Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"At least you are not an opponent."

Yue Heng smiled. "When I am fully awakened, I will challenge you."

"I wait for you."

The two said goodbye to the mountain, what the wind suddenly thought of, called Sun Yingyue, said: "You know the girl named orange, Ye Shaoyang's servant."

Sun Yingyue blinked. "Do you have an interest in him? It seems that she is better with the Emperor Xiaolang Jun. Do you want to cross the sword?"

The road is dark and black.

"The East China Sea people, there is a lot of power in the East China Sea, you go to Xuanwu, you can ask her for help."

Watching the two leave, the wind patted the palm of his hand.

Dozens of souls, flying from the bottom of the mountain, fell behind him.

Most of them are black robes, and their faces are covered by a cloud of yin. Each figure has a red and green atmosphere, showing that their cultivation is at least above the ghost or the demon spirit.

Standing at the last one, wearing a robes, face like a crown jade, gently waving a folding fan in his hand, an emperor style.

The wind of the road fell on his face and said: "How about the restoration of Jianwen Emperor?"

Jianwendi nodded slightly, "80%."

Then the fan received, said: "You help me to repay the soul, I am your ghost servant, help you to do things, and of course, I only have a request, I have a vengeance with Ye Shaoyang, I can not revenge, but must not be He drives."

Daofengdao: "He is him, I am me. I don't want you to do anything. You go back to the Nether Cave and continue to practice your emperor's mind. When I grab the hill and help you become the leader, you can recruit the Ming Dynasty ghosts and ghosts. Be a prince, I can help you at a crucial moment."

Jianwendi nodded and left.

Going forward, I looked forward to the servant servant in front of me and said: "The Yin and the Taiyin Mountain have already started the war and have no time to take care of us. From today, we officially began to fight."

These guys are highly educated, but they are all servants of the Taoist style. They have already surrendered their lives, and there is nothing to say.

The road wind took out a corner flag and launched it in the wind. It became a curtain-like barrier, and it was covered with a sly face.

The road wind turned his head slightly to the side, saying in his mouth: "No. 1!"

Among the ghosts in the opposite side, the first one on the left hand side, immediately flew and shot, the ancient evil spirit that was once wounded by Ye Shaoyang. But here in the wind, he has no name, only code.

On the 1st, the electric light and fire shadows generally go to the top of the **** banyan tree.

A burst of breath, coming from behind the trunk, seemed to be fighting. The blood swayed and the leaves of the trees flew off.

After a while, the first one turned out from behind the tree, holding a ghost in his hand, and it was hurt and bloody.

On the 1st, he was taken to the front of the road, and one hand held the brain door and sucked him with the evil spirits to make him unable to escape.

The wind gaze at the ghost, and said faintly: "Spy?"

The ghost snorted and ignored.

With a wave of sleeves, Dafa sucked him over and put it in his hand. He said coldly: "I only give you a chance. If you don't answer, you will lose you into my blood."

Ghosts looked up and looked at the sly face in the dark curtain, all of them screaming at him, dancing with both hands, a very hungry look.

The ghosts were so scared that they were so soft that they put their hands together and pleaded: "You are the Maoshan Tianshi, you can't..."

"Are you answering?"

The ghost difference belief was destroyed, bowed his head and said: "I am obeying the power of the investigation, and I am obliged to follow you and monitor your movements. Ask God to let go..."

The road is cold and cold: "I wanted to kill you to sacrifice the flag, but I just sent you a letter to tell you the Lord. I am officially separated from the human world and the sinister, and began to kill and conquer, build power. My blood. Haiwan konjac still lacks the ghost, when you can send troops to conquer."

After talking hard, go down the mountain, throw it down, never look back, look at the front of the team, said:

"This goes, don't die, leave!"

The wind hand grips the corner flag, flies down the mountain, and dozens of people behind him immediately follow up and go deep into the ghost field.

The grimacing face on the corner flag also made a roaring sound, like a thousand troops, followed by the wind.

Ye Shaoyang and his party returned to the world and sent the body of the pony to his home.

In the face of the pony mother's blame, the word of mouth, casually found an excuse for accidental death.

Looking at his son's sudden death, the pony mother had some doubts. After the alarm, Ye Shaoyang and others were taken to ask, but had no choice but to find Xie Yuqing to come forward and issue a death certificate. The family of the pony believed this.

The funeral of the pony, everyone has attended. At the funeral ceremony, Ye Shaoyang also saw some school classmates, and there was a feeling like a world.

Together, I sent the pony to finish the final journey.

The pony was buried in a cemetery.

At the end of the funeral, when everyone else left, only the members of the Ghost Federation left, staying in the grave until the evening.

"What are you going to wander?" The four treasures looked at the old Guo who was wandering around the tombstone, and finally couldn't help it.

"I see who his neighbors are." Lao Guo walked over and said, "It’s all old ladies, but fortunately there is a 91-year-old beauty who is a neighbor."

Four treasures: "Don't pull it, the pony soul is not here, where is the neighbor."

Lao Guo waved: "You don't understand, you have to repair the same boat in a hundred years. The tombstone is buried together, but it is also a fate. It is impossible to know what is coming."

I came forward and took a shot of Ye Shaoyang's shoulder. He said, "Let's go. The channel wind, since he has plucked the pony, the gods are sure to have a way to return the soul, I am very optimistic."

Ye Shaoyang listened to him and said that his mood was slightly improved. He nodded and looked at the pony grave to pay for a computer with a paper jam in the pool.

I remembered that the little pony once joked with them and said nothing about death. Just burn a computer and go to play League of Legends.

I did not expect a word to become a reality.

At that time he wanted an inflatable doll. This thing naturally nobody burns him.

The group left the pony grave.

When I went back, Ye Shaoyang suddenly stood and looked around and said, "Is this not the cemetery where Xiaohui was buried?"

Lao Guo nodded. At that time, Xiaohui’s “failure” was his responsibility. He buried the body of “Xiao Xiaohui”, the ice silkworm, next to the real Xiaohui, also in this cemetery.

"There is still a door in the north, it is Xuanmen. We came in from that door. This time it was the South Gate." Lao Guo explained.

Ye Shaoyang nodded, and the heart said that he could not recognize himself before.

Going out from the cemetery, Ye Shaoyang asked them to go back first, bought two bunches of flowers, lifted a bundle of paper, and returned to the cemetery alone to the tomb of two Xiaohui.