Zhang Ning said that there is a kind of light on her body, which is very similar to a ghost. Later, she asked Lao Wang No. 2, that kind of light can only be seen by ghosts, and it is the breath that belongs to the underworld.

The wandering ghosts who have escaped outside the underworld have an instinctive fear of the breath of the underworld.

Meng Liangliang's calculation was to let the female ghost in front of him show her tricks and retreat in the face of difficulties. - If she hadn't had it, she'd have succeeded.

The female ghost did not retreat, and the expression on her face was not very clear, but it was certain that there was no intention to please and discuss.

Meng Liangliang chuckled in his heart. She remembered the sigil that was said to bless her body when she left the underworld. It looks like the seal is so bad that even the ghosts can't tell where she came from!

Meng Liangliang's heart was empty, and at the same time, he smiled awkwardly.

The female ghost really couldn't see her abnormality, but there was a trace of indescribable fear in her heart. But at this moment, Meng Liangliang's weak appearance dissipated most of that fear, and the remaining half was also crushed by hatred.

Gusts of wind surged from all directions, and the female ghost's nails and hair suddenly swelled, her eyes turned red, and a line of blood and tears flowed down from it.

She doesn't have much time left, she has to catch the last grandson of the Wei family before the Taoist priest breaks the formation, otherwise everything will be wasted, and her hatred and resentment will be suppressed by the Dao Talisman again, and she will never see the light of day again.

Hatred had already dominated her thoughts, and her speed was like her hatred, gushing out, rushing towards the two of them. Because Meng Liangliang's position was standing at the front, the ten dry and hideous, black fingers stabbed her first.

Meng Liangliang's screams rushed to his throat, but he was interrupted by Wei Jibai.

He suddenly reached over, grabbed her arm and pulled her back, and the two of them reversed their positions. Wei Jibai, who was still hiding behind her just now, stood in front of her.

The female ghost came quickly, and the moment they switched positions, the tips of their withered nails were already approaching. Seeing that the ghost claw was about to touch Wei Jibai.

Meng Liangliang didn't have time to think about it, and stretched his leg to kick it.

An invisible force suddenly sprouted from her toes a foot or so, and bounced the hideous and terrifying female ghost out, staggering like a ball hitting the wall, floating like a kite with a broken string, disappearing into the darkness and disappearing for a while.

Meng Liangliang breathed a sigh of relief, and silently thanked the immortal physique for its body protection function.

Wei Jibai kept breathing, he closed his eyes tightly, and waited for a long time without waiting for pain or death. His left eye quietly opened a gap, only to see that the corridor was empty, and the shadow of the female ghost had long been gone, and the cold swishing wind had stopped.

Meng Liangliang's voice sounded from behind him, "What are you doing?"

Wei Jibai opened his eyes and looked around, confirming that there was no shadow of a female ghost, and then he was greatly relieved.

For the rest of his life, his voice was a little weak but firm, "I'm a man, I can't hide behind you." ”

What's more, it was he who caused her, and it was his responsibility to protect her.

Eleven words in one sentence made Meng Liangliang look at Wei Jibai with admiration. Relying on the immortal physique, she said with great confidence, "I am a master, you can hide behind me." ”

Moving her gaze downward, she stared at the hand that Wei Jibai had just pulled her arm, and asked, "Also, did you just wash your hands?"

With her words, the yin wind that had disappeared just now blew again.

"Does this matter?" Wei Jibai's voice trembled, and the tail note was almost split, "What now!"

What to do?

I heard that the boy's urine can get rid of the ghost, but the things she heard don't seem to be reliable, and she can't ask Wei Jibai if he is a boy because of an unreliable statement.

In the face of the ghosts, she is confident in her own safety, but she is not confident that she can defend the white one foolproof.

If you want to find a way, you have to think of a way quickly.

At this time, Meng Liangliang was very grateful for her careful belongings, but fortunately she didn't leave her backpack still in the study room. She hurriedly pulled out the notebook and flipped through it as fast as she could.

She is still a blank sheet of paper when it comes to spells, and her divine power is very thin, so don't think about attack spells first. She remembered that there was a handprint in the notebook that summoned the ghost. As a god of the underworld, it is enough to complete this spell with the slightest hint of divine power.

With his memory, Meng Liangliang turned to that page accurately.

The handprint was very complicated, and Meng Liangliang tried to twist his fingers into that shape.

Wei Jibai looked at her actions and probably guessed that his senior sister was really a master, but she was the kind of master whose skills were not very familiar.

Can I look up a dictionary on the exam? No.

Can ghost hunters check notes? Of course not.

But in front of him, there is such a person. Wei was anxious to cry. People can often give birth to courage in desperate situations, and if there is really no hope, he may be able to continue the hardness that was born at that moment. But now that there is hope, his hardness has dispersed.

He stared nervously at Meng Liangliang's movements, and at this moment, her every movement affected his emotions. He barely dared to breathe, for fear of affecting her.

The wind was strong for a while, and the icy breath forced over, like a stratus cloud pressing down.

In Wei Jibai's scorching gaze, Meng Liangliang's fingers made a crisp "click".

"Senior sister!" This time, Wei Jibai's voice was really split, and there were three distinct tones, one tone higher than the other.

Meng Liangliang turned his head, the corners of his lips grinned slightly, "It's okay, the bones are fine." ”

Wei stared straight at her hand - why didn't she move if she had nothing to do!

Meng Liangliang took a breath and said half a sentence, "It's just that the tendons are cramping." ”