Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 138 Two ghosts chasing and killing
When Yin Gui made a move, it was like nothing, without any movement, the hand that was as white as a lotus root had already reached in front of Meng Hua.

The corner of Meng Hua's mouth was bleeding, and he slapped the sword box behind him, and a cold light flew out of it, and with a whirl in the air, he chopped Yin Gui's hand in two, and sticky black blood gushed out from the cut.

Yin Gui cried out in pain, "Good sword!"

A sword is a good sword, but a ghost is not a good ghost.

The cold light jumped and flickered like a star, piercing the ghost's head.

With a swing of Yin Gui's body, he shrank into a ball like flour noodles, pounced on the ground, and disappeared into the bamboo forest.

Menghua Feijian was put into the box, and a cold smoke rose from the box, which made his heart ache.

The Yin ghost congealed the corpse, covered with cold and poisonous qi and poisonous corpse blood. Although the flying sword could injure his body, the baleful energy in it could also damage the flying sword.

Not knowing where this ghost is hiding, Meng Hua can only focus on his guard.

Hearing the ghost's voice reverberate around him, it was frightening: "My master has already arrived, you can't escape."

Meng Hua sneered: "Only you can stop me?"

With his sword light rolling, the person has turned into a white rainbow and flew away.

The Yin ghost walked away from the ground and followed closely behind.

Unexpectedly, Meng Hua stopped suddenly, and suddenly shot a blue light into the soil.

There was only a muffled sound, the soil loosened, the earth's air collapsed, and the ghost escaped from the ground in a panic, his body scorched black.

Her hair was disheveled and she screamed, "Thunder Fire Pearl!"

Where did Meng Hua talk nonsense with her, the flying sword had already shot towards him, like a flying dragon circling around its body, cutting the ghost in two.

Then the flying sword returned to the box, Meng Hua fled into the forest without turning his head, and chased in the direction of Wen Mengchun.

The ghost that had been cut in two wailed and squirmed on the ground, pulling on the severed arm.

"It hurts me too!"

Yin Gui bit the broken part of both arms, biting off the remaining part of the sword energy, exposing the black and blue bone stubble.

The bone stubble and wound quickly stopped the bleeding, and continued to grow, and two delicate arms grew out.

The arm stretched out like dough, and it was ruthlessly concocted according to the law, tearing apart the already broken flesh and bones, barely putting the two corpses together.

"Hate! I ate you!"

The Yin ghost has disheveled hair, his face is buried on the ground, and his slender eyes are full of hatred.

The ghost's body is full of corpse energy, it will dissipate after being cut off, and it will be poisoned once it gets close.Meng Hua knew in his heart that he couldn't kill the ghost, so he planned to cut her off without leaving any entanglement at all.

It was obvious that he had made meritorious deeds, but Meng Hua's heart felt as if a boulder had been crushed, and the last thunder orb on his body was gone.

Running for their lives like this, naturally the enemy is far more powerful than the two of them.

Now the enemy has not yet arrived, and they only sent two ghosts and gods to search thousands of miles, and they have already forced their brothers to flee in embarrassment.

If it weren't for relying on the power of the flying sword, being able to defeat the strong with the weak, and having the Thunder Fire Pearl by his side, I'm afraid he might not have been able to escape to this place.

Just like a cat catching a mouse, Brother Menghua will exhaust all means and be exhausted.

When they find out that they are poor, the real killer of the enemy will fall.

Meng Hua hid himself to hide his breath, and fell in the direction of Wen Mengchun, chasing out of the bamboo grove, into a field of withered and yellow reeds.

The reeds are a dry and white color, opposite to the quiet winter river.

Meng Hua walked to the river and called softly, "Meng Chun."

A clump of withered and white reeds by the Bailu Creek suddenly dissipated in smoke, revealing Wen Mengchun's panicked look.

Meng Hua reassured: "It's okay, I trapped the ghost in the forest, and I won't be able to catch up for a while."

