Sister Lady's phoenix crown blocked my eyes, except for her white jade-like skin, every qiē was bloody, blood-colored phoenix crown. Blood-colored veils, blood-colored steps.

Although I watched her from behind, I would never forget her appearance at all, every move, to perfection, without the slightest flaw.

She flicked her bloody sleeves, and the ghost beast that chased me in all directions just now was nothing more than powder, and it disappeared in an instant, and her luxurious appearance and domineering bearing all spilled out of the air!

Xijun was still stunned by the disappearance of the ghost beast, but this time he turned his head to see that it was the sister of the delicate woman. Immediately, he fell to the ground with five bodies, trembling, his mouth was sour and he muttered something I didn't understand.

Nine public losses, nine public losses, pity said that they all appeared like this every time they died, this is too pretentious!

Seeing Xijun's submission, the mountain ghost was completely stunned, she wanted to take away my soul just now. But it's only a few blinks of an eye, why is there such a powerful guy in front of you?

"Shut up! You're not doing anything! Damn!" Sister Jiao's sleeves swept away, and Xijun almost flew out of the sky, rolled on the ground a few times, and continued to lie on the ground in fear after coming back to his senses.

I looked at her as a little girl, strange and pitiful, and wanted to go over to help her, but Sister Yuki seemed to be slowly about to turn around. I thought I couldn't go against my wife, so I honestly stood in place: alas, the child is not sensible, and the old man has not come out for a long time, and he should help teach him a lesson, so I will give you face this time.

The sister of the delicate woman saw that I was silent, and then turned her head to face 'Zhao Qian': "A little devil of the mandrill! I dare to hide in front of my eyes, I am too bold!

I was behind her, and I couldn't see her expression, but just for a moment, with the sister of the delicate woman in the center, there was a wave of invisible qi like a Buddha sound wave!

Zhao Qian suddenly went in, and the whole person fell to the ground, and the mountain ghost was directly shocked out of the body, and the soul body was like a crazy Shun unable to control the prototype!

I know Zhao Qian must be fine. Although the sister of the delicate woman doesn't like Zhao Qian very much, she is half an acquaintance, so she saves people by the way.

However, the soul of the mountain ghost is like a catkins in the frenzy, fluttering, her eyes are sour and more than fear can be described, the Buddha is like the first time people see ghosts.

The mountain ghost fell to the ground with a puff, and quickly kowtowed, without the yang energy of Zhao Qian's body, I couldn't understand what she said, but her expression was definitely begging for mercy.

Uncle Hai and Lin Feiyu's eyes were as wide as cowbells, and their faces were pale. I can't say half a sentence, why is this reversed?

"Chattering, when you hooked his soul, have you ever thought about this time?" Sister Jiao's face was gloomy, although she did not open her eyes, but the condensed eyebrows had already told the meritorious, and she was very unhappy now.

The mountain ghost couldn't stand still under the invisible waves, and now he was trembling and lying more honest than Xijun, but soon, an invisible big man who couldn't help her squeezed her and dragged her into the air.

The female mountain ghost was inexplicably frightened, but she couldn't break free at all, and the next moment she wailed in pain, and her soul body was squeezed and scurried around!

I immediately ran to Sister Jiao and asked carefully, "I said Sister Jiao Mai, she is the mountain god of this mountain, wouldn't it be bad to kill her like this?"

"It's called Jiugong's loss!" said the sister proudly.

"Okay, nine...... Nine public losses...... I want to say, if we kill this mountain god like this, will it cause any trouble?" I had to ask in a low voice: Hey, your sister is too domineering, and she is also in front of Hai Lao and Lin Lao, how much can you give me a little face?

"Hmph, it's just a little ghost, what kind of trouble can you cause, killing is killing, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

"Ahem. I coughed dryly, pulled down my face and said, "Can you help me take her?" I also know that my strength is too poor, I can't only cherish the king's success, I think this mountain ghost is also very powerful, why don't you tell her, give me a fight first? If she makes a great contribution in the future, I will let her go back to Shansour?"

The mountain ghost originally thought that he was going to die, but when he heard that I wanted to support her, he quickly chirped and said with a pleading expression, it seems that it is better to die than to live.

"This little ghost has been in the mountains for hundreds of years, and he has been wise and scheming, I don't think it's a good thing, you still want to take it for your own use?"

"Sister Jiao, the hero doesn't ask for a way out, and the hooligan doesn't look at age, as long as she can catch the mouse, it's a good cat, right? Maybe she'll get better in the future?"

A mountain ghost with a spiritual spirit, but it is not something that can be found casually, most of the powerful ghosts encountered, even have no IQ, and when they see people with heavy yin energy, they will only pounce when they feel that there is an opportunity, and these are useless to put away.

This mountain ghost Jiugong must have taken a fancy to it, for me it is a powerful help, I don't know her yet, Tsundere, but I care a lot.

