"that is!"

Shu Seedling held his hands, pointed at the front, and said in a deep voice: "From you see, how about this broken place, what is the secret realm of the Moon Old Witch?"

Can steal the coffin that day!

You can save people today!

While talking.

It ignored Wu Gui and took off the skin of the ghost slave on it in a few seconds.

Wu Gui subconsciously turned around to cover his face.

"What are you doing?"

Half of the saplings were covered in mist.

"I understand the rules!"

Wu Gui swallowed his saliva, "I can't live when I see your appearance."

Seedlings: "…"

After all, I couldn't help it.

It kicked Wu Gui's other leg break with a flying kick.

"Take clothes for grandpa!"

Throwing the skin of the ghost slave on Wu Gui's head, an invisible green light flashed across the sapling, instantly turning into a thin and long vine, gently rolling around the Yuan.

On Xiaoxia's wrist.

"Wait!"

After looking at Wu Gui who was in a state of dismay, Yuan Xiaoxia raised her head proudly, walked forward with a swagger.

Very soon.

Then it disappeared into the ghost fog.

After a while.

Wu Gui returned to his senses, covered his broken legs and grinned his teeth, subconsciously glanced at the ghost slave's skin in his hand, and felt desperate.

This kind of place.

Being so vigilant!

Just you two... huh?

Thinking of this, he blinked blankly, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Two ghost slaves.

One is pretended to be a tree, and what about the other one?

Why don't you remember it?

Gradually.

He looked at the ghost slave's skin in his hand and fell completely into self-doubt.

Is it one or two?

...

So far.

Li Meng still failed to get any useful information from Ren Wu Ren Liu, but he still attached great importance to them.

Youquan attaches more importance to it!

Although they knew that they were in the ghost realm and had no chance to escape, out of caution, they still laid a large number of ghost tribes.

From inside the hall to outside the hall.

Ghost coach, ghost general, ghost school... almost all the elites in the field were transferred back by him just to guard the Ghost King Palace!

now.

A short figure sneaked in quietly in the dark ghostly aura.

"kindness?"

Not far away, a ghost school guarding was feeling something was wrong and looked at her companion, "Is there any movement?"

The ghost school felt it for a moment and nodded, "There is movement."

The two ghosts looked at each other.

Then he looked at the ghost fog in front of him, and was a little confused.

Is the wind blowing?

Instead, they left this idea behind.

Not far away.

Yuan Xiaoxia tiptoed and kept moving forward quietly, bringing...a light breeze.

On the wrist.

A bracelet-like vine moved to show approval.

Humph~!

Yuan Xiaoxia is proud again.
Chapter completed!