It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

Qiaojin had goosebumps all over his body, and was rubbing his arms together when he suddenly felt a sharp pain: "Ah!"

A muddy red light emanated from his body, as if it was about to sprout.Qiao Jin is like a transparent glass, all the internal organs of the body show a red shape, the heart, lungs, liver, spleen and kidneys are beating slowly.

A painful and forbearing voice echoed in his ears.

Liang Yueyang's throat moved, and he quickly scanned the surroundings, his voice was cold: "There are things in all directions."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly slammed the gas on the accelerator and threw the people in the car onto the seats.Yun Mao pricked up his ears nervously, and heard motoring sounds coming from all directions: "It's a car!"

"The nearest one is directly behind!" Joe's forehead was full of veins, sweat was pouring down, his trembling hands were crossed and tightly grasped his wrists, "I feel it."

"On the way..." Yun Mao exclaimed.

Qiao Jin raised his head with difficulty, and there was a sea of ​​red flowers in front of him, shining like an ocean, seductive and charming. Looking at it, he felt his body relax, and the pain began to go away.

Liang Yueyang was restless as the blood-red Bianhua swayed.

"Squeak—" There was a sharp turn, and the wheels made a loud friction sound.

As soon as Yun Mao stabilized his body, he felt the body tremble, and a large truck rushed out from the rear and wiped past it, still sinking into the darkness unabated.

This should be the car in the back that Jokin was talking about.

The corners of Liang Yueyang's lips curled up, his delicate face reflected the red light of the flowers on the other side, and his pupils shone coldly: "Ambush from all sides."

"Ten o'clock direction, hide!" Qiao Jin grabbed the car door and shouted out of strength, the metal under his hand was completely twisted in an instant.

Liang Yueyang stepped on the accelerator without hesitation, turned the steering wheel more than half a turn, and drove straight towards an unknown direction.

"Why can you feel their position..." Yun Mao murmured.

Taking the time to take a glance, Liang Yueyang was surprised to find that Qiao Jin was bursting out with extreme yang energy, forcing the other side flower that was involved in his body to retreat steadily.

"At least six cars." Liang Yueyang said in a low tone, "Maomao, look carefully, what kind of car is it?"

As soon as the words fell, there was another sharp turn to avoid the brakes. Yun Mao didn't have time to feel sorry for the car, and the cat's sharp eyes shone brightly in the dark night.

"An ordinary truck is about seven meters long and divided into four sections. It seems very heavy."

"Yin Che or Yang Che?" Liang Yueyang caught a glimpse of Qiao Jin who was beside him showing signs of retching, so he didn't dare to separate his hands, and asked quickly.

Yun Mao hesitated for a second: "Yang Che! It's not a ghost car."

"Three o'clock! One o'clock!" Jokin stifled a convulsion in his throat.

Before Qiao Jin finished speaking, the two cars were already speeding in front of him. Liang Yueyang had no chance to turn around, so he immediately stepped on the accelerator in reverse gear.

Liang Yueyang's eyes and palms were already being used at a frightening speed, and his tightly pursed lips opened: "Calm down, I can feel it too."

Holding his swollen head, Qiaojin groaned in pain. Hearing the comfort, he laughed bitterly: "I am quite calm, but my body is obviously not calm. If you don't give me a hand, I might turn back." .”

"Yang cars! Yang cars!" Yun Mao counted anxiously, "We avoided seven cars, all of them were yang cars."

"It's blocked." Liang Yueyang hammered the steering wheel bitterly, and Qiao Jin stared at him in anger.

Yun Mao's breathing was heavy, and he hurriedly grabbed the car seat and looked forward: "There is no way?"

"It should be eight." Liang Yueyang said coldly, the rumble of vehicles resounded all around, and there was one that didn't show up.

Liang Yueyang locked Qiao Jin tightly: "Are there any wounds on your body?"

Seven or eight cars came in unison, the sound was extremely loud, and the cars that had already appeared in the field of vision all moved slowly into the compressed space, fearing that it was the one that didn't show up.

"It's gone, I'll tear one up now?" Qiao Jin poked bitterly at his translucent red skin.

Liang Yueyang took a picture of a yellow talisman on the car seat with no expression on his face. When Yun Mao saw it, he jumped forward instantly, and complained in despair with a mournful face: "You are here again!"

A cold breath appeared in front of him.Clusters of sparks flashed in Qiao Jin's eyes, reflecting Liang Yueyang's tense face.

He said it was too late.

Then a strong arm supported the back of Qiaojin's head in an instant, and his cold lips pressed against him, but the tough movements were full of jerky.

Qiaojin was bounced back to the back of the seat, his limbs went numb all of a sudden, as if a piece of ice was in his mouth, and quickly slipped into his esophagus, his internal organs trembled slightly.

With dull eyes, he saw red and blue flames all over his body, and in the darkness in front of him, a huge black vehicle rushed straight.

Qiao Jin, whose pupils shrank sharply, struggled to push away from his body, but watched in astonishment as the vehicle passed through the front of the sports car, rushed past Liang Yueyang's body, and then passed through his own body.

As if it was just a gust of wind, Liang Yueyang's collar trembled.

The lips of the two parted, Liang Yueyang's cheeks flushed, and he looked away weakly.

"Master, didn't you even think about mine?" Yun Mao sat on the ground outside the car with a mournful face, his clothes were badly burned, and his face was black and ashes.

"What's the situation..." Qiao Jin looked at his palm in confusion, then touched his body, "The car passed us, are we ghosts now?"

Liang Yueyang rubbed her lips with the back of her hand, opened the door and got out of the car with a shy face, and stood with Qiao Jin behind her back while propping the door.

Yun Mao pulled a piece of cloth on his body, and fell to the ground fiercely. With red eyes, he hoarsely shouted at Qiao Jin: "From now on, I am at odds with you!"

What kind of crazy is this.Qiao Jin knelt on the car seat and stood up, watching Yun Mao cast a glance at Liang Yueyang from time to time, understanding.He pleaded without blushing without panting: "He kissed me forcefully."

"Talk again!" Yun Mao was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He seemed to feel pain in his hands when he thumped the ground, so he could only tear off his rags without any image.

"All right, all right, I won't say anything." Qiao Jin said with a "Oh my God" expression on his face, "I won't be naked."

The blush on Liang Yueyang's ears hadn't faded yet, Qiao Jin knew that he was helping him, and sincerely said thank you, but there was a strange silence in the scene.

Looking at it from a normal perspective, it is a bit strange to say thank you after being kissed forcibly just now.Jokin is in his own embarrassment.

The quiet environment was suddenly broken, and a cynical elderly voice appeared: "Oh, who sent the sacrifice today, the quality is very good."