"Dao Chief, spare me, spare me." In front of the young man, a ghost trembled and knelt on the ground, knocking his head incessantly, begging the young man.

"People are humane, ghosts have ghosts, since you have become a ghost, you must have the consciousness of ghosts, ghosts walk humane, I ...... Kill ......" The young man's words were extremely cold, without the slightest emotion. After speaking, a cyan sword appeared in the young man's hand, "Qingyun Sword, it is said to be the magic weapon of Mo Liqing, one of the Four Heavenly Kings, Mo Liqing?" There is a sigil on the sword, and it is divided into four characters: earth, water, fire, and wind. You...... Want to try which? ”

"Don't ...... No...... No......" the ghost cried out in terror.

"I'm really good, and let you choose the way to die, pity my Xiaoyu ......" The young man said slowly, the Qingyun Sword in his hand shook, a blue light flashed, and then a strong wind blew around the ghost. The wind is a black wind, and there are thousands of spears in the wind, if it is this wind, whether it is a person or a ghost, the limbs will become powder.

"Stop......" A golden light suddenly appeared in front of the ghost, and a young man blocked in front of him, "Fan Hao? ”

The previous boy was Fan Hao, Fan Hao saw the appearance of the person who came, and said, "Oh? Isn't this Senior Brother Duan Fei? How? Come out in the middle of the night, also to catch ghosts? But...... This ghost is mine, don't rob me...... You go again...... Look elsewhere ......"

"He didn't do anything bad, so why did he kill them all?" Xiao Fei said: "When you learn Taoism, you have to distinguish between right and wrong." ”

"Hehe, do I still use you to teach you a lesson?" Fan Hao said: "The so-called people have humanity, ghosts have ghosts, people and ghosts have different paths, and people and ghosts are in different worlds. People belong to yang, ghosts belong to yin, just like the positive and negative poles are mutually exclusive, since you are a ghost, you should go to the underworld, take the path he should take, why stay in the world. ”

"What kind of people and ghosts have different paths, different paths can also end up together, "Zhou Yi Department Resignation" has a saying: the world has the same end but different paths, the same and a hundred considerations. As long as they don't do things that hurt nature and reason, what should they not do in the world? ”

"If he didn't do it today, who can guarantee that he won't do it tomorrow? Check in the bud. You ......" Fan Hao glanced at the trembling ghost, smiled and said, "Want to protect him?" Xiao Fei didn't answer, just stood there, and the perseverance in his eyes had already given the answer.

"Good...... Number...... Good ......" Fan Hao said three good words in a row, and laughed: "A good Duan Fei, a good corpse painter Duan Fei...... It's just ......" Fan Hao stopped laughing and fiddled with the Qingyun Sword in his hand, "You have to have the ability to manage things......" After speaking, Fan Hao actually raised the Qingyun Sword in his hand and took Xiaofei directly.

"The sun, moon and stars, the light imprints my body--edict." Xiao Fei knew that his target was not himself, but wanted to kill the ghost behind him, and he didn't avoid it, he directly urged the spell and met it.

"When something happens, it's too late." The Qingyun Sword in Fan Hao's hand emitted a dazzling blue light. The Qingyun Sword is worthy of being one of the twelve holy swords of the Dao Sect, but the Qingguang makes Xiao Fei feel a little uncomfortable. And the ghost became even weaker. Xiao Fei couldn't help frowning, with his current strength, taking this sword, I'm afraid he will have to recuperate well in the next few days. Everything was just lightning and flint, Fan Hao didn't mean to stop, and the Qingyun Sword in his hand had already hit the rune paper used by Xiao Fei.

"Poof......" Xiao Fei only felt a heat in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Ah......" Next to Xiao Fei, there was the scream of the ghost, Xiao Fei wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Fan Hao glanced at Xiao Fei disdainfully, "I can't even catch my sword, I really don't know what Uncle Yu likes about you?" "Qingyun Sword, as one of the twelve holy swords of the Dao Sect, suppresses zombies, ghosts, and demons, and Xiao Fei does not have the ability to resist this suppression. Fan Hao only thinks that he has no ability, and he does not doubt him.

"Why did you kill him? Why? Xiao Fei slowly stood up, and the anger gradually emanated from his body. Why......" His body was also gradually changing, a red light flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared and fell to the ground...... On the roof of a building not far away, a dark figure flashed......

"What a waste...... Fan Hao scolded, took out his mobile phone, and was about to call Du Yu, "Damn, the mobile phone was actually turned off...... " glanced at Xiao Fei who fainted on the ground, shook his head, put away his mobile phone and the Qingyun Sword in his hand, and walked over. "It's good that you don't sink ......" Fan Hao helped Xiao Fei up, and said in his heart: "Why is this body so cold?" I don't know, I thought you were a dead man......" Because it was late, there wasn't even a taxi on the road, so Fan Hao had to help Xiaofei go back. "Mom said that people who are hot in winter and cold in summer have good hearts, and it seems to make some sense, and they actually sympathize with a ghost they don't know, that's a ghost, a ghost...... Who am I talking about? It's boring......"

Fan Hao also often goes to Du Yu's house, so he is still familiar with his home, and after helping Xiaofei to the bed, he sat alone in the living room. "I'm a little hungry, so why don't you have a late-night snack first?" You're not welcome at the moment, I walked directly to the refrigerator next to me, looked at the contents of it, and couldn't help frowning: "How do you buy so much sweet potato juice...... I'm also drunk. "I rummaged through the cabinet above, and there was nothing else except a dozen sweet potato juices......

"Sweet potato juice, sweet potato juice...... Do you all eat sweet potato juice every day? "Fan Hao is helpless, but also helpless." Forget it, I won't eat ......" Fan Hao had to lie down on the sofa and take a nap.

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"Mouse, mouse...... Little mouse. Du Yu yelled at Fan Hao, who was lying on the sofa, and Fan Hao slowly opened his scarlet eyes that had been rubbed, "Why are you sleeping here?" ”

Fan Hao yawned a few times, ran to the bathroom, and washed his face with cold water, and his sleepiness went down slightly. "It's not because your good apprentice didn't have the ability to be a good person, but he was knocked unconscious by my sword......"

"What? Did you knock Fei unconscious? ”

"Well, I was going to get rid of the ghost, but he suddenly ran out and tried to stop me, but I knocked me out." Fan Hao shrugged helplessly and said, "That's right, you are all good people in the vein of painting corpses." ”

"Good man, you are ......" Du Yu pointed at Fan Hao, and said a little angrily: "What kind of sword are you?" Qingyun Sword, stiff ...... How can ordinary people stand it? ”

"I thought he was your apprentice, and his ability would not be too weak, who knew that he was so weak." Du Yu didn't bother to talk nonsense with Fan Hao anymore, and hurriedly ran upstairs to see Xiaofei.