My aunt is very good at catching ghosts but she is very silly.

The next second, Zhou Yirou's neck was tightened tightly by the whisk.

Her face quickly turned red, and she quickly said to Zhang Ruoxing, "Save... me!"

"I'm tied up now! What can I do to save you?" Zhang Ruoxing was speechless.

If he had to choose between Zhou Yirou and Taoist Qian, he would definitely choose Zhou Yirou without any hesitation. Although this person was a bit perverted and a bit subversive, she didn't want his life!

But Taoist Qian was different. He really wanted him to die!

The curse that was recited to him just now almost killed him on the spot.

"Zhou Yirou, Zhou Yirou, you are such a good disciple of mine! For the sake of a man, you actually have murderous intentions towards my master. If you don't follow this good path of sunshine, but instead seek your own death, my master will help you." Daochang Qian pulled the fly whisk in his hand hard, and Zhou Yirou flew towards him with her back, and then fell heavily to the ground full of stones.

"Pfft..." Zhou Yirou suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then she begged for mercy, "Master, I was wrong, please... let me go... this time."

"Hehehe..." Daochang Qian sneered, feeling that it was not enjoyable enough, so he picked up a stone at his feet and hit Zhou Yirou on the head again and again.

The strong smell of blood instantly spread throughout the cave.

Zhou Yirou's head and even face were smashed to pieces.

This was the first time Zhang Ruoxing saw someone being killed in front of his eyes, and the scene was very bloody.

After Zhou Yirou died, her ghost emerged from her body.

Just as she was about to escape, Taoist Master Qian grabbed her by the throat.

Daochang Qian put his hand in his mouth and whistled, and immediately several evil spirits appeared. Then he ordered, "Eat her for me."

When the evil ghosts heard this, their empty white pupils flashed slightly, and then they rushed towards Zhou Yirou.

"Ahhhh! Ahhhh!" The entire cave was filled with a shrill scream.

Zhou Yirou's ghost was eaten clean by several evil ghosts in an instant.

Then...her body again...

Cruel, simply too cruel!

This scene was still very impactful for Zhang Ruoxing, after all, the other person was someone he had known for so many years.

Now she is dead, and the other party has not even spared her body and ghost.

Somehow, Zhang Ruoxing's heart suddenly turned upside down, and he spat it out with a 'wow' sound.

Daochang Qian walked towards Zhang Ruoxing step by step, "I've seen enough drama, now it's your turn!"

He now desperately wants Zhang Ruoxing's soul to become his own nourishment.

Zhang Ruoxing saw that the fly whisk in his hand instantly turned into thousands of silver needles flying towards him. He was so frightened that he shouted, "Xueyue!"

An unsheathed spiritual sword suddenly appeared out of thin air and knocked back Taoist Master Qian's whisk.

Its appearance made the evil ghost squatting on the ground to eat the corpse instantly feel frightened, and then shivered in the corner, looking very scared.

Daochang Qian staggered back a few steps. When he saw the snowy moon floating in the sky clearly, a greedy look appeared on his face, "What a good sword, what a good sword! I'm afraid there will never be anything like this in the world." The sword is even better, hahahahahahahaha..."

Daochang Qian dusted off his sleeves and stepped forward to take the spiritual sword for himself.

As a result, before his extended hand even touched Xue Yue, he was slapped hard on the face by it.

A long red mark appeared on his cheek.

Daochang Qian staggered aside a few steps again, then covered his mouth and groaned in pain, "Ouch...it hurts me to death."

Seeing this, Zhang Ruoxing waved a flag and shouted, "Xueyue, beat him up quickly, this guy is not a good guy, he just wanted to kill me."

--"Snapped!!"

Xue Yue hit him hard on the other side of the face.

However, not only was Taoist Qian not angry, he was still staring at Xue Yue floating in mid-air with fascination.

This sword is not only a good sword, it can also listen to people's words.

Such a good thing, he must get it! !

"Baby, I'm your daddy, come home with me, okay?" Daochang Qian smiled at the swollen face.

Xue Yue seemed to be disgusted by him, and without saying a word, she hit him hard on the head again.

Daochang Qian was so struck by it that his eyes were filled with stars, but he still shouted, "Baby...hehehe...baby..."

"..."

When Zhang Ruoxing saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched sharply.

It seemed that Xue Yue was quite kind to him. The sound it made when giving money to Taoist Master made a 'bang bang' sound.

Just hearing this sound makes my whole body feel comfortable.

"Xueyue, could you please help me loosen my ties?" Zhang Ruoxing said to it in a negotiating tone.

His current situation was already miserable enough, and he was afraid that it would also hit him.

Xue Yue seemed to hesitate for a while, as if she was disgusted, and then reluctantly flew behind him. The sword was slightly unsheathed, and the sharp blade cut off the rope on his wrist in one move.

Then it returned to the scabbard with a clang, very proudly.

"Thank you, Xue Yue." Zhang Ruoxing had just taken off the rope on his body, but something suddenly pierced his chest, and a heartbreaking pain suddenly hit his whole body.

He slowly looked down and realized it was Taoist Master Qian's fly whisk.

"The Spiritual Sword is mine! It's mine!!" Daochang Qian's eyes flashed with viciousness, and the laughter on his lips was very sinister.

"Damn you... you're doing a sneak attack!" Zhang Ruoxing suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. He reached out to grab the fly whisk that was stuck in his chest, and then pulled it out with all his strength.

Blood gushes from his body.

Zhang Ruoxing didn't eat for a whole day, and he felt a little weak. Suddenly, he knelt on one knee with a 'pop' sound.

Xue Yue seemed not to have expected this result, as it immediately hit the ground in front of him.

"Ahem..." Zhang Ruoxing covered his chest and coughed twice, then he held the hilt of the sword tightly and stood up with some difficulty.

Taoist priest Qian didn't expect that he didn't fall down like this. He held the whisk in his hand tightly and planned to attack him again, "Today is the day when you die. After you die, this spiritual sword will belong to me."

Hearing this, Zhang Ruoxing sneered. He raised his head and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "How dare you think of this Xue Yue for a filthy thing like you? Stop talking nonsense."

Taoist Master Qian's stern eyes flashed slightly, "I wanted to show mercy and leave your body intact, but now it seems that the evil ghosts I raised are in good hands today."

Zhang Ruoxing glanced at Zhou Yirou's mangled corpse that had been eaten not far away, and felt another surge in his stomach, but he held it back.

He held Xue Yue tightly, and the blood on his fingertips slid down the scabbard.

He doesn't want to become the second Zhou Yirou.