"Hunky boy!"

"You really want to piss me off!"

"I asked you to practice Taoism, but you play with women. No, you are a female ghost!"

"Sexy stuff!"

Worrying about what was going on, when Qiu Sheng wiped the talisman off his body with three strokes, Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

I usually ask Qiu Sheng, a brat like me, to do something, but I have never seen him do it so quickly.

The female ghost just shouted, and the bastard apprentice wiped the talismans off her body.

If he hadn't followed Qiu Sheng and spent another night with the female ghost, Qiu Sheng's yang energy would have been sucked clean.

"Um?"

There was a person and a ghost in the house who were about to turn Luan Feng upside down, but Dong Xiaoyu was stunned.

Qiu Sheng's eyes were blurred and he asked: "What's wrong with Xiaoyu?"

"nothing."

The female ghost smiled slightly, blew gently on her hot lover, and placed the unconscious Qiu Sheng on the bed.

"Stinky Taoist, let you ruin my good deeds!"

After Qiu Sheng fell, the female ghost's eyes suddenly became fierce, her body flashed, and she flew outside like lightning.

The waterfall-like hair was condensed into a braid, like a big gun, piercing the air and making a burst of explosions.

In the blink of an eye, the braid flew in front of Uncle Jiu and stabbed him hard.

It’s not a case of picking on the weak. In Dong Xiaoyu’s eyes, the old man in Taoist robes was the one who ruined his good deeds.

The young man standing in the distance wearing a white gown has an ordinary aura. What ability can he have?

Moreover, this young man has a good appearance, and compared with his lover Qiu Sheng, each has his own merits.

It would be a pity to kill the monster.

After this stinky Taoist priest is dealt with, won't the young man have to fall into his hands?

"Everyone has his own way, and ghosts have their own way. Since you have become a ghost, you can't stay in the world!" Uncle Jiu snorted coldly, and immediately jumped up to avoid the oncoming black hair, then stepped forward, holding a sword and the woman

The ghosts started fighting.

Bu Gang step fighting is indispensable for Maoshan magic. The fake abbot's place is thought to be the nine layers of heaven, and the steps become the image of Dou Su Kui Gang, or the diagram of nine palaces and eight trigrams, which can communicate between humans and gods.

To put it simply, the power of Maoshan Technique can be greatly increased by performing the technique in conjunction with Gangbu.

"First raise your left foot, one step at a time, one step forward and one back, one yin and one yang, the beginning and the end are synchronized." Jingzhou looked at Uncle Jiu's figure and matched it with the records about Gangbu in his mind, constantly deducing Maoshan's technique.

Law.

There are many kinds of walking sticks in Maoshan, more than thirty kinds. The ones commonly used to drive away evil spirits and catch monsters include the South Dougang, the Beidou Gang, and the Exorcist Gong. At this time, the one used by Uncle Jiu was the Exorcist Gang.

In Jing Zhou's eyes, Uncle Jiu's Gang Steps can be said to be perfect, with three steps and nine traces, forming the Likan Gua.

It has to be said that Uncle Jiu is indeed one of the most talented among the Maoshan disciples.

If it weren't for the overbearing thunder method practiced by Thunder Dharma King Shi Jian, Uncle Jiu's strength would be enough to surpass the Maoshan disciples of his generation.

Um?

This is?

Just when Jingzhou was about to praise Uncle Jiu for his skills, Dong Xiaoyu's hair had already wrapped around Uncle Jiu's waist.

Judging from that posture, even if she couldn't strangle Uncle Jiu, she still had to pull Uncle Jiu in front of her, give him a loving hug, and send him to meet the ancestors of Maoshan.

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Could it be that Uncle Jiu didn't dodge?

Jing Zhou glanced at Uncle Jiu and saw that he had a strange look on his face and couldn't look straight at him.

After thinking about it for a while, Jingzhou became convinced.

Uncle Jiu must have been so disgusted by the female ghost's true appearance that he didn't want to face Dong Xiaoyu, so he was careless and succeeded in a sneak attack by the female ghost.

After all, Uncle Jiu had opened his eyes before.

Dong Xiaoyu's appearance at this time was really eye-catching.

Half of his face was rotten, with maggots crawling inside the rotten flesh, and his eyeballs were only hung with a little flesh, bulging like the eyes of a dead fish, as if they were about to roll out of their sockets.

An ordinary person would probably vomit out the meal he ate last night if he took one look at it.

"Monster, suffer death!"

Uncle Jiu was dragged forward by his braids for two steps. He concentrated his magic power with both hands and struck the hair in front of him with a sword. Then he exerted force under his feet. The golden money sword was suddenly raised and pointed towards the female ghost's head.

Cut off the palm.

Bah!

A burst of white smoke appeared.

Like a piece of ice thrown into molten iron.

"ah!

"

What followed was the scream of the female ghost.

Dong Xiaoyu was hurt by Uncle Jiu, and her ferocity became fierce. Her hatred was so thick that it seemed as if she was about to burst out of her body, and a pair of eyes flashed with ferocity.

The courtyard is filled with ghostly atmosphere and mist is rising.

"Stinky Taoist, it's you who must die!"

In an instant, Dong Xiaoyu's green hair turned white, his hair exploded, his head flew up from his body, and rushed towards Uncle Jiu.

If ordinary people saw this horrifying scene, they would most likely be frightened out of their wits.

Uncle Jiu swung the money sword, and the sword, blessed by the power of pure Yang, was like a streak of light.

boom!

There was an explosion, and the female ghost's head hit the money sword and exploded instantly.

After his head was blown up, Dong Xiaoyu's spirit became much weaker.

Although Uncle Jiu's sword didn't kill her, it still severely damaged her vitality.

"Little brother, save me!" Dong Xiaoyu saw that he couldn't defeat Uncle Jiu, so he immediately flew towards Jingzhou, his voice was touching and pitiful.

Especially wearing white clothes, half-covered and half-covered.

The white diamond-shaped bellyband is vaguely visible, with several red plum blossoms embroidered with thread on it. The exquisite body against the background is very eye-catching.

When it comes to women, the most beautiful thing is firstly when the beauty comes out of the bath, her eyes are full of love, and then when she is half-covered, she wants to refuse but still welcomes her.

Regarding this issue, Jing Zhou had been arguing with Xu Fengnian, the libertine, for many days in the snow world. Unfortunately, His Highness the Crown Prince was a layman and liked to be more direct.

According to His Highness the Crown Prince, you can drink some wine, listen to some music, and then perform thirty-six kinds of martial arts under your blanket. It’s so exciting!

How the hell are there so many doorways?

As arty as a literati, sour and smelly!

But the old man Li Chungang could pee in the same pot with him.

Elegant things need to be left blank!

"Tsk, tsk, although this female ghost is a bit more romantic, she does have good taste. The embroidery on her little dress is magpies climbing plum blossoms, not a common product like mandarin ducks playing in the water."

Jingzhou stood aside, watching the figure rushing toward him with relish.

No wonder Qiu Sheng was fascinated by Dong Xiaoyu. From his point of view, this female ghost's body was enough to surpass 80% of the women in the world.

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He is the type that old man Li Chungang likes.

Heavy and solid!

A touch of style that leaves people with a long aftertaste.

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It's a pity that they are a pair of broken shoes!

Seeing that Jingzhou seemed stunned, Dong Xiaoyu was overjoyed, thinking that such a handsome and silly boy was fascinated by her.

She has full confidence in her face.

Even Qiu Sheng couldn't let go of his own body, let alone this fledgling boy?
To be continued...