Every World Seems Not Quite Right

"Stop, don't come over." Shao Qian saw Song Dao rushing to open his mouth: "You can't stay here when you come over."

Song Dao’s face was stiff, and then it seemed like nothing to do with Shao Qian’s two steps: “With me, I won’t hurt you.”

With the approach of Song Dao, Shao Qian felt that the power of the soul in his body seemed to be somewhat floating, and even the yin that was wrapped in it was leaking out. So the sinister appearance made him feel like a bit of pain in his hand. Feeling, it seems that the pain of burning the soul is really unbearable. Now Shao Qian can know how several ghosts in the morgue are feeling.

Shao Qian hurried back a few steps and took a deep breath to speak to Song Dao: "You don't come over again, I will explain it to you after I get home."

Song Dao saw that Shao Qian was a little gloomy when he avoided his face. However, when he heard that he said that he was going home, his face turned cloudy and sunny. He just heard the doll say 'home'. Did he default to his family?

Shao Qian did not have so much time to understand Song Dao. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the devil who was trapped in the original place. It seems that he must have neglected something. Otherwise, how did Song did not have any impression on this face?

However, in a moment of effort, the ghosts of several lines of writing are almost exhausted, and only the remaining slightly blurred souls are curled up.

Song Daoyan looked at the ghosts and finally did not kill the killer. In the income of a few ghosts when they wanted to fly away, they would be sent back to the house when they returned home, and the bad things they would do when they were born Clearing one by one.

Just after Song Dao packed up a few ghosts, he heard the door of the morgue being blasted. The ugly Lin Biao was holding a few spells in his hand and staring at Song. "You are a bit of a skill."

"It's better than your ability." Song Dao raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Bingqing's half of his face: "I look at your face and I feel a lot of pleasing to the eye."

Lin Biao gently touched the half of his face and hated it. The **** little policeman put things in his back pocket. He took a seat and directly smothered his half face. Now don’t be too proud, wait for him to clean up. Finish the Song Dao and clean up the bastard.

"Hey, are you coming again?" Shao Qian raised his hand and said hello to Lin Biao: "Occasionally, let's learn from each other."

Lin Biao now sees that Shao Qian feels pain in his body. He wants to lick his stomach when he holds a sign in his hand. After seeing the spell in his hand, he raises his head and sighs: "When you fall into my hands, you have no better days." ""

"Oh, I am so scared." Shao Qian felt that since he knew Song Dao himself, he seemed to like the feeling of bullying, especially bullying this two-faced face.

Lin Biao was really not swayed by Shao Qian. He slightly looked at his face and looked at Shao Qian’s Song Dao’s heart more anger. Song Dao and this evil little devil would not let him go. Kill the Song Dao first and then catch the little devil. After you catch him, you must enjoy it first and then play him away.

"Song Dao, if you don't kill you today, I won't surname Lin." Lin Biao's hand in a spell directly spurred toward the Song Dao, but the spell did not hit Song Dao, but instead The soul array is scattered.

Song Dao looked at Lin Biao's brow wrinkled, and only the Master's original painting was destroyed by the destruction of the soul refining. I didn't expect Lin Biao to be able to deal with this blood in order to deal with himself.

"What is that?" Shao Qian looked at Lin Biao's face with dignity. He didn't expect that he had such a powerful spell in his hand.

"Normalized." Song Daoxiao smiled and said: "I didn't expect Lin Biao, you are willing to take the one-off character and use it. It is really painstaking to deal with me."

"When I kill you, you must take your soul and make you a ghost servant for me to drive." Lin Biao picked up another sly smile in his hand: "When you catch what kind of spell you can't draw."

"You have confidence in yourself, although you don't know where your confidence comes from." Song Dao screamed.

"I heard that the villains are all dead on nonsense." Shao Qian saw that the two men stood up and smacked their eyes, and they couldn't make a noise when they started, and whoever hits the fist directly listens to whoever.

Shao Qian’s activities and activities directly lead to the troubles of ghosts. How can he let go of this stuff? Just coming to face such a face, it really makes people have a psychological shadow.

"Yao Yao is careful, the little devil is weird." Telling the truth, Lin Biao really breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Shao Qian had not come to himself. The little devil has strange things. He knows, and even wonders if Song Dao gave him a protective weapon to make the gossip no response, but it doesn't matter. As long as he catches him, he is afraid that he can't find the secret of him.

I don’t know where Lin Biao’s self-confidence comes from. I have always believed that I can kill Song Dao. I always think that I can catch Shao Qian. As Song Dao said, I don’t know where this strange self-confidence comes from.

The devil saw Shao Qiang come over and giggled: "Boy, I remembered that when you hit your sister, I remembered it clearly."

"A hundred or two-year-old old woman who claims to be a sister, you really have a face." Shao Qian directly vomited: "I have not been a ghost for a month, so it belongs to the newborn, you can be a grandparent of grandparents according to age. Still my sister, my face is really big."

Li Guiyao Yao was black and green by Shao Qiang's face. This little devil is really unpleasant, and he must pull his tongue out of the pan later.

"The doll is right." Song Dao said cheerfully, he called the doll really right, and his aunt is not a new born ghost.

"Distraction is going to be terrible." Lin Biao saw Song Dao and still had a leisurely flirt with the little devil. It was really angry and blushing. It’s too much to keep him in the eye.

"When you die, I will not die." Song Dao kicked a kick in the kick and turned Lin Biao to the ground, and then a kick in the left foot hit the place where Shao Qian hit the previous position. The position was really unbiased.

This painful Lin Biao was so mad, he rushed to roll a foot to avoid the Song Dao, and then a spell was thrown to the ground, took the opportunity to handcuffs. Song Dao was not enough when he met Shao Qian. When he was fighting with Lin Biao, the savvy one seemed to have a head. He saw the movement of Lin Biao and then stepped back. He did not forget to lose one. Five Lei Fu blasted to the Lin Biao on the ground.

"I am jealous." Lin Biao's spell on the ground just formed a basin-sized pit was broken by five Lei Fu, and even three Lei directly banged toward him, not to blame Lin Biao's disappointment, when he was a child However, I have seen the five Leifu of Song Dao. Although Song Dao was not punished, the kind of electric shock was so refreshing that he was so impressed.

"Zu Zuzu Grandma, your old arms and legs are careful, the baby is going to hit you." Shao Qian smiled purely: "If you accidentally broke your blind eyes, don't blame the baby."

"Damn little devil." Li Guiyao Yao slammed directly and rushed over, the ghost had not come to the front, and the hand was turned into a sharp blade and quickly hacked over.

Where can Shao Qian be chopped casually? After escaping a few sharp edges, he rushed directly to the front of the devil, Yao, and the fist that wrapped the soul of the soul hit her face, especially the eyes were taken care of.

Li Gui Yao Yao can endure? It must not be, in her eyes it is more than the fight to her chest and the ghost is unacceptable, and the hand is smashed with a smoldering gas. It was only for a long time in the refining soul array that the yang and the yin gas sucked from the body were refining a lot, so the smoldering gas became more and more difficult.

"You really are still old." Shao Qian seized the opportunity to hold on to the ghost of Yao Yao Yao, completely regardless of the hand that grabbed her wrist was invaded into black: "I want to hit your eyes."

Li Geng Yaoyao heard this and subconsciously used his left hand to block his eyes. As a result, the eyes just felt blocked and felt a pain in the abdomen, and then kicked out.

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