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threaten me?

die?

I slapped it and hit the black shadow on the face, and I heard the woman screaming in pain.

"Oh, bastard, how dare you hit this girl!"

I don't care if it's a ghost?Still resentment, a slap on the left, of course a slap on the right.

Snapped!

"What's wrong with beating you? Come and beat me if you have the ability!"

"You! You rascal!"

I laughed and spread my hands, "I am a rascal? Do you believe that I will smash the vase right now, smash your resentment and soul, and make you disappear completely!"

"The vase is broken, and those who are taken away by this girl will die immediately!"

"I'm going! Dare to threaten me?"

When I went up, I just kicked, and then I slapped several times.

"Threatening me? Threats? Why aren't you threatening?"

"Master, spare your life, spare your life!"

Seeing the black shadow begging for mercy, I went on to say: "Let them all go, and I'll let you live, or I'll fucking kill you right now!"

Heiying didn't speak, and honestly released a white light from the bottle mouth, and continued: "They entered the bottle voluntarily to accompany the little girl. The little girl is not capable enough to let them out, and I asked the immortal to enter the bottle to rescue them."

I thought it would be very troublesome to enter the bottle to save people, but I didn't expect it to be so simple, and this ghost bottle beauty's tears is nothing more than that.

It seems that it is not as powerful as it is said in the legend.

I looked at Long Ya, Long Ya nodded, and was the first to jump into the white light.

Then, I jumped in too.

I don't know how long it took for a piece of whiteness before I felt a feeling of falling to the ground.

Stepping on the ground, the surroundings are still white.

Long Ya walked towards me not far away.

Then I heard a burst of mocking laughter: "Hahaha, you two idiots, entered this girl's territory and were trapped by this girl, you just wait here to die!"

There was another burst of maniacal laughter, and then it slowly died away.

Long Ya had no expression on his face, raised his fist and threw it towards the ground without saying a word.

Boom!

After a loud noise, the ground only shook twice, and there was no response.

Just when Long Ya was about to punch again.

I sighed, "Stop beating, it's useless, let's rest."

Going down to the ground, he closed his eyes leisurely.

I can feel that Long Ya is also lying down.

The space is sealed, surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, isn't it the inside of the vase?

If the hypothesis is true, it is necessary to find the wall of the vase, so as to enter the world of vase painting.

While thinking.

Hearing, there was a slight snoring sound coming from beside him.

I frowned, opened my eyes, and turned my head.

Hey, the little bastard really fell asleep.

I got up and sat beside him, kicking and saying: "I let you rest, I didn't let you sleep! Get up!"

I saw Long Ya sitting up abruptly from the ground, opened his eyes and wiped his mouth, muttering with a greedy face: "Inspector, if there are not enough pig's trotters, two more."

"Eat, eat, eat, why didn't you die! Get up and work!"

Long Ya stood up and looked at me without saying a word.

I patted Long Ya on the shoulder to signal him to lower himself, and then I jumped on his back.

This place is so big, if Long Ya loses it, he will starve to death.

Letting him walk behind my back is also doing good deeds.

"Go straight ahead until you can't walk anymore."

I wandered back and forth in this mist like this for an indeterminate amount of time, and I fell asleep before I heard Long Ya's deep voice, "Inspector, there is a wall ahead!"

Hearing this, I immediately cheered up, jumped off Long Ya's back, groped on the wall for a while, and then tapped lightly.

I laughed, it was exactly what I thought, what did Sombra say about her territory?Isn't it to separate me from her completely?

dream!

After saying this, I took out a brush with a green pen holder from my body.

The pen holder is carved from Heshibi obtained in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the nib is made from the hair of a white fox who has practiced for thousands of years.

The craftsmanship is even more ingenious, and it has the functions of town house, evil spirits, and ghosts. It is called Zhenling pen.

I raised my hand and bit my finger, dripping blood from my fingertip into the brush.

In an instant, the brush emitted bursts of red light, and the whole brush jumped like a living thing in the palm of the hand.

I narrowed my eyes, looked sharply at the white wall in front of me, drew a door with the pen in my hand, then put away the pen and walked towards the door.