Chapter 17 Evil Wind

slave? Zuo Zixin was stunned, and then stared at him. She was so ugly that she even wanted to be his slave. In fact, Zuo Zixin is not a lookistic, but she looks like a zombie too difficult to accept. She looked at him and ignored his face. His body was very gloomy and thought it was very powerful.

"slave? I think you are almost the slave of this girl, a little ghost who dares to talk nonsense. Zuo Zixin looked at him contemptuously, and then lowered his head again. He was not afraid of him, but that he was too scary.

"Hmm! When you arrive at the king's territory, you are the king's people. Since you don't know your name, I will give you a name. You can call me an ugly slave." The ghost in white looked at Zuo Zixin with a devious face, as if giving her a name was a gift.

"I'm sorry, I don't know you well, and I'm not an ugly slave. This is your territory, right? Then I'll just go." Zuo Zixin's mouth twitched. The ghost really took himself seriously and actually gave her the name of an ugly slave. He didn't look in the mirror. Who is ugly? She didn't want to say anything more. She picked up the scroll and wanted to leave.

"Ugly slave, you dare to despise me and move my things at will." The eyes of the ghost in white burst out, and the rotten eyeball protruded, flowing out of black **, emitting a strong fishy smell. He opened his bloody mouth, and there was a laughter while talking.

Zuo Zixin frowned and took two steps back. If she was alone, she would be scared to death when she saw this. However, after becoming a ghost, he seemed to have become bolder and a much more grumpy. Was it because he was too much pressure before that his personality became twisted?

She ignored him, slowly floated directly, then floated in mid-air, saw the direction, and wanted to leave. She moved fast, but a ghost moved faster than her and directly stretched out his hand to stop her.

At this time, the surrounding wind was even stronger, and there was a sound of cutting through the air getting closer and closer, causing a whining cry, which made people unconsciously panic.

Zuo Zixin and the white ghost turned around at the same time, but saw an aurora slowly approaching, and a pressure also sprinkled on them. Zuo Zixin's eyes turned red in vain and swept directly over there like rays. In the halo, a white-browed bald man in monk's clothes ran over. He put his hands on his chest and walked like flying, one step closer and closer to them.

"Buddha ascetic monk of Kusamen" The man in white stared at his eyes that were about to fall out and muttered to himself. Why didn't he expect that he actually attracted an ascetic monk. The bitter hatred should be in the valley period. For Yunqi Continent, there are not many people in the valley period, and he is still a Buddhist, whose cultivation is much higher than that of ordinary immortals.

"I don't remember the last time I did it, but since there is an ascetic monk in the valley period, I will play." The momentum of the ghost in white changed and smiled. He intended to compare it, but as soon as he saw Zuo Zixin next to him, he grabbed the scroll in her hand, then shook in front of Zuo Zixin and said arrogantly, "Ugly slave, this thing is here. Remember, my name is Xie Feng, your master. Don't try to escape. I am one of the best people in Shura City. Now you wait here and see how I defeat the stinky monk.

The sleeves of the evil wind white clothes waved and flew over like a fairy. The speed was no less than the speed of the meteor, and it reached the ascetic monk in an instant. His back looked very handsome, and for a moment, Zuo Zixin had the illusion that he should be very handsome. However, this idea was immediately denied by himself, thinking of his face, the eyeball that was about to fall off, the deep blood basin mouth, and the smell of corpses all over his body...

Zuo Zixin's face suddenly turned pale. She directly held something next to her and vomited wildly, and her bile was about to spit out. When Zuo Zixin couldn't spit out anything, her whole body was about to collapse. The first time she saw him, she wanted to vomit, but it was too impolite to do so in accordance with the professional ethics of the secretary. Although that was not a human and a ghost, she could not look at him with contempt.

Zuo Zixin straightened up and felt something pressing in her hand, so she turned her head and looked at her men, a tombstone. I don't know whether it was originally oblique or was tilted by her strong force just now. In fact, the obliqueness of the tombstone is not the point. The point is that her hands press a deep white bone hand.

"Ah!" She screamed and withdrew her hand, feeling that her heart was still trembling. She felt that something had just been pressed. It turned out to be a hand bone. This place was so scary. At this moment, Zuo Zixin forgot that she had become a ghost, but looked at the barren weeds around her, the towering graves, and the rattling of branches. This ghost place is not a place for people to stay. I thought it was a golden finger, and I didn't know what was going on. Unexpectedly, I saw something like a zombie. Even my own scroll was robbed and touched a dirty thing. It was disgusting to think about it.

Zuo Zixin thought for a moment, trembling all over, and then floated in the air and left quickly.

"Girl, you not only broke the old man's hand, knocked down my house, and even spit out a lot of dirty F things at my door. Why is the old man's life so bitter? Now it's the ghost wind. He doesn't say an apology, give compensation or anything, and let the old man repair and clean the house by himself..." An old and harsh voice came from the gloomy wind, occasionally accompanied by coughing and complaining, which made Zuo Zixin's scalp numb.

Zuo Zixin looked back and saw an old man suddenly drilling out of that place just now. He was wearing green clothes and beating with something. It seemed that he was really repairing the house. He seemed to feel Zuo Zixin's eyes, so he turned around and looked at a bulging eyeball like a frog, and most of his face had rotted. He still grinned at Zuo Zixin, which looked particularly ferocious.

My God! Are all the ghosts here at the zombie level? Zuo Zixin felt that her stomach began to surge again, so she quickly accelerated her speed and walked away directly.

I don't know how long she has been floating or where she has gone, but she still stopped and covered her jumping heart. She was afraid of the ghost of Yunqi Continent. It is often said that it is not the ghost's fault to be ugly, but it is its fault to scare people. They should stay well and don't come out. It's too much to affect the appearance of the city.