Yan Tao's eyes were cold, "Where is the evil ghost?"

The ghosts trembled and knelt down with a thud, burst into tears, and burst into tears, "Master Dao, we are not evil ghosts, we are really not!"

The boy's cold and beautiful face fell halfway in the shadow. Her cold eyebrows slightly raised, her slender fingers bent slightly, and Dududu knocked the little ghost's head three times as if it were a wooden fish. His voice was as cold as the beginning of spring. "Little thing, the yin energy here is more than enough to nourish ten evil ghosts."

"It turns out there is one," the skinny starving ghost appeared weakly. "The day before yesterday, a Taoist master came over and took them all..."

Apiao and others were so scared that they cried with fear.

"Mr. Xiaodao, we are really good people who abide by the law! We check in on time every day and scare passers-by. At most, we can steal a few tributes from offering them. We have never done any other bad things!"

The ghosts were crying, and the more they cried, the more they felt wronged.

Yan Tao...!!!

The young man's slender and fair fingers flipped, his palm facing upwards, and what surged was the yin energy in the mountains and forests.

It suddenly became a strong wind, blowing the group of ghosts who were dead trunks and scattering, rushing up and down, left and right.

A ghost claw grabbed the ground tightly and sighed against the ground: Fortunately, I was smart and didn't run out.

Just as he was proud, the young man raised his long legs and fell down.

It fell like a huge rock that fell down, stomping on the ghost's waist - crushing.

The innocent dead ghost was so painful that tears fell down. He looked up with tears in his eyes. The young man looked like a picturesque face. A golden light above her head, and a smile bloomed. It was as beautiful as the cereus, but the innocent dead ghost was so scared that hissed that he sucked in his air. "Young Master Xiao Taoist's feet are merciful, show mercy."

It's already miserable to die once.

Can you stop asking me to die again?

The young man had no expression on his handsome face. Liangliang looked at him, "Isn't there one?"

"Master Dao, I'm timid. I can't do anything. Don't scare me..."

The unjustly dead ghosts were crying and trying hard to ask the ghosts to help, but they were still playing on the trampoline.

"Wow! Master Dao, I am very capable and can't help you. You are so proud that you treat me as a fart..."

The boy took leisurely steps with his long legs, and his right hand pulled the collar of the wronged man's back coat on the ground and walked out.

"I will be rewarded if you help me."

Unjust Dead: People don't want it.

Yan Tao: "I can help you to improve your cultivation level."

The innocent dead ghost was powerless and let the young man drag it on: He lives a good life. Don’t go to the next level.

Yan Tao: "It's so boring that you stay there, why not go out and have fun."

Unjust Dead: People are a resident, so they want to stay in the soil.

The boy suddenly stopped, turned his eyes, and looked at him with a mocking look. The words he said were chilly and scared to death, "If I can bring you out, you can make you lose your soul!"

Hurry up, the unjustly dead ghost jumped up with a carp: "After the orders of Xiaodao Master at any time."

Xiaoqi: If you don’t eat toast, you must be punished for wine.

ill!

The boy stopped at the fork in the road, and golden light appeared on his white fingertips.

The unjustly deceased ghost hugged his head tremblingly: Master Dao, please spare your life!

"Shut up!" Yan Tao shouted impatiently, shook his fingers, and looked again.

Still golden.

Throw it again.

Fingertips of golden light dots.

Yan Tao...!!

If you are paralyzed, you will be thrown hard again.

Very good, it's black.

The unjust dead ghost had already stared in horror at the moment when the dark luster appeared!
Chapter completed!