Then there was a flower in front of him, and Xiaobai had already flashed to the three of them, with a palpitating expression on his face, his two hands kept flicking back and forth, and his mouth kept muttering, "It's over, it's over."

Isn't this nerve too big? And he didn't finish what everyone could see, but you threw the poor water on others, isn't it a little darker?

Samba couldn't cry or laugh, Gong Er's body was full of red light, and the poor water that flew towards him was transpired before he got close, and the gray shadow on the little fat man's body took the initiative to meet it, absorbing the poor water from his body into his body, and the ghost body was a little more condensed. Samba looked the worst of the three, and when the poor water got on his body, he heard a crackling sound on his body, and bursts of blue-gray smoke came out of all over his body, and the scene was like a burning sorghum stalk, an indescribable show.

The servants all looked at Xiaobai who was still jumping on the side and screamed, and they all rolled their eyes.

"Brother Xu, you didn't mean it just now, right" Some people are familiar with the little fat man, although he met Xiaobai later than Samba, but the relationship is closer, and with a little fat face, it is difficult for people to be angry with him. So what he said casually, but it didn't annoy Xiaobai at all.

"What?" asked Xiaobai with a confused expression.

pretend, everyone despised it in their hearts.

The little fat man's eyes purred, the thief smiled, and he stopped grasping the topic, and cautiously walked to the edge of the black pool, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and separated a hazy gray shadow from him, and threw himself into the pool.

After the ghost thing that fit him before devoured the poor water, his figure became a little condensed, and his strength had obviously improved, this was a taste of sweetness, thinking that the ghost thing he raised would collect some poor water in the pool.

Xiaobai and the others just stayed in place to watch the little fat man's movements, and did not step forward.

It's a pity that the little fat man's idea is good, but the result is very sad. I don't know what's going on, the ghost clone that separates out pounces on the pool, as soon as it touches the water surface, the pool gives birth to a suction, and the ghost shadow is pulled into it with a swish, the water surface doesn't even bubble, the ghost clone disappears, the little fat man was caught off guard, he was bored, his mouth snorted, his body trembled suddenly, and the ghost shadow shook for a while, and finally stabilized, but his face became pale.

This is something that several people, including Xiaobai, didn't expect, and the pool still has this kind of restraint on ghosts. Come to think of it, if the poor water was so easy to collect, the ghosts wandering in the square would have rushed up and plundered it, then there would still be a fountain pool that a few people watched at this time.

The little fat man looked at the poor pool in front of him and gritted his teeth, feeling a little unwilling, but he didn't have the courage to separate the ghost clone and directly ingest the poor water, and he didn't have the courage to go directly into the pool like Xiaobai, and after thinking about it, he turned around and searched around, found a few small stones, and smashed them into the edge of the pool, thinking that the stones smashed into the poor water, how much could splash some poor water, and he saw the opportunity to separate the ghost clone and collect some more, at least make up for the loss just now.

But after several methods in a row, the little fat man couldn't splash the poor water in the pool, and even lost a magic weapon.

This poor water looks similar to normal water, but when it falls into the pool, it seems to become a whole piece, and it is so viscous that it cannot splash with brute force.

The little fat man was immediately a little depressed.

Xiaobai grinned, walked to the little fat man's side, flew at the little fat man's eyes, bent his waist, reached out and grabbed a handful of water droplets from the pool, stood up, coquettishly tilted his palm, and the poor water fell from the cup, and the water line fell into the pool, smashing a string of clear splashes on the water surface.

"Brother, Brother Xu, you are my own brother" The little fat man's decadence was suddenly swept away, his eyes were shining, and he looked at Xiaobai with a flattering face, if this guy had a tail behind his buttocks, he would definitely be shaking at this time.

Although he was alone in the world, Xiaobai, who was coquettish, suddenly trembled, and the commotion leaked out, goosebumps popped out, and he retched towards the pool with his chest.

Helped the little fat man collect enough poor water, and a group of four people went to the ghost market shopping mall again, color TVs, refrigerators, computers, mobile phones, and Shima, the human world has, the ghost market has, the human world does not have things, and the ghost market can also be seen, which is an eye-opener, and it seems that the living standards of the ghosts are also striding towards the four modernizations.

After visiting the ghost market shopping mall, several people sighed with emotion and amazement. Seeing that it was not early, I ran directly to the destination of this trip.

Near the direction of the original water pavilion in the northeast corner of the Hong family's old house, the yin qi is getting thicker and stronger, the sky light has changed from the original gray and white to navy blue, and the temperature is gradually decreasing.

Compared with the invasion of the forest cold, the gray dead qi mixed in the green mist is more dangerous, the dead qi is pale gray, erratic, difficult to detect, and the erosion power of yang qi is only stronger than that of poor water. Moreover, dead qi has a very significant property, which attracts yang qi to each other, like the positive and negative poles of a magnet. Once the Yang Qi is discovered, the surrounding dead Qi will rush over in a swarm until the Yang Qi is completely extinguished.

