Day Tour!

The illusion dissipated, and when he saw the blue-clothed female ghost hanging barefoot, Ning Wuchai's pupils suddenly contracted, but before he could react, there was a loud wind in his ears, and in a blink of an eye, he had been tied into a rice dumpling with rattan.

"What a handsome little Langjun~"

The blue-clothed female ghost had a delicate voice, stretched out her hand and gently brushed Ning Wuchai's cheeks, her deep eyes were full of demonic red light, and she smiled lightly: "It's a pity to kill it like this." ”

Ning Wuchai was solidly tied into zongzi, and the noisy thunder sword didn't know where to throw it, and he was suddenly a little dumbfounded.

First Feeling, Linghai, Yuqiao, Tianmen......

The Terran monks are divided into nine realms, and the cultivation realm of ghosts is also divided into nine realms, and they correspond to the cultivation realm of the Terran monks.

The wandering spirit corresponds to the first feeling, the little ghost corresponds to the spiritual sea, the night tour corresponds to the jade bridge, and the day tour ......

It corresponds to the Gate of Heaven!

The royal object condenses, calls the wind and rain, and can condense into a yin body like a physical body, and can walk freely like an ordinary person during the day.

There is a day wandering ghost hidden in this wild temple that has been abandoned for an unknown amount of time!

And it's so close to Kuishan!

Is the old man in charge blind?!

What a day wanderer!

Such a big day-wandering ghost!

This can be rectified, and I'm embarrassed to say that I am Tianqing?!

After struggling twice hard, and finding that he couldn't break free of these rattans at all, Ning Wuchai couldn't help but sigh and looked at the female ghost in blue with a playful face.

The old man in charge misunderstood me......

I thought it was a game of abusing vegetables, but I could push it all the way down and be arrogant, who knew that this could overturn!

The female ghost in blue looked playful, and when she saw that Ning Wuchai was no longer struggling, she suddenly chuckled like a silver bell, reached out and stroked Ning Wuchai's cheek, and said with a look of fascination: "What are you doing so hard, Xiao Langjun, don't worry, my sister won't kill you directly, and you will thank your sister for making you flutter later~"

Stoned?!

And this kind of good thing?!

Ning Wuchai's eyes suddenly lit up, his heart was settled, and he showed a bright smile at the blue-clothed female ghost: "Beautiful sister, why don't you put me down first, are you so powerful that you are afraid that I will escape?" ”

"Giggle......

The blue-clothed female ghost suddenly laughed and trembled, her cold fingers gently slid over Ning Wuchai's lips, and she said with silky eyes: "Flim Tongue, then I'll cut your tongue first, I can't wait to taste what your tongue tastes like." ”

Cut your tongue?!

Ning Wuchai was suddenly shocked, and asked in a dry voice, "Beautiful sister, isn't it fluttering like a fairy?"

"It's fluttering, yes. ”

The woman in blue smiled faintly, reached out and took off the blue clothes on her body, revealing a disgusting body instead of a bumpy and graceful ketone body.

Dense wounds rolled, black blood thickened.

Except for the head, hands and feet, the whole person looked like a lump of rotten flesh in the rest of the body, the small wounds were densely intertwined like fishing nets, and the large wounds were hideous and terrifying, and even the rotten organs inside could be seen still wriggling.

Seeing that Ning Wuchai looked like she wanted to vomit, but the female ghost in blue looked intoxicated, reaching out to hold her cheek, laughing excitedly and weirdly: "Watching yourself being cut off by a knife, is there anything more fluttering in this world?!"

Fluttering like a ghost!

Ning Wuchai retched for a while, and couldn't help but scold: "Fuck you mua's ugly bastard!

The female ghost in blue was not angry, but put on her clothes, raised her fingers as sharp as a knife, and looked at Ning Wuchai with a smile: "Scold, scold as much as you want, wait until you cut off your tongue, and you will never be able to speak again......"

Seeing the female ghost in blue slowly approaching playfully, her cold and piercing palm cupped his cheek, Ning Wuchai's mind suddenly exploded!

