Selling her beauty to the ghost king for merit

The scene was really weird, the paper puppet didn't move, it just raised its head and looked at Qinghe quietly, making the latter sit on the ground for a long time, not knowing whether to get up or not.

It's not because of fear, it's just that when he looked past the paper doll, he suddenly saw a frightened father and son in the room. He didn't dare to act rashly for fear of disturbing the paper doll again.

It's just that the stalemate didn't last long. Mu Ziyun on the roof could only hide himself and stay on the ground, and jumped off the roof neatly.

Because the people on the roof couldn't see what was going on under the eaves, so——Mu Ziyun happened to step on the paper puppet when he jumped down.

This surprised everyone.

In the eyes of others, it is indeed chic.

——Why are you so stupid?

Concealed Qinghe was thinking like this, choked for a while speechless, until Mu Ziyun came to pull him, and then asked, "Don't you think you stepped on something?"

"You sit on the ground and can't get up, don't you feel your butt sticking?" Mu Ziyun asked him in reverse.

It was such a commotion to cover up and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he didn't take the hand he extended, but stood up and patted the ashes on his body.

Mu Ziyun didn't care. Seeing that Jian Qinghe could stand up, he turned his attention to the paper doll.

He said: "The yin and yang eyes are very important to Ren Qizhi. Even if it is inconvenient to use his real body, he would definitely not be so sloppy. There must be many crudely made paper dolls like this."

Hearing Mu Ziyun say "it's very important", he hid his face and paused for a moment, then he remembered that everything was directed at him, and Liu Qiuding and Liu Nian were both at Renyin time on Gengshen month Dinghai day Strangers, although the years are different, but three of the four pillars of the horoscope are the same as themselves, it is extremely difficult to find, so naturally they will not give up easily.

"Tell me, if Ren Qizhi finds out that I'm here, will he continue to goug Liu Qiuding's eyes, or will he turn around and catch me?" Jiao Qinghe asked suddenly.

"Children make choices." After Mu Ziyun finished speaking, he stood up, thinking that to ensure safety, it would be better to gather together the helpless Liu family inside and outside the house.

But who would have thought that when he raised his head, he saw seven or eight paper dolls with the same roughness appearing in the yard and surrounding Liu Qiuding step by step.And this Liu Qiuding didn't know whether he was scared stupid or what, he didn't make a sound, just like that, he was chased by those puppets to the tree in the courtyard.

Liu Hua's reaction was very quick, and when he saw the right moment, he got out of the gap surrounded by the paper dolls, and ran straight to Mi Qinghe's side.

"Smart." Mu Ziyun boasted with a smile.

He was very self-conscious and wanted to hide that Qinghe was still angry with Liu Qiuding, so he went to save people by himself without anyone telling him.

Mu Ziyun's figure gradually drifted away, covering his eyes and not looking away, he said to Liu Hua: "Did your grandfather suddenly become dumb? Why can't he make a sound after being chased by someone?"

"Grandfather..." Liu Hua grabbed his sleeve, and after hearing what he said, he turned to look at Liu Qiuding on the tree, and said, "Grandfather, he probably thought it would be embarrassing in front of us."

Ge Qinghe originally wanted to say, "I want to save face and suffer", but then I thought about it, it's really not good for outsiders to say that about grandpa in front of my granddaughter, so I could only silently scratch the wound on my palm.

The wound on his palm was long and deep, but now it is only a thin layer, and it will split if you move it a little bit, and then bleed, it is still a bit scary to look at.

But Bi Qinghe not only didn't care, he even thought about drawing a strong enchantment around the blood to enclose these powerless people, so as not to run around and be attacked by others.

He had just finished thinking like this, and before he had time to draw a curse barrier, he was just leading Liu Hua towards the house, when suddenly a figure descended from the sky!

Come on, come on, this person almost stepped on the heads of him and Liu Hua, and even swung a stick without saying hello.

It's really bad enough.

After staying by Mu Ziyun's side for a long time, Jian Qinghe realized the influence between him and mortals at this moment. He hurriedly pushed Liu Hua to avoid the stick in his head, and took advantage of the gap to tilt his head slightly, and looked Glancing at Mu Ziyun's position, he quickly grabbed her by the collar and jumped back.

The most urgent task at the moment is naturally to gather all the scattered people inside and outside the house together.

"Mu Ziyun!"

Covering Qing and Rarely calling his full name, it was a call in advance, and then regardless of whether he reacted or not, he just waved his arms and threw Liu Hua out.

At that time, Mu Ziyun was pulling Liu Qiuding on the tree. He heard the voice of Qinghe, and just turned his head, when he was hit by Liu Hua in the face.

Although Liu Hua was a little girl who didn't weigh a few catties, and didn't have a lot of flesh on her body, her bones were extremely hard. Coupled with the strength of covering her up and throwing her out, she knocked Mu Ziyun back a few steps.

Although he was confused by the person who flew over suddenly, he immediately grabbed Liu Hua's arm and helped him stabilize on the ground.

