Four-year-old milk bag: Kick away the villain brother

Xiaotuanzi: "..."

The bewitching ghost secretly rolled his eyes at Yue'er, and then said to Xiao Tuanzi, "Leave her alone, Mr. Tuanzi, this is a psychopath."

"No, Zhuzhu, she doesn't seem to know how to count, brother Jiang Xian didn't hit her just now." Xiaotuanzi said in a low voice.

In the next second, the bewitching ghost felt a gust of strong wind rising directly from behind it, and in the next second, the bewitching ghost was completely carried in front of Ba Yue'er.

Yue'er grinned sinisterly: "Jing Huaisheng, what are you talking about behind? Do you think I can't hear you?"

Bewitching ghost: "..." Why does it feel like everyone's hearing is so good?

The bewitching ghost squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "I mean...you are so beautiful..."

When Jing Xiuyuan saw the bewitching ghost being carried over, he almost subconsciously screamed: "Old ancestor!"

How could the ancestor be caught by this weird woman so easily?

Hearing Jing Xiuyuan's words, Yue'er seemed to suddenly become interested: "Tsk tsk tsk. Old ancestor? Doesn't this name sound very pleasant to your ears?"

"Let me think about it carefully." Yue'er held the back of the bewitching ghost's neck with one hand, and supported her chin with the other hand seemingly idly, with a strange sense of ease: "Your soul Aren't the clansmen all dead?"

Yue'er's gaze fell on Jing Xiuyuan again, and she snorted coldly: "A group of foreign races that have nothing to do with the Spirit Race can come out under the name of the Spirit Race now?"

These words were really harsh, and Jing Xiuyuan's face couldn't help turning pale.Even the bewitching ghost's face was unusually dark, and the bewitching ghost was quietly held by Yue'er's neck, silently clenching his fists.

Yue'er glanced at everyone present one by one, and then said self-consciously: "Your Highness counts as one, you Jing Huaisheng counts as one, and you! You! You! Just enough for the eight iron coffins prepared by the slave family Woolen cloth."

Yue'er pointed at Zuo Sinian, Zuo Yunjing and Zuo Yunjue, together with Granny Lin and Daoist Ming Jiu, there were seven in total.

Xiaotuanzi secretly counted them with his fingers. No matter how he counted, it seemed that there were only seven of them plus the bewitching ghost that Yueer pointed out just now.

"Oh, I forgot. There is another old friend of yours." Yue'er suddenly threw the bewitching ghost to the ground, and the bewitching ghost was thrown five or six meters away, causing a cloud of dust to rise instantly.

"Zhuzhu, are you okay?" Xiaotuanzi hurried forward, and the bewitching ghost pulled back, and the bewitching ghost quickly spat out the dirt in his mouth: "It's all right, it's all people and ghosts showing off, only me, Zhuzhu. I'm being beaten!"

Yue'er didn't care what the bewitching ghost said this time, instead she tore open one of the iron coffins, and with her movement, the iron chains on the iron coffin fell to the ground instantly, making a violent sound.

Then in the next second, the pupils of Bewitching Ghost, Xiaotuanzi, Zuo Yunjing and Zuo Yunjue suddenly dilated.

It was Han An'an that Yue'er dragged out of the iron coffin!To be precise, it was Han Anan's soul.At this moment, her body was already stained with blood, her eyes were empty, and she looked particularly frightening.

"Jing Huaisheng, did you see that?" Yue'er's voice suddenly rose, she grabbed Han An'an's hair and pushed back desperately: "This is the end of betrayal!"

"I will be tortured forever and ever! This is the fate of betraying grandma!" Yue'er's gaze became extremely fierce: "Even you! You can't escape!"