Chapter 871: Stupid and cute group of ghosts
Yan Tao said lightly: "After smearing it with willow branches, you can only vaguely see part of the scene, in fact, you can see far less clearly than Eric." ”
Helen almost burst into tears.
Yan Tao's expression was faint, he was just looking at this Eric pleasing to the eye, so he was willing to make this trip.
"Are you ready?" The boy asked indifferently, Eric clenched his small fists, his body tensed straight, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm ready." Yan Tao nodded slightly.
Yan Tao stood with a casual expression, his left hand slowly raised, and he cast a variety of complicated seals.
At the same time, his thin lips moved slightly, and a vast mantra spat out from between his thin lips.
Eric clearly saw that the extremely shallow golden light gushing out of Yan Tao's body.
In a short time, many illusory figures gathered around them. One by one, they floated in the air, letting out bursts of grim ghost laughter.
The laughter was very permeable, and when it came into the ears, it would make people's cold hairs stand upside down involuntarily, even if Han Jun was well-informed, he couldn't help but stiffen at this moment, and almost looked at the ghost figure floating in the void with straight eyes.
Helen was even more frightened, the whole person was almost frightened to faint, she gritted her teeth, and twisted her slender fingers on her thighs, barely keeping herself sane, is this what her children have seen in the past?
This, this is also terrible.
Eric clasped his hands on his chest, his small body trembled, his lips pale and pale, looking at the screaming ghosts in the air, almost at the same time remembering the terrible scenes he had encountered in the past, and wishing to pass out.
However, his mind was becoming more and more sober, and he couldn't close his eyes, but opened them wider and wider, staring at the ghosts opposite.
"That's pretty much it, shut the fuck up!"
Young Master Yan frowned slightly, his peach blossom eyes were covered with the frost of early autumn, he coldly and indifferently pulled out the seven-star sword, and in an instant, the cold light shone, illuminating this side of the world that was covered by the yin qi.
Seven Star Sword?!
One of the ghosts was frightened, and he stepped back, and was about to run.
Young Master Yan didn't move, and said lazily: "Take one step further, and Lao Tzu will let you die." ”
The ghost trembled with fright, and finally returned to its former appearance, and floated back tremblingly, showing a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Little Daoist, we really didn't do anything bad, you summoned us." ”
Yan Tao rolled his eyes: "I didn't plan to overtake you, don't be sentimental." ”
The hanged man coughed softly, and slowly retreated behind the trunk of a willow tree, revealing only one head, and watched them cautiously.
That's a bit silly and cute.
Han Jun and Helen's sense of fear was instantly repelled by the flashing dog-legged light on these ghosts.
This, this contrast is also too great.
Eric looked at them a little dumbfounded.
It was clear that when they first appeared, they were as terrifying as ever, but at this moment, looking at the group of ghosts hiding behind the tree trunks, he felt less afraid.
Yan Tao smiled slightly and looked at the nearest hanged ghost: "You come here." ”
The hanged man was almost scared to cry, why am I again. ()
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