"Brother, your mouth..." He grabbed one arm of Liu Hua, and covered his forehead with the other hand, obviously hurt.

Hearing what she said, Mu Ziyun suddenly felt a coldness on his lips, so he stretched out his hand to touch it in doubt, but he didn't say anything about the stinging pain, and there were two bloodstains on his fingers, which was really shocking.

"Ching Qinghe!!" He shouted angrily.

Cover up and ignore him.

Mu Ziyun's complexion turned dark, and unavoidable unhappiness appeared in his heart, thinking that it would be fine to cover up his temper in peacetime, and he would follow him, but the current situation is obviously so hectic, but he Throwing someone out like a mess is really annoying.

What's more, Mu Ziyun is not a kind person with a good temper.

But it's no wonder he's being shy and reckless, and it's no wonder he doesn't care about people.

After all, the enemy was coming very aggressively, and he used all his strength with the left and right sticks, as if he would never give up until he was hammered into the ground two feet.

The courtyard wasn't very bright, and he couldn't even see the figure clearly, and he didn't know whether it was a stranger or a puppet. Thanks to the slow movement of the figure, he could barely avoid it just by sensing the slight air waves raised by the passing stick.

But it can only be said to be reluctant, and the slightest negligence will cause irreversible consequences.

At that time, it was the moment when Yan Qinghe threw Liu Hua out.

Due to the excessive force, his arm was forced to stay in mid-air for a while, and before he could retract it, he was hit hard by the shadow on the head.

With a "click", the stick broke and sawdust scattered everywhere.

Hearing the sound of breaking, he knew that the stick was a rotten piece of wood, most likely he picked it up on the road when he came here, but luckily it was a piece of rotten wood, its hardness was not as strong as the bone of a hand, otherwise it might have been broken by something else.

He was used to concealing and aloof, and he was not good at showing his fragility. Even though the blow really hurt, he just covered the wound, frowned, and took a long breath.

Coincidentally, it was his right hand that hammered this stick—his dominant hand.Although he can still move, but now his whole arm is numb, and he feels sluggish in manipulating his spiritual power secretly—in short, this arm is about to end temporarily.

But the figure was still relentless and wanted to beat him with half a stick.

Fortunately, he had a dexterous figure, and while he was backing away, he still had a confidant, thinking that Ren Qizhi was full of unprovoked malice towards him, even if it was revealed when making the puppet, but this paper puppet is still unavoidable Too dedicated, too inherited the mood of the owner.

His hand was even swollen by the paper doll, which was really embarrassing.

Perhaps it was the sense of self-esteem being humiliated that occupied my heart, my attention was distracted, I covered up and just retreated, but I didn't realize that I was retreating into the encirclement of the paper doll.

Suddenly there was the unique "crack" sound of the paper being blown by the wind, and Qinghe lowered his body and slapped it out with his backhand.

Covering up and attacking have never been important. If these puppets were in flesh, they would have been blown away by now, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.

But he held his breath and listened for a while, but he didn't hear any sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. He thought that the row of dolls made no sound when they walked, and they should all be made of paper.

It was the left hand that had been scratched by Bi Qinghe just now, and the slap of that full palm broke the wound again, and fresh blood flowed out of the wound unceremoniously, dripping to the ground.

But it was just what he wanted.

"rise."

Compared with ordinary monks, covering up and chanting any spells are plain, sometimes even not chanting, even for scenes that require great momentum such as calling wind, rain, thunder and lightning, you just go through the spell in your heart.

Not for anything else, just because he felt that the act of saying the spell aloud was... stupid.

As soon as the words fell, a ball of flame burst out from his palm. While illuminating the blood stains on his palm, the surging fire seemed to meet a stick of kerosene, and suddenly a fire tornado was born. Straight to the sky.

The flaming air waves churned, the blood fueled the fire, and the wind blew the fire again, engulfing him and the puppets in the fire tornado in an instant.

This frightened Mu Ziyun a lot, and he thought that it shouldn't be so.

It's not that he didn't realize the situation of concealing Qinghe just now, it's just that the Lord Ghost King was still angry at that time, so he deliberately ignored the little fairy official who was in danger, and brushed past him first, carrying Liu Qiuding and Liu Qiuding. Draw two people to go into the house.

Unexpectedly, he had just set up an enchantment for the house, when he heard a loud bang behind him, the billowing air waves were like boiling water, obviously with the potential to overwhelm the river, but he was trapped in the three-foot enchantment rising from the ground Unable to rush, they had to squeeze upwards to find the exit. The wind was invisible, but it almost blew the clouds and the moon, and the moon was bright and the wind was clear.

The scene is really too spectacular. One must know that it takes a lot of spiritual power to summon such a sky-high fire dragon in an instant. The little fairy who has only been in office for half a year can do this, and he must almost empty himself out.

This fire dragon is indeed a small flame that was hidden in the palm of his hand just now, but the power that spurs it to burst out is not a rare aura, but a talent that no one else can learn——

It was just now that he shed his blood that was full of hands and never dried up.