As soon as Ran Ran came down the mountain, she felt the money sword in her Qiankun bag "buzzing" and shaking.

Ran Ran paused and took out the money sword, only to see a golden light emanating from the money sword.

When the money sword shakes, there will be evil spirits or imps!

Seeing this, a pair of big round eyes flashed with excitement.

The chubby little hand held the money sword and raised it, and a bright yellow rune paper appeared between his fingers, and a blue flame ignited with a "click".

Immediately afterwards, I saw the money sword "boom", flew into the air, and headed in a specific direction in front of me.

Ran Ran immediately followed.

After a while, the money sword stopped in front of a ruined temple, and Ran Ran took it back with a wave of his hand.

Before he could get closer, he smelled a foul smell between his noses.

"It stinks!"

Ranran's fleshy little face wrinkled into a bun, pinching her little nose, and her eyes were full of disgust.

At this moment, a wisp of white luck floated from the air and went straight to the ruined temple.

Ranran's heart sank.

It's an evil god!

Someone manipulated the evil god to steal the luck!

It's disgusting!

As soon as the money sword in Ranran's hand was raised, a golden light flashed, and the wisp of "luck qi" that was about to go to the broken temple dissipated.

"Boom!"

There was a big roar from inside the ruined temple.

"Who!"

"Who is it?"

Immediately afterwards, I saw a tattered old Taoist holding his ass in one hand and a peachwood sword in the other.

Lao Dao saw a small milk dumpling standing at the door, and he was stunned.

A pair of old eyes looked around, and when they saw that there was no one, they once again fell their eyes back on the little milk dumpling.

"Little thing, where did you come from?"

Ran Ran held his head high, his small body stood straight, and a pair of big eyes looked at him with a bone, not to be outdone.

"Old thing, you dare to raise an evil god and steal people's luck!"

When the old Taoist priest heard this, a pair of cloudy old eyes immediately widened, and the peachwood sword in his hand pointed at Ranran, his face was hideous, full of ferocity, "Little thing, it's you who destroyed the poor Dao practice!?" ”

The little milk ball in front of him looks white and tender, and the little milk glimpse on his face has not faded, he looks like he is four years old at most, and he can't imagine that he can see through his spell and obstruct it!?

I don't know what it is!

Ran Ran was not afraid of the words of the old Taoist priest, and the little milk voice carried a hint of fierceness, "Old thing, hand over the evil god and surround your life!" ”

"Whew!"

The old Taoist priest sneered, "A good little milk doll doesn't drink milk at home, but she runs out to meddle in things!" Since it was sent to the door, Poor Dao didn't mind raising an extra ghost! ”

As he spoke, Lao Dao held a peachwood sword and came towards Ranran.

Ran Ran's mouth pouted, and her small body rolled to the side to avoid the attack of the old Taoist.

Immediately after that, I saw her little body flash, turned up, and kicked on the heart of the old Taoist priest.

"Bang!"

The old Taoist priest was kicked and flew away, and fell to the ground with a "bang", spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Ran Ran stood firmly on the ground, clapped her hands, raised her little head and stared at the old Taoist, and the little milk voice sounded crisply, "Old thing, do you want to hand over the evil god obediently, or do you want to be beaten?" ”

The old Taoist priest opened his eyes slightly, gritted his teeth and looked at the little milk ball in front of him, and slowly got up from the ground.

"Boom!"

The old Taoist priest spat out a mouthful of blood foam, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be shouting, his cloudy old eyes narrowed, and a fierce color flashed under his eyes.

"Little thing, since you want to find death yourself, don't blame Bendao for not sparing you!"

When the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he saw that he took out a piece of rune paper from between his fingers, closed his eyes, and began to recite words in his mouth.

Ranran pursed her lips, her little face bulged like a little pufferfish, her eyes rolled around, she took out a kettle from her pocket, and raised her head and took a few sips of water.

"Whew!"

At this time, a trace of fire appeared from the rune paper in the old Taoist priest's hand.

"Poof!"

Ran Ran sprayed a mouthful of water, spraying the water on the face of the old Taoist priest, and the fire on the rune paper in his hand was instantly extinguished.

The old Taoist priest shook his head, stood up and pointed at Ranran, "You...... You....... You ......"

"That's ...... But the three flavors are really hot! How did you...... Who are you! ”

"Hey~"

The little milk dumpling grinned, and opened her mouth in a milky voice, "It's Ran~"

After that, I saw the little milk dumpling with his little head on his back, staring at him with disgust, and pouted: "I'm all old, I have to talk about it for a long time to pinch a talisman, and I'm ashamed!" ”

"You!"

The old man was angry, snorted coldly, raised his hand and threw out a small paper figure.

I saw that the little paper figure was constantly changing and changing in front of me, and finally circled around Ranran.

The little milk dumpling pouted, and the little milk was a little disgusted with it, "The little illusion also wants to hurt me?" Look down on a four-year-old doll! ”

After the little milk dumpling finished speaking, he took out four coins from his pocket and placed them in the palm of his hand.

Then I saw her hold her breath and stamped lightly on the ground with her little short legs.

As she stomped down, the coin in her hand instantly reflected a golden light.

"Boom!"

The coins in the hands of the little milk dumplings were raised around, and with a "boom", the small paper figures around them instantly ignited, but after a while, they turned into ashes.

Without waiting for the old Taoist priest to come back to his senses, the little milk dumpling laughed twice, and as soon as the fleshy little hand was raised, a rune paper was infinitely enlarged in front of the old Taoist priest, and swept towards the old Taoist priest.

"Ahh

As soon as the rune paper touched the old Taoist's body, the old Taoist's body immediately ignited with blue flames.

"Save ...... Help me! ”

"Grandma, I was wrong, I was wrong......"

Watching the old Taoist priest jump up and down like a fire monkey, rolling on the ground, Ran Ran raised his head, put his fleshy little hand behind his back, and said fiercely with a small face, "What about the evil god?" Hand it over! ”

"No, there are no evil gods!"

Lao Dao rolled on the ground and said, "I just have a clone of an evil god, and this luck is also taken for others!" ”

The little milk dumpling wrinkled a bun face, walked into the broken temple with little short legs, and turned around with a pair of big round eyes, and picked up a purse with hair on the ground.

The hair was clearly the man's luck.

In addition, there is a small humanoid puppet on the ground, with the date of birth of one person pasted on the front side of the puppet, and the date of birth of another person pasted on the other side.

Seeing this, the little milk dumpling grinned, revealing two cute little tiger teeth.

I saw her chubby little finger on the back of the little puppet, and a black mist appeared on the little puppet, and then floated out of the door and flew into the sky.

At the same time, someone in Beijing suddenly felt a pain in his heart, like a pinprick in his mouth, and rolled on the ground holding his chest.