The black fog was too wide, and only two afterimages could be seen vaguely fighting in the black fog.

That Maotian, Chu Zheng didn’t know that he was a ghost for hundreds of years.

However, Chi Jing is in a black state and her strength should be not weak.

The two ghosts fought, but they could not decide the outcome immediately.

No one completely gained the upper hand.

Jiang Yunluo jumped in from outside the wall and stood in the corner with Chu Zheng to watch.

"Brother, who do you think can win?"

"Chi Jing."

"Not necessarily." Jiang Yunluo supported his chin.

Chu Zheng looked sideways: "You know Chi Jing."

Jiang Yunluo blinked and said, "Do I know each other?"

Chu Zheng looked at him and didn't say anything.

Jiang Yunluo scratched his head and laughed dryly: "I know you, but you are a ghost after all, so you have to investigate."

“Where is the other one?”

Jiang Yunluo shook his head: "I don't know."

“…”

Chu Zheng glanced at him: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Yunluo was holding his cell phone and was photographing the other side. Hearing this, he said strangely: "Live broadcast. It's hard to see two evil spirits fighting."

"..." Very, very difficult to see?

Chu Zheng saw the live broadcast on her mobile phone, and saw someone shouting to bet on the barrage, guessing who could win.

The prefix is ​​a real person, a Tianshi, a mountain...

Are you, the group of heavenly masters, so unfair?!

Chu Zheng moved away silently.

What kind of sand sculptures are these?

-

In the thick fog.

Maotian could no longer support him, so he underestimated the strength of this evil ghost.

Chi Jing flashed to Maotian's side: "Where are you looking at?"

Maotian was startled and suddenly attacked to the side.

Unfortunately, the attack failed.

A sudden chill came from behind and a sense of crisis surged into my heart.

"You are just a little devil who has only been two hundred years old. You dare to come to me. You are quite brave." A smiley voice seemed to come from all directions, unable to tell the direction.

"You are only a hundred years old." Maotian gritted his teeth.

The man chuckled: "I'm so sorry to make you misunderstand."

Chi Jing's figure suddenly appeared in front of Maotian. Maotian was shocked and had no time to react.

The body flew out suddenly.

The thick fog dissipated and the lush sky fell on the lawn.

Maotian rolled around the ground, turned into a black shadow, and headed straight for Shangjing.

Shang Jing's originally worried expression changed, and she stood up and ran quickly towards the wall, climbed over the wall very quickly, and disappeared.

The black fog gradually dissipated.

The pool mirror in the center of the black fog slowly emerged.

He stood straight, and there was still a thin black mist lingering around him, gloomy and bizarre.

The next second, the tall and straight body shook and fell straight to the ground.

Chu Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then walked over after Chi Jing fell down.

"Chi Jing, why are you..."

Chu Zheng's wrist was pulled by him, and the man looked up at her, with no sensation in his dark eyes.

"Little girl, take a breath."

“…”

Am I sucking ice by Wangwang?

Take a breath of energy all day!

I'm grass!

Why is the weak and helpless little piti so unlucky?

Chu Zheng clenched her fist and let go.

Good guy card.

mine.

If you have your own good person card, you must be spoiled even if you kneel.

Chu Zheng calmed down for a moment and would help him up.

The man's pale fingers climbed on Chu Zheng's shoulders, his handsome face slowly approached, and his eyes were deep and dark.

His lips were still cold.

But it was very soft. Chu Zheng lightly bit her hand, the man put it on her shoulder, tightening it slightly.

Seeing that he did not object, Chu Zheng began to become unscrupulous.
Chapter completed!