[Skill card: 100% ghost P fork.]

Number of uses: 1/1

Casting Condition: As long as there are ghosts around the cardholder, it will automatically P fork, and it will only be triggered the next time you enter the dungeon. 】

I didn't draw a sample!

Wen Ning took a deep breath and struggled to smile under the scorching gaze of the two beside her, "It's a garbage, and it can only be used in the next copy." ”

Although they didn't see the content of the card, but seeing Wen Ning's appearance of wanting to knife but unable to slash, Zhang San and Li Manjue laughed sympathetically.

Wen Ning rolled her eyes, casually threw her clothes in front of the two and said, "Hurry up and change it!" ”

Li Manjue took the clothes and looked at them, and said with a straight face: "Sister Ning, I reasonably suspect that you are taking revenge on me." ”

The skirt in her hand was as thin as gauze, and although it was lined with a base, it was still exposed to Li Manjue, who was not even a swimsuit.

"Really?" Wen Ning was puzzled, "Isn't that one of Zhang San more exposed?" ”

Li Manjue turned his head and saw Zhang San, who had already been hiding behind the puppet and came out after changing.

Zhang San's posture was twisted, and he didn't know whether to cover his neckline or waist with his hands.

"Sister Ning, are all the men's clothes in Xinghua Town so revealing? Don't abide by male morality! ”

He didn't wear a gauze on his body, the waistless short top was still a bandeau model, and the sequins that hung down soaked into his skin with coldness.

Wen Ning spread her hands innocently, "I'm sorry, Zhang San, there are only women's clothes in these boxes, you can make do with them first." ”

Zhang San cried and turned to the door, "Why is it always me who is hurt?" ”

"San'er~ You are the only male among the three of us, and the greater the responsibility, the greater the sacrifice."

Wen Ning pulled Li Manjue's hair in a bun, glanced at Zhang San, who was drawing circles in front of the door, and comforted him loudly.

Zhang San was instantly moved and turned around to perform with tears streaming down his face, but he was smashed by his clothes, and as soon as he reached out to take off his clothes, he heard Wen Ning shout angrily.

"Zhang San, you turn me around!"

Zhang San raised his hands above his head, turned around obediently and heard the sound of rustling footsteps outside the door.

He turned around again and saw Wen Ning gesturing and telling him to make a move.

The door was pushed open, and two burly men entered.

Zhang Sanzheng kept a gesture of being OK, and Li Manjue clasped her hands in prayer.

Wen Ning didn't have time to stop, and in a hurry, she turned into the Statue of Liberty.

The movements of the three of them are very abrupt in the pile of dolls.

Wen Ning's hand was sore, and she moved a little as the puppet was removed, and then quickly returned to its original position.

When moving to Wenning, one of them spoke.

"It's weird, why is this doll for Lord Flowers a little heavy?"

"It's not, there's still a little temperature on my body, it should have just been done."

The other person piled Li Manjue into the box and replied, "Let's go, or the festival will start soon." ”

Wen Ning and the three of them were placed in a car loaded with paper figures, and they wandered to the town before they came, like monkeys being watched under the locust tree.

The people who came made vows and offered incense in front of the offering table, and when it was Li Shaokang's turn, he coughed lightly a few times and brushed the warm lemon hair with his hand.

He gazed at Wen Ning affectionately, and in the eyes of the people in the town, the two of them had a leg.

The people in the town made up seven or eight sadomasochistic plots, exchanged heads and ears with each other, and finally saw Li Shaokang pursing his lips and coughing up blood, and instantly understood.

"Master Li really understands righteousness!"

Li Shaokang only smiled, "May the flower god bless us." ”

"May the god of flowers bless us."

The sound sounded one after another, and Wen Ning's hand really couldn't support it.

This move was too abrupt, and the face of the unaware changed as abruptly as the insider.

Li Shaokang stretched out his hand and looked at Wen Ning in surprise, "You...... You ......"

"I ...... I...... I am fine! Wen Ning wrapped his hand with a smile on her face, and performed Sichuan Opera on the spot.

Listening to the sound of killing pigs, Li Shaokang stared at his fingers that were broken ninety degrees, and glared at Wen Ning with resentment.

"Alas, don't look at me like that, I'm embarrassed."

Wen Ning covered her face and waved her hand shyly, and then said, "Your mother didn't teach you not to point your finger at people." ”

On the other side, the unwitting townspeople burst into tears, and they knelt down on the ground and said, "The flower god has appeared!" The god of flowers has appeared! ”

The people of a town knelt in front of Wen Ning, not listening to prayers, which can be called a large-scale worship scene.

Frightened, Wen Ning took a small step back to show her awe.

"Master Li, it turns out that your love ...... qie "concubine."

Before the accent of this sentence fell, an embroidered shoe hit the speaker's face with unmistakable accuracy.

Wen Ning clapped her hands, ignoring Li Manjue's resentful eyes, and cleared her throat, "I'm sorry, I have no intention of occupying public resources, but I ask you to listen to everything you say next." ”

"First, I'm not a god of flowers."

"Second, I'm not interested in this old man, I don't believe in rumors, I don't spread rumors, I don't spread rumors, I don't spread rumors!!"

Before the words fell, there was green smoke all around.

The crowd that had been kneeling stopped and looked back, and the octagonal bells hanging on the red satin of the street made a crisp sound.

A group of girls dressed in red walked out of the green smoke, and with the sound of children laughing, the red sedan chair was gradually exposed to everyone's eyes.

The palanquin bearer shook his body and carried the sedan chair out in three steps forward and one step back, with a strange smile on their faces, and they smiled even more happily when their eyes touched the living.

Suddenly, a gust of wind skimmed over and lifted the sedan curtain, revealing the beautiful lower half of her face.

"The god of flowers arrives~"

The girl at the forefront of the line chanted and stepped back.

The sedan chair fell, and the green jade fingers lifted the red curtain, and the face hidden behind the red lotus was instantly exposed.

Everyone present let out one screamer after another.

"Weird~weird~"

The person who came was none other than Zhang Huilan.

She was not wearing a bright red wedding dress, nor was she wearing a goose-yellow flat-cut cheongsam before she died, but the clothes that Wen Ning had seen in the coffin last time.

The Xia embroidered with Luan Feng is draped on top of the red coat, and the gold hairpin on the head is dazzling.

She stared at Wen Ning's face, her gaze slowly moving up, her red lips slightly hooked.

"I seem to recognize you."

Wen Ling swallowed.

"White Moonlight Aura!"

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Wen Ning covered her beating heart, scared to death, and thought that Zhang Huilan was going to call out her name!

"I still remember that Li Chengming, that bastard, saved you!"

Zhang Huilan flashed in front of Wen Ning and lifted her chin.

"Say, what is your relationship with that scumbag!"

Wen Ning hurriedly swore: "It's okay, it's okay!" I swear! ”

As soon as the front foot was finished, Li Chengming ran out of the back foot and roared: "Zhang Huilan, you let her go and rush at me!" ”

Wen Ling was sweating.

"Huh?"

Zhang Huilan's sharp eyes swept over, and Wen Ning pounced on her thighs excitedly.

"Believe me! You really have to believe me! ”

She looked at Zhang Huilan with a red gaze, and scolded the white moonlight aura skill card in her heart.

"Heh~"

There was a murderous laugh that made Wen Ning feel bad.

Sharp claws struck her.