The wind whispered in my ear, and the white clouds passed in front of my eyes with the wind. This kind of feeling is wonderful.

Ye Pengfei and Xu Jingxue soared in the sky. After a moment, they landed on the top floor of the hotel.

The man in front of her will never forget that the man in front of her will never look up again.

Xu Jingxue looks at Ye Pengfei's handsome side face, her heart beating like a deer.

If you don't have an engagement, if you are determined when the master betroths you to others.

Xu Jingxue gently touches Ye Pengfei's chest. She thinks that if those things really come true, she doesn't have so many worries. Maybe she will go after the man in front of her regardless of everything.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

There is no if in the world.

When Xu Jingxue thought of this, she felt dejected.

Ye Pengfei smiles at Xu Jingxue, rubs her broad palm on her head, and looks at the dark wave energy that has been firmly locked by her own consciousness.

"Now we can deal with this monster."

Xu Jingxue raised her head and looked at the nearly transparent material floating in the air in front of her. She nodded, took out a piece of yellow Rune paper from her arms, and recited a mantra in her mouth.

Fu paper grows in the wind and turns into a pale yellow sword.

"Let the ghost die. Let me come from Maoshan to solve you."

Xu Jingxue holds a magic formula in her left hand and a sword in her right hand. She stares at the transparent material in front of her eyes. The girl's red lips move slightly when she speaks.

Not to mention, it seems that there is a sense of beauty, which is totally different from the women before ye Pengfei.

Ye Pengfei admires Xu Jingxue for a while. After a while, he reaches out his hand and takes Xu Jingxue behind him: "it's still up to us men to fight. Only in this way can we be regarded as a gentleman."

Although Ye Pengfei did not use his consciousness to explore Xu Jingxue's cultivation, such behavior is very impolite, but just standing next to Xu Jingxue, ye Pengfei can feel that Xu Jingxue's cultivation is weaker than the energy substance in front of him. If Xu Jingxue makes a move, there will be a little risk, or even life-threatening.

Ye Pengfei doesn't want to let a beautiful girl like Xu Jingxue risk her life, so he decides to solve the monster himself.

But just as ye Pengfei said this, a figure and a loud voice suddenly appeared in the sky.

"There's no mistake. It's still up to us men to fight. Women and villains should get away quickly."

The voice is the voice of Xu Jingxue's elder martial brother Zhang Zizi, and people are also Zhang Zizi.

He didn't know when he changed into a Taoist robe and held a copper coin sword in his hand. What's more, he didn't know how he climbed up from the bottom layer. He yelled with a copper coin sword.

"Death to the ghost! Let me, Zhang Ziyou, the successor of Maoshan, take care of you and leave as soon as possible. "

Zhang Zizi roared and rushed towards the transparent energy wave with a copper coin sword in his hand.

Ye Pengfei has no time to shout, Zhang Zizi has rushed to the front of the ghost.

"Be careful..."

Ye Pengfei's words of caution just came out, and Zhang Zizi's people flew back. He was attacked by the group of ghosts. He flew back, and his mouth overflowed with blood.

Xu Jingxue worried and said: "elder martial brother, come back quickly, you are not its opponent."

Zhang Zizi looks back and looks at Xu Jingxue standing close to Ye Pengfei. There is a trace of anger on his face. He yells: "go away, I'm the descendant of Maoshan. It's easy to deal with this ghost. Just stay with that little white face."

Zhang Zizi said, he picked up the copper coin sword and rushed to it. The small copper coin sword was wielded by him, and it was very powerful. However, it penetrated through the ghost's body, as if it did not cause any damage to the ghost.

"Ah, ah

Zhang Zizi cried.

Ye Pengfei shakes to one side secretly. Although he has never learned Maoshan Taoism, his martial arts are almost the same. This kind of Maoshan Taoism can't work with such a method.

Sure enough, Xu Jingxue on one side also frowned secretly. She worried and said, "the Maoshan sword skill of elder martial brother has no composition. It can't do any harm to the ghost."

Ye Pengfei looked at Xu Jingxue and said with a smile, "are you afraid your elder martial brother will get hurt?"

Xu Jingxue embarrassed smile: "I am afraid he will die!"

Ye Pengfei thought for a while and said, "don't worry, I can save him at the critical moment."

Xu Jingxue gratefully said to Ye Pengfei, "thank you so much, brother Pengfei!"

Xu Jingxue and ye Pengfei haven't known each other for more than an hour, but in terms of address, they have changed from elder brother Ye Pengfei to elder brother Pengfei, which saves a word, but the relationship seems to be much closer.Not only that, Xu Jingxue's feet are quietly moving towards Ye Pengfei. Standing beside Ye Pengfei with a head shorter than ye Pengfei, she has a kind of feeling that birds depend on people.

Ye Pengfei looked at Zhang Zizi's fight with the ghost, frowning slightly, and said: "I'm going to subdue the ghost at this time, and it will make Zhang Zizi's brother's face more than his face."

Xu Jingxue nodded, and her voice was like the sound of a mosquito: "brother Pengfei, just be happy. You can do it whenever you like."

Ye Pengfei smiles.

While ye Pengfei and Xu Jingxue are talking and laughing, Zhang Zizi has been fighting with the ghost for dozens of rounds.

Zhang Zizi is not the opponent of the ghost. Even in the eyes of Ye Pengfei, like Xu Jingxue, they are not the opponent of the latter in dealing with the ghost.

If they didn't come, these two people who want to fight for justice might die here.

At the moment, Zhang Zizi's body was full of wounds, and his blood seeped out from his split skin, but his face was very crazy, and his copper sword in his hand was more fierce and powerful.

"Ah

Zhang Zizi was attacked again. This time, he couldn't hold on any longer. A large amount of blood came out of his mouth. Although his people didn't fly this time, his sword was blown away, and he stepped back several steps.

Zhang Zizi wiped the blood in his mouth and looked at the undamaged ghost not far away. There was a trace of retreat in his heart.

Seeing Zhang Ziyou's appearance, Xu Jingxue worried and put her hand around Ye Pengfei's arm. She said to Zhang Ziyou, "brother, come back quickly. You are not the opponent of the ghost. Let brother Pengfei deal with it!"