Yang Ning waved his hand and sprinkled a light in the sky, reflecting half of the sky.

This is seeing people off.

Now, the person is sent away.

Bang!

Zhong Wen fell to the ground weakly and closed his eyes peacefully.

Then, the red glow that suddenly appeared in the night slowly disappeared.

After that, Yang Ning looked at the person he was going to see off next.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what do you want?"

The distance between the two sides was not close, and there was a yin wind blowing, but Yang Ningyun's light and breezy voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of those foreign friends.

On the peak, there was a commotion among the crowd of Operation Deathsickle, surrounded by endless wraiths.

The fear of death haunted each of them.

A strong man from the Northern Islands of Europe shouted, "Hey! We made a mistake! ”

"The one who was going to do it to you just now is dead, and the rest don't want to do it with you, misunderstanding! Everything is a misunderstanding! ”

First of all, this strong man speaks the language of the European region.

Yang Ning didn't understand.

Of course, he can understand it if he wants to, but he has always been lazy.

Secondly, the words that the strong man said were so far away, through the whistling yin wind, he didn't have the ability to reach Yang Ning's ears, so he ......

Yang Ning could only be treated as a fart for him.

Seeing that there were only people farting on the mountain and no one talking to him, Yang Ning couldn't help but start thinking, how to send people away?

For a while, more than a hundred methods all emerged in Yang Ning's mind.

The number may not be huge, but each one is practical.

Just when Yang Ning was entangled, the rich smell of meat came from behind him.

A couple of imps have already cooked the first skewers of the night.

The soft and weak Shiwen ran over with two skewers of meat that were almost taller than her, and asked in a milky voice, "Do you want to eat first?" ”

Who can refuse a gentle little female ghost who chases and feeds like this?

Yang Ning nodded happily: "Okay!" ”

Seeing that Yang Ning went back to eat barbecue, the members of the Death Scythe on the mountain breathed a sigh of relief.

But all of them know that the security for now is only temporary.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the two highest-ranking people in the group, Harlan the Golden Knight and Tisnis the Punis.

Until then, Harlan had been thinking about countermeasures.

His gaze kept wandering back and forth between the huge dragon corpse in the Dragon Tomb Plains, the weeping Tula, and the pale golden skeleton of Long Yin.

Time passed quietly in Yang Ning eating skewers, Ruan Han duo gnawing on compressed dry food, and everyone trembling in the dead sickle.

Also, Natura was crying more and more bitterly.

Yang Ning, who was messing around, turned around and shouted: "Don't pretend!" I've been crying and chirping to give me psychological hints, wanting me to think that he is dead again? When I'm gone, he'll get up on his own? ”

"The routine I used ten years ago won't be used again this time, right?"

After Yang Ning finished speaking, Tula over there looked embarrassed and really didn't cry.

Gradually, nine o'clock in the evening.

Halloween is coming.

From this moment until the early hours of the next morning, this is when the ghost aura is at its strongest.

Yang Ning put down the barbecue skewers that had been cleaned in his hand, clapped his hands, and looked at the mountain.

This time, the Golden Knight Harun looked at him, and before Yang Ning could speak, Harun said first: "Let's survive today!" There are only three hours left! ”

The Golden Knight is stronger than the strong man just now, and has the ability to let Yang Ning hear his words.

Yang Ning cleared his throat and asked in a weird manner, "Crooked?" ”（Why？ Why? ）

Harun originally thought that Yang Ning would not hesitate to agree to him, after all, he was so strong......

Now that Yang Ning asked, a bad premonition suddenly rose in Harun's heart.

He hurriedly gestured to the others with his hand behind his back.

Everyone in Operation Deathsickle has begun to prepare secretly!

More than 200 people leaned against the cliff behind them to form a strong defensive line!

Harlan continued to delay with Yang Ning as much as possible: "We're just here to arrest you!" It's a capture, not a kill! ”

"It's to take you back to be investigated! If you don't have sin, you won't be punished! ”

Yang Ning scratched his head and asked, "If my guess is correct, you should have been notified on the way here, this mission will be very dangerous?" ”

Harlan quibbled, "People like us, every mission is dangerous!" ”

Yang Ning waved his hand, he picked up his fate book and flipped through it, and said, "I've always liked to follow fate, rather than do it casually. ”

"Because I don't feel like I can casually impose my personal will on irrelevant people."

"But if it's someone who is related to me, that's a different story."

Holding up the fate book, Yang Ning smiled at Harun and said, "And there are more than two hundred of you, each of whom is my destined person. ”

"If you don't have fate, either you haven't come, or you've already turned back halfway."

"Coincidentally, I also have more than 200 good karma here, so ......"

Yang Ning raised his head slightly, and said abruptly: "We, we always have to pay a small price for the fate we provoked, right?" ”

His gaze shifted from Harun to the resentful spirits that covered the mountains, "Tomorrow dawn you will all be gone, so now, indulge in rejoicing." ”

Speaking of this, Yang Ning's voice suddenly became cold: "Rushed them!" ”

"Roar!!"

In an instant, the resentful spirits all over the mountains were silent one second, and the next second they let out an extremely fierce ghost roar!

With a very strong urge to devour living beings, the resentful spirits rushed towards the defense line of the Death Scythe Operation Group!

At this moment, the fierce sea of resentful spirits turned into a huge wave, sweeping towards the cliff where the people of the Death Scythe were located!

The Golden Knight Harun took off the knight's great sword behind his back, stood on the mountain peak and glanced at Yang Ning, then turned to leave.

He walked up to the priests from Ailan and said, "Trouble the beautiful young ladies. ”

"Please, bless me."

The Grand Priest, who was at the head of the priest ranks, asked with a worried face, "Your Excellency the Golden Knight, what blessing do you need?" ”

Harun raised his head slightly, took a deep breath, and said, "Heaven save." ”

The archpriest's face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed, "You, have you decided?!" ”

"Although the salvation of heaven can really invite the messenger of heaven to help, but you, you are also ......"

"Miss Pastor, do we have any other choice?"

......

The four groups of the Special Management Bureau are stationed in Longjing.

A violent dragon roar sounded from the abyss-like locked dragon well!

Scared Li Bai, who was sitting on the edge of the well!

Beside him, Luo Han, who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyu Tai, said softly: "The ghost qi has almost accumulated, and the soul of the dead dragon is about to move. ”

His words startled Li Bai again.

almost made Li Bai jump into the locked dragon well.

Li Bai immediately lost his voice and said: "No, Team Leader Luohan, this, this?!" ”

Rohan glanced at him, "What do you want to ask?" I want to ask if this dragon soul is powerful? I'm telling you—"

Before he finished his words, Li Bai shook his head and said, "No, I want to ask ......"

"Team leader Luohan, can this dragon let the shopkeeper kill the third time?"

Rohan: "??? ”

"How are you so sure he can kill?"

Li Bai: "??? ”

"Team Leader Luohan, do you want to hear what you're talking about? Who are you questioning? ”

Rohan: "......"

......