"This seat says that the branches are the branches, do you still think that I can't lie?"

Wang San put on an angry face, but his heart was beating wildly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Don't dare, don't dare to ......" The ghost envoy's voice changed, "We don't want to conflict with the master, it's just ...... I hope the master can take out the thing that he got from the exterminator, it is my ten thousand ghost things!"

The ghost envoy expected that the box was on Wang San, so naturally he would not let Wang San leave like this.

"Ten Thousand Ghost Gate?"

Wang San really hadn't heard of it, and after thinking about it, it should not be as good as the Five Dragons Temple, and said: "Do you think that a Ten Thousand Ghost Gate can scare this seat? Don't say that it is a little ghost envoy of you, even if it is a ghost king, a ghost girl or something, come in person, this seat can suppress it with only one hand!"

The ghost envoy waited for a dry man, and when he heard these words, he did not change color.

In the Ten Thousand Ghost Gate, the ghost king and the ghost girl are taboo-like existences.

Not to mention!

Wang San thought that the ghost envoy and the others were frightened by his words, and his heart was relieved, and he felt that he should add another fire, so he immediately said: "Amitabha, sin, sin...... This seat has murderous thoughts again, please forgive the Buddha, the disciple will only influence the ghost king, and use the ghost girl to warm the bed......"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces showed a look of astonishment, including all of them, who looked at Wang San strangely.

Wang San also found out that something was wrong, coughed dryly twice, and hurriedly changed his words, saying: "I was quick to talk for a while, I said it wrong, this seat is a monk, how can I do such a thing, for the ghost girl, this seat will naturally use Buddhist scriptures to influence her, so that she can abandon evil and follow good...... Well, it's wrong again, it's good!"

After speaking, Wang San once again beckoned Qing Yishi to run away, walked a few steps, and found that the ghost envoy did not follow, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The ghost envoy always felt that Wang San's image was a little inconsistent with the monk, but he hadn't seen it before, but he had only heard about it, and thought: "Is this the monk of Wulong Temple?"

"Ghost envoy, are we chasing the little monk, or are we going to continue to look for the old nun?" someone was stunned when he saw the ghost envoy and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, it's chasing the little monk!"

As soon as the words fell, the ghost envoy took the lead in chasing Wang San.

Although Wang San turned his back to the ghost envoy and the others, he still kept paying attention to the changes behind him, and when he heard the ghost envoy say that he wanted to chase him, he screamed strangely, and he was not ready to pretend to go down.

This change, the ghost envoy was unexpected, he was stunned at first, but instantly reflected, and said angrily: "Chase, that thing must be on this little monk!"

In the midst of the rush, Wang San looked back from time to time, and found that the ghost envoy was gradually distanced by him, and he was overjoyed, thinking: "It turns out that he can't catch up with me!

Wang San's originally nervous mood instantly came to naught at this moment, and he laughed out loud and shouted: "Short-legged ghost, you come to chase me!" But your legs are too short to catch up, uh...... By the way, I didn't laugh at this seat just now, and when I am still vulgar, I will definitely use the ghost girl to warm the bed......"

When the ghost envoy heard this, he almost didn't fall, what kind of monk is this, it is no different from the scoundrels on the street, he can't understand how there can be such a person in Wulong Temple.

After running for a while, Wang San's breath began to become unstable.

After all, dragging a person, physical strength began to be exhausted, and the worst thing is that the use of internal force is almost to the limit, "Damn!"

If he continues like this, he will not be caught up by the ghost envoy, and he will probably spurt blood first.

"What to do?"

Wang San racked his brains, but still couldn't think of a way, the ghost envoy ate him and scolded him, once he was caught up, he would inevitably be beaten for a while, and it was even very likely that he would lose his life.

Suddenly, a river appeared in Wang San's eyes, and he ran towards the river without hesitation.

At this moment, he only hoped that the people chasing after him would not know water, although Wang San would know water, but that was limited to dog planing. The river was not far from Wang San, and it didn't take long for Wang San to approach the river, and at this time he could clearly see the river.

The water of the river is crystal clear, and it is precisely because of this that Wang San can see at a glance that the depth of the river is only more than a foot deep, and seeing this scene, Wang San's face is as green as a pig's liver.

"Do you want to play with me like this?"

In such shallow water, walking is faster than swimming, and Wang San had no choice but to run along the river, seeing that the ghost was getting closer and closer, Wang San was anxious.

At this moment, a vague figure appeared in front of him, with a large knife stuck in his back, and it was difficult to see clearly due to the distance.

In addition, there is a group of black horses, the black horses are buried in the river, it is estimated that they are thirsty and come to the river to get water.

The appearance of this person brought hope to Wang San, and the speed was a little faster, and he shouted: "The eldest brother who leads the horse...... Help!"

Before Wang San could shout the second sentence, the figure turned over and rode on the horse, only to hear a "hissing", and the black horse raised and kicked forward, running straight towards Wang San.

Dada!

The black horse galloped like a black lightning!

"So fast!"

Wang San was overjoyed, to be able to have such a BMW person, he must be extraordinary.

The black horse got closer and closer, and when there were still a few feet or so, the man had one hand, like an eagle spreading its wings, and actually flew up from the horse's back and landed in front of Wang San.

At this time, Wang San saw this person's appearance clearly, he had a magnificent figure, a bronze complexion, clear and deep facial features, and a pair of eagle eyes that were sharp and contemptible.

Such a face should have a majesty, but it gives people a kind of warmth and warmth.

Wang San stood behind this person, feeling the only peace in front of him, but strangely, there was an indescribable emotion in his heart.

Suddenly, a dazzling light came, and Wang San, who was illuminated, was difficult to open, so he hurriedly blocked it with his arm, squinted his eyes, and found that the light was sent by the big knife on his back.

The broadsword has no scabbard, and the dragon surrounds the body, with the tail of the finch as the handle......

The form of the knife alone is extremely extraordinary, and after a glance, Wang San's gaze can no longer be removed from the big knife, and he even forgets the ghost envoy and others.

"They are all friends in the rivers and lakes, why bother a little monk!" The man carried his hands behind his back, his eyes were like torches, and he did not have the slightest cowardice in the face of the ghost envoy and others, as if the sky was falling.

"What are you, get out of the way, Hugh will interfere with my Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, or I will kill you together!" said a man in black.

"Ten Thousand Ghost Gate?"

When the man heard this name, he didn't laugh angrily, and said: "Ma Mou's life, he is in charge of the injustice of the world, don't say it's you, even if the ghost king is here today, Ma Mou dares to intervene." ”

"Ma?" the ghost envoy suddenly thought of something when he heard it, and fixed his eyes to see it.

At this glance, his complexion changed greatly. A strange scream in his mouth: "Tyrannosaurus Dragon Sparrow, one person, one horse, one knife, you are ......"

A drop of cold sweat broke out from the ghost envoy's forehead, and a word protruded from his mouth: "Withdraw!" and quickly ran into the distance.