Chapter 1143

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Yang Zimei reached out and picked up the mahogany card that had been hung on Huo Wenhua's body and put it away.

But she didn't want to leave the mahogany card to Huo Wendong.

"Master Yang, why don't you give me the mahogany card?"

Along the way, Huo Wendong naturally witnessed the role of peach wood card, saw her take back the peach wood card, the heart is unwilling to say, "you don't worry, I will still respect you like him!"

Yang Zimei did not speak, but looked at the copy ghost on one side, because the duplicate ghost said the same thing with Huo Wendong.

It looks like it's a copy of Hawthorne now.

Or it might be that whoever is in that body, it replicates.

However, at this time, the reproduction of ghosts and spirits is a little strange, although its mouth with Huo Wendong said the same words, but the manner is not the same.

The copy ghost looked at Huo Wenhua's soul and Huo Wendong, who was already attached to his body. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself fiercely.

Huo Wendong also felt the burning pain of his cheek because of his relationship with the replicator.

"You're a pervert. You beat yourself up and hurt me!"

Huo Wendong didn't scold the copy ghost.

The replicator said the same thing to him.

"I'm so bored!"

Huo Wendong's impatient way.

"I'm so bored!"

The replicator follows him.

Huo Wendong is more upset and irritable. He can't help but lift his foot and kick to the copy ghost.

Copy ghost didn't dodge and was kicked in the abdomen by him.

Then both of them squatted down in pain at the same time.

The pain of one's own body is actually connected with the copy ghost at the same time. Kicking the copy ghost is equal to kicking yourself.

This made him so tired that he said to Yang Zimei, "master Yang, can you help me get him away? I'll give you a hundred million dollars! "

The replicator repeats that.

Yang Zimei frowned at him.

Huo Wenhua's soul, who was still on the side, found that his younger brother had attached his own body, and his manner changed completely, and he became sad and gloomy, and he felt uneasy.

"Damn it!"

Huo Wendong scolded the copy ghost again.

Copying ghosts is naturally a response.

"I don't believe that there is no way to get rid of you in this world!"

Huo Wendong glared at the replicator.

Duplicating ghost followed him to repeat this sentence, and suddenly made a surprising move.

I saw it suddenly bow his head, hard and hard toward the side of the stone wall in the past.

Bang!

A loud noise, copy ghost head broken blood, fainted on the ground.

Huo Wendong only felt his head exploded, and fell dizzy on the ground.

Because his soul was only attached to the body for less than a minute, it had not been really consolidated, and there was no mahogany card to protect his body. With this collision, his soul was out of the body, separated from Huo Wenhua's original body and fainted to one side.

At this time, the replicator opened his eyes, Huo Di went to Huo Wenhua, stretched out his hand and pulled him to the body. He lifted his leg and kicked him. Actually, Huo Wenhua's soul was kicked into the body.

Yang Zimei looked at the dramatic scene in front of her.

There was no movement, just looking at death.

"Take him away!"

The God of death pointed to Huo Wendong's soul and said coldly.

Huo Wendong's soul woke up and saw that he was locked by a bull's head and horse's face. He was puzzled and struggled, "how do you catch me? Let me go! I want to be reborn

"You have been born again!"

Death said to him coldly, "you're dead again!"

"What? How could that be? I'm not dead! I want to be reborn, that body is mine Huo Wendong's soul is struggling in the rope of the bull's head and horse's face, shouting in the end.

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