Wen Mengchun said: "Brother, what should we do?"

Meng Hua said: "We have already arrived at Shanyin, not far from Zhenshan, we will walk along the Enu River, we will arrive soon."

Wen Mengchun said: "I still can't believe that Master will leave like this."

Meng Hua said: "I don't believe it either. It is impossible for an expert like Master to die easily. Don't worry about him. Instead, we must protect ourselves and not become the weakness of Master."

Wen Mengchun settled down, and said, "Let's go, brother, don't make trouble for Master."

Meng Hua was about to take him away, but a bright flame fell from the sky and ignited the reeds suddenly.

Crimson flames soared into the sky, and the flying red soot withered away in an instant.

"Want to leave? None of you can leave."

A tall ghost stood up in the fire, with red beard and red hair, red eyes and round eyes, and fangs like knives.

He held the soaring flame in his hand, like waving a red silk, or waving a river, and swept towards Menghua and Wen Mengchun.

Meng Hua's expression changed, his sword light turned, wrapped Wen Mengchun with him, rushed out of the flames, and fled far away.

Yang Gui laughed loudly, and the flames flew out like fire crows, followed closely behind.

Yang Gui also turned into a ray of red light and chased after Meng Hua.

With Wen Mengchun, Meng Hua couldn't fly fast at all, he would be overtaken by Huo Ya and Yang Gui after a few ups and downs.

Wen Mengchun choked up and said: "Brother, let me down, you take me, none of us can escape."

Meng Hua didn't say a word, he only focused on urging the sword light to protect his body, splitting the flying fire crows one by one.

But the Yang Ghost had already caught up, and with a roar, it hit the sword light like a scorching sun.

The flying sword light shattered like glass, Meng Hua and Wen Mengchun fell from the sky and fell into the Bailu River.

The river splashed with spray, but there was no one there.

Yang Gui landed on the Bailu River and sneered, "Do you think hiding in the water can stop me?"

He plunged into the water suddenly, turned into an invisible red shadow, spread out like a rag in the water, searching for the figure of Brother Menghua.

The red shadow was in a commotion, but it took a moment to sense the change, and when it swooped towards a different place, it saw the color of the water dissipate like haze, revealing the pale Meng Hua and the panicked Wen Mengchun.

Wen Mengchun threw a blue light backhand and threw it at Hongying.

"Thunder Fire Bead! Don't die, kid!"

The red shadow suddenly shrank, and rushed towards the sky.

But he saw the blue light falling into the water, but there was nothing there. Looking again, only the two brothers and sisters disappeared.

Yang Gui felt that he was being fooled deeply, and said angrily, "How dare you!"

He let out a long howl, like the howling of suffering souls in the raging flames, making a violent ghost howl.

The color of the water in the Bailu Creek changed, two streams of blood flowed from Wen Mengchun's nose, and he could no longer hold the mirage beads.

The Yang ghost descended from the sky, like the scorching sun falling into the stream, and grabbed them.

Wen Mengchun rolled up Menghua with his mana and broke out of the water, "Brother, we can't escape now."

Yang Gui stretched out his hand to grab Wen Mengchun and Meng Hua, but unexpectedly a steel fork fell from the sky, stuck Yang Gui in and pushed him into the water.

The steel fork is covered with dragon patterns, and the two horns of the fork are like the two horns of a dragon, carrying the magic power that Wen Mengchun and Meng Hua are very familiar with.

"It can be regarded as catching up."

Wen Mengchun only heard a clear male voice, and his body was supported by the wind and stopped in the air.

He looked up, and saw a huge Yaksha ghost jumping down from the wind, leaving only a handsome boy in a red cloak standing in the limelight.

The young man noticed his gaze and looked towards them: "Fellow Daoist Meng, Fellow Daoist Wen, long time no see."

　I also have a good job today, continue to ask for tickets~
　
(End of this chapter)