Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

Thinking about Miss Yan's tragic situation, it was impossible for Du Manzhi to sympathize with him.

"Can't speak? Then write!"

The male ghost was born with a deformity, a slight hunchback, a big head, a short body, and a pockmarked face that was larger on one side and smaller on the other.

He shook his head pitifully and stretched his hands out of his sleeves, only to see that one of his hands was broken at the wrists! The legs were only half-length, and there was black mist below the knees.

Du Manzhi:! ! !

She has also encountered disabled people who have turned into evil spirits because they were bullied so badly during their lives that their minds were twisted. If they die with deep hatred or obsession, their souls will become even more powerful.

Good guy, it’s the first time I’ve seen him mutilated like this.

"...How is this possible?"

Mo Fengchun's face turned darker, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Yang's life span has not expired, the body was destroyed, and the living soul was made into a slave ghost that is neither yin nor yang. It has escaped the book of life and death. Even if it is caught, nothing can be found out."

Du Manzhi only remembered the last sentence: Even if you catch him, you won't be able to find out.

That's just useless.

Qin Feng used his claws to grab a talisman bag from the male ghost's heart.

"Borrow a fire." His tone was extremely cold.

His usual eyes widened when he saw money, and his mean smile was completely gone, showing that he was really angry.

Du Manzhi lit a piece of paper with a fire stick and handed it over.

Qin Feng burned the talisman bag.

In an instant, invisible fire rose from the male ghost's feet, causing him to open his teeth and claws in pain, and his tongue-less mouth opened as wide as possible.

In just a few breaths, the whole ghost was completely burned.

Before the paper-burning fire was extinguished, the flow of black air outside the bamboo building suddenly accelerated!

One person and two ghosts are like standing in the eye of a whirlpool, unable to see even the outside world.

This is also a blind method, commonly known as ghost covering the eyes.

Mo Fengchun frowned: "You are impulsive."

Beat the grass and startle the snake.

The death of a vulnerable male ghost is a trivial matter.

If the person behind the scenes is frightened, it will be difficult to catch him if he runs away.

Qin Feng said fiercely: "I hate people refining souls the most. Kill them every time I see them, and no one can escape!"

Du Manzhi touched the window, activated his vision to the extreme, and found an anomaly in the black air: "I can lead the way!"

Black and White looked at each other and acted at the same time in tacit understanding.

One covered her whole body with Yin force.

The other blew at her feet.

"go!"

She floated lightly ten meters above the ground!

On the way, I saw colleagues from the Mirage Hall. One of them had the smell of a Gu ghost. The Gu ghost was checking the surroundings to guide him, and then he headed straight towards the Bamboo Tower.

But the crisis in Zhulou has been resolved, and his trip was in vain.

The other members of the Mirage Hall are not as good as this Gu breeder.

Everyone was wandering around the Yan Mansion like headless flies, and they were almost discovered by the servants.

Soon we arrived at the stable.

As soon as Du Manzhi's feet landed on the ground, a black shadow suddenly hit her diagonally.

She avoided it in time and was not hit, but was unexpectedly shot back by that thing!

The soft stick hit her back arm, breaking the invisibility spell.

The thing jumped up to the pillar and stared at her condescendingly. It turned out to be a grinning red-eyed macaque!

"..."

Du Manzhi touched her painful arm and realized that she had been slapped by a monkey.

It’s not surprising that ancient people who raised horses liked to keep a macaque around, usually a female, thinking that the female monkey’s urine could prevent horse plague.

In Journey to the West, Sun Wukong, as a male monkey, was named Bima Wen. He has been suppressed under Wuzhi Mountain for five hundred years and still holds grudges. There must be this reason. Who are you looking down on? Do you think of him as a female monkey?

The female monkey in front of her had hair all over her body, and her eyes were shooting out inches of blood. She was obviously no longer an ordinary animal.

Du Manzhi pulled out the dagger.

She leads the way for Yin and Yang because her eyes can not only see through Yin and Yang, but also see through some of the obstacles.

But her physical fitness couldn't keep up.

The situation inside was unknown, and she wasn't sure what type of enemy she would be facing, so she might as well stay outside.

At least she could still handle this monkey.

She said calmly: "I'll handle it here."

The female monkey screamed and pounced down.

Du Manzhi nimbly dodged, and with a backhand dagger, he plunged it into the female monkey's back!

The dagger was handed over by Danzhu and was a private gift from Jiu Qiansui. It cut iron like clay and followed the inertia of the female monkey's forward pounce to pull out a huge wound on its back, almost unhindered.

