"Tuk, tuk, tuk. ”

"Tuk, tuk, tuk. ”

The knock on the door still reverberated rhythmically in the night, the cold wind ruffled the treetops, and the snow fell one after another.

Ning Wuchai narrowed his eyes slightly, but his smile was slightly cold: "Do you remember when I first came to the door, you asked me if I was a human or a ghost?"

Mrs. Wang's face was pale, and she was so anxious that she burst into tears: "Naturally, I remember, I was going to be frightened at that time, so when I heard that it was the immortal master of Gui'er Shimen, I didn't think too much about it, I just felt that I had grasped a life-saving straw, is there a problem with this?"

"It's a big problem. ”

Ning Wuchai smiled disdainfully and asked, "Will the criminal admit that he is a criminal, will the bad guy admit that he is a bad person, and will the scumbag admit that he is a scumbag?"

Looking at Mrs. Wang's tears that gradually stopped, Ning Wuchai said word by word: "Because you know, you are the only real ghost, and I am a living person." ”

The cold moon is like a hook, and there is silence in all directions.

Madame Wang lowered her head, the brim of her cloak covered her face, and she sobbed softly: "Why does the immortal master doubt me so much, I am indeed acting without consideration, but it is not as the immortal master said......"

"Still not dead?"

Hearing Mrs. Wang's voice, Ning Wuchai sneered and continued to mock: "From the moment I entered the door, you began to perform poorly, and even when I made a non-rigorous guess, you also beat the snake and immediately echoed it, for fear that I would think elsewhere." ”

"And when I asked for lunch, you quickly made a table of dishes, but you may not have noticed that Wang Yuanwai and Mrs. Wang have known each other since childhood, and their family backgrounds are right, but a lady like Mrs. Wang rarely cooks, and her hands do not leave calluses left by often holding knives to cook. ”

"That's why the kitchenware in the kitchen is so mismatched with you, because this is what the chefs of the Wang family used to use before. ”

Looking at the faint sigh, slowly raising her head, her face was already calm Mrs. Wang, Ning Wuchai took a deep breath: "Do you want me to continue, although you know that Wang Fugui is Mrs. Wang's child, but you don't play the role of a biological mother, and your worries are only a little perfunctory." Although you know that the royal mansion has a town house wooden sword, but you don't know that the sword was not given by the master, but the original town house wooden sword of the Wang family, and the master only carved a talisman on it. You're ...... though."

"Enough!"

Mrs. Wang looked at Ning Wuchai calmly, and said in a deep voice: "I never thought of harming him......"

"Then how could Wang Yuanwai be unconscious?"

"That's ......"

"That's a soul out of the body!"

Ning Wuchai pressed the sword and slowly unsheathed it, stared at Mrs. Wang tightly, and said coldly: "The ghost who slammed the door was never outside the door, but inside the door!

Mrs. Wang's face suddenly became ugly, and she stared at Ning Wuchai tightly, clenching her palms and unable to speak for a long time.

"Stealing mortal bodies, mustard human lives, should be beheaded!"

Seeing that Mrs. Wang was silent for a long time, Ning Wuchai shouted violently, the thunder in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath, and the aura in his body surged to his arm like a rushing electric current, stirring up a dense electric light half an inch high on the frosty blade, illuminating Ning Wuchai's face!

The long hair fluttered wildly, and almost instantly, Ning Wuchai's figure turned into a purple lightning, and the arbitrarily jumping arc pierced through the snow!

Mrs. Wang's color changed instantly, her snow-white cloak was spread out, and the whole person retreated like a ghost, and shouted in horror: "Are you crazy?! This woman is still alive, do you want to kill her together?!"

The aura was entangled throughout the meridians, and Ning Wuchai's slightly opened eyes seemed to have electric light leaping through, and the sword blade was lightly raised, and two words were indifferently spit out from his mouth: "Sting!"

Before the Heavenly Gate, the monk's aura could only operate around the body, which was used to bless the magic weapon, and it was impossible to use the divine channel method out of thin air.

This set of falling thunder swordsmanship is divided into five styles, and he began to practice hard from the time he first felt it, and he was extremely skilled in starting with his start-up sting!

As soon as the words fell, Ning Wuchai's figure disappeared in the snow, and with a sword roar like thunder, the sword blade flashing with dazzling electric light was reflected in Madam Wang's suddenly constricted pupils!

"Boom!"

Air concussions!

The snow on the ground was lifted into the air!

With a loud bang, half of the wall was smashed by a sword, and the broken stones and broken trees were thrown and rolled down, and Mrs. Wang soared towards the roof at an extremely fast speed, and her figure was embarrassed: "Stop! You don't understand anything at all! I didn't think about it......"

However, before Mrs. Wang could finish speaking, a coquettish voice came from behind her: "Hurry!"

Yu Qingmei's green clothes fluttered, pinching the magic trick in her hand, and smiling proudly.

Sneak attack!

The green jade gourd that turned into the size of a human head smashed Mrs. Wang's back, and the talisman condensed by cyan lan smoke flashed away on the green jade gourd, smashing ripples in the air!

Immediately afterwards, a slightly illusory-looking figure was suddenly blasted out of Mrs. Wang's body, and her figure smashed into the courtyard in embarrassment.

However, before Ning Wuchai could slash out the third sword, almost the moment it landed, the white-clothed fluttering figure bounced up.

Peach blossom-like eyes glanced at Ning Wuchai deeply, and then like a piece of jade that floated with the wind, he quickly rushed out of the palace with a faint black aura on his body.

When I turned around, I saw the senior sister stepping on the wind snake and falling from the sky with Mrs. Wang in her arms.

Ning Wuchai no longer hesitated, the small lightning under his feet surged, and the whole person rose up, knocked the thunder lightly with one hand, and hurriedly chased in the direction where the female ghost fled.

Mrs. Wang needs to be properly placed, and the souls outside the king also need to be contained first, which is very important.

But what is more important now is to find the person behind this female ghost!

As for other things.

Of course, it was handed over to Yu Qingmei.

Anyway, Yu Qingmei is a Tianmen cultivator, she can fly with a royal weapon, and she is a wind spirit root known for her speed, even if she takes some time to arrange the Wang Yuanwai couple, it is not a matter of minutes to catch up with him?

Ning Wuchai thought about it while running along the street, following the figure of the female ghost who had escaped, and soon left the county seat.

I don't know how many miles I ran out, the lights of the county town behind me seemed to be engulfed in the night, and a dilapidated temple appeared in front of Huo Ran, but the figure of the female ghost had disappeared.

Ning Wuchai slowly stopped and looked around.

By the moonlight, the full view of the temple was barely recognizable.

The ruins and tiles, the ruins and desolations, the collapsed beams and broken walls around the house can be seen everywhere, and the snow is buried on them, piled up in a thick layer, and I don't know how long it has been abandoned.

Obviously, the female ghost must have escaped to this wild temple.

Thinking of this, Ning Wuchai stepped on the broken stone steps without hesitation, looked up at the three words Hongruo Temple engraved in red paint on the lintel of the temple, and immediately called out to the good guy: "Good guy, this is to play with me and talk about fasting......