p> "Let them go." ”

Lightly opening his red lips, Ling Wushuang's expression replied indifferently to Qingying.

The pages in my hand continued to look at them one by one.

It was not affected by the eyes of everyone in the courtyard or the movements of the Taoist priest's hands.

"Yes."

Qingying pouted, answered, straightened her waist, and glared at everyone in the courtyard again.

The wind is blowing, the candles on the incense table are swaying with the wind, and the two small yellow flags are also "whirring" under the action of the wind.

The Taoist priest raised his elbows, waved the floating dust, circled around the incense case, and chanted words in his mouth, "Heavenly spirit, earth spirit, there is a way in the underworld, you don't go, you want to harm people in the yang world, and today's poor road is the way for the sky, and your soul will be scattered." ”

After chattering, the Taoist priest pointed the floating dust in his hand at Ling Wushuang, his eyes widened, "It's not good, this ghost is too bad, and the poor Dao is afraid that he won't be able to take her!" The expression on the Taoist priest's face was extremely flustered.

"Dao Chief, how can this be? No, you have to save our eldest lady, you can't let her be possessed by evil spirits for the rest of her life! When Ning heard the words of the Taoist chief, he quickly moved to the Taoist priest's side, wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief that did not see a trace of tears, and said very sadly.

"Don't worry, don't worry, fortunately, when the poor road came, I brought some more magic weapons." The Taoist priest changed his words, his expression returned to his previous indifference, and he put down the dust in his hand and put it on the incense case.

Picked up the sword on the table with one hand, picked up a yellow talisman with the other, muttered a few sentences in a deep voice, and then pasted the yellow talisman in his hand on the end of the sword, only to see that the yellow talisman suddenly burst into flames.

The Taoist priest swung his sword into the air a few times, pointed straight at Ling Wushuang again, and shouted: "Demon, quickly leave the body of the female benefactor!" ”

"Do you think Miss Ben looks like a ghost?"

Seeing that the Taoist priest was almost playing, Ling Wushuang stood up from the wheelchair with an elegant demeanor when the Taoist priest pointed the sword at her, handed the book in his hand to Qingying, and slowly walked to the tip of the Taoist sword.

The Taoist priest already had a ghost in his heart, so when he looked at Ling Wushuang's indifferent eyes, the corners of his forehead couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

The momentum on this woman's body is really powerful.

Others can't tell it, but with three-legged cat kung fu and being a Maoshan Taoist priest for many years, he can still perceive it.

It seems that this time he has hit a hard stubble.

In order to hide the panic in his heart, the Taoist priest looked righteous and opened his mouth and said: "Demon, leave the body of the female benefactor quickly, otherwise, don't blame the poor Dao for forcibly pulling out your soul and beating your soul away!" ”

The Taoist priest repeated what he had just said and drank coldly at Ling Wushuang.

"Huh!" Ling Wushuang folded his arms around his chest and chuckled, and the laughter was as crisp and beautiful as the ding dong of a mountain spring.

But right now, who cares to listen and appreciate that intoxicating laughter?

Elegantly flicking his sleeves, Ling Wushuang's steps were of different shades, and when he arrived at the incense case, he picked up the floating dust on it and played with it in his hand, "The internal strength of the Taoist chief is good!" Ling Wushuang's shallow voice caught the Taoist priest a little off guard.

His eyes were stunned, and the sword raised in his hand turned around and arrived in front of Ling Wushuang's door, "Demon, what nonsense are you talking about?" ”

"Really? Is Miss Ben talking nonsense? Ling Wushuang's undulating words, and her current movements, made the Ning family's mother and daughter, as well as the maids and servants in the Mei Garden, stunned.

(Xuan's voice is hoarse, give me some strength, after reading Wen Duoduo's collection, recommend, comment!) ）