Lin Mang, who breathed fresh air again, felt a sense of gratitude in his heart for recovering his life.

But this idea was fleeting, and the idea of ​​killing Huang Xiyao's ghost rose again.

"Daozhang, let it be wiped out!"

"As long as you let it go to ashes, I can give you as much money as you want!"

Lin Mang, who got up from the ground, took a step back and stood behind Qu Qingfeng.

Looking at Huang Xiyao's ghost with a grim face, he spoke to Qu Qingfeng.

The boy glanced back at him, and stabbed his shoulder with a sword.

Lin Mang, who had just narrowly escaped death, was suddenly treated like this by Qu Qingfeng, and he staggered back several steps in fright.

"You... what do you want?"

Lin Mang once again experienced the taste of fear, and said stammeringly.

He watched Qu Qingfeng walking towards him step by step, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

When Qu Qingfeng stood in front of him, Lin Manggui yelled, and an unpleasant aura suddenly floated up.

The young man frowned, and pointed the mahogany sword at him.

"Go over there, if you dare to escape, you know the consequences!"

Qu Qingfeng pointed to the gate on the rooftop, and said to Lin Mang in disgust.

Lin Mang froze for a moment, then nodded quickly, trying to get up from the ground.

The boy kicked him to lie down again, and looked at him coldly.

"I said roll."

"I don't understand!"

Qu Qingfeng said word by word, his voice was icy cold.

It turned out to be more like a ghost than Huang Xiyao's ghost!

Lin Mang, who was lying on the ground, shuddered violently, and promised yes.

It really started to roll to the roof gate on the spot.

When Lin Mang started to act, Huang Xiyao's ghost also turned into black smoke, trying to kill Lin Mang directly here.

However, just as Hei Yan was on the same level as Qu Qingfeng, a dazzling ray of light cut towards him immediately.

The boy didn't turn around. After feeling the bone-piercing cold air coming from behind him, his lips moved twice, and the mahogany sword in his hand immediately swung to both sides.

The moment Hei Yan saw the bright light, he subconsciously wanted to escape.

But after all, the reaction was a beat slower, and some black smoke directly collided with the light and dissipated into the air.

When the black smoke condensed into shape again, Huang Xiyao already had many burns on her body.

"Smelly Taoist priest, why do you still stop me?!"

"You saw it just now, even if I don't kill them, these people want to kill me all the time!"

Qu Qingfeng looked up at the direction of the rooftop gate, sighed, and turned to face Huang Xiyao's ghost.

"sorry."

In fact, the young man still has a lot to say in his heart, and he wants to persuade Huang Xiyao again.

But when the words came to his lips, they only turned into three pale and powerless words.

After hearing his apology, Huang Xiyao's ghost immediately showed an extremely complicated expression.

The corners of the mouth are curved upwards, as if smiling, but there are a few teardrops hanging from the corners of the eyes, as if crying.

The drizzle had turned into a downpour, and the entire rooftop was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

Even Qu Qingfeng couldn't tell, or he didn't want to tell, where was the sky and where was the black smoke.

"Is this the justice you speak of? How ridiculous!"

Following Huang Xiyao's ghost's words, a huge lightning flashed across the dark sky.

The instant light illuminated the entire rooftop, followed by the deafening sound of thunder.

With the sound of thunder, Huang Xiyao's ghost finally launched an attack.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind around Qu Qingfeng, and the whole rooftop made a bang bang bang bang sound.

The billowing black smoke was like a huge tank, accompanied by the sound of thunder exploding from time to time, pressing towards Qu Qingfeng.

The mahogany sword in the boy's hand shone brightly, and he took a step back.

Qu Qingfeng's lips moved slightly, and the hand holding the peach wood sword trembled slightly/wrist.

An invisible spell began to appear in the void, emitting a faint gleam.

One horizontal and one stroke, one stroke and one vertical.

The mahogany sword in the young man's hand was like his third hand, drawing spells in the air in a flowing manner.

Every stroke seems very simple, but upon closer inspection, it gives people a feeling of mystery.

Seeing the gradually formed talisman, Huang Xiyao's ghost was startled.

Although he didn't know what kind of spell it was, Huang Xiyao's ghost subconsciously felt that he must not go head-to-head with it, otherwise it would definitely not end well.

It's just that before Qu Qingfeng's spell was formed, the black smoke quickly receded like a tide.

Therefore, the two people who were supposed to be fighting fiercely on the rooftop turned out to be incomparably harmonious at this moment.

The downpour hit the two of them, and both of them were doing their own things.

Qu Qingfeng continued to draw amulets in the air with a peach-wood sword in his hand, while Huang Xiyao's ghost stared at Qu Qingfeng's movements.

If you notice anything wrong, walk away immediately.

You must not be scared away!

Hold on a little longer, just a little while.

At this time, although Qu Qingfeng's face was extremely calm, he was even a little confident.

But I was very worried in my heart, afraid that Huang Xiyao's ghost would just leave.

In fact, Qu Qingfeng is not drawing any spells at all now, but just bluffing.

The reason why every word he wrote can emit light is because he just used a spell to make the words written by Tao Mujian emit a faint light.

However, this kind of light has no lethality, and can only be used purely to be handsome.

As for why the teenager did this, it was actually very simple.

If there was a real fight, with the current strength of Huang Xiyao's ghost, even Qu Qingfeng would find it difficult to deal with her without using all his strength.

What's more, you have to be careful not to hurt her.

And Zhou Xiyue and the others are coming soon, just wait a while longer.

Now this method is undoubtedly the best.

As time passed by, Qu Qingfeng was still drawing spells in the void with the mahogany sword.

Huang Xiyao's ghost has become a little suspicious, thinking that Qu Qingfeng is lying to her?
Just when the ghost was about to find out, a voice suddenly came from the gate of the rooftop.

"Taoist... Huh, Daoist, I brought people here."

Zhou Xiyue, who was out of breath, stood behind the gate of the rooftop and said loudly.

Hearing Zhou Xiyue's voice, the Taoist priest was overjoyed, and immediately put away the mahogany sword.

"Quick, bring them here!"

Huang Xiyao's ghost looked at the gate suspiciously, wondering what the hell this smelly Taoist priest was doing.

But then, the two figures that appeared at the gate of the rooftop made her pupils constrict and she couldn't help crying.

"Dad, Xiaotian!"

Standing at the gate were the father and son of the Huang family whom Qu Qingfeng asked the girl to bring over.

"Ayao, is it really you?"

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