The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

The word "grandma" almost destroyed the noble aura that Madam Sheng San had when she walked out of the ghost gate.

Madam Sheng San looked at Lu Zhaoling with a bit of resentment.

"The Black Envoy received the letter and asked me to come here first," she said.

"You are with Xiao Hei?" Lu Zhaoling guessed immediately, "Xiao Hei must be afraid to come!"

Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai must be trying to avoid her recently. Don't think she doesn't know!

But she also understood what Madam Sheng San said, "Come here first"? Does this mean she will leave later?

What on earth happened in the Netherworld!

"Master, what's the matter?" Madam Sheng San asked hurriedly.

Just after she asked, she saw people and ghosts fighting in a group over there.

The scene was a bit chaotic.

But Madam Sheng San was able to distinguish between friend and foe in an instant.

He also saw how powerful the evil cultivator was. After all, Yin Yunting had also gone up there, but he had not been able to defeat the other party.

"Go! The pen in that person's hand is suspected to be stolen from the Netherworld Ghost Abyss!" Lu Zhaoling pointed with his finger.

Madam Sheng San was instantly refreshed, "An opportunity to make a contribution? I'll go right away!"

"Hey! Here comes the Immortal!"

Madam Sheng San's figure was as fast as a stream of light and she pounced over in an instant.

Yin Yunting and Lu Song knew her and felt the gust of wind she brought. They both stepped back at the same time and reached out to grab Rong Jingjing.

Brother Frog also quickly took Zheng Ying to the side.

"The third lady is here, make room for her."

Rong Jingjing and Zheng Ying were both a little confused. But before they could stop being confused, Madam Sheng San had already held the mirror in her hand, clenched it tightly, and swung the mirror towards the evil cultivator.

At the same time, he threw a mist ball into the air with his other hand, "Collect!"

While the evil cultivator was trying to avoid her attack, he also saw that the deep mist he released was completely absorbed by the bead.

"Hey, this is the Deep Mist Pearl that Xiao Hei gave to Grandma. Isn't this a professional match?"

Even if that evil cultivator releases more, they will still be completely sucked out by the Abyss Mist Pearl.

The abyss mist that is sucked back can be sent back to Guiyuan or kept for one's own use.

"What kind of bead is this..." The evil cultivator looked at Madam Sheng San in shock and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm not a human." Madam Sheng San responded, and then she swung the mirror at him fiercely.

This time, when it was swung, countless black vines stretched out from the mirror and danced straight towards the evil cultivator.

He had wanted to avoid the attack of the handheld mirror before, but this time even he didn't expect that these things could fly out of the handheld mirror. He reacted a little slowly, and one of his wrists was entangled by vines.

Madam Sheng San immediately pulled the mirror back and pulled it hard.

The vines came off and pulled the evil cultivator towards the mirror, as if they were going to pull his arm into the mirror.

The evil cultivator gritted his teeth and tried hard to shake off his hands, and the vines seemed to actually loosen a little.

But just when he thought he could get rid of it, Madam Sheng San waved her hand again, and the vines immediately wrapped around the pen tightly, and with a swish, the pen was snatched away.

The vine rolled up the pen and retracted into the mirror at lightning speed.

The mirror surface was restored and became smooth, and there was no trace of the vines that had appeared before.

The evil cultivator looked at his hands in disbelief.

No, his pen was just stolen like that?

The pen I got with great difficulty is gone just like that?

Rong Jingjing actually knew about Madam Sheng San, because Madam Sheng San was mentioned in the letter that Lu Zhaoling and the others had sent back.

But she didn't expect that Madam Sheng San was so powerful.

They fought so fiercely with the ghosts, but when Mrs. Sheng San came, she snatched the pen from her in just a few encounters.

Zheng Ying admired him even more.

This sister is so awesome.

We are all ghosts, but this sister's body is perfect, not a single part of it is made of dough. And she is so powerful.

Lu Song also said to Yin Yunting, "Big Brother, the Third Lady seems to be much more powerful."

"Well, it seems that I really learned a lot from this trip to the Netherworld." Yin Yunting also said.

The evil cultivator realized that something was wrong and turned around and tried to run away.

Where there is life, there is hope!

"Want to leave? Have you asked me?" Madam Sheng San waved the mirror again, and a huge ball of fire was smashed out and instantly hit the back of the evil cultivator.

Suddenly, fire started burning on his body.

"what!"

The evil cultivator screamed, fell to the ground, and quickly rolled to put out the fire. But he found that the fire could not be put out by rolling like this.

Now his body was burning with pain and his clothes were torn.

"Master, should we kill him or not?" Madam Sheng San remembered to look back at Lu Zhaoling and asked.

"Hehe, let's not kill them first, let's put out the fire." Lu Zhaoling said quickly.

Could it be that he was the one who was burned to death and wanted to burn another one as a companion?

Madam Sheng San has become so fierce after her trip from the underworld. Who taught her this?

Lu Zhaoling would never admit that it was she who taught Madam Sheng San to be so arrogant in the beginning.

"Okay."

Madam Sheng San waved the mirror to put out the fire, which actually seemed a bit regrettable.

Looking at the evil cultivator whose body was still charred and smoking, she stood there and blew towards him slowly.

The wind howled.

The wind blew the evil cultivator to the ground several times, and the smoke all over his body was frozen away, leaving only his tattered and charred clothes.

Now he was frozen there, unable to even stand up, let alone escape.

Lu Zhaoling walked up to Madam Sheng San with a smile and stretched out her hand.

"Show me that pen."

"Ok."

Madam Sheng San took out the pen without even thinking about it.

Lu Zhaoling took the pen and threw it to Yin Changxing, "Master, please take a look."

After Yin Changxing received the pen, Lu Zhaoling immediately began to praise Madam Sheng San.

"Grandma, you are really amazing now. Your appearance is so beautiful and your moves are so cool!"

"In your hands, magic weapons can be refined into spirits, and your use is becoming more and more perfect. Your progress is definitely not something that ordinary ghosts can catch up with!"

"Moreover, your attack was so clean and swift, and you didn't drag your feet either. Who wouldn't be enchanted and impressed by your demeanor?"

At this point, she turned around and asked Zheng Yingwa, "Tell me, are you convinced?"

Zheng Ying and Frog Brother immediately nodded vigorously.

"I am convinced!"

Zheng Ying nodded so vigorously that Rong Jingjing was worried that she would nod her head off.

"No, not really..." Madam Sheng blushed at the compliment. She gathered her hair, twisted her wrists, kicked her feet lightly, and said embarrassedly, "It's not as great as you say."

"Yes! How could there not be any!"

Lu Zhaoling gave Yin Yunting a look, indicating that he should tie up the evil cultivator. At the same time, she put her arm around Madam Sheng San's shoulders, turned around with her, and walked to a deserted place nearby.