Chapter 349: What level do you dare to sleep with a female ghost?

Chapter 349: What level do you dare to sleep with a female ghost?

"Crackling——"

There was a slight crackle of flames from the bonfire.

Ning Caichen leaned in the corner with his book bag and cloth as his pillow, eyes half-opened, and carefully looked at Zhao Lihe and Ding Xian next to the fire.

After a while, Ning Caichen still couldn't sleep. He couldn't help but open his eyes and asked, "Where are your other two companions?"

Zhao Lihe didn't respond. Ding Xian next to him glanced at him and said calmly: "Go out to let the water go."

Ning Caichen swallowed and said hesitantly: "But it's been almost half an hour and they haven't come back yet..."

Ding Xian said perfunctorily: "For people who practice martial arts, the water is good, the water organs are wide, and the urine volume is sufficient. It is normal to keep it for a long time."

...Is it really normal? !

Ning Caichen's eyes widened and his gaze wandered back and forth between Zhao Lihe and Ding Xian.

After a moment's hesitation, Ning Caichen whispered uneasily: "They won't be harmed by wild wolves in the forest, right?"

Ding Xian couldn't help but laugh: "How is that possible!"

Ning Caichen became more and more uneasy and whispered: "Before I came here, I heard from people in the county that there were wild wolves in the woods outside Lanruo Temple. As soon as it got dark, they would report to the group to come out to look for food. Maybe they would encounter them." !”

Ding Xian asked funnyly: "Then what do you want to do?"

Ning Caichen hesitated and said: "At least... at least go out and take a look..."

Ding Xian said with a half-smile: "We are out, what about you?"

Ning Caichen looked hesitant, then gritted his teeth suddenly and said, "I'll go with you guys too!"

Zhao Lihe couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "You are a poor scholar who is kind and righteous, but the two of them are highly skilled in martial arts and are no worse than the two swordsmen you just met. In terms of safety, you don't need to worry."

"But……"

Ning Caichen frowned, and before he could finish speaking, Ding Xian pointed at his neck.

Ning Caichen's eyesight went dark as his inner energy burst out, and he fell asleep completely without even humming.

Ding Xian's eyes moved, and his mind power instantly spurted out, and he supported Ning Caichen's body against the wall.

Looking at Ning Caichen who was sleeping to death, Ding Xian said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the little scholar in this story is very cute, but he likes to think about other people's lives too much, which makes him a little annoying."

Zhao Lihe glanced at him and said softly: "Isn't it good to think about what others think about and worry about what others worry about?"

Ding Xian nodded and said: "If you have enough ability, then it is naturally good, but if you don't have enough ability..."

After saying that, Ding Xian shook his head and said: "Then you can only harm others and yourself!"

At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the beam above his head.

Ding Xian's expression changed, and he immediately raised his head and looked at the ceiling with a solemn expression.

"Your Majesty, these are the mummies whose whole bodies of blood have been sucked!"

"I know." Zhao Lihe didn't even raise his head. He just stared at the bonfire in front of him and said calmly, "Kill them."

"yes!"

Ding Xian's eyes lit up, and his robe moved automatically without any wind. Two rays of white light flew out of his arms and shot toward the ceiling.

"Tuk-tuk——"

Following two slight sounds, white light penetrated the beams and reached the narrow space above the ceiling.

Seven or eight gruesome-looking mummies were lying there, sticking their protruding eyes between the gaps in the template, quietly looking at Zhao Lihe, Ding Xian and others below.

"How brave!"

Ding Xian sneered, and the two white lights suddenly turned from stillness.

In an instant, the sword energy was flowing vertically and horizontally, interweaving a dense white sword network in this narrow space.

The sword blade cut on the body surface of the mummy, as if cutting on thick leather, raising a rustling gray powder, and the foul-smelling pus fell on the wooden board along with the corpse pieces, slowly following the gaps in the wooden board. flow.

When all the mummies on the ceiling were strangled to pieces, Ding Xian raised his right hand, and two white lights suddenly penetrated the board and returned to him.

Astonishingly, there were two Shuangfeiyans emitting a faint white light.

Ding Xian casually put away his two knives, and then used his telekinesis again to squeeze the dripping pus and corpse together, mixing them into a huge gray meat ball.

Before he could go any further, a small golden arc suddenly burst out from Zhao Lihe's body.

The golden electric arc penetrated the air, instantly piercing the wooden board, and burned the gray flesh ball mixed with corpse parts and pus into ashes.

Feeling the terrifying power contained in the golden arc, Ding Xian was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved his hand to sweep away the ashes.

The ashes rustled down, drifting in the courtyard with the cold night wind.

Yan Chixia, who was meditating in front of the Buddha statue, smelled the burnt smell, shrugged her nose, and then couldn't help but sneeze.

"What the hell, is Lanruo Temple caught?"

Yan Chixia couldn't help but murmur. Suddenly the temple door opened, and a ghostly wind blew in her face.

Yan Chixia quickly held her breath, waved her sleeves and robes, and blew away the ashes mixed in the cold wind. Then she frowned and looked solemnly towards the direction of the cold wind outside the temple.

"There's a ghost!"

At this point, Yan Chixia couldn't help but grab the long sword, stood up from the futon, gritted her teeth, and cursed: "Damn ghosts, if you are at peace with me, I will spare your lives, but you actually dare to do it in front of me You commit murder in front of me, I really don’t have the temper to be an uncle!”

