The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Ji Wuchen, who was ten meters away, suddenly turned his head and looked in Yan Bao's direction.

"Yanbao, be careful!"

The other person turned into a black shadow, and the talisman in his hand flashed around Yanbao faster than he did, firmly protecting Yanbao in the center.

Yan Bao blinked and rolled on the spot.

Three butterflies appeared out of nowhere and missed in one strike.

Yan Bao, who was lying in the bushes, spoke with a milky voice.

"Dad, Yan Bao is fine. Daddy doesn't need to worry about Yan Bao."

Ji Wuchen, who came over, glanced at Yan Bao's sharp nails.

Yan Bao blinked.

"Dad, this... Yanbao doesn't know what's going on."

Ji Wuchen did not look at the puppet Ji Yunqing, but quickly bent down to pick Yan Bao up from the bushes, and used his backhand to cast three bloody talismans.

The three black golden butterflies instantly turned into a black mist and disappeared.

And there was a huge wind sound twenty meters away from them.

The father and daughter frowned simultaneously and looked sideways.

White Bones stayed behind to deal with the human puppet Ji Yunqing. Black Bones sensed that his master was in danger and jumped in the direction of the loud wind.

A mass of black things poured out of the forest, sharply passing through the black and leaky skeleton and heading toward Ji Wuchen Yanbao and his daughter.

Ji Wuchen snorted coldly, with a sarcastic sneer on his lips.

"Ji Yunqing, do you only know these useless tricks?"

The human puppet Ji Yunqing and Bai Gu were beaten into confusion, but he still focused on answering Ji Wuchen's words.

"Ji Wuchen, you and I are both from the Witch Clan, so why should we kill each other?"

Ji Wuchen's eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Holding Yan Bao in one hand, he made a seal with the other hand to draw talisman in the air.

The moment the spell was formed, it rushed directly towards the countless charging bats.

"Are we both from the Witch Clan?"

"You, a bedbug hiding in the gutter, do you think you are worthy of saying that you are of witch blood?"

After Ji Wuchen finished speaking, the power of the invisible witch clan rushed towards the human puppet Ji Yunqing, who was forced back a few steps by the bones, like a mountain bearing down on him.

The human puppet Ji Yunqing's body seemed to have been cut by 30 million strings, turning into a mass of flesh and blood.

The bones retreated quickly to avoid being stained with blood.

Yan Bao also released a thread when Ji Wuchen took action, swallowing up all the invisible power of the witch clan.

The moment the golden eyes swallowed up the power of the witch clan, the little guy looked at a black golden butterfly staying on a dead leaf a hundred meters away to the right.

She saw a pair of eyes almost identical to A Niang's on the wings of the golden butterfly.

The little guy got excited.

"found it!"

"Dad, Yan Bao will come back as soon as he goes!"

Ji Wuchen was shocked to find that her daughter could swallow the power of the witch clan, but she did not stop her.

"Worry!"

Yan Bao responded and transformed into a stream of light that shot towards a black golden butterfly a hundred meters away.

In a room in the backyard of Baiyuan Garden, Ji Yunqing used witchcraft to control the black golden butterfly and his pupils shrank sharply when he met Ji Yanbao's golden eyes.

"how is this possible?"

No matter how powerful the master of the witch clan is, his eyes will never be golden.

There is definitely something wrong with Ji Yanbao!

And Ji Yanbao's hand.

Why are they sharp blades like those zombies?

So the reason why Yang Chaoyun failed to kill Ji Yanbao was not because Yang Chaoyun didn't want to kill Ji Yanbao, but because Ji Yanbao was not a human at all, but a zombie?

Golden eyed zombie!

She had never seen it before.

The most powerful zombie king she refined was the Blood Eye.

It is more terrifying and bloodthirsty than the scarlet eyes of the red-haired zombies, and its combat power is far superior to that of the red-haired zombies.

How can zombies have golden eyes?

