Chapter 67 Earth Fairy

While Qin Zhong's eyes were staring at the half of the skull, the skull had undergone an essential change. The skull's eyes had burst into a dark green light, and a green stream of light had flowed out of his eyes. The light flowed down along the skull of the skeleton, and the dark green fell to the ground for bursts. The sound of boo.

"Who are you and how can you do something wrong with me?"

"What's wrong?" Qin Zhong curled his lips and said, "I still think your temple is small. Who is willing to do wrong here? That's called supporting righteousness and dispelling evil."

"Are you an old Chinese medicine doctor?" Chen Mu asked.

Qin Zhong shook his head: "Traditional medicine is not good, but there are still several folk prescriptions."

The green in the skull is getting brighter and brighter, and the gloomy voice is really suffocating. Normally, how can such a fairy temple be so awkward and dilapidated?

Chen Mu adjusted the night vision instrument and looked carefully at the skull. There seemed to be a shadow gradually born in the skull. Looking at it, he seemed to be a very kind old man, and his appearance should be a master, but how could he hide in the skull, not his own. Practice well in the place.

Qin Zhong held the two knives in his hand: "Oh, what are you doing? How can a good fairy family be so depressed? Isn't it because you went out to steal fish and talk nonsense?"

"The poor road is not enough to go that far, but what did you come here for no reason to do, break up my incarnation, kill my pet rat and three snake immortals, and scare away my hive. Did you mean to make trouble?"

Qin Zhong sneered and said, "So the things in the whole temple were made by you, an old man? Come out, let me see what you are?"

"Little son of a bitch, don't forget those things. You actually scattered all my bones on the ground, which makes me unbearable."

Chen Mu has been staring at the skull for a long time before he can see what was going on: "I can see that he turned out to be a fairy who has become a demon. Unfortunately, he is only one step away from the demon. Otherwise, he would not be like this, but looking at his practice, he is a little higher than the so-called ghost king. Unfortunately, his bones have been scattered, otherwise he would have been very powerful.

"Isn't I good now? The damn girl's film is full of words, letting you talk nonsense and look at the tricks. A figure suddenly came out of the skeleton, and this figure fell lightly behind Chen Mu.

And Qin Zhong only felt a cold wind behind him, and a sticky ** swirling back and forth on his body: "So fast."

"There is still faster, do you want to try it!" The shadow said.

The figure that appeared behind Qin Zhong and Chen Mu made the inverted fight behind him take a cold breath and retreated more than a dozen steps in horror.

Qin Zhong did not look back. He reached out and touched the hand on his shoulder. Suddenly, his face changed and he felt that his hand was holding a dry, plush arm.

At this moment, Qin Zhong can feel a sticky ** slowly flowing out of the dry finger bone, and the rotten smell of the body stimulates everyone present from time to time.

Qin Zhong frowned, coughed, shrank, turned to a place more than ten meters away from the shadow, and turned his hand and said, "Don't say anything else. Let's catch my knife. Look at your appearance and didn't do anything good at the beginning."

"There's too much nonsense, give me a punch." The black shadow bone clicked and punched. All the fist shadows of this punch turned into green miniatures and went straight to Qin Zhong.

"I'll go, so much, I'll pick it up." Qin Zhong's double knives rotated like flying, beating and scolding: "Looking at your appearance, you know that you must have been bullied. You can't find a daughter-in-law at home, so you are here in the name of practicing immortals. You read adult comics all day long. Otherwise, why don't you have a descendant? The dead bones are still here. Did you use your last bit of strength? Get into the jar, otherwise, how can you nail the skull to the board?

This shadow almost blew up its lungs when it heard it. Where did such a master come from? Why did he say everything? The black shadow's body became more and more obvious. Looking at his uniform figure, a neat green robe, a large innate gossip map in the front and back, holding a broken dust in his hand, and the other hand was full of white bones, fiercely bombarding Qin Zhong.

Chen Mu also cast a spell on the side and flew crazily to the Taoist priest. Every time he fell, there would be a spark on the Taoist priest.

In the eyes of the old man, he didn't take these charms seriously at all. With a swing, Chen Mu's charms will fly aside.

"The cow's nose is old-fashioned. You will know that you were framed to death by your son at the beginning. You can see that your bones are not complete. You must have gone crazy. When you meditate well, you think about those adult shots all day long. Hey, it hurts people." Qin Zhong pretended to sigh.

Lao Dao finally couldn't help it this time: "Shut up your stinky mouth. Lao Dao became a monk because he was tired of life in the world. At that time, he already had children, and the affairs between men and women had long been put aside. How could you be so whimsical."

"Wonth? Ha, that's when you are homesick at a critical time. People who become monks halfway, hum, there are a few people who can practice well. I think it's good to be like this now. Although it's a demon, it will die in my hands, and it won't be humiliating to say anywhere.

The old man twisted his nose: "Oh, you are really pissed off. Where did you come from such a shameless person? If I don't tear you to pieces today, it will be difficult for me to solve my hatred."

"This is your fault. Why do you hate me? Are you a practicing fairy? I'll help you clean up the messy things around you. You can hide in the skull and practice well, so that you don't have to watch the pets you raise all day long. How tired it is. Once one day, they are living, old, sick and dying. Are you going to be too sad? It's not good for your recovery.

Chen Mu lay aside and smiled secretly. She knew that her charm had not worked and watched Qin Zhong's performance. She never thought that Qin Zhong could use ghost psychology here, coupled with his unique knife method and magical five elements of beads, this battle should not suffer.

But he stood aside and rubbed his nose: "My God, such a big zongzi can't be resisted by human power. It's too scary. Mr. Chen, come here quickly. Generally speaking, they won't show mercy, but they will hide murder."

Chen Mu turned his head and stared at the inverted student and curled his lips: "It's not promising." Then he turned his head and became a cheerleader that Qin Zhong valued: "Come on, Qin Zhong, you are the best."

"Well, I'm great. Keep a low profile. Don't talk nonsense. For the sake of the old man, leave him some white face."

"White face?" Lao Dao was sweaty, and the stubble on his face suddenly stood up: "Lao, I really don't play with you. Today, either you destroy my soul, or let me get on you and go out with you to make trouble, and torture you exhausted."

Qin Zhong's eyes stared: "You look too highly at yourself. Don't say that I don't respect the old and love the young. At first, I have already asked you a few tricks. This time, don't say that I bullied you, lost soul knives, three pieces of soul blades."

Two steel knives, four rays of light, turned into three golden light, the power of a tide of Sanskrit note spell, released from the mouth of Qin Zhong, while the three golden lights were like a bolt from the blue, auspicious wings, fiercely bombard the old way.

The old man retreated repeatedly, and his body was shrouded in this golden light, which made him tremble all over and sweat like rain.

"Thinking that I have always been calculating, I have never thought that I would have today. Your boy has broken my plan for a hundred years, and I have been ruined in your hands."

Qin Zhongyi said, "Ahha, since you have destroyed it, then go back with us and be a training ghost to save you from pain all day long. There will ensure your safety, your tranquility, and food and clothing. As long as you go through a back door from me, you will be treated as a second-generation official."