The Fantastical Beasts at World’s End

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By the way, when you were meditating for the teacher just now, what did you want to do when you raised your hand? kindness? Don't think that if you don't have eyes on the top of your head, you don't know! I will settle the accounts with you after the teacher solves the gang of evil obstacles. How can you take pictures of the teacher's head? ! Hmph, if you ruined the Tianling Gai, you would be deceiving your master and exterminating your ancestors! "

Shi Shi said with a blank face: "...You, your Tianling Gai is harder than the sword sharpening stone in the back mountain." If I break your hand, nothing will happen to your head =_=

The master proudly raised his head, which was harder than Lingshi, flicked his sleeves coldly, and left the room with the pomegranate.

In the room at the far end of the building to the east of the base, Ye Zhao was stunned by the sudden chill. Xia Zhiming didn't have such a keen sense. He rubbed his burned fingers, extinguished the butt of the cigarette, and took another cigarette out of the cigarette case. He has been a bit addicted to smoking for the past two days, especially at night, he basically never leaves his cigarette.

He held the cigarette between his lips, and with a "click" of his thumb, he flipped the lighter, and a cluster of slender flames ignited, trembling slightly in his slightly caged palm. He leaned over with a cigarette in his mouth, and just as he was about to take a puff, he felt an unbearably goose-bumped yin from his side, which also faintly smelled of blood and corruption.

"Get down!" Under the light in the room, only Ye Zhao could barely catch the figures of the group of big dark red birds rushing from the darkness outside the window. The people threw themselves on the ground at a surprisingly fast speed, as if a gust of wind had blown by in an instant, engulfing Xia Zhiming and the four of them and knocking them to the ground.

The ghost car that rushed in failed to stop, barely slid over them, rushed out of the balcony, circled quickly and rushed in again.

When Xia Zhiming fell to the ground, his hand was bumped. The lid of the lighter that had been closed was opened again under the unconscious pressure of his thumb, and a cluster of slender flames jumped out. The center was light blue and the periphery was bright yellow.

Among the group of ghost cars, the one flying the lowest was about to cover them all and had no time to dodge, but suddenly let out a shrill cry, the voice was even a bit hoarse because it was too shrill. The other ones suddenly changed direction for some unknown reason, leaned sideways to get out of the way of the ghost car, and snarled and rushed out.

Just when Ye Zhao and the others hadn't recovered from the suffocation brought by the approaching yin and cold air, and even the few people except Ye Zhao didn't even know where the ghost car was, but felt frightened in a daze, The ghost car that was about to stick to them was too fast to change its direction, and flew straight past the slender cluster of flames in Xia Zhiming's hand, and the bright tongue of flame touched its chest.

The yin and cold air suddenly became more obvious, as if the yin air was originally wrapped by something, but now it was torn apart and overflowed wildly from the gap.

With a hoarse and ear-piercing cry, the ghost car, which was almost invisible to the naked eye, gradually turned into a visible dark red shadow. The traces were split apart, as if someone was pulling from both sides.

Full of yin and cold air spreading around the head

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