Carrying the coffin board of the senior sister

Sang Yichen was strangled by the neck, and was originally relying on his mouth to absorb the weak oxygen. At this moment, something suddenly fell into his mouth, and he actually sucked it in directly, and it got stuck in his throat.

Sang Yichen's pupils suddenly narrowed, he held back for a while, and let out an earth-shattering cough.

"... Cough!! Cough cough cough!"

At the same time, a golden light came out of his mouth, like a bright flashlight stuck in his throat.

As if being scalded, the female ghost's fingernails shortened instantly, and she let go of Sang Yichen.

Numerous bleeding holes appeared on Sang Yichen's neck. He widened his eyes, held his neck and breathed non-stop. Two seconds later, the spell was wet with saliva and blood, and lost its effectiveness.

Fang Yi also scratched the back of his head apologetically, and rolled over to stop the female ghost before she pounced again.

"Brother, move to the side!" The area of ​​the gong is much smaller than that of the cymbal. Fang Yiyi was not used to it at first, so he almost missed it.

The nails scratched the gong, making a harsh scratching sound.

Sang Yichen was so suppressed that his eyes were red, he kept staring at her, he couldn't speak, his eyes turned black, his neck hurt like he was about to fall off, it was difficult for him to stand up let alone walk.

At this time, he was about one step away from the ghost's position, and Fang Yiyi was stuck between him and the female ghost. If he stepped back even if he stepped back, he would step on Sang Yichen, so he had to lean awkwardly, and it was really difficult to use his strength.

Fang Yi also seemed to understand his current situation, bowed his head and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, brother."

After saying that, he raised his legs and feet slightly, changed direction, and the soles of his shoes touched Sang Yichen's waist, and he kicked hard!

Sang Yichen rolled down the slope.

Zhu Yeshu, who saw this scene at the door: "..."

Fang Yiyi, who was finally able to move, moved his wrist, and looked coldly at the female ghost in the phoenix crown and phoenix robe in front of him, as if a flame was burning in his chest that was about to explode.

"You back then..." Fang Yiyi's amber eyes lost their luster, and her mind was full of Li Ting's decisive back when she left. Her pale lips were slightly parted, and her tone of voice was emotionless, but it made people listen to it The oppressive feeling that the storm is coming: "Is this how you killed my senior sister?"

Then there was the sound of wind piercing through the air, Fang Yi also turned his head calmly, and a piece of arm struck along the pinna, without hurting her at all.

Fang Yi also raised his hand, and raised his hand to block the moment the female ghost changed direction. The gong collided and made a high-pitched beating sound. The strength of the arm, with her arm as the fulcrum, the whole person soared into the air. At the same time, a golden fingertip shot from behind, brushed Fang Yiyi's clothes, and nailed it hard into the female ghost's heart.

The female ghost paused, and from Fang Yiyi's perspective, a back of the head that could not be covered by the phoenix crown appeared in front of her eyes.

Fang Yi also squinted his eyes, and slapped the gong in his hand hard.

There was a loud bang of 'bang~~'.

The back of the female ghost's head was smashed, like a leaking paper vase, black worms fell out of it, like a flood when the gate was opened, and the female ghost was densely packed in the blink of an eye.

The female ghost seemed to be stunned for a moment. It shook its head, and the remaining half of its head fell directly to the ground. With the worms inside, it bumped a few times on the ground and rolled down the cliff.

The female ghost who lost her head was crawling on the ground, scrambling on all fours, and crawled straight into the house.

The battle in the room was fierce. At least when Fang Yiyi came out, the ghost still had the upper hand. Fang Yiyi could tell that her classmates were more amateur than her, and none of them could fight. If this female ghost was let in, It will only make the already poor team worse, and I am afraid that the entire army will be wiped out.

Fang Yi also hurried forward, seeing that it was too late, he reflexively closed the door a second before the female ghost entered.

The already dim room suddenly went dark.

Fang also didn't know what was going on inside, but immediately there came a cry of surprise, which belonged to Qiu Weiwei.

Before she could do anything, the female ghost bumped into the door. The dilapidated wooden door was not as fragile as imagined. The door frame trembled a few times, and the dust fell down. , stained clothes.

Her clothes were all owned by Li Ting, and Fang Yiyi treasured them very much.

