When Hua Hanxiang thought about it, this is the same.

Then, run!

However, escaping is just their beautiful fantasy.

Before they could run two steps, Qin Jingrong had already stood up and shouted coldly: "Since you are here, then stay!"

He flew straight in, his wide sleeves flying, and a strong wind blew up, covering Ruan Ling and the other two.

Ruan Ling felt that the wind touched her body, and it hurt like a knife.

I can't open my eyes, and there are only harsh whistles in my ears.

A split headache.

It is really evil.

It doesn’t matter whether she and Hua Hanxiang are just physical bodies of ordinary people. How can they withstand it?

"Pei Shu, where are you?" she shouted.

The sound was torn apart by the wind.

The next moment, holding her wrist with one hand, Pei Shu's voice intermittently came into her ears: "I'm fine, don't worry. I will take you away!"

Hua Hanxiang cried and jumped: "I'm almost out of here. What a demonic wind, so powerful! You haven't taken action yet. Have you been fed the spells I taught you? Are you feeding the dogs? Where is the magic binding technique? Greet me!"

"My divine power has not been restored yet, so I can't use it!" Ruan Ling was held by Pei Shu in one hand, and suddenly touched something in her arms with the other hand.

She quickly took it out.

This is something Meng Po gave her. From the outside, it looks a bit similar to the scales of a fish, but it is much larger, the size of a palm, the light flows, and it is very beautiful.

Hua Hanxiang felt dizzy when she saw this and shouted: "Idiot! This is a deal with ghost messengers. To deal with Qin Jingrong, all you can use is the magic technique of binding now!"

Ruan Ling ignored her, raised her hand and threw the fish scales out.

The fish scales are shining brightly in the air.

Qin Jingrong's face changed drastically when he saw it, and he turned around and was about to run away.

The beam of light shone on him and immediately revealed his true form.

It turned out to be just a jujube tree demon, only about one meter high.

The strange wind naturally disappeared.

Hua Hanxiang sat on the ground in a mess, her hair was blown by the wind, all of which were standing straight, very strong and unyielding.

When Ruan Ling saw her appearance, she immediately went to see Pei Shu again.

Pei Shu was fine, but there were a few cuts on his face that were cut by the wind.

She felt a little relieved, walked over and took back the scales, and touched them again and again with a baby: "This fish scale is really a good thing."

Hua Hanxiang rolled her eyes with a scent: "This kind of good thing was actually given to you such a ignorant person. I'm so angry!"

"You recognize this?"

"Of course!" Hua Hanxiang said, "Do you think I have lived a few hundred years longer than you, and I have been white? This is the dragon scale!"

"What, there are really dragons in the world?"

"What's my god?" Hua Hanxiang went over and grabbed the jujube tree demon and mocked, "There are such things in the world, so what's the point of having a dragon? You are not an ordinary person in the mortal world, you really have no knowledge!"

She glanced at Pei Shu and immediately smiled and said, "Brother Pei, I'm not talking about you. You are so fairy-like, of course, not comparable to those mortals."

Pei Shu asked: "Is City God actually a jujube tree demon?"

"Of course not. Qin Jingrong was a famous minister of the Yuan Dynasty. After his death, he was named the City God Bo by the Emperor Zhu Family of the Ming Dynasty. He was a serious person. How could he be a mere tree demon like a tree demon!" Hua Hanxiang pinched the jujube tree demon and said angrily, "Say, where did Lord Qin go?"

The branches and leaves of the jujube tree demon trembled, and his voice was soft: "I don't know!"
Chapter completed!