Besides, this mountain ghost said that Wu Zhenghua would run away when he met her, and it is estimated that she is still quite powerful, maybe she will meet the enemy in the future, and release this mountain ghost by surprise, and she will not suffer in the fighting method.

The sister didn't speak, but the mountain ghost was in a hurry, struggling and continuing to plead, and when she got to the back, she was already in tears, and the ghost cried, and the ghost was scary.

It seems that the sister of the delicate woman thought about it for a long time before finally putting her down: "Hmph, since you have promised to do this, tell him the location of your corpse, and then detain it in the soul urn, as he wishes, if you want to live is life, if you die is death, are you willing?"

The mountain ghost bowed to the ground again and kowtowed to me.

I didn't dare to go over to help her, I saw that this mountain ghost was seventeen or eighteen years old, he looked beautiful and lovely, he was very arrogant just now, and his laughter was quite terrifying, and he was estimated to be more powerful than Xijun.

"It's better to be so. After the lady finished speaking, she ignored my compartment and disappeared in front of me.

I also wanted to say a few thoughtful words to her, but unfortunately, she was a dragon and couldn't see the end, I couldn't keep her at all, and the way to summon her was too painstaking and I suddenly felt pain when I looked at the blur of flesh and blood on my ten fingers.

When the mountain ghost saw the sister of the lady disappearing, he still looked left and right with palpitations.

"What? you want to run away now?" I pretended to be on my own.

The female mountain ghost quickly shook her head, and then chirped and talked to me again, I don't know why, after all, I can't understand the ghost language, so I can only say: "Take me and Xijun to the place where your bones are buried." ”

I took out the soul urn, and found that there was an extra layer of blood light in the cracks of the soul urn, which seemed to be taken by the sister of the delicate woman, although she was clearly scolding Xijun, but she helped with the secret acid, so that the soul urn would not burst open immediately.

The spell I had drawn on the door of his head disappeared, and now he regained the appearance of an innocent little girl, and sat down on my shoulder when he saw me approaching.

Sister Jiao is all-encompassing, she has solved everything for me when she dies, but she is too fierce to me, and it would be better if she was gentle.

I went over to dig into Zhao Qian's situation again, and found that she just fainted, and her body was still a little cold, but at least her life was not lost.

It took a lot of effort for me to carry Zhao Qian on my back and follow the mountain ghost to the jungle where the bones were buried.

also said that Zhao Qian also has at least eighty or ninety pounds, quite heavy, and walked a half-sour mountain road, I was so tired that I really wanted to throw her sour.

But just when I couldn't help but leave her, the place where the bones were buried was also there.

It was a wooded wasteland, very close to the way down, with weeds and many shrubs.

The female mountain ghost honestly pointed to a position, and stood there crying again.

"This is not to ask you to sell yourself into slavery, why are you crying so much!" I spat and put Zhao Qian down.

The mountain ghost cries even more, and I don't care about her, anyway, women love to cry, and female ghosts are even worse, so it's better to be obedient.

I found a few pieces of hardwood and was about to dig them, when Lin Feiyu opened the safe and took out a mini shovel to help me dig it up: "Little Brother Xia, you were injured just now, so let me come." ”

Lin Feiyu and Uncle Hai didn't dare to ask me who the blood-clothed woman was just now, but after listening to my name, they also guessed that it was the ghost lady of my family, and the two elders had discussed something privately in the back just now, and they seemed to think that it should be related to Zhou Xian's predecessors, and it was released at such a critical time, how could they not understand? This is not something that can be asked casually, so forget it if you haven't seen it. Clamp the soil to carry.

After digging for a while, I dug up a bunch of jars, and the jars were covered with some old spells, and Hai Lao frowned when he saw it, and he didn't say a word for a while, probably because he couldn't understand it.

The spell was nothing more than confetti, almost rotten, after all, it was an old thing from hundreds of years ago.

The mountain ghost pointed to one of them and began to cry.

I know that the mountain ghost must have grievances, but since the sister of the delicate woman helped me communicate, I didn't ask again, the things that should be solved for hundreds of years have long been solved, and the things that can't be solved have disappeared in the long river of time with time, and asking too much is just to increase the sadness.

So I asked Lin Feiyu to help hold the soul urn, and the four of them went down the mountain together.

Under the large deficit of my qi and blood, I couldn't breathe, my face was frighteningly white, and I wanted to sleep directly on the side of the road several times, but Hai Lao was even worse than me, walking and walking, my tongue almost stretched out, and I was so scared that my forehead was cold sweat.

Lin Feiyu hurriedly held the soul urn while still supporting him, and I was very sad to see the tragic situation of the two old men.

It took twice as long to go down the mountain, and when I arrived at the bottom of the mountain, the sky was bright.

After the rooster crowed, the mountain ghost entered the urn, and Xijun also entered my pocket.

Because Yu Shangui was not really sealed in the soul urn I made zuò, I put her in the back compartment first, and the funeral of Old Man Zhao was imminent, so I didn't go back to Zhao Qian's community immediately. R832