Chapter 918: Psychic Summoning (21)
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Shang Jing wanted to stop Chu Zheng, but she didn't want Chu Zheng to pass her directly.
Shang Jing barely saw Chu Zheng's movements, and when she turned her head, she was already close to Maotian, who was the ghost.
Maotian was about to return to the villa.
His ankle suddenly cooled, and then his body fell down.
In the dim light, Mao Tian saw a figure leaping up.
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Chi Jing jumped down from the third-floor windowsill and landed lightly on the ground.
Wearing the suit that Chu Zheng bought for him, he has a narrow waist and long legs, a long jade stand, and his aura is self-contained.
Like a king in the night.
A light smile was drawn on Chi Jing's handsome face, and his voice was clear and clear: "It's so noisy." β
At this time, on the grass of the villa, Chu Zheng stepped on Maotian like a bandit.
Shang Jing was lying not far away, staring at Chu Zheng with fierce eyes.
Chu Zheng followed the voice and looked at Chi Jing, who smiled at her: "Little girl, why are you here?" β
Chu Zheng kicked Mao Tian and replied calmly: "Passing by." β
"Oh?"
Chi Jing dragged out his voice, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly.
Passing by the Dai family villa in the middle of the night, who would believe it.
Chi Jing stepped on the grass and walked to Chu Zheng.
His gaze swept over Maotian on the ground, leaned down to Chu Zheng's ear and said, "How dangerous, leave it to me." β
A cold breath swept through my ears.
Chu Zheng looked sideways and looked at Chi Jing's flawless side face: "Can you do it?" β
"The little girl doubts me?"
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I'm not suspicious of you, weak chicken.
I don't believe it at all.
I'd better kill this male ghost first!
The first kite was forced under his feet, and the silver thread was wrapped tightly around Maotian.
Mao Tianbiao was in pain, and he opened his mouth to scold something, but not a single syllable came out.
In the next second, Maotian's shadow began to crumble.
"Noβ"
Shang Jing's screams rang out along with the sound of the king's horn.
Chu Zheng: "......" has a dirty word to say.
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"The little girl doubts me?"
As soon as the picture turned, the words of Chi Jing happened to ring in Chu Zheng's ears.
"Don't dare." Chu Zheng took a few steps back and motioned for Chi Jing to come by himself.
This guy is also a major character.
You can't just do it.
Rewind Rewind ......
Chi Jing inexplicably felt the fierce aura emanating from the first kite.
When she dealt with Maotian just now, she didn't feel this way.
Maotian was let go of the first kite and was slowly getting up.
"Who the hell are you?" He looked at Hatsukoto.
"Ordinary people."
I'm just an ordinary student.
It's just that you can see ghosts.
Maotian smiled deeply: "Ordinary people? How can you be an ordinary person, you are angry, you are definitely not an ordinary person! β
Can ordinary people beat him?
Can there be such a heavy gas?
That gas...... What a human being!!
Chu Zheng's tone was cold, without ups and downs: "If you don't believe me, I can't help it." β
"Shouldn't you look at me?"
Chi Jing was dissatisfied with Maotian's attention on Chu Zheng and reminded him faintly.
A black mist filled the air.
Hatsukite retreated to the side of the villa wall and gave way to the battlefield.
The good guy card grows up and has to learn to fight on his own.
"Brother."
The first kite raised its head.
Jiang Yunluo leaned on the wall and waved at her.
Jiang Yunluo moved this way, and asked her excitedly, "Are you really not a Heavenly Master?" β
Chu Zheng said with an indifferent face: "No." β
Jiang Yunluo didn't believe it: "Then how did you win that ghost just now?" β
Chu Zheng did not change his color and boasted: "I am amazing." β
Jiang Yunluo raised his eyebrows and didn't ask again, but looked inside.
The black fog was too wide, and only two afterimages could be vaguely seen fighting in the black fog.
That Maotian, Chu Zheng didn't know that he was a ghost for hundreds of years.
But Chi Jing is in a blackened state, and his strength should not be weak.
The two ghosts fought each other, but they couldn't immediately tell the winner.
You come and go, and no one has completely gained the upper hand.
Jiang Yunluo jumped in from outside the wall and stood in the corner with Chu Zheng to watch.
"Brother, who do you think can win?"
"Pool mirror."
"Not necessarily." Jiang Yunluo propped his chin.
Chu Zheng looked sideways: "You know Chi Jing." β
Jiang Yunluo blinked: "Do I know each other?" β
Chu Zheng looked at him and didn't speak.
Jiang Yunluo scratched his head and laughed dryly: "It's an acquaintance, it's a ghost, you have to investigate." β
"What about the other one?"
Jiang Yunluo shook his head: "I don't know." β
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Chu Zheng looked at him: "What are you doing?" β
Jiang Yunluo was holding his mobile phone and was filming over there, and when he heard the words, he said strangely: "Live broadcast." It's hard to see two ghosts fighting. β
"......" is veryγRare?
Chu Zheng saw the live broadcast on his mobile phone, and he also saw someone shouting and betting on the barrage, guessing who could win.
The prefix is a certain real person, a certain heavenly master, a certain mountain......
Are you Heavenly Masters so unprofessional?!
Chu Zheng silently moved some away.
What a bunch of sand sculptures are these.
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In the thick fog.
Maotian couldn't support it anymore, and he underestimated the strength of this powerful ghost.
Chi Jing flashed to Maotian's side: "Where are you looking?" β
Mao Tian was startled and slammed into the side.
It's a pity that the attack missed.
A sudden chill in my back brought a sense of crisis to my heart.
"It's just a two-hundred-year-old ghost, and you dare to come to me, you are still bold." The smiling voice seemed to come from all directions, and it was impossible to distinguish the direction.
"You're not more than a hundred years old." Maotian gritted his teeth.
The man chuckled: "I'm really sorry to misunderstand you." β
Chi Jing's shadow suddenly appeared in front of Maotian, Maotian was startled, and it was too late to react.
The body flew out violently.
The fog lifted, and Maotian fell on the lawn.
Maotian rolled around on the ground, turned into a black shadow, and went straight to Shang Jing.
Shang Jing's original worried expression changed, and she quickly ran towards the wall, climbed over the wall very quickly, and disappeared.
The black fog gradually dissipated.
The pool mirror in the center of the black fog slowly revealed.
He stood up straight, and Zhou was still surrounded by a thin black mist, which was treacherous.
In the next second, the tall body shook and fell straight to the ground.
Chu Zheng was stunned, and only after Chi Jing fell down, did he walk over.
"Chi Jing, how do you ......?"
Chu Zheng's wrist was grabbed by him, and the man looked up at her, and there was no wave in his dark eyes.
"Little girl, suck it for me."
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Am I Want Want sucking ice?
Suck in the energy all day!
I grass!
Why is the weak and helpless little poor so unlucky!
Hatsukoto clenched his fist and released.
Good guy card.
It's mine.
Your own good person card, kneeling should also be petted.
Hatsukoto calmed himself down for a moment and will help him up.
The man's pale fingers, climbing on the shoulders of the first kite, his handsome face, approaching slowly, a pair of eyes deep and dark.
His lips were still cold.
But it was very soft, and the hand that the man put on her shoulder tightened slightly.
Seeing that he didn't object, Chu Zheng began to be unscrupulous.
Chi Jing pushed away the first kite, with a little smile: "Okay, you should faint again in a while." β
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