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Chapter 367 Hundred Ghosts Night Walk (8)

Zhou Nianping laughed angrily, stepped on his feet hard, and said, "You are so leisurely, why don't you go and help me quickly. I'm here."

Mu Changfeng stabbed a ghost clan who stretched out his hand to the Dan Furnace with a sword, shook his head and said, "Senior sister has no time to look around and concentrate on defending the enemy. It's not good to have free time."

Zhou Nianping thought about it again and again, Mu Changfeng's words were reasonable. The Life-Sustaining Pill also had a strong attraction to Fang Zhiqiang. It was indeed beneficial or harmless to resist the ghost clan.

But seeing more and more ghost tribes outside, all of them were hideous and terrifying, and evil evil was so vicious that Zhou Nianping could not let Fang Zhiran resist alone. He immediately took a few steps, kicked the White Bone Bird out, and shouted: "You little thing, go out and do your job."

His kick was really hard, and the white bone sparrow fell to the ground and rolled a few times. He was pitiful and whine a few times, and his blood-red eyes showed anger.

The ghost clan that was fighting with Fang Zhiqiang was already red in his eyes. Dozens of the ghost clans attacked the White Bone Crooster without saying a word. Fang Zhiqiang's burden was immediately reduced a little. After a little slowing down, another round of fighting began.

After all, the white bone bird was a monster. Seeing the ghosts attacking, it suddenly jumped up, and a roaring sound was heard, and a scorching flame spewed out of its mouth, like a fire dragon, the ghost tribe that attacked its invasion disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Zhou Nianping was shocked, "How can the white bone sparrow spit out fire?"

Mu Changfeng was also stunned and said, "I don't know, it has never sprayed before."

Zhou Nianping praised: "Good baby, birds should not behave like appearances, and sea water should not be measured."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang" sound, and the wall behind him suddenly collapsed. A huge black shadow appeared in the splash of broken bricks, surrounded by red mist.

Mu Changfeng and Zhou Nianping protected the alchemy furnace one left and one right. The black shadow slowly walked forward, and the red mist dissipated, revealing their true colors.

But it was a wolf-headed monster with lightning eyes, sharp fangs, and saliva.

Mu Changfeng held the Chixiao Sword tightly, and just activated his spiritual power to attack, when a rustling sound came from behind him, accompanied by the girl's shrill, sad, tender and crisp voice: "I'm so hungry, I want to eat, I'm so hungry, I want to eat."

Mu Changfeng felt as if he was shocked all over his body, and he could not muster up the courage to look back.

The voice was too familiar. When he was a child, he accompanied his sister Mu Wanlian to play in the snow. A small fox ghost with almost broken body grabbed Mu Wanlian and shouted and scolded her. His voice was shrill and sorrowful, tender and crisp.

The voice behind him was clearly from the little fox ghost.

When Mu Changfeng was shocked, Fang Zhiliang's voice came from outside: "Lin Ying, Mingxu, I don't want to hurt you, hurry up and go with me."

This time, Zhou Nianping was shocked and turned around suddenly. His hatred eyes were like two sharp knives, wishing to crush Lin Ying's bones and pour them ashes.

Fang Zhiliang was considering her old love and tied Lin Ying and Mingxu with a rope and left it in the corner.

Zhou Nianping displayed his silver fan, jumped out, and slapped Lin Ying's head.

Since his mother committed suicide by taking poison, he has been thinking about Lin Ying's appearance day and night, and has made killing Lin Ying with his own hands to avenge him as his lifelong goal.

Later, Fang Zhiliang was kind to induce and comfort her, and her desire to avenge her was reduced a little. However, at this time, her spiritual power was damaged and her self-control weakened. When she suddenly saw the big enemy she was thinking about day and night, she could not bear it.

What I thought in my mind was the cold and black body after my mother died, and the poison bottles scattered all over the ground. I couldn't help but feel blood in my heart and my eyes were so angry.

Fang Zhiliang stretched out his palm and pushed him aside, shouting, "If you can't take care of it, you may lose all your efforts."

"I want to avenge my mother with my own hands, no one can stop me." Zhou Nianping refused to listen to the advice, and was furious and lost all his reason. In a moment, he had an attack with Fang Zhiliang, and his move was vicious and fatal.

Almost at the same time, the wolf-headed ghost in the alchemy furnace jumped and rushed towards Mu Changfeng, with a sharp cast.

The little fox ghost caught a good opportunity to reap profits. He followed the smell and climbed onto the alchemy furnace. He was about to take the life-extension pill that had not yet been refined into his hand. A red cloud floated by, and he grabbed the little fox ghost and threw it outside.

Mu Changfeng waved the Chixiao Sword and stabbed the wolf-headed ghost in the heart. He turned his head and saw that it was Bai Xue who had not seen for a long time.

The snow-faced face is like frost. If you catch the wolf-headed ghost, you will throw it into the alchemy furnace.

Mu Changfeng reached out to stop him and said, "My senior sister said that the temperature of alchemy is extremely important. You cannot throw things into the furnace at will."

Bai Xue said: "I know this kind of ghost and I am not afraid of anything except fire. Your sword can't kill it at all."

Mu Changfeng's thoughts were lit up, and he made a quick decision, chopped off the limbs of the wolf-headed ghost, dragged them outside the house, and threw them at the white bone sparrow fighting with the ghost clan in the air.

The White Bone Bird felt the powerful ghost energy, opened his mouth and sprayed a flame again. The wolf-headed ghost was scattered in his howling to the sky.

Mu Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief and accidentally glanced at Bai Xue. She stood in front of the alchemy furnace in a daze, flying in red clothes, covering her abdomen with one hand, gradually showing a hungry look.

Mu Changfeng said: "Miss Bai, what are you going to do?"

Bai Xue slowly turned her head and said, "I felt my child move a few times, and I could feel that he was very hungry."

Mu Changfeng felt very sad and moved his foot carefully, walked to Bai Xue and said, "This life-extending pill is related to the life of a young girl, and this girl is my senior sister's close relative. Please forgive me."

Bai Xue gritted her teeth, her hunger and thirst became stronger and stronger, and she fought fiercely for several rounds, and finally she was defeated by her thirst, "The pill is mine."

Mu Changfeng was already ready to fight with her, and stabbed Bai Xue in the abdomen with a sword, forcing her to take a few steps back.

After the strike worked, Mu Changfeng was in his chest, waved his long sword, and repeatedly stabbed her lower abdomen.

Although Bai Xue's cultivation is high, in order to protect her son, she had to give in frequently and beg: "I used to be revenge and my soul was scattered. I always thought that the child had no chance to be born, and I didn't care about anything. It was not until this moment that I realized that the life-extension pill could give birth to my child, and it was also great to be a ghost child. I didn't know what the outside world would look like in my womb."

Mu Changfeng couldn't help but stop the offensive. He wanted to know how Fang Zhiran would choose in the face of this situation.

Fang Ruier is the closest relative, and she is determined to save her life. Bai Xue is the best friend. Twenty years ago, she could have participated in the blood sacrifice and get the power of the demons to bring herself and her children back to life, but she resolutely gave up for her friendship.

Mu Changfeng was quite distressed, why do he always faced the situation of choosing one of two in life? He was still in a dilemma and in pain.

Fang Zhiran, who has the most choice, will only suffer even more in her heart than him.
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