ghost master

Han Lin used all his strength, so Wang Xiaopang was directly slapped to the ground by him, only feeling a burning pain in his cheek, and it swelled up at a fast speed.

Wang Xiaopang was stunned by the slap, although he didn't cry, his eyes were red with a layer of water vapor.

"Master..." Wang Xiaopang sat on the ground and covered his face, feeling quite aggrieved: "Although Yulan is from the Xiao family, I trust her. We have known each other for more than ten years..."

"So what for more than ten years? Are you married? Are you so worried about her?!" Han Lin's face was extremely gloomy, and an ice crystal stick appeared in his hand: "I think you were blinded by that woman ! This deity will make you sober today!"

Wang Xiaopang saw Han Lin transforming into a stick, full of hostility, and ran away in a panic, but before he ran out of the door, he felt a huge suction force behind him, forcing him Sucked back.

"How stupid! How stupid! How stupid!" Han Lin also turned pale with anger, and the stick in his hand fell on Wang Xiaopang's body like a torrential rain. Said he was beaten to death.

When Han Lin's first stick fell, Wang Xiaopang only felt a shock behind his back, and his spine was about to break. The huge pain made him cry out with a "wow", and then tried to dodge with his hands on his head, but because Han Lin He grabbed the back of his neck and couldn't escape.

"Master! Please forgive me!" Wang Xiaopang was crying and crying in pain, but he was still speaking for Xiao Yulan: "Yulan promised me! She won't peek at the things in the storage bag." ! And she won’t let her family know! She promised me! If I didn’t go to pick her up, I would send the storage bag to Uncle Lin! Huh... Master, you have known her for more than ten years... You You also watched her grow up, why don't you believe her..."

"It's just because she knew that Xue Tianzong was facing a catastrophe, but she fled home! She had information but kept her mouth shut! She knew you liked her, but she was still having an affair with Chen Mulin!" Han Lin said sharply, seeing Wang Xiaopang's clothes seep through Knowing that his back was rotten when he was bleeding, he couldn't help but beat the stick in his hand. He wanted to hit him a few more times, but he was worried that his bones would be broken, so he threw Wang Xiaopang, who was crying loudly, with a gloomy face. to the ground.

"I don't know if you're really stupid or if you pretended not to see it, but no matter which one it is..." Han Lin suddenly stopped, he seemed to feel something, turned his head to look outside with a serious face, and then clenched his fists bitterly , and disappeared in front of Wang Xiaopang in a flash.

Wang Xiaopang curled up on the ground crying, his body was in pain, even if he moved, he was also very sad, not only because Han Lin hit him, but also because of what he said just now.

He noticed Xiao Yulan and Chen Mulin's closeness, but they didn't date, did they?If Chen Mulin also likes Xiao Yulan, he can understand, who doesn't like such a straightforward and cheerful girl?So while he was depressed, he also put all his energy into pursuing Xiao Yulan, wanting to win Xiao Yulan's favor one step ahead of Chen Mulin.

As a man, he couldn't give up his beloved woman because of a competitor, right?

Wang Xiaopang cried for a long time until he realized that someone was trying to forcibly break the defensive restriction he had set up. It's three magicians!

The magic cultivator is attacking?so fast?Wang Xiaopang's already pale face turned paler and paler. The illusion-shattering goggles on his eyes showed that one of the three demon cultivators was at the alchemy level, and the other two were at the late stage of foundation establishment. It's dealt with!

Just listen to the three magicians talking over there:

"Good boy, but the defensive restrictions established by the mere foundation building are so strong."

"It's no wonder the young master asked the three of us to come and catch him. It really is quite capable to be hailed as Xue Zun's successor."

"Okay, I see that the rudder master has broken this restriction!" Said the knot demon cultivator, then rubbed his hands together on his chest, and a black-red energy ball appeared in his hand.

Wang Xiaopang inside the room was startled and angry. He really wanted to rush out and kill these three hateful demon cultivators, but he was just beaten up by Han Lin. It can restore some physical strength quickly, but the stick Han Lin uses is a cold popsicle transformed by spiritual power, which will cause relatively great damage to the monk's body. Ten days and a half months, let alone a full recovery.

Wang Xiaopang gritted his teeth and got up from the ground. He reached into the storage bag and released Lei Ling.

Lei Ling was a little stunned when he was released suddenly, but when he noticed Wang Xiaopang's poor physical condition and the magic cultivator outside, his dead fish eyes narrowed.

"Ji—" There is a useless master who is very tired.

"Chirp—" But he would be affected even if he died.

"Hey—" There's no way——

At the moment that the black-red energy ball in the hand of the Dandan Moxiu hit the defensive restriction set up by Wang Xiaopang, Lei Ling's figure shot out like lightning.

With Lei Ling's guardian Wang Xiaopang relieved, he took out a bottle of pills and poured them into his mouth. After a while, he felt his stomach start to warm up. He crossed his legs and closed his eyes to quickly guide the spiritual power in his body. Turned around three times, then stood up with difficulty.

His back hurts... Master beat him too hard... Wang Xiaopang wiped his nose with the back of his hand, wiped his wet eyes, and then endured the pain Yu Jian flew out of the window.

As soon as he flew out of the window, Wang Xiaopang was stunned. He saw flames everywhere, thick smoke billowing, most of the houses were on fire, and the sky and the ground were full of fighting monks, swords, swords, spells, and curses. The sound is endless, it can be said that it is extremely chaotic.

Wang Xiaopang didn't dare to fly too high, for he was afraid of being hit by someone's spell. He looked back at his yard, and saw that Lei Ling was fighting with the alchemy demon cultivator, and there were two charred corpses lying on the ground. Those two Foundation Establishment demons have cultivated.

