"You are willing." The leader said coldly.
Before Hua Sheng could speak, the man added, "There are a lot of things, and the sincerity is enough, but...you are probably going to be disappointed, and we can't hide it. Now it's either you to undo the spell, or, come with us. One battle, you choose one."
The plan to buy off with money was itself a temptation, and Hua Sheng didn't expect it to work, so he wasn't disappointed.
However, before she could speak, she heard a familiar voice, "Hey, fighting is such a fun thing, how can I do it without me?"
Hua Sheng turned his head and was stunned. From the darkness not far away, the woman in white who walked into the enchantment was... Fengxi
When the figure approached, under the moonlight, what Hua Sheng saw was indeed Feng Xi's face.
She burst into tears...
"Feng Xi... I...."
"You don't do this to me, I really don't want to talk to you, but there is no way, who told me to be unlucky, to know you as a bad friend? Tell you, don't cry, if you are moved, wait until we win , now is not the time to cry." Feng Xi folded his arms around his chest, extremely arrogant.
"I asked why I wasted so much talking with us. It turned out to be to delay time. It seems to be waiting for reinforcements."
"Wrong, what you said this time is really wrong. She didn't know I was coming. In fact, from the moment she used the Heavenly Demon Talisman willfully, we broke up." Feng Xi turned to look at Ming Chai.
"Then why are you still here?"
Mingcha is also full of curiosity, so he is very puzzled.
"It's all about my mood. Besides, you guys, if you bully a woman, are you ashamed?"
Twelve ghosts: ...
"If this matter gets out, how will you hang out in the underworld in the future?"
"Then I'll kill you all to silence it, so that this matter won't get out." After finishing speaking, the twelve ghost messengers showed their weapons collectively.
My God, Feng Xi hurriedly took a few steps back in that situation. After all, the cold weapons in these people's hands were either forks or machetes, or hammers and axes, which were very scary.
"You... are you singled out, or group fights?" Feng Xi hid behind Hua Sheng, poking his neck and asking.
"How about a one-on-one fight, how about a group fight?" Na Mingchai was also stopped by Feng Xi.
Feng Xi glanced at the twelve people, "If you are singled out, you send someone out to do it alone with us."
"What about group fights?" Mingcha asked again.
"If you fight in groups, you send someone out, and my friend and I will go up together and beat him up."
Twelve ghosts: ...
"Brother, why does this seem a bit wrong, what's wrong with it?" A ghost messenger was stupefied by Feng Xi.
"There's nothing wrong with it, what the woman said is right, a one-on-one fight and a gang fight, the explanation is perfect." One of them was already stupid, and was lured into a pit by Feng Xi.
The elder brother who took the lead was already being questioned, with a gloomy old face, his mask facing the ground, and he was doing mental calculations for a long time.
Then he came to his senses and pointed his long knife at Feng Xi angrily, "You little girl, how dare you play us? We have twelve people, why should we send one out? You have a good idea? Whether it's a one-on-one or The gang fights seem to be taken advantage of by you, you deliberately tricked us, believe it or not, I will kill you now?"
"Aren't you twelve ghosts powerful? You are the confidantes of the king of the underworld, you possess unique skills, and you are all hundreds of years old. We two girls are only in our forties, and we are still mortals, so Of course we have to let us light it, otherwise wouldn't that be bullying?" Feng Xi was not embarrassed to be exposed, and continued to fire cannons.