Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Liu Yanhong goes down from the neck, and the skin has numerous tiny cracks. The layers are layered and bronzed. It looks like a layer of fish scales!

Song Yuting rushed to the bathroom and sipped on the toilet.

Ye Shaoyang stretched out his hand and stroked the fish scale. It was a kind of keratinized skin, very hard and rough, and it felt like a fish scale.

"It's incredible..."

After a while, Song Yuting spit out, and returned to Ye Shaoyang, seeing Liu Yanhong on the ground, unable to move, dragging the crying room, said: "What is going on here, you don't say she is a zombie, This is obviously a monster!"

"This is not a monster." Ye Shaoyang slowly shook his head, his face was dignified, one hand clasped Liu Yanhong's wrist and the other hand touched the ink from the belt, and wrapped a few red lines on one of her wrists. Then he took out a glutinous rice, sprinkled it on the ground, and pressed Liu Hongyan's hand up, and immediately sighed with a burst of black gas.

The black liquid flows down the fingertips and drops on the glutinous rice, dyeing the glutinous rice into black.

"Oh..." Liu Yanhong kept shaking her head, sweating like a rain, and the mouth of the seal was filled with painful snoring.

Ye Shaoyang then found a pair of chopsticks painted in red from the backpack. One foot stepped on the other hand, holding the **** with chopsticks, twisting it with force, and then going out, "Come out!"

A figure was pulled out from Liu Yanhong's body and still wants to struggle. Ye Shaoyang is also polite, his right hand pinches a law, and his palm hits his head.

The ghost screamed and was kicked out. He rolled over the air for several laps and slowly landed on the ground. He was half-dead and squatted for a long time.

"If you don't accept it again, I will let you fly away and say it."

The ghost looked at him coldly, but he really didn't dare to move again.

Ye Shaoyang and two people are fixed on their eyes. This ghost is not Liu Yanhong at all, but a soldier wearing armor, who keeps the hustle and bustle, and does not see how old he is. Ye Shaoyang is not the first time to see the ancient ghost. I looked up and down for a while and said: "The dead soul of the Ming Dynasty?"

The other party's eyes flashed and he watched him not doing anything.

"How do you know that he is from the Ming Dynasty?" came a question from Song Yuting.

Ye Shaoyang pointed at the top of the warrior's dead soul and said: "This guy didn't wear a helmet. You see that he doesn't have a scorpion, which means that it is not a Qing Dynasty. But the man before the Song Dynasty, although it was awkward, but in the middle is a string of hairpins, only the Ming Dynasty Wear this small crown."

He can say this, not because he knows more about history, but as a mage, he has to deal with ghosts often. The souls of the former dynasty are often seen. If you can serve, you can judge the life of the other person as soon as possible. It is equal to knowing his age, and he has a rough judgment on his cultivation. He can be prepared when fighting.

Ye Shaoyang is lazy and can't remember the service characteristics of different dynasties. However, there are simple features such as scorpions and scorpions, or all the memories, which can be seen at a glance.

"You are the soul of the Ming Dynasty, why not go to reincarnation, why should you attach it to her?" Ye Shaoyang looked at the ghost of the Ming Dynasty.

The ghost just looked at him and didn't talk.

Song Yuting asked: "Is he unable to understand you?"

"How could he, he is here?" Ye Shaoyang glanced at the ghost and reached out to remove the charm on Liu Hongyan's face. The right thumb was pressed on her ghost door, pulling outward, and another figure was pulled. Come out, roll a circle on the ground, squatting at Ye Shaoyang, crying and saying: "Xie Da Master saved his life."

When the warrior’s dead soul saw Liu Hongyan’s ghost, he seemed to have forgotten his situation. He suddenly rushed up, clasped her neck with one hand, quickly retreated, and shouted: “Don’t come over!”

A ghost, kidnapping another ghost as a hostage... Such a wonderful thing, Ye Shaoyang has never seen it, drunk on the spot, usually with a soldier ghost, said: "Let her go."

"You don't come over, you will let her go, if you do it, you don't believe it!"

Ye Shaoyang frowned, although the other party's behavior was very strange, but ... it was really troublesome, the ghost's perception was very sensitive, and this guy came from the end of the Ming Dynasty, filled with light red light, indicating that it is only a ghost.

A devil, wanting to kill an ordinary ghost, is simply a matter of moving his fingers, so he has no chance to grab the front of him.

"Say, what are the conditions?" Ye Shaoyang sighed and asked.

"I want to take her away, you can't stop me! Otherwise I will start."

Ye Shaoyang said: "If you leave, then tear up the ticket, what should I do?"

"I won't, I..."

When he didn't finish talking, he suddenly felt a slight mistake, and suddenly turned, but it was a silver flash, and he straightened down from the top of his head.

The warrior ghost froze on the spot, without a trace of resistance, after a few seconds, the figure slowly split from the middle, split into two halves, and then broken a little, turned into fine, scattered around.

Behind his original foothold, standing a small figure, looks like five or six years old, smiling innocently, carrying a huge sword on his shoulder.

He shook his arm and stalked the sword. The sword immediately shrank and turned into the length of the palm. He hung it on his waist and clap his hands. He smiled from Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang snorted, "I have called you already, how come!"

"Hey, I had something before, I was delayed. When I came, I was catching up with that silly than to confront you. I simply hid behind him, and unexpectedly... Still the key to me, the boss will praise me!"

Ye Shaoyang rolled his eyes and came to Liu Hongyan.

"Xie Da Master rescued." Liu Hongyan escaped from the tiger's mouth and excitedly fell against Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang went to the sofa, sat down and turned to ask Song Yuting: "Do you have a bathtub here?"

Song Yuting shook his head.

"Then go to the supermarket to buy a big bucket, or a big tub, you can let a person sit inside, you pay, I remember you a yin." In contrast, Ye Shaoyang cares more. It is money, so I would rather send the yin.

Song Yuting didn't know what yin and yin was not yin, and said: "I am a little scared."

Guagua immediately walked over and took her hand and said: "Beauty sister, I will accompany you, there will be no ghosts to entangle you."

"Why?" Song Yuting asked casually.

"Oh, because I am a ghost myself."

After that, I took the hand of Song Yuting, who was fainting, and walked toward the door.

Ye Shaoyang came to the sofa and sat down, looking at the ghost of Liu Hongyan: "Tell me first, what is going on?"