Lei Ling opened his mouth and shot a purple lightning bolt at the alchemy cultivator. The alchemy cultivator didn't dare to catch it. Once he was hit by the lightning, his body would be paralyzed for a short time. This is quite dangerous, so he dodged Unexpectedly, Lei Ling shot several bolts of lightning one after another, making him quite embarrassed to hide.

Wang Xiaopang saw that Lei Ling was slightly above, so he felt relieved. At this moment, he remembered something, so he reached into the storage bag again, and took out the spirit-eating worm.

Xiaopang, the king of devouring insects, has never liked it very much, because Han Lin said that it is a vicious insect, and he has also suffered from it, so he has been raising it with a casual attitude. Throw things to it to eat, and it is really easy to raise as Lin Xiyuan said, as long as it has aura, it will eat it.

Wang Xiaopang then asked this little guy: "Can you deal with Moxiu?"

The spirit-eating insect was very interested. It stayed on Wang Xiaopang's finger and raised its head to look around, then excitedly chose the demon cultivator with the highest cultivation base in the late stage of foundation establishment: "Mother! Eat him!"

Although the spirit devourer can speak, it doesn't know many words. Fortunately, Wang Xiaopang can understand its meaning.

It can eat that base-building late-stage demon cultivator.

Seeing that it can help, Wang Xiaopang couldn't help but look happy: "Then go and eat him!"

"Mother! Ten years!" The spirit devourer said happily in a thin voice, and then jumped off Wang Xiaopang's fingers.

ten years?Wang Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he would throw a waste dagger to the spirit-eating insects, and it would take half a month for it to absorb all the aura in the dagger, let alone a foundation-building demon cultivator?

Let you eat it for ten years, the day lily will be cold!Wang Xiaopang wanted the spirit devourer to come back with a dark face, but the spirit devourer had already crawled away excitedly.

Wang Xiaopang didn't chase it either. He saw a female monk in the early stage of foundation establishment not far away in a hard fight with a demon cultivator, so he raised his sword to help without hesitation. However, he was seriously injured and the hand holding the sword Every lift and swing will pull the wound on the back, so I held back tears during the fight.

With Wang Xiaopang's assistance, the female cultivator yelled, and when the demon cultivator couldn't cope, she decisively swung her sword and chopped off his head.

Wang Xiaopang was frightened, he couldn't react to the blood sprayed on his face, he watched in a daze as the demon cultivator's soul separated from his body, then twisted his body and flew away with a face of pain.

Most resentful ghosts refuse to go to hell, but choose to stay in the world.

A living person... just died...

Wang Xiaopang opened his eyes wide, his heart was shocked, and his head was a little blank. He didn't recover from the shock until the female monk called out to him.

"Brother Xuexian, are you alright?" The female monk looked at Wang Xiaopang's blood-stained back with a worried expression, thinking that he must have been chopped off from behind.

"No, nothing." Wang Xiaopang tried to calm himself down, thinking of Tian Zixuan.

Brother Tian must be very scared, right?go to him... go to him...

Wang Xiaopang feels that Tian Zixuan needs him very much, or...he needs Tian Zixuan.

"I'm going to rescue other people, be careful..." Wang Xiaopang said, and then staggered away.

"Senior Brother Xuexian!" The female monk felt that Wang Xiaopang should find a place to rest now, but she thought that the sect is in such a mess now, where can he rest?So she sighed secretly, turned her head to look around, and found that a senior brother who had a good relationship with her was in a hard fight with a demon in a black cloak.

"Senior Brother Qifei! I'll help you!" The female monk shouted loudly, and rushed to her senior brother with a bloody sword, trying to help him, but the next second her body was crushed by a long sword. It was penetrated.

The female monk turned her head in disbelief: "Brother Qifei...you..."

The monk named Qi Fei smiled evilly, and under the gaze of the demon cultivator, he lowered his head and kissed the female monk's lips: "My good junior sister, don't worry about dying, I will make your corpse into a puppet properly. "

The female monk opened her eyes slightly, and then those eyes lost their brilliance, while the demon cultivator beside them took off the cloak cap on his head, revealing an overly pale face.

"Qifei, can you not be so disgusting?"

"How can it be disgusting? Dead people look much better than living people, but living dead people like you, Chen Sen, are not bad." Qi Fei laughed again, and then hooked his fingers at him: "Continue."

The two continued to pretend to be fighting hard, and after about an incense stick of time, a disciple of Snow Sky Sect rushed over.

"Brother Qifei! I'll help you!"

……

Wang Xiaopang stumbled all the way to Tian Zixuan's residence. He thought that Tian Zixuan's courtyard must be in a mess, because what he saw along the way was like hell, but Tian Zixuan's residence was intact. Even the spiritual grass that filled the yard was not damaged in the slightest, and it was still lush and lush.

Because it was so well preserved, Wang Xiaopang couldn't help feeling suspicious, but he was more worried about Tian Zixuan than the fear of danger, so he still walked in with his aching body.

Tian Zixuan's courtyard was also set up with formations, but Wang Xiaopang knew how to get in and out of this formation, so he went in without any hindrance. After entering, he cautiously released his spiritual sense to investigate, but was caught by a bubble-like thing Bounced back.

It's a visitation ban...

Wang Xiaopang frowned slightly, he hesitated for a moment, but still walked slowly towards that house.

"Brother Tian?" Wang Xiaopang pushed open the door and saw Tian Zixuan's figure kneeling.

Tian Zixuan is not alone, there is a person sitting on the chair in front of him, Han Yang!