Rumors spread throughout the world that he was hiding from the world for refuge.

Little did he know that he had received the inheritance, stopped practicing martial arts, and became an immortal instead!

Yan Chixia held a sword in her right hand and a bow in her left hand, and said with a fierce look in her eyes: "Okay, okay, since you don't want me to practice well, then tonight, sir, I will lift your coffins and raise your ashes!"

After saying that, Yan Chixia sneered and strode out of the temple gate.

…

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On the other side, Xiahou, who was defeated by Yan Chixia's sword again, left Lanruo Temple angrily.

When passing a pool in the forest, Xiahou felt that his energy and blood were surging, so he wanted to take a shower to calm down.

As a result, as soon as he took off his coat and stepped into the pool, a beautiful figure suddenly emerged from the center of the pool.

The man was dressed in white gauze, with a pure and beautiful appearance, like a white lotus blooming in the water. His hair was wetted by the water and tied into strands, sticking to his fair and smooth skin. The white gauze was soaked and clinging to the skin.

With the eyesight of Xia Hou, a superb swordsman, he could naturally see the graceful and graceful figure under the water, which was curved forward and backward.

"hiss--"

Xia Hou took a deep breath, and the energy and blood he had wanted to suppress surged up again, and tended to surge downwards.

However, the forest was filled with ghosts and ghosts, and a woman bathing in the pool suddenly appeared. She was probably not a very good person.

Xia Hou forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand vigilantly, and called out softly: "Girl, you——"

Before she finished speaking, the woman bathing in the water let out an exclamation and quickly retracted her body into the water. She held the white gauze in front of her chest with both hands and looked at the swordsman in black on the bank of the pool in panic.

But her movements made the peaks on her chest more majestic.

Xia Hou took in a breath of cold air again and couldn't help but be in awe.

"Who are you?!"

The woman called softly, her voice soft and numb, like a gentle little hand, touching Xiahou's heart.

Xia Hou swallowed his saliva, resisted the urge to hold the woman in his arms and knead her, and said coldly: "I am a passing swordsman. I didn't know that the girl was bathing here to cleanse herself. I hope you can forgive me for any offense."

"It turns out to be a passing hero!"

The woman's face showed surprise, then her face turned red, and she said shyly: "Do you also want to take a bath? I will go ashore and give this pool to you."

"No need." Xiahou shook his head and said, "I can choose another place."

The woman blushed and said softly: "There is only this pool within ten miles around here."

"If the hero doesn't dislike the little girl Bo Liu's appearance, why not... get together?"

Xia Hou's heart trembled, but he still hesitated on his face: "Is this...appropriate?"

The woman smiled coquettishly, looked down, and said in a chuckle, "What do you think?"

Xiahou lowered his head following her gaze, and then saw two big hairy legs.

Hey, when did I take off my pants?

It turns out that my hands were faster than my mouth just now, so that’s okay!

Xia Hou's face hardened. Since he had taken off his pants, a fierce battle was inevitable.

It's a pity that she just had a battle with Yan Chixia and was not in the best condition. Otherwise, this little lady would know what the sword pointed at and move forward indomitably!

Xiahou thought this while walking into the water with dignity.

The woman in white gauze chuckled, released her hands, and surfaced, revealing her graceful figure.

Xia Hou was in awe, his sword became sharper, and he swam over impatiently.

Just before he was about to approach the woman in the pool, the sky suddenly changed and dark clouds rolled in and overturned.

Xia Hou and the woman were both stunned. They subconsciously looked up at the sky and saw arcs of electricity surging in the clouds. A blue thunder suddenly burst out and struck down towards the naked men and women in the pool below.

The woman in the pool suddenly exclaimed, and quickly flew away from the pool regardless of her identity being exposed.

Xiahou's eyes widened. Just as he was about to mobilize his inner strength and jump out of the water, the blue thunder crashed down into the water.

"Crack!"

Blue electric arcs jumped wildly on the water, causing Xiahou's whole body to twitch and his hair to stand on end like freshly baked popcorn.

In just a few seconds, Xia Hou rolled his eyes, foamed at the head, and floated on the water with his whole body black and black. He was obviously unconscious.

The female ghost looked at Xia Hou floating on the water in horror, turned around quickly, and flew towards the forest as if fleeing.

"Still want to run?!"

A cold voice came from the forest ahead, and countless blue arcs burst out of thin air, intertwining into a network on the path the female ghost must pass.

The female ghost looked frightened and couldn't avoid it. She was instantly struck so hard that her whole body trembled and black smoke erupted.

Shen Lian sneered and opened the paper umbrella, and a suction force was born out of thin air, sucking the female ghost with arcs all over her body.

At the same time, Lu Jianxing had arrived at the pool, dragged Xiahou to the shore, checked his breathing, and breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw that he was still breathing.

"Second brother, your attack is too harsh. Aren't you afraid of splitting that female ghost into pieces?"

"It doesn't matter." Shen Lian walked to his eldest brother, looked at the unconscious Xia Hou and sneered, "I've been able to kill this black swordsman... What a level he is, he dares to fall in love with a female ghost, I'm really envious - he doesn't know whether to live or die!"

In the past few days, I have been in a state of straining my hips. I feel that I am not as enthusiastic about coding as before. There is something wrong with my mentality. Let me adjust it.