Peng!
The steel puppet kicked me on the head, and I felt a buzzing in my head, flying out again.
"Jiandu, you are dead, hahaha." Mo Shidao's arrogant and proud laughter came over there. "Huh, no!" Mo Shidao's laughter suddenly stopped, and his speech was panicked.
Because, I am so immortal that I fell to Hao Martingale's side.
The servant was just hit by a side kick of the blood bamboo peach, was kicked in the face, his cheeks were cracked, and he was lying there. At this time, I just got up, but I was beaten and fell beside him.
He turned his head and opened his bloody eyes, which happened to meet my black ink eyes.
"Do not!"
Hao Martingale was shocked and shouted desperately.
But he only had a chance to yell this word, because my wooden fist that burned with yin-fire had already hit his face heavily.
"Kakka!"
It was the sound of broken bones.
Peng!
Hao Martingale's head was blown up, and the sorrowful colors rendered the sky empty.
The headless body slammed to the ground.
"Buzz, buzz, click!"
There was weird movement around, and then, the space we were in suddenly became smaller. We were in a warehouse-like house, with large transparent holes on the surrounding walls and the roof above.
The mustard Sumi spell imposed on the Mo family's ancestral house collapsed.
This means that the Feng Shui Huan Move Thousand Burial Bureau has ceased.
With the death of Hao Martingale, the number of'one six five' was collected, and the Thousand Burial Bureau completed its predetermined goal and stopped naturally.
"Do not!"
Mo Shidao yelled, he quickly pinched the tactics, and saw the steel puppet stand up with lightning, flew back to his side, picked it up, and boomed! It smashed the wall and rushed out.
The wooden box was carried by the real person Lu Qiu. He grabbed Qin Lunyin's back neck and carried it like a chicken. It may have triggered some kind of ghost escape technique. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a light and shadow. , Chasing Mo Shidao and they fled a long way!
Whether it was a steel puppet or a real person Lu Qiu, they showed extreme speed at this moment, plus the sudden incident, I couldn't catch it at all.
Is this gone? So unproductive? Isn't Mo Shidao a puppet master? Do you want a big face? Without leaving a word in the scene, it is shameless to run away when the situation is not good!
I looked far away through the hole in the wall knocked out by the steel puppet
Fang, dumbfounded, cursed.
Keeping the posture of stretching my fist forward for a while, I slowly lowered my wooden arm, turned my head, and looked at a crowd of demons and ghosts.
The demons stopped their hands, they moved in the same way, looking at the direction Mo Shidao was fleeing, their pupils were shaking.
Xie Miaomiao and Xiong Pili returned to their human form, with blood covering the corners of their mouths and eyes, very embarrassed.
The Thousand Burial Bureau stopped, and the control of their examinations was lifted.
Ma Mian Faxiang flew up to my side to guard him in smoke.
After being stared at for a few breaths of time like this, their faces were embarrassing.
Peng!
The badly damaged Ma Mian Faxiang collapsed, turning into Yin Qi and dissipating in the air.
The yin fire that was burning on my body slowly extinguished. I didn't look at these guys much, and rushed over a few steps to check Wei Hongfan's injuries.
Liu Aiwen had arrived close, and she carefully sat up with Wei Hongfan. She could see the girl's arm showing a weird bending angle, indicating that her arm bone was really broken.
The shape of her legs and feet is better, presumably it's just a bone laceration.
Wei Hongfan's face was bloody and muddy, like a tabby cat, gritted his teeth painfully but hummed in a low voice.
Farther away, Mo Qishao helped Mo Qidu to lean on the stump, and the brothers and sisters looked like they were left behind.
Until then, a group of demons and demons came to their senses. In the sound of the wailing ghosts, there was only a blink of an eye. Except for the scorpion Miaomiao, Xiong Pili, and the masked female ghost in black with peony flowers, the other demons and evil masters all I left without even saying a word in the scene.
Needless to say, these guys were detained here by the Taoist Examination of the Thousand Burial Bureau. I don't know how unwilling they were. They found freedom at this moment, and naturally they scattered in a rush.
Their subordinates will definitely follow them.
Xie Miaomiao and Xiong Pili looked at each other, but sat down cross-legged at the same time, the cyan demon power was running, and healed in front of me.
The blood bamboo peach is also a virtue, sitting in the mud tiles, running ghostly, striving to minimize the damage value.
The black masked female ghost stood there faintly, did not mean to leave, and did not know what she was thinking
I was not in the mood to pay more attention to these things, and asked in a low voice whether Wei Hongfan could hold it up
Wei Hongfan nodded firmly, and then I told Liu Aiwen to call for an ambulance.
A dozen
Minutes later, the howling ambulance carried the injured Wei Hongfan and Mo Qidu on a stretcher and took them away. Mo Qishao and Liu Aiwen followed.
But Blood Bamboo Peach and I are naturally inconvenient to get out of the picture. These things are handled by Mo Qishao and Liu Aiwen.
The reason for the severe damage to the Mo family's ancestral house was naturally caused by Mo Qi to burn away nonsense.
As for the one hundred fifty or sixty students who are missing? Because the time is not long enough, it shouldn't have caused too much storm, but as time goes on, things are hard to say. I can imagine what it will be like when the time comes.
So many freshman students were missing, and Mo Qiduo and Wei Hongfan were both seriously injured. These were enough to attract countless reporters to follow suit.
But these follow-up troubles are not what I am concerned about.
I plan to stay in the ancestral house and make some adjustments, and then find Mo Qishao, let him take me back by plane, and it will be more than a day before Qi Po is out of the body.
I sat there, secretly operating the big puppet technique, the flow of light circulated within the seven souls, and the residual pain gradually moved away.
Time flew fast, and it took about two hours before I woke up from the state of meditation.
It’s not that I’m not defensive, but that after the war, no one was injured lightly. Besides, Xie Miao Miao and I have no grudges. Xie Miao Miao and Xiong Pili have only evil spirits, no evil, and safety. It should be enough.
In fact, it was mainly because of the wooden puppet's body, even if it was attacked by the few present, it could resist it.
With confidence, naturally they don't worry about their actions, not to mention that the blood bamboo peach is still around.
"But...?" I looked at the female ghost in embroidered black clothes. The evil spirits faintly around this servant, who are full of evil spirits, why did she dare to stay? Are you afraid that I will seal it in the chain
The female ghost who has been standing in the shadows, her ghost eyes flickered a few times behind the mask, and then stared at me, suddenly smiled softly, and said quietly, "Mr. Jiang, are you thinking about my evil Why didn't the ghost leave?"
"Not bad." I nodded, not denying her statement.
"Very simple, I have something to do."
"Talk about what's the matter?"
"Of course I want to repay your life-saving grace."
"What do you mean by this?" I asked, extremely puzzled.
(End of this chapter)