I, come from the underworld, kid, I took it away

But before letting the little devil go to pieces, Leng Ning decided to be a good person first.

"I think you seem to hate this little dwarf, so I'll give you some room to show off."

Just when Lin Ye and Ming Qing didn't understand Leng Ning's meaning, Leng Ning directly mixed out a spiritual power and tied the little devil who was knocked to the ground into a rice dumpling.

"Since you are so unhappy with this little dwarf, let's vent it out. If you torture him, you can at least vent your anger."

After listening to Leng Ning's words, Lin Ye and Ming Qing finally understood what Leng Ning meant.

The two people looked at the little devil who was tied into a rice dumpling with confused expressions. Such a powerful ghost king was like a small toy in Leng Ning's hands. He could be kneaded and flattened by Leng Ning, which made Lin Ye and Ming Qing almost feel relieved. laugh out loud.

Lin Ye and Ming Qing did not hesitate, and with full hatred of the country and the family, they directly attacked the little devil who was tied into a rice dumpling.

Immediately, the little devil almost had his shit beaten out of him. Although the little devil's soul was bound, his mouth was not blocked.

Even Wu Jie, who was guarding outside Tianmu Mountain, could clearly hear the little devil's screams.

Zhang Haijun looked worriedly in the direction of Leng Ning and others. Hearing the sound, he knew that the battle inside must be fierce, but he didn't know if Leng Ning and others were in danger. It's a pity that they are all ordinary people. Even if they want to help, they can't help. They can only pray silently in their hearts that Leng Ning and the three of them are okay.

However, neither Zhang Haijun nor the comrades Wu Jing who were guarding the periphery knew that the fighting was fierce, but it was not a fight between the two sides as they imagined, but a unilateral beating by the three of them.

The beaten little devil screamed and begged for mercy in unskilled Chinese.

"Qiuqiu Mumen, let's cross the nest! The nest is overflowing! Let's disturb the nest!"

However, Lin Ye and Ming Qing acted as if they had not heard the little devil's plea for mercy. Their men kept moving, punching and kicking the little devil's body.

The Ming and Qing Dynasties also took out a lot of long-cherished talismans and threw them on the little devil. The little devil's soul was on fire for a while, and then struck by lightning.

Soon, the tied little devil's body became in tatters, and his soul was missing a piece here and there.

When Lin Ye and Ming Qing were relieved and saw that the little devil was almost no longer human, they returned to Leng Ning's side panting.

Lin Ye and Ming Qing smiled innocently at Leng Ning. Lin Ye straightened the folds of his clothes, while Ming Qing straightened his messy bun.

"Are you happy? Are you angry?"

Leng Ning looked at Lin Ye and Ming Qing funny. The two people once again had happy expressions on their faces.

"Thank you, Miss Leng, for letting us vent our anger!"

Leng Ning waved his hands.

"I don't know why you hate them so much, so when we go back later, if you have time, you can tell me what's going on."

Leng Ning could see that Lin Ye and Ming Qing really hated the Little Man Ghost King, but that kind of hatred didn't seem to be directed only at the Little Man Ghost, so Leng Ning wanted to know the story behind it.

When Lin Ye and Ming Qing heard Leng Ning's words, they seemed to have thought of something, and then nodded solemnly.

"When we go back, we will tell Miss Leng everything about this."

Seeing that the two agreed, Leng Ning stopped talking nonsense and directly put the little ghost king, who had been beaten with holes everywhere, into the soul bottle.

After collecting all the dead souls, Leng Ning let Xuan Mao absorb all the Yin Qi near the cave, and then led everyone down the mountain.

When going down the mountain, Xuan Mao once again had no choice but to become Leng Ning's mount. Leng Ning continued to sit leisurely on Xuan Mao's back, smacking watermelon seeds leisurely while commenting on the scenery of Tianmu Mountain.

Lin Ye and Ming Qing had no mounts, and it was impossible for Xuan Mao to carry them, so they could only continue to walk on their own feet.

It was completely dark now. In such a large mountain forest, the forest and clear fields could be heard by some insects and birds, but nothing else could be seen.

The two of them looked at Leng Ning with admiration and envy.

The Ghost King who admired Leng Ning for being so powerful and powerful was completely unable to fight back in Leng Ning's hands. The sky was so dark, but she was not affected at all, and she could still see as well as during the day. What he envied was that Leng Ning had a black cat as his mount, so he didn't have to walk on his own at all.

Leng Ning and the others went down the mountain very quickly, probably because Xuan Mao and Leng Ning were able to see at night, so the three of them and the cat quickly returned to the area guarded by the warriors.

Zhang Haijun, who had been standing outside the martial law line, immediately tensed up when he saw figures and lights coming down the mountain.

"All alert!"

After Zhang Haijun shouted loudly, he also grasped the wooden warehouse in his hand.

They could clearly hear the noise coming from the mountain before, and Zhang Haijun had always been on tenterhooks.

Now seeing people coming down the mountain, Zhang Haijun was wondering whether our side had won or the enemy had lost. Zhang Haijun didn't dare to take it lightly when it was still unclear who Lin Ye and the others were.

He knew that with the strength of ordinary people like them, they were no match for those enemies they didn't know what they were, but even if they knew they were losing, Zhang Haijun and the others would not choose to back down.

Because Zhang Haijun knew that behind them were the people of China and their relatives. They must be worthy of the clothes they wear, worthy of the country they live in, and worthy of their loved ones.

Just when Zhang Haijun and all the warriors were preparing for battle, they heard the sound of Lin Ye coming from a distance.

"Comrade Zhang Haijun, we are coming down. Please give us a light to illuminate the road."

Lin Ye really couldn't stand the small shrimp-like flashlight on his mobile phone. When he saw that he was approaching the warning line, he knew that Zhang Haijun and others must still be guarding the defense line, so he hurriedly shouted in the direction of Zhang Haijun and others.

When Zhang Haijun and others heard Lin Ye's voice, their anxious hearts suddenly returned to their stomachs. It seems that our side won the battle.

"Hurry up and turn on the headlights to light the way for Lin Ye and the others."

After hearing Zhang Haijun's order, Wu Jie immediately turned on a headlight and shined it in the direction of Leng Ning and the others.

This beam of light illuminated Leng Ning's surroundings as bright as day.

After turning off the small flashlight of the mobile phone, Leng Ning and others went down the mountain faster.

When the three people and the cat came to Zhang Haijun and others, Zhang Haijun and others were shocked and speechless before they had time to ask about the situation on the mountain.