"Whew, there are only the last three armored skeletons left, and the rest are nothing to worry about, but the thin lines crisscross and change for no reason, which seems to be extremely difficult, but it is a trouble!"

Paul exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the shadow of the sword dodged in a blur, wielding the sword to cut the thin line that formed an encirclement, and suddenly he rushed forward vigorously, shattering many of the hand bones that were filled with smoke, and then turned sharply, and stepped on the hand bones that jumped out, and the three skeletons had just rushed behind him, and were about to raise their swords and slash wildly.

At this moment, Paul turned around sharply and kicked hard one after another, and the skulls of the three skeletons shattered in response, and the soles of their feet twisted into their mouths, and they bit three times in a row, and the horse suddenly took shape, and the dark stone hulala rolled into the soul.

The sword was swung impenetrably, and thin threads were constantly splashed on Paul's soul like a torrential wind, and everywhere the soul passed through it, there were severed fingers and broken palms.

The battle situation was stalemate for a while, and Paul had not yet breathed a sigh of relief, at this moment, Wang Haohuang's soul abdomen continued to coo, and twenty-six cooing sounds rang out, and many skulls were exposed to the surface, trembling and whirling, and letting out a creepy ghost crying wolf howl.

The whole tomb was covered in the mist, and it was pitch black, as if in hell, and the howl of ghosts and wolves echoed everywhere, Paul's soul was looming in the mist, and the soul body that was shocked by the sound waves was scattered, fluttering and trembling like a fish being thrown on a cutting board, and the green smoke on the surface of the black soul peeled off like fish scales, splashed everywhere, and dissipated in the smoke.

Paul's sword-wielding soul hand trembled, and his body crumbled as if it had been hollowed out, stunned, frightened, and powerless...... A lot of negative emotions spread in his soul body, and he suddenly realized that something in his soul body had entered the gray-green skeleton in Wang Haohuang's soul body.

"Tsk, the taste of fear permeates the tomb passage, which is intoxicating, like a long whale sucking water, the more it sucks, the more it can't stop at all!Ah! I'm going to indulge in this world of fear, indulging in the world of smoke and fear!!" Wang Haohuang raised his hands high, his face intoxicated, inhaling Paul's sense of fear and the scattered soul that had been stripped away.

Peeling sounds!

Paul's soul trembled and waved the sword, there were flaws everywhere, and the thin threads took advantage of the weakness to bind the lower limbs, waist, and chest of his soul body, and in an instant the legs closed uncontrollably, and the waist could no longer stretch freely, and something seemed to be squeezed and split in the chest.

Paul's soul was persecuted by this, and waved it weakly, and between the lightning and flint, the thin threads had bound him strongly, thick and thin, thick and fine, densely wound thirteen or fourteen times.

Plop.

It was the sound of Paul falling to the ground, and at this moment the sword screamed, shrunk sharply and faded, and with a whoosh, turned into a will, burrowing into Paul's soul.

"Congratulations to Uncle Shi for mentioning the male pet!" the thirteen male disciples and the thirteen female disciples clasped their fists and said respectfully.

"Let's all go down and practice!" Wang Haohuang waved his hand and touched the face of a female disciple without being salty, she immediately lay softly in his arms, and drew circles on his chest with a shy face.

Paul sensed that the sword intent of the sword was still in his mind, and a glimmer of hope secretly rose in his heart, and he suddenly remembered Ma Feng, when he sat on the peak, Ma Feng Oh was not like this, mentioned a Taoist boy, mentioned a boulder, threw it into the barrel, and after some washing, it ......

But now that he is only a soul, should he do the same? Has he become his spiritual male favorite? Is spiritual pleasure more enjoyable than physical?

Lowering his eyes, Paul seemed to see Ma Feng, saw him washing the body of the Taoist boy on the boulder, saw them riding the merry-go-round shoulder to shoulder, and the stars sprinkled on their bodies, and just like that, their heads were kicked into the cliff......

Wang Haohuang lifted Paul back to the tomb, it was already a day later, Wang Haohuang pushed open the lid of the coffin, poured a little of the medicinal stones in each clay pot into it, and Paul rolled around on the ground, making a whining sound in his mouth.

Paul looked depressed, and it took a long time for Wang Haohuang to react, the whistle sounded softly, and the filaments at his mouth broke away from Paul and flew back into his soul.

Paul looked at him seriously, rolled on the ground, and said in pain: "Uncle Wang, bah, Brother Wang, can you discuss your sister's matter again? Even if your sister is a pig, I am willing to marry her!"

"Oh, is that so?" Wang Haohuang had a nonchalant expression, he seemed to be in a good mood when he had just captured the monk.

"So, Brother Wang, your sister's matter can be discussed again, right?" Paul looked at him sincerely, hoping to get some answers from his gloomy eyes.

"Well, maybe!" Wang Haohuang absentmindedly mentioned Paul, obviously thinking about something else.

Paul was speechless, didn't he want the exercises? He had reminded him so obviously, why did he look indifferent? Could it be that his soul body attracted him more than the exercises? Or did he want both the exercises and the soul body?

Do you really want to become his male pet? But he is a man, loves women, and doesn't like child abuse uncles!

"You...... You stay in the coffin first, I'll ...... I have some things to deal with!" Wang Haohuang touched the soul fire, looking impatient.

Paul wondered what could make him so flustered that he had to put aside his own preferences.

Paul was placed in the coffin, and he was about to close the lid of the coffin, when Paul said mockingly: "You damn pervert, are you going to pour pesticides?"

"Pesticides?!What do you know?!I'll educate you again when I come back, and let you know the power of perversion!" Wang Haohuang's tone was aggressive, and his eyes were full of yin and ruthless.

"And educate me? It's really teachable, I ...... I'll wait for you to come back and see who educates whom? Hey, by the way, what about your sister? I want to educate you both at once!" Paul retorted sharply, knowing that if he didn't speak hard at this moment, he would really explode in depression every minute.

"Your sister!" Wang Haohuang was suddenly angry, this little bastard is endless, he still has business to deal with, he is like a shrew, his mouth is full of your sister and your sister.

"Yes, it's your sister, if she doesn't come, it would be a pity! I'm lying in the coffin, and the coffin lid is about to close, are you going to let me and your sister **?" Paul blinked, his innocent eyes wide, and looked at him pitifully.

"Little bastard, this time is different from the past, don't mention my sister again, otherwise I'll be in a hurry with you!" Wang Haohuang said angrily with fire in his eyes.

"I didn't mention my sister, I asked your sister!

"Little bastard, you remember for me, when I come back, if your mouth is not clean, I will let you be wiped out as soon as possible!" Wang Haohuang slowly closed the lid of the coffin, and suddenly Paul stood up with a carp, looking at him directly, as if he was provoking his bottom line.

"Big pervert, has your sister eaten?" Paul smiled indifferently, and even a little no longer afraid, I don't know who gave him the courage to become a male pet, and dare to be so arrogant!

"You care so much about my sister, you're sick, little bastard!" Wang Haohuang held down his soul body and wanted to press him in, but found that his soul body strength was three points stronger than his own, and he couldn't press it.

"Go ahead, I think I should lie down in the coffin too!" Paul yawned and tried to cover his mouth, but found that he couldn't, and lay down in the coffin with a black line.

"Have a good rest, I'll come back soon to teach you how to behave!" Wang Haohuang closed the lid and turned around, his soul body burst into flame-like light, the light was distorted, and after the soul shadow blurred for a while, he suddenly disappeared into the tomb.