Su Fuqing raised his head and saw an unexpected person-

Cheng Daya.

How did she end up here?

It's over, this little girl won't come to her for revenge, will she?

She didn't do anything, and helped Liu Juan deliver the baby.

Su Fuqing was a little flustered.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Daya squatted down, put the glass beads in her palm, and said, "You two have worked hard, so leave it to me next." ”

What do you mean?

Su Fuqing's eyes widened, and he suddenly had an outrageous guess.

"You...... You're ......" she spoke a little uncomfortably.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Murong Qingzhu and I am a player." Cheng Daya, no, Murong Qingzhu said.

[I heard you right, Cheng Daya is a player?] ]

[What, is she a player?] ]

[The last player was here.] ]

[Cheng Daya is actually a player, and my CPU is going to be burned.] ]

[I don't see it at all.] ]

[Who would have guessed, this is the real actress.] ]

[Su Fuqing can't compare.] ]

[Don't you think it's a little weird?] The other players have all become fifteen or sixteen years old, and only Murong Qingzhu has become so small. ]

[And she can also have direct access to Liu Juan, which feels so unfair.] ]

[It doesn't feel that simple.] ]

[……]

The player who had never shown up had been under their noses.

It's so hidden.

What is Du Xinghua, it is this one who really reaps the benefits of the fisherman.

Su Fuqing was about to be laughed at.

This feeling of being almost taken advantage of is really unpleasant.

Murong Qingzhu yes, she remembered.

Su Fuqing crushed the glass beads, as if he was about to crush someone.

Murong Qingzhu, who had just walked over, suddenly felt a chill behind him.

Although the healing props can't heal all of Su Fuqing's injuries at once, they can at least make her stand up.

Taking advantage of the last few tens of seconds of the Streamer Feather's use, she stumbled to the place where the bag had been dropped, picked it up, and then quickly opened it to take a look.

Fortunately, everything was there, and it wasn't broken.

Su Fuqing used another healing prop for himself, and his body finally didn't hurt so much.

At this time, she missed Qiao Ningze very much.

The nurse is fragrant.

Another copy was sneezing Qiao Ningze, who was treating his teammates.

Which fan is thinking about him?

Su Fuqing's injury is better, but there is still Ai Xiaonian next to him who has not moved for half a day.

It shouldn't be cold, right?

Su Fuqing walked over and found that Ai Xiaonian had his eyes closed, and hurriedly stretched out his fingers and nervously probed his nose.

Fortunately, there is breathing, not cold.

It's just fainting.

Su Fuqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, there is an uphill battle to be fought.

That side has changed from the original white-clothed female ghost and mountain god 1V1 to a group fight.

Of course, the target of the group beating was the mountain god.

The mountain god turned into a Jiao, and fought with the white-clothed female ghost who threw the white silk.

The remaining female ghosts were eyeing the mountain god from time to time.

So the huge body of the mountain god has become bloody.

Soon, Murong Qingzhu's small figure also joined in.

Su Fuqing did not intervene for the time being.

She has worked hard for so long, and it is time for this Miss Murong to work hard.

However, Su Fuqing was not just watching the play from the sidelines, she found that the power of the female ghost in white and other female ghosts was getting stronger, but the power of the mountain god was weakening.

After being beaten by the group, the mountain god gradually gained the upper hand.

After observing for a while, she also found that the white-clothed female ghost and the mountain god's power were the most closely connected.

The mountain god's attitude towards the female ghost in white is also intriguing, and it seems that he can't bear to hurt her.

Su Fuqing had already roughly guessed the identity of the female ghost in white.

The other female ghosts are weaker, and they feel that their souls are incomplete, so they should be the girls who have been sacrificed all these years.

And the ghost of the woman in white is powerful, and she has an inexplicable relationship with the mountain god, which should be the daughter of the village chief at that time who married the mountain god a hundred years ago.

[This ghost is so strong.] ]

[I feel like the mountain god can't be beaten.] ]

[Wuhu, that's great.] ]

[Is the white-clothed female ghost the daughter of the village chief who married the mountain god.] ]

[I have a good chance of it.] ]

[Didn't you notice that when the mountain god became weaker, she became stronger?] ]

[Knock the mountain god down.] ]

[……]

In the end, the female ghost in white threw out countless white silk to wrap around the mountain god's body, making him unable to move.

She said, "Your demon pill is in my hands, and you can't beat me." ”

"I miscalculated." The mountain god said in a trance.

The demon pill is the treasure that carries the core power of the monster.

After the vitality was seriously injured, he put his demon pill in the stone statue, and while accepting the faith of the villagers of Quanlong Village, he devoured the sacrifices to absorb the power, and recovered quite quickly.

What I didn't expect was that she would hide in the stone statue to recuperate, and she hid for more than fifty years, and she also took the opportunity to get his demon pill.

Once again, he was defeated by her.

"This time, you must take your dog's life." The female ghost in white tightened all the white ayas.

The mountain god writhed and struggled.

Suddenly, he turned back into human form, and the next second he disappeared in place

Su Fuqing's heart jumped, and he instinctively took a step back, dodging the fatal blow of the mountain god.

The mountain god's target is actually her!

is dying, how unlucky is she again.

[The mountain god is too much, why did he catch Su Fuqing and bully him again.] ]

[Big bad guy.] ]

[What are the mountain gods doing, give me a retreat!] ]

[My poor baby Su is not healed yet.] ]

[The mountain god is sick.] ]

[……]

Fortunately, the mountain god has become weaker, and Su Fuqing is not controlled by him, so he can pick up arms and fight back.

She slapped the scissors on the mountain god's face.

The mountain god was not angry but laughed: "The temper is really big." Don't be afraid, I won't let you hurt. ”

Neurotic.

Su Fuqing scolded.

Seeing that those who were in the way were about to come, the mountain god moved again.

As long as he kills Su Fuqing, the last sacrifice, he will be able to replenish part of his strength and fight back.

Originally, he was a little reluctant, but now for the sake of his own life, he can only wronged her.

It's a big deal to leave her a little soul in the end, raise it slowly, and she will always come back.

The mountain god felt that he was still weird.

If those sacrifices before hadn't been secretly saved by the female ghost in white every time, they would have been absorbed by him a long time ago.

Su Fuqing still hasn't beaten the mountain god.

Reinforcements arrived soon, though.

A group of female ghosts protected Su Fuqing behind them, and the female ghosts in white and Murong Qingzhu teamed up to deal with the mountain god.

"I'm fine." Su Fuqing couldn't swallow the anger of being beaten by the mountain god three times and twice, picked up the big scissors and rushed up again.

If she can't fight alone, she will join the group fight, and she must teach this snake a lesson today.

More white silk was thrown out of the sleeves of the white-clothed female ghost, all of which were wrapped around the mountain god, almost tying him into a mummy.

Su Fuqing and Murong Qingzhu were next to mend the knife.