Ji Yunqing couldn't help but be distracted.

While she was stunned, Ji Yanbao, who was a hundred meters away, had already arrived in front of the black golden butterfly.

The five fingers turned into claws and pierced the body of the black golden butterfly.

Ji Yunqing almost pulled away from consciousness when he saw Ji Yanbao's enlarged face, but still took a step slower.

Ji Yunqing vomited blood for the third time.

My heart ached sharply again.

If it weren't for the extremely effective pills Ning Feng gave her before leaving, she might have fainted because she felt the death pain of the black golden butterfly.

"Ji Yanbao!"

Although Ji Yunqing was in pain as if his internal organs were being pierced, and cold sweat broke out all over his body, there was a strange and ferocious smile in his eyes.

"It turns out you are not human at all!"

An existence that is not a human being, even if it is recognized by the Tianji Palace’s horoscope, will not be recognized by the people of Kyushu and Four Kingdoms.

Who would wish that the high priest they reverenced and believed in was not a human being?

Ji Yunqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took another life-saving pill, then quickly opened the door and walked out.

As she walked, she released another black golden butterfly.

This time, it was not given any more power from the witch clan.

This is just her usual letter butterfly.

"Go tell Li Xi to withdraw!"

The black golden butterfly spreads its wings and flies away.

Ji Yunqing left the small courtyard and walked to the Baiyuan Garden in front where there were the most people.

In the mountain forest, Yan Bao frowned after devouring the relatively strong witch power on the black golden butterfly.

This is just a ray of consciousness released by Ji Yunqing using the power of the witch clan. Although the black golden butterfly is dead, Ji Yunqing is definitely still alive.

Most injured.

Thinking of this, Yan Bao did not hesitate to release all the lines, intending to cover the entire Baiyuan Garden and the Royal Hunting Ground on the back mountain.

She is very fast.

Because no cost was spared, and the little guy didn't know that the threads were actually the spiritual power mentioned in the giant paintings, the little guy was over-consumed, and his heart hurt sharply, and blood quickly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Even so, the little guy still didn't give up.

Still a little short of that.

The liners were running further than before. Standing in the forest, she could even see everyone at the riding and shooting range in Baiyuan Garden.

But it's still not enough.

It has to be further away.

It would be best to include the garden gate as well.

Ji Yunqing will definitely run away if he is injured.

Yan Bao took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Empty your consciousness and continue to spread your mental power regardless.

When he saw a maid holding snacks whose face was obviously a bit paler than ordinary maids, Yan Bao took a breath and gritted his teeth.

"found it!"

After the little guy finished speaking, he chased over there desperately.

Ji Wuchen used the talisman to kill it countless times and turned around. His heart skipped a beat when he noticed Yan Bao vomiting blood from the corner of his mouth a hundred meters away.

"Yanbao!"

The sound of swords clashing came from the miasma in the distance. Ji Wuchen didn't want to care about it, but finally threw the black bones out casually.

"Go over and have a look!"

He himself gathered strength and ran after Yan Bao who suddenly disappeared.

Ji Yunqing shuttled among the crowd, looking cautious and humble, like every maid.

Seeing that the gate of Baiyuan Garden was close at hand, she was about to find a deserted corner to throw away the cakes in her hand and change her face, but a shiver ran down her spine.

She's been discovered!

It's Ji Yanbao!

Ji Yunqing was heartbroken and bit her fingertips to form the seals on her hands, releasing Bai Zhan, one of only three.

"Stop her!"

After Ji Yunqing finished speaking, regardless of whether the people around him noticed something strange, he picked up his skirt and ran quickly.

The cold and emotionless little milky voice reached her ears from all directions.

"Ji Yunqing! You can't run away!"

At the same time, what came to her ears were the frightened screams of the people around her who were admiring the flowers and chanting poems.

"Ah! What is that?"

"Zombie, zombie, zombie... Zombie! It's a zombie!"

"Run!"

"run!"