The ghost boy was like a vicious dog.

"Whoa" screamed, and his big mouth kept biting Moting's body.

In this hurry, Moting can only defend passively.

But I yelled and kicked the ghost kid in the head.

Just listen to a loud cry of "wow".

The ghost kid was kicked to the side by me.

At the same time, he raised his peachwood sword and slashed at the ghost child.

This vicious ghost must not be left behind, and must be killed.

But this ghost kid is very agile.

Just as I slashed down with my sword, I rolled to the side and dodged.

And he jumped and grabbed his limbs against the wall.

He turned his head and glared at me and Moting with a fierce face.

The face is dark and blue, two black eyes, plus a mouth full of fangs, and a red tongue that is constantly dripping.

The "tick-tick" sound I heard just now turned out to be the sound of this ghost child dripping saliva.

I looked at the ghost kid with a hideous and twisted face.

Beware of him, he reached out and pulled Moting next to him:

"Old Mo, are you okay!"

Moting grabbed my hand and got up from the ground with a look of rage.

touched his neck, and was scratched by the ghost boy with a blood stain, and blood beads appeared on it:

"Not a big problem!

This damn imp.

If you dare to hurt my dignified urban exorcist, I have to give you some color to see. ”

I was relieved to see that Moting was fine.

At this time, he looked at the ghost child, but he was not in the mood to be the same as Mo Ting, and he was in the same place as Mo Ting.

I lifted my mahogany sword and stabbed it.

The ghost boy deftly avoided the wall and pounced on me.

I flashed, and the ghost boy threw himself on the ground.

Mo Ting, who was next to him, raised his peachwood sword and slashed it down.

The ghost boy was very dexterous, and took advantage of his small body to avoid it again.

Instead, he opened his big mouth and popped out his red tongue, which directly wrapped around Moting's feet.

Pulling forward, there was a "clang", and Moting fell again.

"it!"

Moting grumbled.

But the ghost boy had already pounced.

With an "ahh

But this time, the ghost kid didn't threaten Moting.

Moting saw the opportunity and stretched out his hand violently.

One handful choked the ghost child's neck.

No matter how big the ghost child's mouth was, if he was choked by the neck, he couldn't bite Moting at all.

You can only kick and scratch with your hands and feet.

A pitiful wail of "woo woo" came out of his mouth.

Mo Ting smiled coldly, and the second disease of secondary school was committed again:

"I'm a messenger of light, you want to bite me, dream!"

When I saw this, I was overjoyed.

Good fellow, it looks like the ghost kid has been subdued.

"Well done old Mo!"

I smiled and spoke.

The corners of Mo Ting's mouth curled into a smile, and he picked up the peachwood sword, ready to kill the ghost child.

However, at the moment when Moting was ready to make a move.

The ghost boy suddenly closed his mouth and puffed out his cheeks.

Like a toad, the mouth grows bigger and bigger.

This is fast and short-lived.

Seeing this, Moting and I both had a bad premonition.

This ghost kid, I'm afraid I'm going to do something.

In my mind, I even thought of what Master had said before leaving, that the screams of the deadly boy were very harsh.

Seeing him like this, do you want to howl?

Thinking of this, I hurriedly reminded:

"Old Mo, stab him to death!"

Mo Ting had already raised his peachwood sword and was about to stab.

But the ghost boy puffed out his cheeks too fast, and Lao Mo finally took a step slower.

The ghost child suddenly exhaled and let out a piercing cry.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

It was very loud, very harsh.

As soon as this voice appeared, Moting and I felt a wave of air hit us, and then our ears hurt.

The wardrobe glass in the bedroom was shattered on the spot.

"Splashed" on the ground.

Even the window glass in the bedroom was cracked.

Because of the harsh sound, I instinctively covered my ears and quickly went to get the earplugs.

Mo Ting couldn't stand the sound either, and instantly let go of his hand and retreated again and again.

"Damn it!"

Master is right, this thing screams and can really shatter the eardrums.

At this moment, I just felt a "buzzing" in my head.

I could only keep going backwards, and in this piercing sound wave, I exited the master bedroom.

The ghost boy still had his mouth open, crying "whoa, whoa, whoa", and approached step by step, trying to shock us both with his voice.

"Old Mo, put it on!"

I quickly shoved the extra earbuds to Moting and shouted.

Mo Ting was also shocked by this sound, and only felt that he was struggling, and his ears hurt unbearably.

The ghost boy screamed as he walked out of the house with a smirk on his face.

We have been forced into the corner of the living room.

The sound wave not only made our ears hurt, but it even caused us both to bleed from our noses.

But by this time, I had already put on my earbuds.

It's still loud, but it's much better than just now.

I tightened my peachwood sword, ignoring the piercing sound waves, and stabbed directly at the ghost child.

"Shut up!"

I screamed hard and slashed at the ghost child.

But this ghost kid is not strong, but he is agile and fast.

Quickly dodged and lay directly on the wall.

Up the wall, like a gecko, hanging upside down from the ceiling.

The mouth is still "woo wow wow" non-stop.

Moting was shocked to the point that his head hurt, and now his eyes were red, and he wiped his nosebleed.

Raising the peachwood sword, he stabbed the ghost child who was hanging upside down on the ceiling.

But they were all avoided by ghost children.

I can't stop screaming, and I don't stop if I don't shake us both to death.

Quickly, he took out a plastic bag from his pocket.

In this plastic bag, it is filled with the ashes of the ancestors.

I took a little with me when I went out, and now I need it.

I picked up the ashes and stared at the ghost kid who kept screaming.

Seeing that he avoided Moting's attack, he landed at the dinner table.

Like a toad, pouting his ass and yelling at the two of us, "Wow, wow, wow".

I endured the loud noise and sprinkled a handful of incense ashes on him.

Although the ghost child is very agile, I went up with a handful of incense ashes and directly enveloped an area.

No matter how fast he is, there is no way to avoid it at this time......