I Brush Attributes from Ghosts

Ding!Male ghosts are lucky, thankful that they have a penis, even if it is thin, it is still a penis, attribute +40

After beheading four or five female ghosts one after another, all the female ghosts present were frightened and fled away one after another, scattered like birds and beasts.

Wang Ping didn't intend to let them go, because the deal agreed with Shangguan Jianguo was to kill all the ghosts who came to suck Yin Qi, and kill them all and not let them go.

Whoa!

With the sound of the collision and interweaving of the iron ropes, Wang Ping's 60-meter saber suddenly burst out a massive amount of evil spirit, rushing in all directions, and the evil spirit turned into gray and black chains.

"Oh no!"

While the ghosts screamed in horror, the gray and black chains rushed out, trapped the fleeing female ghosts, strangled them, and gathered the Yin energy into the saber.

In just an instant, the female ghost was completely wiped out.

Wang Ping turned around and dragged the 60-meter saber to look at the remaining male ghosts present.

The male ghosts were so frightened that they didn't dare to look directly at Wang Ping.

Ding!Male ghosts are afraid, this female killer is too perverted, too strong, attribute +40

"You...what are you doing? I'm a man...not a woman..."

Suddenly, a male ghost closest to Wang Ping screamed in panic.

Wang Ping walked towards the male ghost.

"You look injured."

Wang Ping slashed out, killing the male ghost who was wounded in the fight with the Taoist priest.

At this time, Wang Ping opened his mouth to explain the reason for killing the male ghost.

"You go into battle with injuries, my battlefield does not need wounded."

The sound was like a nightmare, echoing in the ears of the male ghosts present, making them pale and trembling with fright.

The next moment, when Wang Ping looked up at the male ghosts, all the male ghosts shuddered and pretended that I was not injured, that I was healthy and in good shape.

I saw a male ghost with a broken arm. His hand was cut off by a Taoist priest, but because he was afraid that Wang Ping would chop himself, the injured ghost, he hurriedly pretended to be all right, kicked off the broken arm, and pretended to be a ghost. Tsukuru was originally a dead ghost with a broken arm.

Ding!Because of the words of the host, the male ghosts pretended not to be injured, attribute +40

At this moment, Wang Ping walked towards a ghost.

"you……"

Just as Wang Ping uttered the word you, the ghost panicked first.

"I'm not hurt. I'm a man with a big penis."

puff!

This ghost was hacked to death by Wang Ping, the reason was "Your hairstyle is very messy, you can cut off your hair in the battle, don't mess up, die."

Ding!The male ghosts were frightened, and frantically arranged their hairstyles, or combed themselves with a middle part, or combed themselves with bangs, attribute +40

The male ghosts finished combing their hairstyles, thinking that they could escape a catastrophe.

However, under Wang Ping's one reason after another, they found that they were thinking too much.

"You are so handsome, my battlefield does not allow anyone to be more handsome than me."

The words fall, the knife falls, handsome ghost, pawn!

"Your legs are too long, I am the long-legged Oppa in my battlefield."

When the words fall, the knife falls, the long-legged ghost, pawn!

"You look fierce, no one in my battlefield is fiercer than me."

When the words fall, the knife falls, the fierce-looking ghost, pawn!

Ding!Male ghosts want to curse in fear, don't say it, you want to kill us, just say it, attribute +40

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Chapter 120 Five Misunderstanding Misunderstanding, The Knife Is Too Long

Temple Mountain, due east.

Wang Ping killed ghosts for one reason after another, and the male ghosts didn't dare to stay any longer, anyway, they would die for any reason, let's run away.

It's a pity that Wang Ping didn't give them a chance to escape, and the evil spirit surged and condensed into hundreds of chains, which bound all the male ghosts.

With a big hand, Wang Ping pulled a fleeing male ghost in front of him.

He put the knife on the male ghost's neck.

At this moment, before Wang Ping could speak out, someone who knew the Taoist guarding Zhengdong and the government spoke up.

That's the big fat government guy.

He suddenly looked at Wang Ping and said, "Shuai Zhatian, what are you doing?"

Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Kill the ghost."

Hearing this, the big fat ghost and the other two Taoist priests beside him looked sad, and a Taoist priest said in fear.

"Mr. Shuai Zhatian, you killed ghosts, but the knives have come over."

