Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 8 Mr. Ghost, do you want to just leave like this?
After chanting the spell, the yellow talisman in An Xiangwan's hand burned to ashes, and a hazy light that was invisible to ordinary people enveloped her.

She took out a golden black talisman and stuffed it into her chest, and pressed the switch of the small black stick. The front end blinked and shot a straight red light like a sword. She waved it, and after confirming that the speed of light was stable, she put on a calm expression, opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.

Earlier, Zong Che had sensed something strange in the room, and had already arrived. He hid in the air to observe, and accidentally saw the seductive beauty coming out of the bath, his eyes blinked a little deeper.

The plain face without makeup powder has a very good foundation and is highly recognizable. The small beaded mouth with almost no lip lines, like a ripe cherry, makes people want to take a bite of it.

With a seemingly thin but plump body, under the graceful swan neck, the clavicle spreads like a butterfly's wings, the upper edge of the bath towel wraps tightly in a round V arc, and the hem shows off her slender and straight white jade thighs, which is extremely charming, undoubtedly the opposite sex The sexy stunner in the eyes.

An Xiangwan didn't know Zong Che was there.

The room is full of yin, and the spiritual pressure is extremely strong. If it is an ordinary person, it will cause the eardrum to swell, and if it is serious, it will bleed from the seven holes.

From the entrance, there were two ear-piercing sounds of women arguing.

The two female ghosts had a hideous appearance of being beaten bloody before death. One female ghost had a sharp fruit knife stuck in the back of her neck. She held scissors in one hand and pulled the other's hair with the other hand. After cutting it, the shocking blood stained the whole body and dripped to the ground along the hem of the clothes, making people feel a dull pain in their scalp just by looking at it.

A few seconds after the cut female ghost appeared, she stretched out her hand to pinch the female ghost who scalped it. With a hard pinch, her eyes disappeared in the blink of an eye. She turned her head and glared at An Xiangwan fiercely. It wanted to kill her now.

Less than a minute after An Xiangwan entered the room, he was met with a fierce cold attack.

Facing the female ghost's tricks, An Xiangwan curled his lips contemptuously, stretched out his hand and pulled out the black talisman from his chest, and said softly:

"The Taishang Laojun taught me to kill ghosts, and I will fight with my gods... What kind of god is not subdued, and what kind of ghost dares to be it."

Every time an incantation was recited, An Xiangwan's murderous intent became stronger.

Seeing her small movements, Zong Che slightly tightened his sword eyebrows, narrowed his eyes, and watched her fight the female ghost.

The outcome of a one-man-one-ghost confrontation was determined in an instant. The female ghost's attack was like a pebble hitting a rock. Under the effect of the ghost-killing spell, An Xiangwan's beam rod dealt more than twice as much damage to ghosts as ordinary magic weapons.

Just when An Xiangwan was about to wipe out the female ghost's place, Zong Che appeared, threw a spiritual thread to tie the female ghost, dragged it to her feet, and stepped on it mercilessly.

This caught An Xiangwan by surprise. She didn't expect him to be here, and even cut her off. Seeing that he was like a slut to the female ghost, she didn't quite understand what he wanted, so she took off her aggressive posture a little.

Yin Yang teased and laughed strangely: "I didn't expect Mr. Gui to enter and leave the woman's room so freely. Are you used to it?"

Zong Che glanced at her indifferently, but did not respond, and summoned the will-o'-the-wisp followers to come out and take the female ghost away.

"Shut up in hell."

"Yes."

A sound of respect reverberated in the air, and immediately, the green ghost fire burst out of the floor like a few bubbles and stuck to the female ghost.

Zong Che let go of his feet, pulled out the sword behind his back, and drew a circle on the floor, a faint blue bottomless black hole appeared in the blink of an eye, the ghost flame dragged the female ghost into the circle, finally sank into the pitch black, and disappeared after a few seconds. The room suddenly returned to light, the Yin Qi and spiritual pressure were reduced by half, and the temperature gradually returned to normal.

Seeing this, An Xiangwan probably guessed Zong Che's identity. Seeing that he turned around and wanted to leave, he deliberately stepped forward to stop him, and said, "Mr. Ghost, do you want to just leave like this and let it go?"

"Otherwise?" Zong Che looked at her indifferently, and put the sword back into the sheath behind him.

Seeing him put away his weapon, An Xiangwan immediately turned off the beam and walked closer.

"Mr. Ghost, others say that you have to finish drinking the red wine you opened. You have seen my body, should you take the responsibility?"

(End of this chapter)