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"The guards of the three realms, the five emperors welcome, all the gods pay homage, and use thunder." Xia Qing quickly recited a mantra, biting the words as quickly as cracking a rock, and then pointed her sword at the ghost baby.

A thunderbolt appeared out of nowhere and struck the place where the cursed ghost baby was staying.

The cursed ghost baby moved away from his seat for a moment, and stopped covering his ears. His dark eyes looked at the scorched place that was blasted by the lightning, and his eyes were fixed on Xia Qing without blinking.

"Ah—ah—" the cursed ghost baby yelled angrily twice, before disappearing from sight again.

"Golden light appears quickly, protecting the real person!" For the first time, Xia Qing's expression fluctuated, and even the voice of chanting the mantra seemed much more hurried.

However, Zheng Jing was shocked to find that Xia Qing was looking at her, and in the next second, a golden light suddenly flashed around her, flashing abruptly like an eggshell.

And at the back of her head, the cursed ghost baby was stabbed by the golden light and backed away screaming.

"Xia Qing!" Zheng Jing, ignoring the cursed ghost baby who almost opened the back of her head, yelled in horror and rushed towards Xia Qing.

But it was too late.

Almost at the same time as the previous cursed ghost baby, there was an identical cursed ghost baby that appeared beside Xia Qing, dodging the mahogany sword that Xia Qing had slashed, leaving four streaks of black paint on Xia Qing's arm with one claw. Paint scratches.

"Hehehe." The two cursed ghost babies floated in the air, covering their bellies with the same movement and frequency and laughing loudly.

Immediately afterwards, they dodged under Xia Qing's thunder and merged into one, pounced on the mobile phone that was still chanting on the ground.

There was only a crisp sound of "click", the phone was crushed, and the sound of chanting stopped abruptly.

But Xia Qing showed a smile, and threw the mahogany sword towards the cursed ghost baby.

The cursed ghost infant dismissively wanted to dodge the ghost, but unexpectedly bumped into something invisible, just this short pause, Xia Qing's mahogany sword pierced the abdomen, nailing the whole ground to the ground.

Xia Qing didn't stop, she quickly squatted down and grabbed the wound and pressed it to the ground. The blood spread rapidly along the lines of the ground like a living thing, and a blood-red mist rose from the air, covering the cursed ghost baby in the center.

The cursed ghost baby screamed violently, trying to break free from the trap cage, but the wound caused by the mahogany sword in its abdomen made it lose part of its energy.

Soon, the cursed ghost baby turned his head, fixed his dark eyes on Xia Qing, and rushed towards her.

"Boom——" the first time, the cursed ghost baby was hit back by the invisible barrier, and Xia Qing's body swayed imperceptibly, and soon stood there straight and motionless, pressing her hands to the ground.

The cursed ghost baby lay on the ground, looked at Xia Qing, opened its bloody mouth, and then rushed towards Xia Qing.

"Bang—" This time it was louder, and even Xia Qing opened her eyes wide in surprise, looking at the back of Zheng Jing holding a stick in front of her.

Just now when the cursed ghost baby rushed towards Xia Qing again, trying to get out of the predicament by hitting and waiting for an opportunity to hurt Xia Qing, Zheng Jing strode forward and hit the cursed ghost baby's head with a stick.

The cursed ghost baby was beaten back to the middle ground on the spot, ate a mouthful of dust, and an imperceptible small crack appeared on its head.

Not to mention looking at Zheng Jing's cursed ghost baby with the look of seeing a ghost, even the corners of her mouth twitched when she thought about letting Zheng Jing protect herself at first, and then slightly modified her throwing stick, and was a little fierce to her girlfriend He looks like he doesn't know what to say.

Zheng Jing, on the other hand, is most familiar with the way of chasing after the victory. Xia Qing's hideous wound and the scene of being hit and shaken just now are enough for her to make a decision.

As a detective, all the fighting skills she learned were not for killing people, and this time, she finally had the determination to "kill" to use these abilities that had become a habit for many years.

The swinging stick hit the cursed ghost baby again.

The cursed ghost baby didn't dare to resist any more, and dodged to the side, but once again bumped into the cage Xia Qing designed and woven for it, and hit Zheng Jing hard on the leg.

This time, the cracks on the leg were much more obvious, there was no blood, but black mist overflowed.

"Zheng Jing, continue." Xia Qing's calm voice came from behind.

The scope of the surrounding blood-red mist has shrunk significantly.

