The scene can be said to be silent, even death-like.

Whether it was the three teammates of the bald strong monk, or the villagers led by the white-bearded old man village chief, they were all dumbfounded.

They watched as this little girl, who looked weak and boneless, pressed a tall and strong man with tendons and flesh all over her body to the ground with one hand.

pressed into the ground, this is not a description, but, Su Yumo dodged, and came to the bald strong man's monk, stretched out his right hand, pressed on the bald man's smooth bald head, and smashed his head to the ground with a force he couldn't resist at all, and even directly let his head sink into the ground.

After pressing the bald man's bald head into the ground, Su Yumo stood up and stepped on his head with his right foot, making him unable to move.

Su Yumo's right foot stepped on the bald head of the bald monk, and then turned around and looked at the three teammates of the bald monk, with an indifferent expression.

The three teammates of the bald strong man monk subconsciously wanted to come up to help when they saw the bald strong man monk being defeated by a little girl's move, and even lost his ability to fight.

But when they saw Su Yumo turning his head to stare at him with an indifferent expression, he swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and even stopped in unison.

The bald monk was carried away by victory and anger, and when he faced the little girl in front of him, he didn't react for a while, and he thought she was a weak chicken.

But they didn't.

After seeing this girl in a school uniform, who looked like a very beautiful high school girl, defeated the bald monk with one move, they knew that the strength of the other party was far above their own.

Thinking of the "master of my family" that this little girl just said, they are not fools, so they can naturally know that this little girl is not a human being at all, but a ghost servant.

Glancing at the sun high above, and then at the ghost girl with a cold face, but not affected by the sun in the slightest, a word jumped out of the hearts of the three people: ghost general!

Only ghosts above the level of ghost generals can dissipate their own ghost energy around them and resist the sunlight for themselves, and only ghosts above the level of ghosts can move freely under the sun without being affected.

Realizing that the little girl in front of her, who looked weak, was actually a ghost at the level of a ghost general, the three teammates of the bald strong monk couldn't help but look at the body of the bald strong monk whose head was buried in the soil.

There was a look of pity in their eyes.

A ghost general-level ghost servant, except for the big orange who was bluntly said by Wanzhu and couldn't deal with it, who else can have the spiritual apostles who came in this time?

And the ghost servants have all appeared here, which shows that the main lord of the big orange is not far from here, maybe, he can hear the words of the bald strong monk just now.

As soon as he thought of what the bald monk said just now, his three teammates couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for him.

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The white-bearded old man village chief, when he saw the bald-headed strong monk rushing towards him, his heart was about to beat to his throat.

When he saw that the girl in front of him, who was not favored by himself, actually pressed the bald strong man into the ground with one move, he felt that his three views had been subverted.

Although the three views of the village chief of the white-bearded old man have been subverted, he has been the head of a village for so many years, and he can be regarded as having experienced strong winds and waves, and he quickly adjusted his mentality.

With a shy face, he walked up to Su Yumo, arched his hand towards Su Yumo, and said, "This ...... Woman! Thank you for helping our village and subduing this megalomaniacal! ”

"I don't know the woman's name, who she studied with, so that I can wait, so that I can know who the benefactor who saved me is!"

Su Yumo didn't even look at him, and she didn't have a good impression of this hypocritical old man who deducted for his master.

The white-bearded old man village chief, seeing that his sycophancy was useless, a trace of embarrassment flashed on his face, but he didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction, so he could only bow his body and just stand aside.

After a while, Wang Yu, Lu Ziyi and Nangong Lingxi walked out from among the villagers.

Wang Yu walked up to Su Yumo's side, and said to the body of a bald-headed strong monk whose head was buried in the soil: "Let this guy get up!" ”

The white-bearded old man on the side, the village chief, was immediately unhappy when he heard this.

He actually heard Su Yumo say "my master", but he didn't take it seriously, he simply thought that the little girl in front of him who was strong in martial arts, or rather, her master, saw that the road was uneven, and he drew a sword to help, and he couldn't see this arrogant person bullying these villagers in his own village.

I felt that I had a backer, the white-bearded old man village chief, and just wanted to say to Wang Yu with a fake tiger, "Who are you talking to?" ”

As a result, he saw that the little girl in front of him, whom he regarded as a savior, actually obediently removed her right foot that was stepping on the guy's head, and even heard that she replied respectfully: "Yes, master!" ”

He knew that this sturdy little girl was also the one who was the evil star!

The white-bearded old man village chief, who understood this, suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and sighed in his heart, fortunately, he didn't say what he said just now, otherwise, he would really die!

After Su Yumo removed his right foot from the bald man's head, he bent down, stretched out his hand, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up.

At this time, the bald strong monk, not only did his body and head collide with the ground, causing severe pain, but he was also instilled with ghost energy by Su Yumo.

As a result, not only was he in severe pain, but he also didn't need a little strength, so he could only be carried in his hands by Su Yumo like a dead dog.

Although the bald monk was in severe pain all over his body, and he had no strength, his consciousness still existed.

When he saw Da Tangerine and stood in front of him, he knew that the girl who had just subdued himself with one move was the ghost servant of this guy Da Tangerine.

He also deeply understood what Wanzhu meant, and understood the gap between himself and Da Tangerine.

The guy who only needs to drive the ghost servant and can kill himself in one move can actually provoke himself?

At the same time, in his mind, the "bold words" he had just said appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel like ashes.

Sure enough, Wang Yu saw the bald strong monk looking at him, and the first thing he said was: "You say I'm shit, say I'm a coward, say I'm worthy of a few handfuls, right?" ”

"Nope! No! No! I mean myself! I'm shit! I'm a coward! I'll have a few! At this moment, the bald monk's desire to survive reached its peak, and he shook his head frantically while pushing all the words he had just said on himself.

Even, he wanted to reach out and slap himself a few big mouths to win Wang Yu's sympathy and forgiveness, but unfortunately, his hand couldn't be lifted at all.

Wang Yu looked at the bald strong monk's eyes extremely indifferent, and after the other party finished arguing, he said lightly: "Actually, I'm a person, I don't care about what others say. ”

"After all, I've always felt that the mouth is on other people's faces, and I can't control what others want to say, and I can't control ......"

Hearing this, the bald strong monk breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and thought that this guy was kind-hearted, and he was able to choose to forgive himself regardless of his previous suspicions.

But what he never expected was that Wang Yu had only said half of what he had just said.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Wang Yu's eyes, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he said in an indifferent tone: "I don't care what others say about me, but the premise is, don't let me hear it!" ”

The eyes of the strong man monk widened suddenly, and dense beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his smooth head, just such a sentence made him feel that he had come from heaven to hell.

He heard the killing intent in the other party's mouth, and he knew that he was hitting the other party's gun!