"It's too much." Fang Yi also shook his clothes, "Let's make a quick decision. I still have to go find my senior."

Her voice was not loud, it was even a bit like muttering to herself, the ending was slightly prolonged by inertia, soft and harmless as always, but the aura around her suddenly became fierce.

"Master!" Fang Yiyi said loudly to the dark door, "Is there such a thing as a will-o'-the-wisp!"

A talisman flew out of the crack of the door with a 'whoosh', and Fang Yiyi raised his hand to catch it.

Zhu Yeshu's voice came: "No! It's the same with this one, stick it with blood!" After saying that, he remembered something, and added: "Your blood can't do it!"

Fang Yiyi quickly caught the talisman and pinched it in his hand. At the same moment, there was a "rustling" sound of little bugs walking behind him.

Her intuition told her that the worms in the female ghost's head had come.

Without turning her head, she kicked up the wall next to the door frame, held the gong in her right hand, and slapped the female ghost hard on the shoulder. With the strength of the female ghost rushing over, she jumped high and turned over in the air. , landed next to Sang Yichen who was lying on the slope.

"Brother, borrow some blood." Saying so, his hands were not polite at all, and the spell directly stuck to Sang Yichen's neck that was still bleeding.

Because of the pain, Sang Yichen's body trembled, he turned his head to the side, and under Fang Yiyi's surprised gaze of "you're still awake", he said with difficulty: "Are you from a gymnastics school?"

Sang Yichen bled a lot, and the yellow spell turned into a bloody rectangular note in a few seconds. Fang Yiyi peeled it off and held it in his hand, and obediently replied, "No, brother, I'm from the Department of Chemistry."

Fang Yiyi was not idle while talking, she turned to face the female ghost, with a gong in one hand and a spell in the other, ready to go.

Fang Yiyi jumped high, the female ghost lost her head, and her sense of direction was not good, so the speed of chasing her was naturally slower. When she ran to Fang Yiyi with her arms and legs, Fang Yiyi raised her hand, and the spell was right. Leaning on the broken surface of the female ghost's neck, the female ghost suddenly stopped as if the stop button had been pressed.

Not only that, the worms around her suddenly lost their direction. After a brief pause, the female ghost led her worms back in a panic like a headless fly, and then spontaneously ignited in the wind. Starting from the last worm, an invisible tongue of flame Licking and licking, they gradually burned them, and together with the female ghost, they turned into ashes inch by inch and disappeared in place.

Fang Yiyi let out a long breath, feeling indescribably happy.

The next time I see my senior, I will tell her that I have avenged her. If I act like a baby, my senior may praise her.

Thinking of this, Fang Yiyi squatted down, helped Sang Yichen to sit up, pressed the corners of his raised lips and said hello: "Brother, are you okay?"

It hurt so much, Sang Yichen didn't speak, clutched his neck and couldn't focus, his eyes wandered, as if he was about to die.

Fang Yi also thought about it, and said: "You lie down first, I will call you Master."

After all, he put Sang Yichen back again.

Lying down on the ground again, Sang Yichen watched the ants fight: "..."

When she walked to the door, the door opened from the inside to the outside, and Zhu Yeshu came out with an air of immortality, neatly dressed, and he didn't look like he had been in a fight at all.

Fang Yiyi was stunned for a moment: "Did the rest of the ghosts die?"

"No." Zhu Yeshu straightened his sleeves, "Those bastards have nothing to do all day, so take this opportunity to exercise."

"?"

Fang Yi was also a little confused, if she heard correctly, her elder brother seemed to be scared to cry.

"What about the morning?"

"Over there." Fang Yi also pointed to the cliff-like slope by the roadside.

Zhu Yeshu walked over and dragged Sang Yichen up, Fang Yiyi hurried to help when he saw this, Zhu Yeshu looked at it and threw Sang Yichen to Fang Yiyi, and took out his mobile phone to send a message messages.

Sang Yichen was not serious, Fang Yiyi almost didn't hold back, and felt that men and women were different, it didn't seem good to let him lie in his arms like this, so he put him on the ground again.

"Master, senior sister is being controlled." Fang Yiyi stood up, patted the ashes on his hands, and said immediately at this opportunity.

"It wasn't controlled, she left on her own," Zhu Yeshu said, "and told me to keep an eye on you and not let you go with me."