The night is cloudy and windy, and the cold is to the bone.

Su Ting was originally a cultivator, and his true qi was with him, although it could not be said that water and fire were unharmed, but it was already cold and heat.

It's just that at this time, he somehow, a little shady.

Immediately afterwards, his body became heavier, his breathing gradually stagnated, and he couldn't turn over.

Su Ting was about to struggle to get up, but he felt as if a mountain had been pressed on his body.

I barely opened my eyes, my sleepy eyes were hazy, but I found a red figure in front of me.

"!"

Su Ting was taken aback!

In an instant, wake up!

His true anger turned, his whole body burst out with breath, and he suddenly disappeared from his heaviness and jumped up.

With a move in his hand, the wooden box shattered, and a black light pierced through the wooden box and flew around.

He looked suspicious, and when he scanned the room, he found nothing unusual.

But he can conclude that it was definitely not a delusion before!

He breathed slightly, his vision was slightly lowered, and he found that the color of the newly bought clothes was much lighter, as if he had been soaked in water, which was quite conspicuous.

Is this a previous trace?

Su Ting's face changed slightly, he was shocked and angry, and scolded secretly in his heart: "Which female ghost wants to come and make up for me without informing me and discussing it?"

He gathered his true qi, took the divine knife with him, jumped out of bed, and pushed the door open.

He swept his gaze to the scroll on the wall.

I saw that on the picture scroll, there was already a blank piece of paper, and there was no bright woman in red.

"Sure enough, it's your ......"

Su Ting's face was gloomy.

I always thought that this picture scroll was too realistic, but I didn't notice anything wrong, so I didn't think much about it, and sure enough, I almost counted it tonight.

He went to look closer, but saw a blank piece of paper, and there was no trace of it.

His face gradually changed, and he grasped the divine sword.

The female ghost in red wanted to make up for him, but he was scared away, and it stands to reason that she should return to this picture.

This engraving scroll is still empty, so where is the woman in red?

Don't think about it!

"Damn ......"

He didn't have time to think, his heart sank, and he turned around and walked towards his cousin's room.

Take two steps and push the door open with one hand.

The room was dark, but the moonlight outside the window was bright, and the scene in the room could be faintly seen.

I saw that my cousin was already asleep.

However, on my cousin's body, there was also a phantom, flashing red, lying on my cousin.

Su Ting showed a cold color and shouted, "Demon!"

With a wave of his divine sword, it suddenly turned into a black light, and it came in an instant.

However, the red-clothed phantom flashed suddenly, like the wind blowing away, and it actually avoided this knife.

Knife light regression.

Su Ting stretched out his hand to take it back, and immediately took a step forward, his true qi running, and waved away several spirit runes.

The red-clothed phantom retreated and retreated.

Su Ting entered and entered, came to his cousin's side, and glanced at his cousin, although his cousin's face was pale, his breathing was smooth and did not hurt his life.

Su Ting breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Fortunately, it came quickly and in time.

He looked at the red phantom, murderous, and said: "Where did the ghost come from, provoked Su someone's head, and taught you to disappear today!"

As he spoke, he had already taken out the spirit rune and painted it with the true qi of the thunder department according to the pattern of the rune paper in the old book of Song.

At that moment, the true qi was running, and the thunder talisman was like a hidden weapon, bursting out.

However, the red phantom only took a step back and looked at Su Ting quietly.

This red phantom is the same as when it was painted, her face is exquisite, it looks cold and beautiful, and under the moonlight, it is hazy and dreamy.

Lei Fu landed, she just glanced down, raised her head, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a cold smile, as if she was a little disdainful.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Su Ting was furious.

This female ghost actually despises Su someone's own spirit rune?

He let out a low shout, and the spirit rune shot again, as if the wind was following it, and it came in an instant.

This spirit talisman is made by him personally, although the attainment of drawing talismans is a little more immature than Song Lao's decades of accumulation, but he has the true qi of the Thunder Department's true transmission exercises, so the usefulness of this thunder talisman is not inferior to that of Song Lao's own Lei Fu.

Song Lao's thunder talisman can hurt people in cultivation.

And thunder is the power of heaven, the most evil ghost.

The female ghost in red in front of her is a yin spirit ghost with no body, no blood, and no masculine.

Thunder Fu is the most grammatical of this kind!

"Look down on Su Daxian's thunder talisman, don't hide if you have the ability!"

Su Ting snorted.

Seeing the red-clothed phantom, he stretched out his hand and waved.

The yin wind was blowing, and several thunder talismans were all imprisoned in the wind, and then the thunder flashed, dull and low, and the thunder fire burned out the talisman paper and turned into ashes.

And she smiled and groaned, looking at Su Ting, full of banter.

"You ......"

Su Ting gasped, revealing a look of horror.

What the hell is this?

Ordinary yin spirits and ghosts, that is, ordinary temple blessings, can be suppressed with a piece of rune.

And with his current Taoism, he can be regarded as entering the house, generally speaking, catching ghosts is a breeze, and it only takes a thunder charm to make the ghosts disappear.

However, just now, several spirit runes passed, and the female ghost hadn't really made a move, but just waved a yin wind and destroyed his thunder rune.

This female ghost in red, her Taoism is terrifyingly high, could it be the legendary ghost?

Just thinking like this, but seeing this red-clothed phantom, his eyes turned to his cousin who was lying on the bed on his side.

Su Ting saw that she was showing interest in her cousin again, and couldn't help but say angrily: "Your opponent is here!"

He didn't use a spirit talisman, he just stepped forward, and his true qi was agitated.

Suddenly, the wind was blowing, and all the furniture in the room was blown down.

He is not what he used to be, and it is not the time when he first entered the second heaven, these seven steps were taken, but in an instant, he immediately turned his palm into a sword and pointed at it.

Bang!

A thunderbolt that looks extremely dazzling at night!

The red-clothed phantom showed a shocked look, and he couldn't retreat, so he only waved his sleeves!

Thunder on her sleeve!

Dazzling and dazzling.

Su Ting's eyes froze and looked carefully.

After the lightning flashed, the scorching smoke curled.

And the red-clothed phantom was still in the moonlight, not dissipating, just a little illusory.

Although it was not destroyed by Lei Fa, the look of this red-clothed phantom was already very dignified, and he was obviously injured a lot, and he didn't dare to despise it.

Then, she raised her hand, as if to perform something.

However, she raised her palm, and a black light flashed in the moonlight.

A flash of swords!

Pierce the shadow of the red coat!

With a muffled snort, the red-clothed phantom frowned, as if he was in great pain, and looked extremely surprised.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Su Ting's face was cold, and he said, "The Heavenly Thunder Sword Finger is powerful and powerful, and it can hurt the Triple Heavens, but in my eyes, it is just a pretense...... No matter how powerful you are, how about falling for my real killer move?"

The red-clothed phantom glanced at him quietly, and then dispersed into a gust of wind and disappeared silently.

Sensing this red-clothed phantom, he couldn't stand his divine sword, and it did disappear, Su Ting suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that his true qi was exhausted and very tired.

He looked at his cousin and stepped forward to see if she was injured.

"What kind of flying sword are you?"

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind him.

Su Ting was suddenly shocked, and a chill spread all over his body.