"Welcome, two new beauties with good figures are coming to our team. We will have three good beds tonight, so let's have some heavy tastes."

Zhu Peng smiled enthusiastically at the miserable curse, and made an extremely fierce throat-cutting gesture at the other party with his hand as a knife. The fierce and fierce spirit accompanied by Zhu Peng's lips opening and closing, which was full of unscrupulous provocation. The pale knife-holding woman disappeared without a trace after staring at Zhu Peng's eyes, but Zhu Peng, who knew the habits of ghosts, could be sure that, normally, no one would come to him today... Bullying the soft and fearing the strong is not just a human habit. The old lady also knows how to pick the soft and pinch the soft first, let alone hunting the ghost ghosts whose instinct is stronger than most creatures on earth.

Zhu Peng from Taiyin has been studying Taoism in the Ghost Hall of Longhu Mountain since he was a child. The courses taught by any generation of disciples of the Ghost Hall are ever-changing, and it is easy to do so. However, the first class taught by any generation of disciples of the Ghost Hall of the Ghost Hall of the Heavenly Master is never changed. That class is called: "Don't be afraid". If the disciples of the Ghost Hall of the Heavenly Master are afraid of ghosts, then even if their talent is magical or even innate Taoist bodies is meaningless. They dare not refine ghosts to control ghosts or even play with ghosts. How can the Ghost Hall of the Heavenly Master be called "ghost"?

When Zhu Peng was young, he studied many classics in the hall and found a core of the essence of ghosts in an ancient book that was not a classic of the ghost palace. A story recorded in the ancient book says:

A general led his troops to marches in the camp, and his subordinates dug up a big snake. The camp was frightened. The general stepped forward and drew his sword to kill him. Ye Meng, a white-headed man asked for his life and said, "Why kill me?" The general knew it was the snake in the day, but he drew his sword and killed him without any fear. He said, "If you want to kill, kill him, how are you doing?" There are many fools in the world. He once said, "Gods and ghosts are afraid of evil people." But in fact, what gods and ghosts are afraid of are not evil people, but the kind of person with great aura, just like the one in the above

Like a marching general, "If you want to kill, you will kill. How do you stay?" Such figures, let alone evil spirits, should stay away from them. They should not be able to catch them unless their qi and blood are exhausted and they are old and die. People in the world are afraid of evil things and are afraid of tigers, leopards, poisonous insects. They ask gods to worship Buddha and worship them at home and worship them every day and do not dare to be lazy. However, they do not know how to read more books to cultivate their spirits and correct their nature. No matter whether they are good or evil, as long as their original spirit is strong, the Yin spirits will be dispersed after drinking. The ghosts are much more diligent than you do to hide from them.

Of course, the above is all ordinary ghosts in the normal sense. The collection of ghosts like Jia Yazi, which is condensed with abnormal spells, is closer to the cultivator's deliberate refining ghosts. Faced with this exception, no matter how strong and fierce a person is, he wants to disperse it with a drink, but in response to it, under the premise of other choices, the evil ghost will never attack him first. Just like in the team where Zhu Peng is, Jia Yazi will never be able to attack Zhu Peng, Zheng Zha or even Zhang Jie first...

When Zhu Peng turned around and returned to the crowd, except for Zhan Lan, who was born with a strong mental power, even Zheng Zha did not notice anything unusual about Taoist. At this time, he was instilling his team philosophy of "fairness and justice and not giving up anybody easily" into the six newcomers, and introduced himself humbly: "My name is Zheng Zha, and he is currently one of the main players of this team, full-time, well, close combat."

"Zhang Jie, the most senior member of this team, should be considered half a firepower player."

"Zhan Lan, the medium and short range double guns are strengthened, and the firepower output is output."

"Zeng Rong, a flesh and blood practitioner, is currently learning with his senior brother, and is in close combat."

"Li Xiaoyi, Brother Tomoro has strengthened his bloodline and has the ability to transform into a very powerful weapon, assisting."

"Li Shuaixi, I believe you can see that Pokémon's summoning side strengthening has only experienced a horror movie. Now he should be considered a newcomer like you, and he will take care of each other in the future."

