The Taoist priest felt that he had lived to a dog all these years.

He saw that his rune paper quickly turned red, and the pasted "Thunder City Wife" screamed, and a light smoke rose from the arm of the "Thunder City Wife", with a faint smell of barbecue.

The Taoist priest obviously didn't think about eating at this time, and he saw the "Wife of Lei Cheng" grab that hand and tear off the talisman along with his own arm.

However, it's not over yet.

It seemed to know that the situation was not in its favor, so it simply gave up the body of the "Lei Cheng wife", opened its hands, and Lei Cheng and Sun Chuan began to disintegrate, and the broken corpse pieces stuck to the "Lei Cheng wife", and soon formed a sarcoma, which was extremely disgusting.

Seeing this, Dao Ye simply lay down on the spot, and his eyes rolled and fainted.

- At least on the surface.

The Taoist priest was pretending to be stunned, and Fang Xing didn't break it, and the Taoist priest was no longer needed in the next battle. He originally expected the Taoist priest to be of some use, so that he didn't need to use his ability, but it backfired, and now he could only do it.

"Can't you get rid of it by ordinary means?" Fang Xing muttered.

He took the white fox off his shoulder and put it on the sofa beside him, and the moment he stood up, his momentum had changed. The skull tattoo on his shoulder seemed to come to life, stretching rapidly, and finally stopping at the back of his hand.

"yes, that's it, that's it, that's what it tastes like. Ah~~" The sarcoma made an excited voice, and it could be seen that it couldn't wait.

Fang Xing didn't talk nonsense, every second after using the ability was extremely precious. He stepped forward and threw a punch.

His speed was obviously much faster than usual, and it was impossible for such a small spatial sarcoma to dodge.

"Poof!"

Fang Xing's fist sank into the sarcoma's stomach, and his strength was unloaded by the sarcoma, but it didn't cause much damage to it.

Fang Xing retreated a distance, but how could sarcoma give up this opportunity and immediately bully himself.

"Bobo!"

The fist is to the flesh, but it has no effect.

This time it was Fang Xing's turn to make a difficulty, and it turned out that his attack was not ineffective, but that this sarcoma could not shrink.

As long as he opens his ability, his attack can target the incorporeal ghost, and with every punch, he can see a white shadow break away from the sarcoma, but before he can make a second punch, the white shadow has already retracted into the sarcoma, and it is obvious that the other party intends to consume Fang Xing.

For this kind of turtle shrinkage play, he didn't have a good way before, so he could only consume it. But now it is different, although the Taoist rune paper is not very powerful, it has a restraining effect on these ghosts.

He retreated to the Taoist priest and reached out to take out the talisman paper from the basket. When his hand touched the rune paper, there was actually a strong burning sensation, and the tattoo in his body began to stir, and it seemed that there was a tendency to extend.

Fang Xing didn't even think about it, he grabbed two talismans and punched them into the stomach of the sarcoma.

As expected, the white shadow was punched out again, only to scream and retreat when she wanted to enter the sarcoma again.

Because, those two talismans didn't come out with Fang Xing's hand.

What appeared in front of him was a female ghost.

Finally met the person behind the scenes, even if Fang Xing had a lot of questions to ask, he didn't have any plans to BB, although this female ghost did not have sarcoma protection, but it was more dangerous, which meant that the female ghost was going to fight hard.

The female ghost kept roaring angrily, her long hair flew in the sky, and her whole person was levitated, and her hands kept moving.

With its movements, the items in the room seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand and flew towards Fang Xing.

Fang Xing barely dodged two or three items and was smashed out by a hot water kettle, the items flew very fast, even if his ability could temporarily increase his strength and speed by two or three percent, he still didn't dodge.

He quickly stood up and rubbed the bruises on his arm, this body was very weak, and even if it was amplified, it couldn't change much.

Passive defense seems to be no longer possible, only to take the initiative to attack, and the time has dragged on for too long, which makes him feel a sense of urgency.

Fang Xing picked up a chair and threw it at the female ghost, who waved her hand casually, and the chair flew to the side.

Good death, the chair just flew to the Taoist priest in the corner, and the Taoist priest who was squinting and watching the whole time only had time to shout Fuc ......, and was knocked unconscious, this time it was really dizzy.

Of course, the purpose of Fang Xing's move was achieved, and he took this opportunity to get close to the female ghost, but at this time, a fountain pen was suspended on his forehead, and his other hand also grabbed the fountain pen.

If the female ghost takes the opportunity to attack, he will be completely passive, and he knows this. So he made a dangerous move, tilted his head, let go of the pen, and helped send the pen out.

"Smack!"

The pen was nailed to the wooden door, and a hole was carved out directly in the wooden door, if he was chiseled by the pen just now, I am afraid it would be cool at the moment.

Taking this opportunity, he pressed the female ghost to the ground and punched it one by one, and with each punch, the female ghost's body became a little transparent.

During this period, the female ghost also continued to resist, and the sharp claws left several blood marks on Fang Xing's hands.

One punch, one punch, one punch!

Fang Xing didn't know when he started to become extreme, and he didn't understand why he enjoyed the process of torture and killing.

It's just that the most important thing at the moment is to kill the female ghost!

The female ghost's body was completely dim, and several small clusters of light appeared, after seeing these points of light, Fang Xing stopped, and instantly lifted the tattoo, he knew that the female ghost was dead, and these points of light were only available on the dead spirits.

"How do I know this?" Fang Xing was puzzled, when he thought about this question, these answers naturally appeared in his mind, as if they had long been ingrained in his mind.

Fang Xing didn't get entangled, it was stupid to hold on to some questions that he couldn't answer, it was like thinking about who I am, you can have thousands of answers, but each answer is not the most ideal.

The white fox sat on the couch from beginning to end, unaffected by the fight. For some reason, Fang Xing subconsciously thought that the female ghost couldn't hurt the white fox at all, and he didn't know where this feeling came from.

The white fox jumped off the couch, came to a few points of light, and opened his mouth to swallow them. There is also a rattling and chewing sound.

Looking at the ground with minced meat and the unconscious Taoist priest, he hesitated for a moment but decided to save it.

After all, someone has to carry this pot!

He dragged the Taoist priest out, doused the whole house with kerosene, lit it, and the fire soon engulfed it all.

As for the Taoist priest, there is a lot of movement here, and the police should arrive soon.

......

The night in the town of Chuanbei is generally not lively, but there are always exceptions, and Chuanbei Street is one of the liveliest places.

The bell rang, and Fang Xing pressed the answer button.

"I'm already in a casual restaurant, do you have something to do temporarily?" Fang Dongjiang's voice came from the other end. He had already called before, but Fang Xing didn't answer.

"It's okay, I'm on North Sichuan Street, you can send me a location for the specific location." Fang Xing hung up the phone, and after a while, Fang Dongjiang sent the location to his mobile phone.

Follow the map Fangxing into an antique restaurant, not big, but very charming, looking high-end.

Fang Xing sat down in front of Fang Dongjiang, took out a cigarette and handed it to Fang Dongjiang, then lit one himself, and smoked silently.

Fang Dongjiang was also smoking, and neither of them spoke.

Silence spreads in this moment......