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after hearing Yuqing's words, Yang Zimei's heart sank, and her uneasiness swept over her heart.

"Xiaoqian, can you feel who this head dropping master is?" Yang Zimei can only ask for help from Xiaoqian.

Small thousand wry smile, "elder sister, I am not omnipotent."

"Niuniu, do you think of something?" Yuqing looks at Yang Zimei's different look and asks.

Yang Zimei said about killing Miluo that day.

"How dare the Thai head dropping master come to our Huaxia area to look for the ghost descending body?" Yu Zhenzi heard this, and the whole person jumped up in anger, "and how dare you look at my lovely little nephew? Elder martial brother, we will immediately go to Thailand and wipe out all those ghost soldiers. "

Yang Zimei looked a little speechless, almost full of 100 years old, but still impulsive blood, like the young man's uncle.

"Eighty years ago, the Thai headmaster had a fight with our Chinese metaphysics school. At that time, both sides were hurt, but they also made a rule that they could not be separated from each other." Yuqing is on the side of the road.

"What's the rule of crossing boundaries? Why don't I know? " Asked Yu Zhenzi.

"That is to say, Thailand's head lowering Division will never come to our Chinese territory, otherwise, we can join hands to kill. And none of us can go to Thailand. At that time, it was our forefather who made this rule. " Yuqing road.

"Shifu was blind that day. Was it caused by fighting with Thailand head master?" Yuzhenzi asked Yuqing.

Yuqing nodded, "because the master was worried that I would miss. I didn't take part in the fierce challenge. I only knew that after the master came back, his vitality was greatly damaged, his skills were exhausted and one eye was blind."

Yuzhenzi jumped up and said, "I'm going to fuck the 18 generations of Thailand's demon heads!"

"Martial uncle, just your magic power!" Yang Zimei was amused and angry when he saw his martial uncle jumping like a monkey.

As soon as yuzhenzi heard this, he immediately sat on the ground like a deflated balloon. Then he stamped his feet and cried like a child: "master, I'm all blamed for my incompetence. I can't get revenge for my failure to practice."

"Now it's not about revenge for the master, but the ghost mirror is missing. We have to find it before the head master releases the soul." Yuqing's serious way.

Yang Zimei nodded.

"Niuniu, you must be careful these days." Yu Qing told Yang Zimei.

"Yes, master." Yang Zimei took out the small iron tower and the butterfly card and said, "these two things seem to be the natural enemies of the head lowering division. I have them next to me. They should be OK."

"Elder sister, you are wrong. You can still use this butterfly card to deal with Miluo's third rate ghost descending master. If you encounter a first-class ghost descending master, you can do nothing about it." "Don't underestimate the enemy."

"Xiao Qian, how much do you know?" For Xiaoqian, Yang Zimei is really curious. This little guy has forgotten his name and birthday, but he still knows a lot, especially about butterfly card and ghost master.

"Sister, I don't know. These statements come naturally." Xiaoqian cried.

Yang Zimei had to raise the little iron tower in his hand.

It can absorb all the poisonous gas and Yin evil spirits. I don't know if it can deal with the first-class ghost descending masters and those evil spirits condensed in the soul gathering mirror.

If you can't, will you fall into the terrible fate of being a ghost?

No!

She doesn't want that!

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[I'm very tired today, so I'll leave the update here for the time being. I'm sorry. Have a good weekend. 】

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