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I can still think of the ghost in Mr. Rong's house at this time, I can't help but smile bitterly, I am about to become a ghost, surrounded by this corpse and ghost, I have no reason to survive.

The footsteps of the ancient corpse warrior behind me stopped, and a cold wind blew across my back, revealing the figure of the blue-faced ghost king.

His lower body is not zài at all, just an upper body floating in the air, his cyan face is full of green light, his eyebrows and eyes look evil, and he is a fierce person when he was alive.

"Hey, hey, old blind man, I didn't expect you to be old friends."

The blue-faced ghost king looked at me with a smile: "The piece of jade on his chest is not ordinary, but unfortunately I can't use it." ”

The blind ghost glanced at him: "That piece of jade has a jade soul, but it's not something you can control." ”

"The jade is mine!"

The ancient corpse figurine, who had never made a sound, suddenly opened its mouth, and the sound was like a special knife cutting through glass, squeaking and squeaking, and it was so ugly that I got goosebumps all over my body.

His uncle, I always thought he was a dead man, where can a dead man speak?

After a long time, this is still a living dead.

The blue-faced ghost king smiled: "Okay, that piece of jade belongs to the old immortal, then his soul will belong to me, just now this kid killed a little ghost under my hand, let him replace it himself!" ”

The ghost blind man snorted: "Then I'll take this skin, go back and dig out the eyeballs, and see if I can cure my eyes that have been blind all my life!" ”

I'm a big slot, these three bastards, I've already divided the spoils before the fight starts, am I that valuable? Why don't I know it myself?

"You three old bastards, trying to take advantage of me? Dream on, Lao Tzu first blinded his own eyes, and then smashed this piece of jade, and finally imprisoned the soul, I let you not take advantage of it at all! ”

I shouted angrily, reaching out and pinching the mutton fat jade on my chest.

The blind man's eyes didn't move, but he gave me a look of contempt for him: "In front of the three of us, you still want to kill yourself?" ”

I was a little sad and indignant: "Lao Tzu doesn't even have the right to commit suicide anymore? ”

"You really don't!"

The Blue-Faced Ghost King let out a horrible laugh before slowly disappearing from my eyes.

My heart tightened, and I was about to pull out the mutton fat jade, when I felt my fingers tremble, my brain was a little dizzy, and I felt a feeling of soreness and weakness all over my body.

In front of my eyes, a blue-black gas surrounded me, and in those gases, countless grimaces were making various expressions to me.

The Ghost King is worthy of being the Ghost King, and he can actually forcibly break through my Tiangang battle qi and directly interfere with my thinking.

"Bring the jade in your hand!"

The ancient corpse figurine snorted coldly, strode in front of me, stretched out a dark palm full of dust, and reached out to grab my mutton fat jade.

My mind turned extremely slowly, and although I was extremely reluctant, I still couldn't control my arm.

My heart is extremely anxious, if I am really robbed of the mutton fat jade by this ancient corpse warrior, and then my soul is captured by the blue-faced ghost king, then I am really better than dead.

Seeing that the newly unearthed dirty claws of the ancient corpse figurines were about to touch my mutton fat jade, I guess this bastard would grab my hands together and crush them.

At this critical moment, an extremely thin silver needle suddenly appeared in the hand of the ancient corpse figurine.

I was shocked, didn't this bastard want my mutton fat jade? What did he do with a silver needle? Could it be that these five big and three thick guys still want to embroider?

Phew, I'm starting to have a big brain, too.

So what did he do with a silver needle?

I really thought that this ancient corpse figurine would prick me with a needle, who knew that after he pinched the silver needle, he actually put it in his hand and looked at it first, and then shouted in his throat through the broken glass: "Who? How dare you humiliate me like this? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of a piano suddenly reached the ears of several of us. The sound of this qin seems to come from the distant horizon, and it seems to be around us, it is the sound of the guzheng!

The moment I heard the sound of the piano, my heart seemed to jump with it! I felt a similar complication in my mind, my nose was sour, and I turned my head slightly, hoping to find the source of the sound, but it backfired.

Is that you? For a few seconds, I had the idea of running to find the source of the sound, but the reality was so cruel that I was caught between a corpse and a ghost, as if I were bound by the whole world.

I forcibly suppressed the excitement in my heart, calmed down, silently felt the sound of the piano lingering in my ears, and the original impetuous mood gradually calmed down.

With the sound of the piano, I woke up, and the figure of the blue-faced ghost king appeared again, and he seemed to be a little dizzy and reprimanded: "Dark arrows hurt people!" Who, stand up! ”

The ancient corpse figurines and the green-faced ghost king, one corpse and one ghost, all left my side, but they formed a three-person rivalry with the blind ghost, surrounding me in the middle, and I still didn't dare to act rashly.

The ancient corpse figurines and the blue-faced ghost king were still in a state of shock, while the ghost blind man sneered: "Just you? Dare to stop us? ”

As soon as his words fell, a low, faint and domineering voice came from a corner: "Who said she was just a person? ”

When I heard this voice, my heart couldn't help but be happy! Isn't this the ghost playing chess in Mr. Rong's house?

The little god stick called him Uncle Ancestor, why did he come?

As soon as this voice sounded, the blue-faced ghost king screamed, and the entire half of his body turned into a puff of green smoke and floated in the direction of the exit.

But as soon as he floated, I saw that at the entrance behind the blind ghost, a black flame rose into the sky, directly intercepting the black shadow that the blue-faced ghost king had turned into outside the flames.

The figure of the blue-faced ghost king appeared again, but his face was extremely embarrassed, as if he had died of his parents.

"Green-skinned paralyzed, did Lao Tzu let you go?"

That domineering voice was extremely arrogant, and just one sentence scared the blue-faced ghost king into wandering there.

The blue-faced ghost king's eyes wandered, and he spoke: "None, no ......"

The domineering voice immediately interrupted him: "Lao Tzu's name is also what you can call?" ”

The blue-faced ghost king was gone for a long time, and he was stunned that he didn't have that name, so he had to change his mouth and bow his head and say, "Lord Ghost God, Qingmian knows his mistake." ”

Ghosts! It turned out that the person who played chess with Mr. Rong was actually a ghost god, no wonder he had such a domineering atmosphere.

The ghost said sharply, "Knowing the mistake? You don't know that Lao Tzu has lived in Ningchuan for hundreds of years, which blind little ghost dares to commit murder on Lao Tzu's territory? ”R1148