"Impossible!"

Wu Zun on the side shook his head, and at the same time, the red-headed brush in his hand quickly nodded towards the right front. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ding~!" There was another soft sound, and the red-headed brush was pointed at some metal like an arrow, and at the same time, I saw the form of a ghostly ghost once again appear in the fog in front of us to the right.

Wu Zun's hand holding the pen quickly made a few moves with the ghost, and the moves were not far from the center of the ghost's eyebrows, neck and chest.

The ghost seemed to realize that Wu Zun was not easy to deal with, and hurriedly raised two dry hands like dry claws to desperately resist the brush in Wu Zun's hand.

The fat man's blood boiled on the side, and he wanted to rush over to help several times.

But as soon as he approached, the eyes of the ghost were suddenly widened, and invisibly, an extremely violent cold wind blew from all directions, directly knocking the fat man to the ground, and he couldn't get close to the ghost at all.

None of us had any weapons, except for a brush in Wu Zun's hand, the others were all two fists, even if the fat man was allowed to get close to the ghost, I guess it would be impossible to hurt the ghost's body as hard as a rock.

I anxiously watched the battle between Wu Zun and the ghost, although I also wanted to help, but when I thought that I might be blown down by the cold wind, I simply gave up this idea of being overwhelmed.

To be honest, Wu Zun is not young, dozens of years older than my father.

However, an old man of such an advanced age was tossing up and down like a strong man in his thirties and forties at this time.

Especially the brush in his hand, it was like being beaten with chicken blood, and the two arms of the ghost were twisting and turning, and several times he almost stabbed the ghost's bloody eyes.

After all, he was old, and Wu Zun didn't hold on for a long time and began to gasp.

As soon as the fat man saw this situation, he shouted desperately: "I'll go, old man Wu, you can't do this, you are starting to soften before the red-eyed girl is happy?" ”

Wu Zunqi's face turned pale, and he forced his spirit to grab the pen, and directly swept away thousands of troops in a move.

This ghost is simply a demon formed by evil energy, and he doesn't understand these moves at all, and Wu Zun's speed is much faster than it, and he was directly beaten into the thick white mist by this trick.

The ghost suffered a big loss, and a wide bloody hole was opened in his chest where the brush had been swept, and billowing black gas came out of it, and a smell similar to that of gutter oil after heating it was emitted.

"Whew~!" The abdomen of the ghost suddenly sounded a scream that only appeared when a woman was **, and the two withered hands panicked to protect the scratch on the chest, and then directly gave up Wu Zun, turned around and flew into the depths of the white mist.

Wu Zun wanted to chase, but as soon as he walked away, he stopped again.

The fat man shouted: "Hey, Old Man Wu's trick just now is very fierce!" Quick, get rid of it. ”

Wu Zun saw the fat man talking, so he slowly walked back to the middle of us, and then said a word to the fat man in English with a smile: "Youcanyouupnocannobibi." ”

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Wu Zun strangely: "Speak Hashi dialect, don't speak Japanese!" ”

Dongfang Yu and Mo Jun laughed loudly, I patted the fat man on the shoulder and said, "Haha, that English means that if you can do it, you can go on, don't be blind BB!" ”

Dongfang Yu asked Wu Zun: "Dao Chief, why don't you chase it!" ”

"I can't catch up, just wait for this fog to disappear!"

"Huh? What does it mean? I asked Wu Zun puzzled.

Wu Zun gasped as he observed the direction of the white mist flow and said to me, "Although the fighting speed of the soul ghost is not as fast as mine, it is the king in this fog realm. I've just swept a hole in its chest, and if it doesn't leave here to heal, it won't survive for three days. ”

"So, as soon as the ghosts leave here, the fog will dissipate?"

"That's right, the Ghost Ghost is a conscious evil ghost formed by the gathering of evil energy, similar to the vein of ghosts. It didn't want to kill us when it came out just now, probably because you pulled it and scared it, so it released the fog to trap you. ”

"Well, that's still my mistake."

As we spoke, we felt that the fog around us seemed to begin to dissipate, and the white fog seemed to be being guided in one direction.

Soon, all the white mist around us gathered into a mass of moisture of various sizes, and it was still rapidly evaporating and disappearing.

After the white mist turned into an air mass and completely disappeared, our surroundings reverted to the appearance of an oil painting gallery, with shards of glass all over the floor, and the position I was in was right in front of the security door that had pulled the ghost to escape.

"Huh? Why am I still here? I remember walking a few steps in the white mist! Why am I still standing where I left off after the white fog is gone? ”

"It's the role of the fog realm! In the foggy realm, no matter how you go, you will still be in the same place, just like the ghost mirror of the virtual world, it is above the real space! ”

Wu Zun explained as he walked from behind me to in front of me.

"Oh~!"

I nodded, a little bit of a realization.

"Huh? What about Shao Feng's guy? ”

I looked around and found that I didn't see the kid who was scared to swear in this exhibition hall, and then looked at Wu Zun suspiciously: "That guy was eaten by a ghost?" ”

The fat man patted me, then pointed to the door of the security door and said, "He's peeing his pants, and his legs are scared like noodles." When I saw him acting like this, I knocked him unconscious and threw him out of the door. ”

I stretched out my hand to push open the security door, and I saw Shao Feng, whose face was pale, lying on the ground at the door, and between the legs of the black trousers, it was really wet, and the color of the fabric was really different from other places.

"Hey~! What is this guy trying to do! ”

I reached out and patted Shao Feng's face, and shouted in my mouth: "Hey, coward!" Wake up, don't sleep! ”

After several pats, Shao Feng slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw my first sentence, he asked, "Who are you!" ”

I scolded in my heart: Nima, I used to have a relationship with a few of us, but now she asks me who I am!

The fat man crouched beside me and shouted, "Hey, little white face! Remember I don't! ”

"You are? Young Master Wang? Why are you here? ”

Shao Feng sat up suspiciously, and then looked at the surroundings strangely.

I chuckled in my heart, don't be a fat man who knocks this guy out of his memory!

"I'll go, are you stupid? Oil painting! The red-eyed ghost. Do you remember! ”

"Huh? That's right, ghosts! There are few ghosts in the king! Wang Shao, no, Grandpa Wang, save me, there are ghosts! Shao Feng thought about it all of a sudden, and then pinched the fat man's clothes with both hands and shouted.

Originally, Shao Feng's face was much better after waking up, but when he remembered what had happened, his white and delicate little face suddenly turned pale again.

Dongfang Yu and I said almost at the same time: "Hey~ Fortunately, I'm not stupid!" ”

The fat man smiled bitterly, shook his hand and slapped Shao Feng in the mouth, and then shouted at him: "Stop howling! No ghosts. You're not dead! ”

After Shao Feng came to his senses, the few of us sat in the office on the eighteenth floor where Shao Feng had taken us to drink tea before.

Shao Feng shook his wet pants and said, "Eh, fortunately, there are a few of them!" Otherwise, I'm sure I'll be eaten by a ghost! ”

(To be continued.) (To be continued.) )