Quick Wear: The Scheming Female Supporting Role is Beautiful and Seductive

With the help of the Fire Spirit, things are going smoothly for the time being.

But it was also because it was unexpected.

Taking advantage of this time, some monks accelerated the repair process.

Others returned to Furong Town, intending to properly resettle the town’s residents. If necessary, it would be better to relocate them quickly.

"What a spiritual pet."

The ghost cultivator whose skeleton fell to the ground spoke sinisterly, and the ghost fire in his eye sockets beat more and more violently.

If there was any substance in the look, the fire spirit would have been pierced through long ago.

The Fire Spirit swept back and knocked one or two ghost cultivators to the ground, then looked back with pride.

"Why are you calling your dad?"

Even though the ghost cultivator had seen a lot, he was still angered by the appearance of the Fire Spirit.

He looks smart, but I didn't expect that he would have that annoying expression when he opened his mouth.

None of the words he said were nice to hear.

"Okay, okay, very good. I will use your blood to sharpen the blade today."

The ghost cultivator was so angry that he pulled out his own ribs and placed them horizontally in front of him.

The fire spirit wagged its tail, narrowed its eyes slightly, and looked fully focused, with a very meaningful expression.

The ghost cultivator seemed to be directly confronted. He raised his hand and touched the ribs. A black gas flashed and the ribs emitted a faint white light.

It has become the shape of a scimitar, which is quite creepy.

The ghost cultivator glanced at the fire spirit, and then transferred the ghost fire that the ghost king gave him to the bone sword...

Immediately, the sword surrounded by powerful will-o'-the-wisp was completed, and the aura of a strong man filled the air.

The Fire Spirit suppressed his sudden irritation and bent the tip of his tail back and forth a few times, feeling a little unhappy.

His black eyes were fixed on the sword. From now on, if he encountered the ghost fire of the Ghost King, he would definitely not be able to escape unscathed.

But now, what he wants is to delay time, not to confront head-on.

The Fire Spirit shook his ears: "You really deserve to be called the ghost cultivator that everyone hates. You are so cruel to yourself. Your bones are so smelly. Can you be a little cleaner?"

"Stop talking nonsense. It's time to let you enjoy this feeling worse than death and make you stubborn."

After the ghost cultivator finished speaking, he went straight towards the fire spirit.

The evil cultivators who had not been completely dealt with in the surroundings saw this scene and did not intend to all go up to help.

Instead, he watched from the sidelines, and even had time to let out bursts of shrill laughter.

When the Fire Spirit saw someone heading towards him, he jumped lightly and dodged to the side, as he was unwilling to engage in a head-on confrontation.

After several rounds of fighting, the ghost cultivator's knife failed to cut off even a hair of the fire spirit, and he was even so angry that ghost fire was surrounding him.

The Fire Spirit's light posture seemed to be intentional, just to tease him.

The sky outside Furong Town seemed to be even darker, and the crescent moon in the sky could no longer be seen.

At this moment, the fire spirit was jumping back and forth in the air, its snow-white fur soft and beautiful.

But it also shows his figure more clearly.

In addition to this place, cultivators from other directions also came out of the barrier and fought with this group of ghost cultivators and evil cultivators.

In Furong Town, Xiao Yunji kept his eyes fixed on Shen Zhaowan, holding her wrist and refusing to let go.

He already understood the whole situation and had sent some disciples to escort the residents away via the teleportation array.

"Junior sister, will you listen to me later?"

Xiao Yunji pulled Shen Zhaowan to the front yard and slowed down his tone slightly, fearing that being too serious might disturb her.

Shen Zhaowan was still pretending to struggle and was not very willing to do this.

"Brother, if you have something to say, just say it."

Xiao Yunji's brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyelids twitched inadvertently just now. He suddenly felt uneasy.

He felt more and more that tonight would not be peaceful...it would not end easily.

He placed his fingers gently on her wrist and rubbed the back of her hand soothingly.

They seemed to be comforting each other at the same time.