The cursed ghost baby screamed sharply, frantically trying to break through, but this was something Xia Qing, Xia Wei, and Xia Lin researched together, so how could it escape easily.

Zheng Jing gritted her teeth, and slapped the cursed ghost baby hard on the head again.

The cursed ghost baby covered its head and rolled all over the floor, but was quickly immobilized by the red mist.

It stared at Zheng Jing with eyes as black as ink exposed between its fingers, and that look made Zheng Jing feel as if chills were radiating from his bones.

Another stick.

The cursed ghost baby put down his hands, revealing his obviously cracked head, lying there looking at Zheng Jing, but grinning strangely.

"Turn around and have a look." It opened and closed its mouth, and said a sentence in a strange and slender tone.

Zheng Jing was taken aback, and hurriedly turned her head to look, but the scene in front of her made Zheng Jing's heart ache.

Xia Qing was still kneeling there, but blood was seeping from the corner of her mouth, her brows were tightly frowned, and fine beads of sweat were dripping all over her head.

"Xia Qing!" Zheng Jing yelled hastily, finally ignoring the concern and guard against the cursed ghost baby, she turned around and was about to squat down to check on Xia Qing's situation.

Xia Qing raised her head abruptly, with fear in her eyes: "Be careful!" Because of this shout, she opened her mouth to spit out another mouthful of blood, which was also lucky, and happened to be sprayed on the head of the cursed ghost baby that rushed over.

The cursed ghost baby let out a powerful scream, and was once again locked by the red mist driven by Xia Qing.

"Kill it!" Xia Qing shouted with almost the last of her strength.

Zheng Jing raised her head to look at the cursed ghost baby, but she dared not move in shock.From the smiling face of the cursed ghost baby, Zheng Jing had a very bad premonition in her heart.

"You will die." Sure enough, the cursed ghost baby clearly said this sentence word by word, and it let out a "giggle" laugh frantically, "You will die, giggle, die!"

"Zheng Jing!" Xia Qing ignored what the cursed ghost baby said, and only called Zheng Jing again.

"Everything about you is mine. If I die, you will die too!" The cursed ghost baby opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't understand why Xia Qing still wanted to kill him, and his voice became shrill again because of the tension.

"I'm not necessarily going to die, but you have to die." Xia Qing showed a smile, raised her hand and pressed the silent bell that had been soaked in her blood for a long time. Outwardly subduing demon spirits."

The bell made a crisp sound.

It was covered with blood and floated in the air, and as the bell continued to ring, it began to burn with crimson flames.

The cursed ghost baby finally despaired, it waved its arms unwillingly, and its eyes fell on Zheng Jing: "Stop her, she will die!"

Zheng Jing took a step forward, but stopped quickly.

With trembling hands, she took her gaze away from the cursed ghost baby and turned to stare at Xia Qing.

The originally beautiful and bright face looked a little embarrassed because of the blood and sweat. Xia Qing seemed to have a sense of it, and turned her head to look at Zheng Jing.

Zheng Jing opened her mouth, and finally swallowed back the question she was about to utter, and just squatted down and hugged Xia Qing.

Leaning on Zheng Jing's chest, Xia Qing's eyes fell on the completely desperate cursed ghost baby, and she smiled.

The crimson flame bell rushed towards the cursed ghost baby with great force, and penetrated into the crack on top of its head.

The cursed ghost baby struggled in pain and let out a dying cry.

The red mist rising around lost control and fell to the ground like rain.

Zheng Jing tightened her arms, and seemed to be afraid that Xia Qing would be strangled, trying to control herself not to use too much force.

She could feel that Xia Qing's whole body was trembling uncontrollably as the cursed ghost baby howled in pain.

She didn't know if Xia Qing was enduring unspeakable pain, and she didn't know what Xia Qing's face was like now.

She dared not look at it at all.

"Xia Qing, are you so cruel to everyone?" As the trembling of the person in her arms became weaker and weaker, and the voice of cursing the ghost baby gradually disappeared, Zheng Jing asked, suppressing her sobs.

She didn't hear Xia Qing's answer.

There was a faint sound of police sirens in the distance.

The cursed ghost baby dissipated completely, and the space it created naturally disappeared, and Zheng Jing and Xia Qing returned to the original normal space.

The police searched for a long time, and finally found it.

There are too many unexplainable things here, but Zheng Jing doesn't want to move at all, and doesn't want to think about how to explain it.

What's the use?