The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

He Jiaojiao's words caused the scene to fall into silence.

"Teacher He, there's nothing on your back, don't be joking!"

"It's just..."

The dry voice tried to liven up the atmosphere.

They are ordinary people and cannot see dirty things at all.

But Song Nanzhu is here today.

The young man's face did not show the slightest fear, but he was eager to try.

He said: "Teacher He, don't move! There's nothing to be afraid of, little male ghost!"

Everyone: "..."

He Jiaojiao: "..."

Even more scared!

The originally sparse line suddenly became tight, and everyone stared at He Jiaojiao nervously.

He Jiaojiao didn't dare to move, her face was pale and she wanted to cry but had no tears.

Song Nanzhu took out the only exorcism charm and muttered something.

The next second, a golden light flashed, and the beam turned into a sharp blade and flew straight towards He Jiaojiao.

The male ghost holding the woman grinned, showing no fear at all.

His rotten hands tightly wrapped around He Jiaojiao's neck. When the golden light was about to approach him, the sudden surge of Yin Qi collided with it and then offset it.

Song Nanzhu: "..."

Oh wow.

He Jiaojiao felt even colder.

The heating charm placed close to her body had turned into ashes, and a biting cold hit her face.

He Jiaojiao was trembling.

The cold lips turned purple, as if they were in ice and snow.

She couldn't even cry anymore.

Zhong Siyu on the side was extremely anxious when he saw this.

She didn't bring any talismans with her today, but seeing her good sisters being haunted by male ghosts, she didn't hesitate and directly tried to draw talisman in the air.

The woman tensed her nerves and moved one hand slowly in the air.

Every step is difficult.

Halfway through the painting, a fishy sweetness surged up in my throat.

She swallowed hard and continued drawing the talisman.

Others didn't dare to say anything out loud.

Their intuition told them that something terrible was happening at this moment!

Song Nanzhu called directly for help.

"Sister! Help!!"

The boy's voice was broken with urgency.

The male ghost rested his head on He Jiaojiao's shoulder, his face was twisted and terrifying, and his laughter was sinister.

"Jiejie, no one can save you!"

The last time Song Nanzhu caught a ghost, he was chased around by ghosts. This time... he was laughed at in person!

I can't stand it!

The young man became so angry that he turned into a pufferfish.

When senior sister comes, I'll see how you behave! I'm going to take your head off and use it as a ball!

The atmosphere at the scene was eerie and eerie.

The heating charms Song Nanzhu gave them were burning, and the biting coldness gradually came over them.

Some people were shivering from the cold.

The young man retreated to Zhong Siyu. He turned his head and saw that the other person's face was as white as a dead person and his figure was crumbling, but his hand was raised in the air and he continued to draw the symbols.

Song Nanzhu was impressed by her spirit.

but--

"You can't destroy that male ghost like this! Stop and wait for my senior sister to come over!"

Song Nanzhu shouted.

Zhong Siyu's whole head was now in chaos, and he could not hear any sounds from the outside world.

My head hurts like it's about to explode.

Two minutes after the boy finished shouting, she finally couldn't hold on anymore and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Song Nanzhu, with quick eyes and quick hands, reached out to support her to avoid the physical pain.

The male ghost is haunting He Jiaojiao.

The scarlet eyes are full of greed for women.

"Marry me, marry me..."

He Jiaojiao lost all feeling in her hands and feet. The second before she fell into unconsciousness, she saw a long sword coming through the air.

Song Nanzhu supported Zhong Siyu and shouted in surprise: "Senior sister!"

Before Meng Xingluan's men arrived, the Evil Killing Sword had already arrived.

Looking at the long sword flying in the air, the filming team fell into tactical silence.

Is it a special effect?

But there aren’t any machines here, so where are the special effects?

Is it a hallucination?

But it still hurts to pull my own flesh!

Someone was the first to say "fuck".

It was also in this voice that Meng Xingluan's figure appeared in front of them.

The woman has changed her clothes again.

A loose turtleneck wrapped her slender body, and her long black hair was spread out, messy in the wind.

A pair of peach blossom eyes are cold and full of endless danger.

The male ghost who was still arrogant suddenly stopped being arrogant.

He stared at Meng Xingluan with wide eyes, and subconsciously loosened his grip around He Jiaojiao's neck.

The dead memories began to attack him crazily.

Who brought this evil god here?

The male ghost forgets that no one can forget Meng Xingluan’s face!

I still remember the last time I met her was a few years ago.

At that time, Meng Xingluan's facial features were a bit greener than now, probably in his teens.

She just used a sword to fight her way from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

But no ghost has escaped her clutches.

The male ghost was beaten as if he was being crushed, and there was no room for him to fight back.

He wanted to cry without tears.

Already thinking of running away.

But Meng Xingluan had already understood his thoughts.

Directly command the Evil Killing Sword to cut off his way out.

The next second, the male ghost ran forward and knelt down two meters away from Meng Xingluan.

Squeezing out tears and pretending to be pitiful.

Where is the threatening majesty from before?

"Master, I didn't harm anyone! I'm a good ghost! Heaven and earth can learn from you!"

"Oh? Then why are you holding her?"

"Master, people have three emotions and six desires, and ghosts also have them! I just think she's pretty, so I want to give her a simple hug... It's not against the law, right?"

"That's sexual harassment."

Meng Xingluan made a conclusion directly.

The male ghost was still trying to defend himself, but Zhu Xie Jian didn't give him this chance at all.

Cut off one of his arms directly.

The moment it broke, the hand disappeared into ashes.

The male ghost was shocked.

He felt no pain, but seeing his arm disappear was a bit of a shock.

Fortunately, my IQ is still online.

Knowing that Meng Xingluan didn't want to kill him, he immediately ran away.

Seeing the disappearing male ghost, Song Nanzhu was itching with hatred.

"Senior sister, you just let him go like this? I still want to kick his head like a ball!"

That ghost is really cheap!

Meng Xingluan glanced at him, and then looked straight ahead. He Jiaojiao fell to the ground and gasped for breath.

The coldness in the air is slowly disappearing.

Huo Hansheng strode forward, took off his coat and put it on the woman.

"Go back to the Taoist temple first."

The group of people followed Meng Xingluan, but their minds kept thinking about the magical scene just now.

Is Meng Xingluan a god?

It's just too awesome!

Suddenly, the image of the woman became bigger in their hearts.

Maybe something similar to Ultraman?

They each had their own thoughts, and because of the cold, they walked very quickly.

As they approached the Taoist temple, they heard the siren sound of "Ula Ula".

In front of the Taoist temple, a police car parked there.

Two policemen in police uniforms were talking to Xie Yanci.