"This is Zhu Peng, the Taoist Priest of Taiyin. He was already a very powerful cultivator before entering the world of the main god. He is currently one of the most powerful people in the team. He is also very good at ghosts. It should be the biggest reliance for our team to survive this horror movie. The one who just left the team to launder money and buys an ID card for us was Bawang. He is a mercenary firepower player and is very skilled in modern guns. If a newcomer wants to quickly develop combat power, he will have to trouble him in the future." Zheng Zha introduced himself to Zhu Peng and Bawang. Zhu Peng touched his nose and said nothing, giving people a more relaxed and easy-to-talk feeling. Although the veterans felt it was strange, no one dared to say anything. Most of the six newcomers looked at Zhu Peng with strange eyes. They were young, handsome, strong and had a good temper. It would be impossible to find such a person to take his "small trumpet".

After the three ordinary young men left behind because of the Keda Ya looked at each other, one of them said, "My name is Lu Renjia, and I am still a college student now."

"Xiao Bingyi, she is unemployed after graduation."

"I'm lonely, uh, it's the last year of college, and it's also unemployed." Three unemployed party members, such young people, now just find a third-rate university roof, throw a brick down and hit seven or eight like water. Students with excellent academic performance will prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination in school, and students with excellent abilities will not wait until the unemployed dilemma before looking for a job. The three student parties cut off most of their expectations for them in just a few words. It can only be said that they are too young...

Fortunately, the other three of the six newcomers didn't look too slutty. One of them was a beautiful and graceful woman with a tight cowboy called herself Ming Yingwei. She was one of the "one bed and three good things" that Zhu Peng just said about the curse.

Of course, Zhu Peng is just talking. Practitioners often go to bed to collect more than please. The Dharma land and supplement wealth is called the four elements of practice, but it is also important to be less than excessive. It is not suitable for one's own Taoism and law, not to keep the blessings that are not suitable for cultivation, not to be prone to both cultivation, not to be provoked by Taoists who are not suitable for dual cultivation, not to collect wealth that is not suitable for the heart, and cultivators who are hungry and obsessed with food and are gradually entering the left path. No matter how deep the opportunity is, no matter how powerful the cultivation is, when facing the right result of Taoism, there are also huge obstacles that cannot be avoided. Zhu Peng is not afraid of obstacles, but he does not have the bad habit of seeking to get scum.

"My name is Mingyingwei. My job is the company's public relations manager. Haha, I used to want to travel around Japan. I didn't expect that I could actually satisfy this wish before I died." As he said this, the woman looked comfortable, as if she didn't take any terrifying reincarnation or curse or fierce ghosts to heart. Such an attitude made Zhu Peng frown even more. He hated people who hate the world and do not cherish their lives. He hated them very much.

"Zhao Yingkong, profession is...a killer."

The girl sitting on one side, with a cold temperament, lowered her head and flipped the book on her lap. Her naked skin was extremely white, tender and delicate. Her neutral short hair had the taste of Ayahara, and her color was also very black, soft and bright, obviously had a good physique. Her soft and slender body seemed weak, but people with rich experience could vaguely feel the amazing explosive power inside. Looking at the girl in front of her, Zhu Peng could almost imagine in his mind how sharp and sharp this girl named Zhao Yingkong would be when she took action.

"Are Zhao's assassin? Therefore, it is said that the famous assassin family with a long history is recorded in ancient books in Longhu Mountain. Welcome, Zhao Yingkong." Zhu Peng said the girl's name and seemed quite rude, but Zhao Yingkong moved his eyes away from the book for the first time, raised his handsome and beautiful little face and stared at Zhu Peng. After his eyes were sharp, they gradually calmed down. She nodded at Zhu Peng and looked down at the book on her knees, but her attitude was friendly to everyone that she had never seen before, as if she had recognized Zhu Peng's teammate.

"Well, is your name Zhu Peng?" Before Zhu Peng could completely recover from the charm of the short-haired girl's beautiful and refined face, the last middle-aged man with a gentle appearance among the six newcomers walked up to Zhu Peng and spoke politely.

"Uh, I am, do you know me?"

"Of course I know you. One of the professors you kidnapped during tomb robbery is my mentor. When you were arrested by the army, the cemetery collapsed and buried several old professors in the archaeological world alive. You said how could I not know you? I called Qi Tengyi to the underworld and must tell the King of Hell that I killed you." A sharp knife appeared in the hands of the man with red eyes. A cold light flashed and slashed into Zhu Peng's lower abdomen. However, he stabbed Qi Tengyi and found that the face of the Taoist in front of him did not change slightly. It was the man who had just claimed to be Li Xiaoyi's bloodline strengthening man who had just called him Li Xiaoyi and rushed to Zhu Peng's side at some point, and he grabbed the sharp blade, with the flesh and blood on his palms connected with the blade, but there was no trace of pain on Li Xiaoyi's face, and his skin was not even cut.
Chapter completed!