Fortunately, this thing only has the power to erode and kill yang energy, unlike poor water, it can also strengthen itself through filthy yang energy, and the situation of living beings being contaminated is endless. The dead qi is much better, and if the yang qi is extinguished, it will also be depleted.

In ancient tombs, the tomb chamber was often guarded with the aura of death.

Among the several people, only Xiao Bai walked the most easily, still the plain old look, occasionally bumped into the floating dead air, and the dead air would slide past him as if it had hit an elastic transparent wall of air.

Gong Er still looks cool, he doesn't avoid the dead air, he bumps into it, the red light on the surface of his body flashes, and the dead air disappears without a trace, and it will not attract other dead gas entanglement. It's just that under the detection of Xiaobai's divine sense, every time Gong Er collides with the death qi, the strength of the breath will decrease by a little, although this weakening is almost imperceptible.

The little fat man didn't know what means he used, and he didn't hit a single death gas along the way.

Samba suffers the most from dealing with death qi, this guy's skills are all in Gu art and brute arts, and Gu barbarian techniques have the means to deal with ghosts, but this guy practices the power barbarism in Gu barbarism, and when he encounters death qi, his skills become somewhat heroic. But this guy is such a stinky person, he bites his cheeks in a rage and doesn't help Xiaobai and a few people, and when he encounters death, he bears it all bluntly, and directly uses the yang energy in his blood to rush the dead air.

Fortunately, this guy is not blindly brutal, and uses means to shield his own qi to prevent yang energy from leaking out, and only when he encounters the dead qi that comes to the door, he does it so hard.

Samba angrily took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a small red pill full of essence, and put it into his mouth with a painful face.

Dizzy, a super red potion that instantly regenerates blood.

Xiaobai recognized that this bottle of medicine was won by Samba and Gonger before.

The corner of his eye swept towards Gong Er, and sure enough, with Gong Er's coldness, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching when he saw Samba's movements.

There were no wandering ghosts nearby, and the world was cloudy, silent, and extremely dull and depressing. Not far ahead, the location of the original water pavilion was as black as ink, shrouding a place with a radius of dozens of zhang, and the scene inside was not real. Before the person approached, a dangerous aura that made people's hearts palpitate was revealed.

Several people stopped and looked into the ink mist together.

In this place, Xiao Bai's divine consciousness was suppressed so much that it was already the limit of stretching dozens of meters.

Xiao Bai also raised his caution at this time, and cautiously poked out a wisp of divine sense in the direction of the water pavilion. As soon as his divine consciousness traveled less than a kilometer in the ink mist, he suddenly lost his way and could no longer stretch in a straight line, and there was a faint burst of attraction from the ink mist, one after another, and he wanted to pull his divine consciousness into it. What's even more terrifying is that when Xiao Bai wanted to withdraw this wisp of divine consciousness, a cold cold was transmitted through this wisp of divine consciousness in the ink mist, and even his divine consciousness seemed to be frozen, and he was so frightened that he immediately gave up this wisp of divine consciousness.

With a muffled snort, Xiaobai's face turned pale.

Since he cultivated his divine sense, he has always been invincible when using it, and this is the first time he has encountered such a situation, and he has suffered a lot of losses.

As if he was angered by Xiaobai Fangcai's spying behavior, the calm ink mist instantly churned violently, swallowing and scattering, and from time to time emitting a series of extremely cold qi machines, infected by these qi machines, a layer of blue-black ice quickly climbed out of the ground around him at a speed visible to the naked eye, and under the cover of the solid ice, the land was frozen and cracked, and there was a loud click.

The four of them suddenly retreated in fright, not daring to let the black ice be contaminated in the slightest.

After half a cup of tea, the ink mist finally calmed down.

Among the four people, Samba held back the fire in his belly earlier, first of all, he couldn't hold it, and he also saved the means to show his way in front of Xiaobai, and found the meaning of the field, took out a green and blue bamboo bucket from his body, and babbled at the bamboo tube for a while, and with a finger of the magic in his hand, a chopstick-thick and thin green and blue snake with wings on his back flew out of the bamboo tube, the wings of the small snake were transparent, shaped like a dragonfly, the frequency of incitement was extremely fast, and the speed was also extremely fast.

It seems that the danger in front of the snake is of little impact, if not insignificant.

The little snake was also angry, and although his body paused when he approached the ink mist, he still crashed straight into the ink mist.

Seeing this, Samba had already sat down cross-legged, made a strange seal, closed his eyes tightly, and concentrated on the induction, thinking that he had a special channel between him and the little snake.

After a while, Samba snorted, his body trembled violently, and he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Wu with an anxious expression.

Under Samba's eager gaze, the little snake flew out of the ink mist crookedly, high and low, as if it could not support it at any time. In just a few zhang distance, it looks like it is stumbling difficult.

Seeing this, Samba was in a hurry, and he couldn't care about the black ice on the ground, so he raised his legs and went to the little snake.

Seeing this, Gong Er on the side flashed his figure, and he had already come to Samba's side, stretched out his hand to put it on Samba's body, and a red blood light spread from his body to Samba's body, firmly protecting the two and walking side by side.