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The three hundred and seventieth flavor, beware of magic repair

"Me! Damn! Sister Jiao, are you crazy? The house I built after working hard for several days was destroyed by you?"

Hua Xiaomi wished she could rush up and swing the dead dragon into the sky.

But she didn't, because she felt that outsiders were coming not far away.

A man and a woman, wearing black clothes, looked fierce and evil. She looked like a layer of moonlight floating on the outside, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Both of them are tall and strong, dressed with explicit hair, and their long wheat-colored legs are very eye-catching.

And among them, the mountain ghost smiled bitterly at her.

It's strange that the man and the woman walked very fast. Compared with the two of them, the mountain ghost looked a little slim, and his steps were leisurely but not behind. He didn't look like he was kidnapped, but he looked more like a young master who was being gangstered.

Hua Xiaomi held her forehead with a headache. What's going on?

It was obvious that the man and woman also discovered her existence, but they were not as vigilant and guarded as ordinary people, but were extremely happy.

It seemed like the green-headed flies smelled the cracked rotten eggs.

What the hell? Why did she just touch some strange people since she came to this place?

"Another mountain ghost? Hehe, God is really helping me. Come here and let my brother be so intimate." The man looked despicable and jumped towards her.

Please, her face has not yet been fully improved. Is this person too heavy?

Hua Xiaomi dodged and avoided the pounce. The man was so stupid that he couldn't retract his strength. He lay on the body of Xiao Heijiao, and kept shouting: "My baby."

It really makes people get goosebumps all over their body. Not to mention Hua Xiaomi, the person involved, Xiao Heijiao, looked even more disgusting. While moving the dragon's head sideways, he cursed: "You smelly man, I'm not interested in you, get out of here!"

As he said that, it raised its tail and threw it towards the man.

Unfortunately, the dragon tail was powerless, so he swung it gently, and the man just took a few steps back.

Hua Xiaomi saw the yellow light that appeared from time to time on the little black dragon, like a rope.

This is a magic weapon? The little black dragon is like a loach, and can even be trapped? That should be a good thing.

Hua Xiaomi's eyes were flashing with light, as if she was calculating something.

But the man over there was obviously not happy either. He was frustrated and cursed, and he floated his hand on his chest with one hand, chanting a spell. With a few buzzing sounds, he saw the ropes on the little black dragon's body tighter and tighter.

The sound of the dragon became louder and louder, and he kept scolding. He sounded very angry. It seemed that it was not a big deal, but he was simply bound.

No matter how hard I struggle, I can't move, and I can only roll in a small area in the ruins of the bamboo house.

After doing this, the man smiled gloomy a few times. Then he turned around and looked at Hua Xiaomi and asked, "What kind of thing are you? What kind of gods are you doing?"

Hua Xiaomi looked at the other person like an idiot, and said in a cold tone: "You kidnapped my man, came over and collapsed my house, and in the end I asked who I am?"

The man was stunned, as if he didn't react, and suddenly shouted at her: "No, the mountain ghosts are still divided into men and women?"

What exactly are you? What is your purpose here? Are you the Hua family? But have you all left? There is only one little girl left. This is not a very old age."

The man talked to himself, with a confused face.

Hua Xiaomi was even more confused. She couldn't understand some of the man's words.

At this time, the woman in black next to the mountain ghost sneered twice and said with malicious intentions: "Is it the Hua family? You can tell if you test it?"

As soon as these words were said, the man understood them and smiled obscenely. He lifted the black clothes on his body, revealing a lump of fat meat, and rushed towards Hua Xiaomi.

The fat meat can probably be fryed into a pot and it can produce a bucket of offensive oil. It is a classic representation of how to make you look thin while wearing clothes and taking off clothes.

"Be careful, he is a magic cultivator!"

The voice of the mountain ghost sounded, and at the same time she saw that the man's body was covered with strange black patterns for a moment, especially his hands, which seemed to be carrying a terrible force and rushed straight towards her dantian.

Hua Xiaomi originally wanted to meet her, but she saw that this was very bad, so she hid to the side.

When the man was lost, the black lines on his body disappeared quickly. She quickly seized the opportunity, raised her right leg and kicked her in the other party's chest.

Her legs were thin, but she was really strong. When she kicked the man in the chest, he immediately sprayed blood, but he didn't know the situation.

Seeing this, Hua Xiaomi sneered, that is, she was a little shorter. Otherwise, she would have kicked the other person on the head, and she would probably have bloomed like a watermelon.

The woman in black not far away saw her companion half dead in a blink of an eye. She immediately changed her face and rushed towards Hua Xiaomi, shouting:

"What a cruel little guy, come with your life!"

This is also a brainless person. Hua Xiaomi was too lazy to even watch. She waved her hand and put the treasure pot in as a cover.

But in one stick of incense, the two demon cultivators were easily solved by her. The mountain ghost widened his eyes in surprise and his mouth opened into a round shape.

"He, they are demon cultivators, why are you so fast?"

Hua Xiaomi looked at him and couldn't help laughing. She was still very restrained and didn't show off her emotions. Today's episode was interesting and tight.

But why was she so comfortable?

"Ahem, you don't know yet that I was still injured. If I had been holding a raffle stick in my hand, I would have been able to take the heads of these two people into a gourd string in one move."

This is not an exaggeration, but she wants to prove to the mountain ghost that she is a very powerful female.

But it was obvious that the mountain ghost misunderstood and advised earnestly: "How can you be so cruel and ruthless? Do you know--"

"You saw that they were going to kill me just now. Could it be that I would stay where I am and wait for the killing?"

Hua Xiaomi looked unhappy. Shan Gui probably was confused by reading Buddhist scriptures and wanted her to repay her with kindness? It was a joke.

"Look at you, you are so impatient, why don't you wait for me to finish speaking? You must not be contaminated with blood and must not hurt people's lives!" The mountain ghost sighed repeatedly.

Hua Xiaomi blinked her eyes, rubbed her secretly for a while, then pointed at the two demon cultivators and asked, "What about them? Don't tell me to let go, wouldn't that be the one who lets the tiger go back to the mountain and wait for them to seek revenge on me."

Really, it's really troublesome not to kill.

Shan Gui said, "I have my own plans for this. Don't worry, go back to the house quickly... Well, find a safe place to meditate and regulate your breathing. Don't hurt your fingers."

Hua Xiaomi nodded in a depressed manner, glanced at her fingers, and left.

After a while, when the mountain ghost could no longer see Hua Xiaomi's figure, he turned around and looked at the two demon cultivators.

One of them had a big pit on his chest and the other was covered with snow and frost. His breath was sluggish. Seeing his eyes lit up slightly, he called for help, "Save, save me..."

Seeing this, Shan Gui breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head, "Luckily, he is not dead yet."

He really doesn't want these two people to die at Hua Xiaomi's hands, but-

"You two are very sinful. Today I will save you. I hope you can cultivate virtue and correct yourself in the future."

After saying that, he stood in front of his chest with one hand and recited the Buddhist scriptures.

The two demon cultivators thought they were saved, but when the Buddha's voice came into their ears, they were both twisted in pain. But after a long time, when the Buddha's light shone, they all turned into ashes.

The mountain ghost swept his arms lightly, looked at the place where the demon cultivator was lying just now, his eyebrows were lightly closed, and said, "I hope you two will be good people in the next life..."

After saying that, the figure of the mountain ghost disappeared.

The little black dragon, which was tied up not far away, was completely forgotten.

"Hey, is anyone there? Come and save me!
Chapter completed!
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