Live fortune-telling: beauty, you have a bad omen

Although it is not easy to create a paper talisman that can summon the real fire of samadhi, and the paper talismans he prepared just in case have been exhausted, but this snake-like monster not only Now I'm exhausted, even covered in bruises all over my body.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Chen Huai narrowed his eyes dangerously, and took out some paper talismans that could harm the grieving ghost from his body, and limped towards the grieving ghost, lying on the ground like a dead snake.

The resentful ghost also sensed the approaching danger, regardless of the pitted wounds on his body, he tried his best to wriggle his body, trying to escape from here.

Chen Huai rushed over immediately, stepped on the other party's tail, he held onto Shi Shen Meng who had started to slide down from her back, and indifferently questioned the reptile-like monster crawling under his feet.

"Tell me, what are you? Why are you staring at Shen Meng... If you don't tell me, you must want to taste the taste of Samadhi True Fire!"

While casually saying these threatening words, Chen Huai slowly took out from the inside of his clothes, his last talisman that could summon the true fire of Samadhi.

The monster lying on the ground seemed to have finally compromised, and the huge body that had swelled to the extreme began to shrink.

In just a few breaths, the huge fish-like snake-like body was restored to a small human figure. This is a man in a white shirt with a particularly ruthless face.

The originally clean white shirt was stained with large areas of blood. The man in the white shirt was holding his heart in pain, staring at Chen Huai with gloomy eyes.

"At best, I'm just a thug. How much can I know... Ahem... Besides, even if I tell you what I know, you won't let me go, hypocritical Taoist priest."

The human-shaped ghost wearing a white shirt said this with resentment and gnashing of teeth. While saying this, the cunning ghost did not forget to step back slowly.

Chen Huai snorted coldly, not intending to waste any more time here, so he raised his hand and typed out the talisman, his voice became even colder, "I'll give you one last chance, should I say it or not?"

The ghost in the white shirt seemed to see Chen Huai's determination. He lowered his head, thinking for a moment, a flash of light flashed in his dark eyes, "I said, of course I said..."

While saying these words, the ghost continued to retreat at a relatively slow speed...

"Don't you just want to know why we have been alone with this little girl? Don't you know that this woman has pure yin blood? Even in the past, pure yin blood was an extremely rare material. Don't you just Don't you salivate?"

When Soi Ying said this, he subconsciously lowered his voice, making the already mysterious voice full of temptation.

"And you can think about it, if you have the blood of pure yin, if you find some more, wouldn't the rest of the materials be able to forge even more powerful treasures? You Taoist priests want to strengthen your own strength, don't you just rely on these days? Is it a treasure created by Lingdibao? Don’t you feel tempted?”

I'm about to go to another portal of the dream... The ghost in the white shirt, while chanting this silently in his heart, at the same time exerted all his efforts to induce the Taoist priest standing in front of him.

It's a pity that just a few steps away from another teleportation port, Chen Huai raised his hand with a cold face and waved it in mid-air.

The dazzling flames encircled the ghost in the white shirt in a circle of fire as if summoned.

"Since you said that you were just a thug sent out, who is the real culprit behind the scenes? Do you have other targets besides what? Tell me everything you know, otherwise I can't Guaranteed how long you can last in the Samadhi True Fire in your current state of serious injuries."

The black ghost continued to take a step back subconsciously. When he pushed your skin into contact with the surrounding flames, the smell of burnt fish protein made the ghost unable to bear it again. He stopped and shook violently twice.

Of course, in contrast, the pulse of the handful of flames touched by the ghost shadows was relatively slower...

The ghost in the white shirt knew that once he told the little Taoist priest in front of him everything he knew, he didn't even need the Taoist priest to do anything, just the guy he contracted with would be enough to make him fly out of his wits.

Guiyang sneered in his heart, but he still put on a helpless look on his face, "Even if I want to tell you, there is no way, I think you can feel that there should be a contract on me, once I violate the contract , wouldn’t it be frightening? Come closer... I can tell you what I know, but at the same time, you must promise to help me break the contract. This contract was set by you Taoist priests. Presumably you also have The way to untie it!"

When Chen Huai heard this sentence, he hesitated for a moment. There are too many things happening around him at present, and all the things are like a line with no end and starting point, twisted and twisted into a knot.

What's more, Chen Huai can vaguely feel that today's incident may be an opportunity, an opportunity to solve Shen Meng's entanglement with unclean things in one go... But as the saying goes, there are many lies, and no one can say anything. Could the words spoken by the ghost in front of him be just a bait thrown out?
Thinking of this, Chen Huai subconsciously became vigilant in his heart, and at the same time, as if he could feel his own thoughts, the fire circle surrounding the ghost shadow narrowed the circle again.

Caught off guard, he thought that the ghost who seemed to be fooled by the seemingly inexperienced little Taoist priest on the opposite side was suddenly touched by the scorching flames to a large body.

The greasy mucus slowly overflowed from the scales hidden under the white shirt, trying to extinguish the raging flames, but it was a pity that the flames burned even more vigorously when they came into contact with the mucus secreted by the ghost .

For a moment, in this small piece of dreamland here, only the wailing and begging for mercy of the ghostly ghost can be heard.

Chen Huai frowned and looked at the ghost rolling on the spot trying to extinguish the flames. Just when he was about to do something, the body of the ghost, which was still barely maintaining its human shape, suddenly swelled up as if blowing suddenly.

Afterwards, the flame attached to the ghost's body, as if having fun, burned wantonly along the other's swollen and enlarged body.