The flying needle protruded, and the floating life was caught off guard.

She was flustered by Qin Liuxi's words, and the other party flew another needle into the ghost palace, and the strength can be said to be accurate to the scale, not light, not heavy, and three points into the needle, which made the floating lips tremble slightly, but it did not hurt the bones inside.

And as the silver needle entered the ghost palace, Fusheng's already pale face became more and more gray and colorless, and a qi rose from her side, surrounding her and not scattering, faint, like distant mountains and clouds, as if there was nothing.

Realizing that he had been plotted, he was furious.

"The stinky Taoist priest doesn't speak well."

What kind of polite person is not a person who shouts and kills, what is this called now?

There is no martial virtue at all.

Qin Liuxi smiled shallowly: "I'm really not the one who talks about shouting, fighting, shouting and killing." Just, the secret calculation is another one! ”

Fusheng was furious, his eyes were red, and his laughter was cold: "That's all you can do?" A silver needle wants me to raise a white flag and surrender? You dream! ”

"You really don't love Han'er."

"Presumptuous, Han'er is what you stinky Taoist can call, shut up!" Fusheng wanted to pull out the silver needle of the ghost palace, but when she touched her hand, she was numb as if she had been struck by lightning, and her soul was shaken.

Qin Liuxi said: "Fusheng, I don't insist on being your enemy, I have to kill you, I sympathize with your affairs, you died in vain, I express my condolences." But you should ask two women to pay tribute to it, and if you die, it's not enough for you to drag Xiao Qinghan in? ”

"I'm not going to die, we're going to get better forever, I've got her, she's got me, that's better."

Qin Liuxi snorted: "Don't be stupid and naïve, it's still the same sentence, how long has Xiao Qinghan not appeared, or is her soul still complete?" You withdraw from her body first, your bones have been recovered, I will let Xiao Tingshi find a treasure to bury you, Xiao Qinghan can also worship you in the future, and even give you a shrine, how about it? ”

"Hahaha......" Fusheng raised his head and laughed, his laughter was arrogant and sharp, with sarcasm, and said: "Since I can't fly with her, what is the use of this god position?" ”

Qin Liuxi looked at him coldly, lowered his eyes and sighed lightly: "Then you are going to force me to use force!" ”

You forced me.

Fusheng saw that she had another silver needle in her fingertips, and suddenly became nervous, took two steps back, her body trembled slightly, and the silver needle on her lips jumped even more, as if she wanted to break free from the restraints, she shouted inwardly: "You dare!" I'm self-judged! ”

With that, he put his hands around his neck.

At this pinch, she seemed to start struggling again, and said to herself: "No, no, Han'er come out quickly." ”

"Waste." Fusheng scolded viciously.

Qin Liuxi's eyes flashed, her figure flashed, and she pressed the acupuncture point on her arm with one hand, and her floating hand suddenly became sore, and the hand holding her throat was released, and the needle in Qin Liuxi's hand had already pierced into the ghost letter.

The needle was three points, and the floating body suddenly stopped shaking, but the anger made the whole body full of anger.

Bang bang bang.

The palace lantern was blown and swayed wildly in the wind and fell to the ground.

The small courtyard is like a ghost crying wolf.

Qin Liuxi was unmoved, and pinched the silver needle in her ghost heart, and the ghost road pierced into it, and the needle entered three points, like fire.

Immediately afterwards, a needle entered the ghost pillow by one inch, and a needle into the ghost bed by five minutes......

Fusheng screamed sharply.

Qin Liuxi pierced two needles in her abdomen through the thin clothes: "If you don't come out again, don't blame me for finishing all the thirteen stitches." ”

"Thirteen needles from the ghost gate, you actually can." Fusheng's face was already distorted and deformed, a pair of big eyes were red, glaring at her viciously, and her bruised face was covered with sweat, making it look more and more hideous.

Qin Liuxi raised a needle.

A burst of green smoke burst out, and floating life came out of Xiao Qinghan's body.

As soon as she came out, Xiao Qinghan fell down softly, Qin Liuxi hurriedly helped her, but Fusheng sneered, raised her hands, her lips moved, and the thick black aura rolled towards her, sandwiching invisible mental power, hitting Qin Liuxi's body.

Qin Liuxi let out a muffled snort, stunned, and with a wave of his hand, several talismans flew out of his sleeve and surrounded Fusheng in the middle.

She put Xiao Qinghan aside, glared at Fusheng, and said, "What the hell are you, you have Buddha power, aren't you Fusheng?" ”

Fusheng stood up and licked his lips with the tip of his tongue: "I am Fusheng." Why, this Buddha power makes you scared and jealous? ”

"I'm scared!" Qin Liuxi hooked a smile on his lips and hooked his fingers defiantly.

Fusheng was furious, rushed over, and spat out Buddhist scriptures on his lips: "...... If you don't cultivate, you practice, wait for the Buddha yourself, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground. Look at the boundlessness of my Dharma! ”

"You're big."

Qin Liuxi took out a few bucket talismans and thunder talismans from his sleeve and smashed them, catching fire and spontaneously combusting.

Crackling.

There was a scream of pain.

"Pretend to be the Buddha of Amitayus in front of me, and shave your head bald first, and then pretend." Qin Liuxi's fingers pinched, and a cluster of karmic fire ignited on his fingertips.

Fusheng was terrified.

Compared to the talisman on her body, the small cluster of fire frightened her even more.

"You, who are you?" Fusheng looked at the flame in fear.

Qin Liuxi finally showed fear when he saw her, looked at the karmic fire in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "You tell me what you are first, why do you have Buddha power?" If you are a floating life and have only been dead for more than a month, it is impossible for you to have such a big yin and evil aura as a new ghost, so what is your origin? Or what did you get? ”

Floating silence.

Seeing this, Qin Liuxi hit a few more talismans, burning and screaming.

"If you don't answer, the next one will be this fire."

Fusheng watched her approach, his eyes resentful.

Before her death, she was a drama that everyone spurned, because of her special voice and handsome appearance, she played the role of a man, she was obviously a female Jiao'e, but the world wanted her to be a son.

Even Xiao Qinghan fell in love with her because of her horns, and let her dress up as a man, why?

There are also Xiao Tingshi and these people, they are just some sanctimonious Sven scum, with a dirty heart and a high face, it was Xiao Qinghan who provoked her first, but Xiao Tingshi blamed her for all the faults.

As an official, Jin is honorable and noble, and the life of the drama is not worth mentioning, they want her to die, and they hate her for singing and hooking Xiao Qinghan, first destroying her throat with poison, then ruining her face, and finally strangling, abandoning the corpse and mass grave.

was not respected in life, and after death, her body was exposed to the wilderness and was eaten by wild dogs, this is her floating life.

She hates it!

Resentment swept through his body and mind in an instant, his eyes became blood-red, his originally handsome face began to distort, turning into the appearance of death, both cheeks were burned by Luo Tie, and pus and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

She raised her head unwillingly and howled bitterly, the green silk was flying, and the yin qi was scurrying around, wanting to jump out of the small courtyard, but she was blocked by the talisman that Qin Liuxi had buried earlier.

Qin Liuxi's eyes sharpened, this is the posture of a ghost who wants to become a powerful ghost!

As soon as she raised her hand, the karmic fire was about to bounce towards Fusheng's body, but the hem of her clothes at her feet was grabbed.

"Don't hurt her."

(End of chapter)