Grass!

Why hasn't Yu Qingmei arrived yet?!

If you don't come again, you're really going to have your tongue cut!

"Boom!"

The jade gourd with blue light fell from the sky and smashed on the ground!

Looking at the female ghost in blue who floated and retreated, the girl in green clothes wrinkled her brows, raised her hand to recall the wine gourd, and said in a cold voice: "Get out!"

The female ghost in blue shook her palm gently, and crushed the remnants of the wind aura with a playful expression, and wisps of black smoke came out of her palm: "Distressed?"

Yu Qingmei's face was calm, her green hair flew away in the cold wind, she raised her head and poured a sip of wine fiercely, and slowly raised her fist at the female ghost in blue.

"Right hand. ”

Gently spit out two words, and the violent wind suddenly flattened the ground, forming a visible cyan wind band, whipping around!

"Angry, just want to avenge your little lover?" The female ghost in blue smiled playfully, the black qi around her body rose, the red light in her eyes flashed, and countless twisted rattans broke through the ground and entangled in front of her.

However, the bitter wind was like countless sharp blades, tearing through the vines like a bamboo, and strangled towards the female ghost in blue!

"It's so fierce, little girl......"

The blue-clothed female ghost smiled and floated back, and a succession of wind blades crashed down on her retreating trajectory, flying through countless gravel and snow.

However, before her words fell, a sharp wind suddenly sounded in the courtyard, making her face change, and a string seemed to tighten in her heart!

"Boom!"

The wind snake lifted the ground and roared past like a bulldozer!

The moon is in the middle of the sky.

With a terrible scream, a severed arm was thrown up, turning into a cloud of black smoke in the air in the blink of an eye......

The blue rag fluttered to the ground, and was gently trampled under the feet of Yu Qingmei, her chin was slightly raised, her eyes poured a sip of liquor with contempt, and her willow eyebrows were raised lightly: "This person, I cover it!"

Ning Wuchai looked at Yu Qingmei's domineering back, and was about to cry with excitement!

Senior sister is mighty!

"You're looking for death!"

The woman in blue screamed bitterly, her face pale.

Even if it is a day travel realm, the yin body does not mean that it can be repaired!

Hearing the words of the female ghost in blue, Yu Qingmei couldn't help but sneer: "It's up to you?!A weak chicken! Grandma said to cut off your right hand, you will cut off your right hand, why don't you try again, believe it or not, grandma will directly punch you in the head?!"

"That's right!"

Seeing that the senior sister completely had the upper hand, Ning Wuchai straightened his waist and gave full play to the spirit of the dog's legs: "My senior sister has been undefeated for thousands of years! You dare to shout even if you dare to shout?! Senior sister, you release me first, and our sisters and brothers will work together to blow up this ugly head!"

Yu Qingmei turned her head and pursed her lips, frowning with disgust: "You are too vegetable, you will drag me back......"

Grass!

However, before Ning Wuchai could open her mouth to refute, the female ghost in blue shouted hatefully: "Enough! Two little ghosts with sharp teeth and sharp mouths! Before the hair grows up, I want to learn from others to kill demons! Since this is the case, then widen your eyes to see clearly, how many ...... have gathered in this Hongruo Temple"

"Lonely, soul, wild, ghost!"

As the last four words fell word by word, the black qi of the female ghost in blue suddenly rose into the sky, shattering the mighty snow under her feet, revealing a bronze bell buried under her feet!

"Bell~"

The bronze bell was ringed and drifted far away along the silent night.

The curtain fluttered, and as a bone-chilling cold spread around, the fine snow falling in mid-air seemed to be frozen.

Candles suddenly ignited in the ruined hall, and with a cacophony of noisy whispers and mournful chants, the dim candlelight gradually turned a miserable green.

In Ning Wuchai's widening eyes, one distorted shadow after another floated under the moon......

Hyakki Night Walk......

(Thanks to the helmsman of Moyue Dance 09!Thank you to the disciple of Han Xiuchen!Thank you to Pika for eating cute and many rewards!)