Chapter 964

“……”

Look up at the stars.

The ghost dancer smiled faintly:

"Miss chanahu, on this beautiful day, we might as well drink and have fun. Why fight?"

“……”

Chennaihu:

"I already said that no matter how much you learn from my husband, I will never let you go!"

“……”

There was no tragic silence.

Then

"Well, you forced me!"

Wu pitifully raised his head and screamed hysterically: "today, I will die with you!"

The voice didn't fall.

The whole person was like a twist, and his arms and legs were twisted strangely.

It looks very evil and ominous!

Yanzhu doesn't want to.

Immediately shouted, "everybody spread out quickly!"

in fact.

Before he shouted, the ghost killers on the scene had run hundreds of meters away.

After all

Fools can see it.

No tragedy, this is a big move!

If you don't run at this time, do you wait to die?

Almost three seconds.

The ghost killing swordsman present ran away.

Only chanaihu is left.

Art experts are brave!

A person stands quietly in front of no tragedy!

And now

No tragic distortion.

It has become more and more serious.

The whole person looks very strange!

"Be careful!"

The insect column couldn't help reminding loudly.

For fear that xiangnaihu capsized in the gutter.

"Don't worry!"

Xiangnaihu nodded gently:

During the year at the hilltop villa.

She didn't just focus on teacher-student love with Lin Bei.

Practice!

In addition to strength.

It's her nature!

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

What's more

She is facing a ghost dance.

An old monster that has lived for thousands of years!

Of course she can't be careless.

"Breathe breathe breathe"

Long and fast.

Thick and light

Hundreds of breaths.

Constantly changing in chanahu's body.

To ensure that:

Whatever.

What kind of moves does wumiserable use next.

She will be able to deal with it easily!

This is the strength of the breath of all things!

…………

Such a big ghost killing team.

Add up, there are five or six hundred people!

At this moment

But silent!

Everyone's spirit is highly nervous.

Because

The next battle will determine whether the ghost killing team can succeed after thousands of years of efforts.

What's more terrible is

Master duel.

Every second can decide life and death!

in other words.

The next second is very important!

So

The ghost swordsmen present.

They all stared desperately.

Dare not miss even one second!

However

"One second, one second, one second, one second..."

“……”

Ghost killers don't know how many seconds they silently count in their hearts.

Even my eyes are dry!

However

Still nothing happened.

The ghost dance is not miserable.

Still twisted there.

It's like a well stirred rice field.

“……”

everybody:

How does it look!

No lethality?

At least

No one!

For dung beetles.

Maybe, some lethality!

"Can you say..."

Xiangnaihu frowned.

Step by step, I came to the front of the ghost dance.

Look down.

Right under it.

See a big oval hole!

“……”

Who would have thought?

The ghost king.

He escaped by drilling a hole in the ground!

And

On acting.

Not inferior to Linbei!