From beginning to end, Wu Jing hid at the gate of the rooftop with trepidation and watched.

Hearing me say this at this moment, his face changed color suddenly.

Let him kill ghosts, he never thought about it.

Some stammered:

"Ahh Me, me, me? ”

Lao Mo said impatiently:

"Didn't you hear us swear just now?

Not who you are?

Do you really want us to thunder and split every day?

Or did you really let this old ghost go and let him go to other places to cheat other people's lives and harm people? ”

Pu Sui, an old ghost of the Qing Dynasty who was choked by my neck, was completely panicked:

"Two Dao Masters, two Dao Masters, you, you can't be untrustworthy without words......"

"You talk a lot of nonsense!"

I watched him speak coldly.

Pinch his neck and push harder.

Use Dao Qi to restrain his ghost element, lest this old ghost play any tricks.

Ghosts don't have to breathe.

But I pinched my neck and was suppressed by me with Dao Qi.

I only felt that the three souls and seven spirits were uncomfortable, and my body seemed to be pinched and exploded.

I could only widen my eyes in horror and make an uncomfortable sound of "uh-uh-uh" from my mouth......

Wu Jing on the other side has not moved.

As a result, Lao Mo grabbed the collar and dragged him from the gate of the rooftop:

"What else are you rubbing?

It's just a ghost, and it's not for you to kill someone.

And if you kill him, you will accumulate merit.

Maybe, you can also pick up the years of Yangshou you lost! ”

After speaking, he let go of Wu Jing.

Wu Jing staggered next to me.

He was still carrying the bag containing a hundred ghosts.

"Mr. Wu, put the bag first.

Pick up the peachwood sword and stab it a few times with your eyes closed! ”

Although Wu Jing was very scared, his body was trembling.

But he is not a fool, he is well aware of his situation.

At this moment, I swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, looked at the old ghost who was choked by my neck, and there was a hint of murder in my eyes.

Muttering in the mouth:

"Kill, kill, kill......"

As he spoke, he had already put down the Qiankun bag in his hand.

With one hand, he grabbed the peachwood sword next to him.

And the old ghost looked at Wu Jing out of the corner of his eyes, full of fear.

The whole body is also trembling, and a straw slag is dropped from time to time.

"You, how dare you!"

The old ghost of the Qing Dynasty opened his mouth with great difficulty, wanting to threaten Wu Jing.

When Wu Jing heard this, he was frightened again.

But Lao Mo patted him on the shoulder;

"Don't be afraid, this guy can't hurt you!

If you think about it, he made you die for ten years.

Ten years, that's ten years of life.

If you don't kill him, you'll be completely gone in ten years......"

Wu Jing took a sharp breath, and his eyes became a little firmer.

Gritted his teeth and said:

"Fuck, I just dare!"

Wu Jing shouted to cheer himself up.

Gripping the peachwood sword in his hand, he stabbed the old ghost with a sword.

The old ghost was restrained by my neck, and there was no power to resist at this moment.

I could only watch Wu Jing stab with a sword.

A shout of "uh-uh-uh" in his mouth.

With a "hiss", the peachwood sword in Wu Jing's hand directly pierced the stomach of the old ghost Pu Sui.

"Ah......h

The old ghost screamed miserably, his face painful.

The face full of straw began to twist and deform, and the body trembled violently.

The straw on his body also began to loosen and fall.

Lao Mo continued to shout beside him:

"Don't stop, stab him twice.

For the sake of light, for the sake of justice.

For your life......"

Wu Jing's eyes were red, and a stream of blood surged upward, and he went up to his head.

Clenched the peachwood sword and shouted:

"Die, die, die......"

"Boom" several swords in a row, all of which stabbed the old ghost in the stomach.

With each sword, the old ghost's body would tremble violently, and then a burst of gloomy black aura would be emitted.

The pain and wail of "uh-uh-uh" in his mouth, but there was nothing he could do, he couldn't struggle.

When the last sword is stabbed.

I grabbed the old ghost by the neck, and my body exploded with a "bang".

For a time, the sky was full of broken straw.

This old ghost loved Xinjueluo Pusui, and finally died in the hands of Wu Jing.

The two of us have not broken our promises.

also deceived him of two people, Yuanyang Shoudan.

Lao Mo and I looked at the old ghost who was scattered, and looked very calm.

There was not much sense of accomplishment, nor much joy or excitement.

It may be that I have seen too much and experienced too much.

Just a little lighter, I clapped my hands nonchalantly.

Lao Mo looked at Wu Jing, who was panting:

"Alright, the righteous verdict is over, and you have done a good job."

When Wu Jing heard this, he was like a deflated ball.

The whole person wilted, and sat on the ground with his ass.

Lao Mo took out a pack of cigarettes and handed me and Wu Jing on the ground.

Wu Jing gasped, although he didn't speak, he took out the lighter and lit it five or six times, but it couldn't catch fire.

Because his body trembled too much, he was still in panic, and he couldn't calm down.

For ordinary people, killing a ghost for the first time may not feel too good.

I lit it for him and comforted him:

"Don't be psychologically burdened.

Killing these things is no different from killing chickens.

If you add merit to yourself, you will be blessed. ”

Wu Jing nodded and didn't speak.

At this time, Lao Mo took out the two Yuanyang Shou Pills:

"Old Qin, look at this thing!"

I took the two pills in my mouth and looked at them in my hand.

It was very fragrant, but at this time, it did not activate the Jushou inscription on the purple bone vine.

After a few glances, he handed it to Lao Mo:

"Seal it up with a charm, this thing may not be as good as the old ghost said.

I don't know what other side effects there are.

When I go back, I'll show my uncle. ”

Lao Mo said "um".

Use a charm to collect the good person Yuanyang Shoudan.

After smoking, they went downstairs together......