"Spirit...... ......The Frog Prince had obviously never seen anything like this, and a sore spot began to spread outward from the wound from the bullet, "hissing" and burning his body.

"Bullet...... What else!" The Frog Prince's soul continued to pounce on Xiao Bo without hesitation.

But at this moment, a punch suddenly flew out of the wall, and it hit the frog prince with a "bang".

"What!?" the Frog Prince was visibly stunned for a moment, he could understand the spirit bullet, but what was the matter with this fist?

Just as he was wondering, a Western teenager suddenly rushed out of the wall and punched and kicked the frog prince.

"It's ...... Ghosts?" The Frog Prince suddenly realized that although physical attacks could not cause damage to the life of the spirits, they were also completely capable of being between spirits.

"I originally wanted to keep the two axe tokens in my hand, but after thinking about it, I still used an iron axe to unlock the void form for El. Wang Ye smiled and dusted off the ashes on his body: "After all, to deal with ghosts, of course, it is convenient to be the same spirit." ”

"You!" the Frog Prince was about to say something, but Al struck him with an uppercut, smashing a hole directly into his featureless face.

Wang Ye was not ambiguous at this time, the sharp knife in his hand had already been engraved with spirit attack runes, which could also cause damage to the spirit. At the same time that Al violently beats the frog prince, he also dodges behind the prince and stabs him unceremoniously.

"Ah!" the frog prince let out a heart-wrenching scream, his body stiffening in pain.

His palms twisted, as if he was about to use magic again.

But before he could use it, two more gunshots rang out of the window, adding two smoking gun holes to his hands.

"Frog Prince, I'm sorry, you're going to be here today!" Wang Ye said, swinging a knife and slashing directly at the frog prince's neck.

"It's up to you! want to kill me too!?" he suddenly roared, and a lot of black aura came out of his body.

The black aura condensed in mid-air, and that feeling made Wang Ye extremely familiar.

"Time magic! it's you!" Wang Ye's eyes widened.

"Hahaha! mortal!" came out of the frog prince's body with an arrogant laugh: "Fear in the dead end of time! I can't marry Snow White today! Then I have tomorrow! You will never be able to leave this day! forever!"

"It's beautiful! Xiao Ye!" Wang Ye shouted.

"Bang!" a pitch-black figure burst through the door and flew like lightning towards the Frog Prince.

"That's it!" Saya wields a huge black scythe that slices through the night sky through the dark night and slices through the frog prince's body with a "poof".

The prince's body was not damaged by the scythe attack, but the black aura was damaged by it.

"How is that possible!?" the frog prince was shocked.

"How is it possible?hehe~" Wang Ye said with a smile: "Don't look at our young family, when it comes to time ability, you have to call grandma!"

Before the frog prince could react, Xiao Ye's scythe had turned into a dagger, and it roamed wildly between the black aura on his body, cutting through the chaos with a quick knife, and instantly slashing that black without a trace.

"No!no!" finally showed fear in the frog prince's voice.

"Regret, it's too late!" Wang Ye's sharp knife in his hand kept cutting through the spirit of the frog prince: "I don't know who said I couldn't stop him just now?"

The voice fell, and a knife slashed across the frog prince's neck.

The prince's senseless head rolled down like a ball to the ground.

Just listen to the sound of "bang!", and a puff of white smoke rises from the revelation, and after the smoke, a scarred frog appears on the ground.

The headless spirit was instantly scattered, turning into a cloud of ashes and dissipating.

"Quack, I was wrong, Quack!," the frog screamed, mixed with human words.

"You've been a ghost for so many years, are you still afraid of death?" Wang Ye thrust the knife into the frog's body, fixing its entire body to the ground.

"Quack!" the frog screamed, "spare your life!"

"Spare your life?" Wang Ye snorted coldly: "Everyone knows that death is painful, you know, those girls who were killed by you also know that when they are dying, why don't you spare them?"

"Spare them? no! impossible!" the frog prince cried out hoarsely, "Woman! all demons! I pursued her with all my heart! she threw me to death! Unforgivable!

"You know something!" Wang Ye suddenly burst into anger, and the knife in his hand was pulled out and stabbed down again, causing the frog prince to scream again.

"Obviously, you used despicable methods to make the toad want to eat swan meat, but you blamed it on other people's little girls! You only know how unjustly you died, but you don't know that your beloved beautiful girl spent her whole life atoning for her sins because of this incident, and it could be a happy life as a princess, but you were saddled with the label of debauchery and lust and were expelled from the palace! And all this! It's all because you, who are shameless, have no ability, and want to rely on other people's little girls' garbage!"

Wang Ye said as he continued to stab the frog's spirit with the knife in his hand until it stabbed the spirit like a blur of smoke.

The frog prince lay motionless, not dead, but he did not speak.

As a resentful spirit, he has been acting with a breath of resentment for the years after his death, and has no wisdom and consciousness, only knowing that he keeps persecuting beautiful girls.

As for what Snow White became and why she was expelled from the palace, he didn't know at all.

Now hearing what Wang Ye said, some images suddenly came to his mind, which he had witnessed when he was still a resentful spirit, in that luxurious palace, one by one well-dressed beasts greedily pounced on Snow White, venting their desires/hopes again and again. And her beloved little princess always lies on the beautiful boudoir without resistance, becoming more and more numb.

Until...... Frosty face......

"Gong ...... Lord ......" There was a choked sound in the fuzzy smoke, accompanied by two lines of something resembling tears.

"My ...... Small...... Princess......"

"Tick-tock. ”

The two tears fell to the ground and finally converged into a drop of water, which slowly condensed under Wang Ye's gaze...... Condense...... It slowly turned into a small ball.

The ball slowly grew larger, slowly, to the size of a small fist.

At this moment, the night outside suddenly ended, and the morning sun slowly appeared in the sky, covering the top of the small ball with a layer of golden light.

"Gong ...... The ...... of the Lord "The puff of smoke made a last unwilling sound, and then disappeared into the sky.