The corpse-smelling blood almost spilled on her hands.

She stepped on the female monkey's head and muttered: "What did you eat when you grew up? It stinks like this..."

The female monkey also wanted to turn around and bite her ankle, but she kicked her away. She chased after her and cut her throat. She then went around and slashed her head again, cutting off the monkey's head.

Even so, the body, broken in two, was still chasing her.

She walked around the side of the grain truck, waited for the monkey to get in front of her, and knocked it over. The heavy wheels held it firmly, and it twitched a few times and stopped moving.

The monkey's head shot towards her from around the corner.

She blocked it with a dagger, and the violent impact cracked the tiger's mouth. The monkey's two rows of sharp teeth bit the blade, and thick rotten blood flowed from the corners of its mouth, and the red light in its eyes dissipated little by little.

dead.

"Good skills."

Mo Fengchun was actually there the whole time, and Qin Feng disappeared.

After seeing her subdue the female monkey, Mo Fengchun obviously looked up to her and no longer regarded her as a villain who only used money to buy them off.

"Excuse me, I learned some self-defense skills."

Du Manzhi gasped and suddenly discovered that there were many gaps in the dagger.

Especially where the monkey had bitten, the saliva was mixed with the female monkey's blood, corroding inwards along the crack.

She quickly pulled a handful of hay over and wiped it.

Distressed.

The dagger is a good thing, but it's a pity that it doesn't last long.

Whistle, rustle.

Strange noises came from all directions.

The thumping footsteps were reckless and disorderly.

The black energy swirling inside the Yan Mansion began to frantically search for living creatures, pouring in from the seven orifices.

She heard the explosion of a human body being torn open.

Even if the belly is burst, it doesn't affect them... No, it's them, they got up!

Their pupils were gray, and they stood up unsteadily, salivating and searching for their target.

Du Manzhi: "..."

If you don’t talk about martial ethics, and you’ve already agreed on a Machiavellian article, why is there still a zombie siege!

Will it get infected if scratched?

Mo Fengchun blew her to the roof and gave her a cold stone: "Hold your breath and concentrate."

She did so.

The crowd surrounding the stable slowly walked into the light. They were all servants of the Yan family, following her scent.

But as soon as she held the "stones" and held her breath, they lost their target and circled in place.

At a rough count, there were more than thirty corpses surrounding them along the road from the servants' room to the stable. The sound of whooshing from behind was still increasing, gradually becoming a powerful force.

She found that the black mist only targeted this area, and its concentration was gradually getting lighter.

The corpse men only want flesh and blood.

If the corpses behind can't squeeze through her side, they will harm Yan's family.

She took out the signal tube and fired it into the sky.

After a while, a long ladder was set up on the other side of the high wall, and a row of well-trained archers were already in place!

Mintang's big-headed dwarf, who was good at qinggong, flew over to her: "Master, what the hell are these?!"

The zombies smelled his breath and rushed towards him crazily.

The one in front fell down, and the one in the back climbed on his companion.

Du Manzhi watched the black air getting thinner and thinner, thinking that it should not spread anymore.

"Don't worry about what they are. Archers shoot them down. Don't let anyone else come down!"

"Got it."

The big-headed dwarf also sent a signal upward, said sorry, and circled her to the high wall.

Feather arrows were fired in unison, and the manic zombies were pinned down one by one.

Mintang masters went in from time to time to observe the situation and adjust the combat area.

Then there is Rikido, wearing full body armor and going down to clean up the battlefield.

Du Manzhi sat on the top of the back door of Yan's house, his hands not idle, and he kept opening the paper man's eyes.

The paper figures endowed with spirituality jumped around and soon spread all over Yan's house, becoming her extended eyes.

She found Qin Feng and Mo Fengchun.

……

Opposite them was a row of majestic horses, which made the two of them look very small.

She could clearly see that those were essentially paper horses.

Qin Feng swept away the scraps of paper and saw another row coming from the opposite side. He was annoyed. At this time, the crisp sound of hoofbeats came from behind him.

What a horse!

If the opponent is a military-standard horse, these horses running to help are the best BMW horses! A single confrontation will break up the opponent's formation, making it difficult for the opponent to maintain.

The illusion is broken.

Bai Wuchang dragged a skinny old man out.

Perhaps he was deliberately retaliating. This action was like leading a horse, and the corners of his mouth raised crazily.

Caught it?

Du Manzhi breathed a sigh of relief and slid down lightly.