dead child, ghost carrying coffin

The world of yin and yang, two mountains:

As time went by, Ghost Buddha Faceless, who was besieged by the leaders of the two major cults and a group of ghosts, has gradually fallen into a disadvantage.

Hua Jiunan's physical strength and energy were extremely exhausted, and he still lay down unable to move.

Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable to his own side, Chen Daji spun around in a hurry.

"Baye, can you get over your head and go over to help our bald brother?!"

Hearing this, Ba Ye Chang shook his head like a rattle.

"Little brat, don't fool me!"

"Our main task now is to protect Mr. Xiao...and his mother!"

"If the two of you make a mistake, my elder brother will take my skin!"

The reason why the eighth master closed the war is so impeccable, Chen Daji can't encourage it anymore.

So he set his sights on Zhao Fei.

"Fatty Zhao, how about the two of us..."

Because they knew each other so well, even Zhao Fei knew how much shit he was about to dig his ass.

Therefore, before Chen Daji could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Little chicken, shut up! I want to help you go!"

"Fatty, I know I weigh two pounds, so if I go over now, it can only be regarded as an extra meal for the evil spirits... what the hell is a large nutritional meal!"

Being rejected by his teammates one after another, Chen Daji was not discouraged.

Then just doing this and watching his side get kicked by the enemy circle is not in his character.

Eyeballs rolled rapidly, looking at Hua Jiunan who was hugged by Zhao Fei, Chen Dage finally had an idea.

He suddenly knelt on the ground, crying like a country shrew.

He stretched out his chicken-like palm and slapped the ground non-stop.

The voice of the broken gong resounded throughout the two sessions of the mountain.

"Oh my mother, why did you get thrown to death by something dirty, boss!"

"The melon bag of the head was smashed into pieces, and the shaft of the hip bone was also split..."

After the cry spread, the temperature in the vicinity dropped sharply again.

What fell in the sky was no longer snowflakes, but blood-colored hailstones!

The floating blood moon began to flicker non-stop, as if it might explode at any moment.

The wind howled, forming a black tornado above Ghost Buddha's head.

The solemn chanting stopped abruptly, replaced by endless curses.

Luo Menghong and Faqing, the two leaders of the cult, immediately stopped attacking when they saw that the ghost Buddha was in such a dangerous situation, and led the group of ghosts back quickly.

Carefully stare at his changes.

Ghost Buddha Faceless turned around little by little like a rusty machine, looking at Chen Dage.

The bronze mask has turned blood red.

Under the mask, the will-o'-the-wisps in the eye sockets exploded, making crackling noises.

"Me! Brother! Brother! He! Really! He's dead! Dead?!!!"

Every word of the question was paused, every word was filled with murderous intent!

Under great pressure, Chen Daji almost told the truth.

Fortunately, his mind is still firm, he just gritted his back teeth and opened his eyes to talk nonsense, continuing to provoke Ghost Buddha Faceless.

"Guang, Guang, bald brother, I, my boss is indeed dead,"

"No, no, if you don't believe me, feel it yourself, most of Laer's butt is completely cold..."

Ghost Buddha Faceless listened, and slowly turned around amidst hysterical laughter, facing Luo Menghong and Fa Qing.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Heaven and earth are ruthless, Buddha is not merciful! My brother is dead, why are you two still alive?!!!"

Under the faceless and inhuman gaze of the ghosts and Buddhas, the leaders of the two cults only felt the shock of the dead.

A chill gushed out from the depths of the soul.

At this moment, the two of them hated Chen Dage to the core:

Where did this thing come from?It's just wicked and smoky! ! !

The adults in his family never educated him, isn't lying a good boy?

Be well-behaved, can't we all have a good fight based on our strength?

It's okay, what are you provoking this "lunatic" to do?

Well now, the lunatic is completely insane!

Still inhumane...

In addition, ghost Buddha faceless, did you do it on purpose?

They're all cadavers, why don't they have any common sense? ! ! !

Have you ever seen someone whose ghost died and still had a corpse?

What the hell is the half-pull butt cold!What about playing?What about fooling around? ! ! !

The most important thing is that one of these two things dare to say it, and the other really dares to believe it...

Seeing Ghost Buddha Wumian approaching him little by little, Luo Menghong realized that if he didn't do anything, even if he wanted to fly away and annihilate today, it would be an extravagant hope.

He waved his hands repeatedly at the ghost Buddha, signaling that he had something to say.

"Vacuum hometown, no biological parents!"

"Master, please suspend the wrath of Vajra, Xiao Dao has something to tell you!"

As death was approaching, Fa Qing couldn't bear Luo Menghongwen's words, so he yelled loudly.

"Namo Amitabha, my Buddha, my patriarch, you always look carefully, that kid is lying!"

"The Taoist surnamed Hua is not dead!"

"He wasn't even injured, my lord... the monk guessed that he just had a stroke..."