It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

Liang Yueyang watched the unstoppable Broken Soul rushing into Qiao Jin's body speechlessly.

The two ran to the place where the sound came from without stopping. Qiaojin gasped for breath and coughed suddenly.

In the middle of the circular corridor, there is a round platform. At this moment, the director is cornered. Behind him is a railing, the height of the eighteenth floor. In front of him is a monster with ocher skin that is as tall as three people. It has broad shoulders and narrow waist. The ratio is close to five to one, and the two legs below are like two cactus, covered with thorny "leg hair".

What Jokin couldn't accept the most was that the weapon in the monster's hand was a leg bone full of rotten flesh.

"Jelly is much prettier than it." Jokin breathed unevenly, and hiccupped again as he spoke, feeling disgusted himself.

Liang Yueyang's face was ugly: "Their contract is broken. It should have been the medium of this monster at first, but now it is taking its own interest."

The monster didn't kill the Word Breaker in one go, but brandished the weapon and scraped at his body one after another. The weapon seemed to have thorns, and the director let out an ear-piercing howl every time it touched it.

"Don't be entangled by ghosts." Liang Yueyang put his hand on his neck, and pulled off his necklace neatly. It was a brown knot, and the pendant was a semi-curved high jade.

He jumped forward in two or three steps, and with the help of a running start, he suddenly jumped onto the monster's body.

Qiao Jin looked at Liang Yueyang, who was walking vigorously, in surprise, and sighed, "This skill."

After admiring, he didn't forget his own danger. He tilted his head and looked at the ghost behind him: "It's really haunting, but it's better than the ladder on the cactus."

Liang Yueyang's face was cold, and his whole body exuded an aura of indifference.The monster sensed the attack on its body, and immediately stretched out a hand to help.Liang Yueyang threw one hand, and the end of the knot pierced straight into its wrist, and black yin energy exploded at the top.

The monster's body shook suddenly, and it took two steps back with a loud "dongdong", and waved the "wolf-tooth-stick" in its hand to the back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liang Yueyang kicked on the monster's back and jumped onto its shoulder.

The director curled up on the ground, hugged his body and shivered, his exposed skin was covered with new pink flesh, as if he had been punished by a thousand cuts.

Yushi radiated black light in Liang Yueyang's palm. He stared at the monster's two protruding bones with a stern face, and slapped the back of the monster's neck with a powerful palm. The human-like spine should be useful if it is abandoned.

The skin under his palm was like the hardest diamond. Liang Yueyang's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He turned his head and saw the flesh and bones coming towards him.

Temporarily out of the fighting state, Liang Yueyang's ears immediately received a bunch of wailing.

Qiao Jin, a big poppy, had top-notch skills in attracting monsters, and the corridor he was running in was extremely crowded, and there were even a few faint "meow" calls mixed in.

"The clothes are at [-]." Liang Yueyang didn't have time to search, and the amplified clear voice spread to the opposite corridor.

The monster turned sideways, its stone-like eyes fixed on Liang Yueyang dully, then turned to look at the director dully.

It turned out to be a stone statue.Liang Yueyang squeezed the jade pendant tightly and raised her voice: "Run away!"

Immediately, with a stride, bent over and rolled to the director's side, he lifted his body and rushed out. Although the monster was slow, the bones in its hands were long enough, and with a sweep, it was about to block the road.

Liang Yueyang pushed the director forward without hesitation, ignoring his weak protest, but the stone statue stopped in place.Liang Yueyang turned over and jumped over, dragging the director over, inevitably scratching his bones.

With a slight touch, the director struggled and moaned helplessly as if he was on the verge of death. Liang Yueyang saw that he hadn't lost much flesh, and said in a cold voice, "If you don't want to die, get up."

Here, Qiao Jin had already rushed over with a magnificent team, and Yun Mao was just in front of him. His beautiful face was embarrassed, and he immediately stood upright against the wall with a shiver: "It's not the same kind of anger."

Liang Yueyang saw with an ugly face that Qiao Jin had started to swell, and his heart was burning with anger.

"Shen Wuyu, let's play another day." Liang Yueyang shattered the small Buddha statue in the altar beside him with a punch, ignoring that the last flame from the Buddha statue burned his fingers, looked around with his cold eyes, and walked towards the elevator. Behind him was the director who was limping and trembling his lips.

Qiao Jin took the time to look up and saw that the monster stood motionless, and its skin was not as flexible as before. It looked like a stone statue.Yun Mao kept running towards the elevator, and Qiao Jin quickly followed.

Shen Wuyu came out from nowhere, stood far away, with a gentle face, and moved his fingers, and the ghosts following Qiao Jin were instantly trapped in place.

"You understand that I don't want to fight with you at all." Shen Wuyu smiled slightly, "But you have to stay as my customer, right?"

The director was trembling and tearful: "Don't keep me, he will kill me."

"You didn't intend to kill him, did you?" Liang Yueyang looked at the weapon of the monster stone statue.

Shen Wuyu leaned on the railing and held her chin, with two dimples in her smile: "I just plan to torture and torture before killing."

"He's prettier than you." Jojin leaned against the wall exhaustedly, touching Yun Mao with his arms.

Yun Mao gave him a supercilious look.Liang Yueyang reached out and pinched Qiao Jin's arm, but luckily, it didn't swell up.

"A thousand cuts to pieces?" Liang Yueyang glanced at the man lying on the ground, "What happened to him?"

"You have a lot of things to do." Shen Wuyu raised her eyebrows and touched her shorts back and forth, her tone was also a little irritable, "If you can't agree..."

"Go." Liang Yueyang turned around and pressed the elevator, looking at Qiao Jin and Yun Mao.

Seeing that someone was about to abandon him, the director's eyes dimmed and he cried hoarsely, "Help me, I'll tell you everything! I'll tell you everything!"

Yun Mao couldn't bear to look away.Liang Yueyang pressed the button to close the door expressionlessly, and Shen Wuyu on the opposite side smiled.

The rest of the journey was smooth and nothing happened. The three of them were lucky enough to get stuck in a taxi and started to analyze in the car.

Qiao Jin sat on the co-pilot rubbing his chin, frowned and asked, "Does this Shen Wuyu look familiar?"

"Huh?" Yun Mao tilted his head. He secretly observed it when he turned into a cat. "Hearing what you said, I also feel a kind of déjà vu."

Liang Yueyang thought of the thin old man who was smiling, and exhaled: "The old man in ambush from ten sides."

"That's right! It's him." Qiao Jin looked stunned, "The two of them really have the same expression. The dimples on the old man's cheeks may be dimples."

"Then, is it rejuvenating or rejuvenating?" Yun Mao tugged at his clothes, and felt that the clothes didn't fit him every time he transformed.

Qiao Jin raised his eyebrows: "Maybe they are grandparents."

Liang Yueyang coughed with a waxy complexion, covered his mouth with his left hand, and Qiao Jin, who turned his head, immediately saw the burns on the back of his hand and fingers.Qiao Jin watched intently, but didn't say a word. Let's deal with it when we go back.

Under the taxi driver's raised collar, two dimples on his cheeks were exposed.