As he spoke, the Taoist pointed to Wang Ping's 70-meter-long broadsword. The blade was extended to their side, and the horse-chopping knife was placed on the necks of the fat man and the two Taoists.

These fucking knives have grown to our side, if you cut them down, I'm afraid that even we will be cut down.

"Hahaha, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, the knife is too long, but fortunately you reminded me, I almost accidentally injured the friendly army."

Wang Ping let out an awkward but honest laugh.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched as they made a decision in their hearts.

Next time, if you go on a mission with Mr. Shuai Zhatian, you must stay away from Mr. Shuai Zhatian, because it is very likely that you and others were not killed by ghosts, but were killed by Wang Ping by mistake.

The reason is that the knife is too long.

There is invulnerability here that cannot be refuted.

……

That night, Miaoshan was miserable. After half a night of fighting, the ghosts either died or were injured. They fled and ran, and no fish slipped through the net to rush to the top of the mountain. The Taoist priests and government officials won the victory.

However, everyone still stayed in their respective positions until the sun rose in the early morning, the sun broke through the dawn, and the sun shone on the temple mountain. Then, under the notice of the government leader, everyone met at the parking spot at the foot of the mountain.

Everyone is wounded.

Under the scene where everyone is hanging out, there is a strange landscape, which is eye-catching.

That was Wang Ping's Zhengdong team. The Taoist priests and government officials guarding Zhengdong suffered relatively minor injuries, and it seemed that no one died.

It was a surprise, a surprise.

"Could it be that the ghosts are weaker in the east? Why are they not dead?" Some Taoists were surprised.

"Could it be a forced smile, but someone is actually dead." Another Taoist guessed.

It is common for Yin Qi to erupt and cause casualties.

Perhaps, the Taoist priests and government officials in the east are used to seeing death, and they can only dilute their sorrow with a forced smile in the face of the death of their companions. This kind of situation is not unheard of, but rather common.

With the increase of yin qi, casualties are inevitable. The death of friends and partners is sometimes unavoidable. In order to erase the pain in their hearts, many people choose to dilute their sorrow with the joy of victory and bury their sorrow in their hearts.

Just then, a government figure came to power.

Wang Ping recognized this person, Captain Wang who had met once at the Renaissance Hotel in Kyoto.

Captain Wang coughed lightly and motioned for everyone to look over.

"Thank you for your help, this outbreak of Yin Qi has been suppressed, and it will not erupt again in a short time."

He bowed to everyone with a solemn expression.

"I thank you again for your help. On behalf of the government, on behalf of Huaxia, and on behalf of everyone in Huaxia, I would like to thank you, thank you!"

Its voice is loud and bright, with solemnity and seriousness, even Wang Ping, who has always been out of touch, is awe-inspiring, without a smile on his face, and his face is solemn.

After speaking so far, Captain Wang bowed ninety degrees again.

"Thank you for your help and dedication!"

Thank you three times in a row, each time more solemn and louder.

At this moment, the audience was silent, and everyone understood that Captain Wang was thanking them, and even more so, the Taoist priests and government officials who died generously in this battle.

Without their dedication and sacrifice, this victory would not have been possible.

It was their steadfastness until death, their steadfast guard until the moment of death, not giving the ghosts a chance to enter the top of the mountain, in exchange for a complete victory.

Some government figures wiped away tears, some gritted their teeth, and some cried bitterly.

They were crying, crying for their dead companions.

After bowing for a full 3 minutes, Captain Wang stood up and looked up at everyone.

"This eruption of yin qi is a victory. Not a single ghost entered the mountain top. Thank you. The reward for this time will be transferred to your account."

Having said that, Captain Wang paused slightly.

"For the dead heroes, we will add more condolences to the original remuneration."

Hearing this, Wang Ping murmured, "Are you a hero..."

He shook his head and sighed.

So what if they are heroes, apart from the people present, who knows about these dead heroes?

This night was full of blood and tears, but no one in the world knew that it was these dead heroes who knew what happened in Miaoshan and that they could live in peace.

What's more, the world doesn't know these things at all, and they don't know that there are a group of unsung heroes who gave their lives for them.

An unsung hero, an unsung monument without an epitaph.

This is the future of tonight, and even those Taoist priests and government officials who died in exorcising ghosts and guarding the place where Yin Qi broke out.

A group of heroes who are sad and deplorable, but worthy of awe for a lifetime.