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Bai Miao was in a trance.

He closed his eyes tightly, and tightened his hand holding the chain.

He didn't bother to refute the nonsense of the undershirt man, because it was not important anymore.

The female ghost in the red dress was panting ho-ho, and the black mist rolled up all over her body.

She stretched out her bound hands stiffly, twisting and twisting like a caterpillar trying to get closer to them.

Bai Miao looked at the female ghost in the red dress with serious eyes.

He slowly pulled out the mahogany sword from his backpack.

The male ghost in the undershirt shrank back subconsciously, and said in a strange way: "How does it feel to kill the ghost you saved with your own hands? She is a ghost who ate the flesh and blood of the dead. When our human adults overflow with sympathy in the future, remember to polish it." Eye."

But Bai Miao didn't swing his sword to kill the female ghost in red dress on the spot.

He looked down indifferently at the female ghost in the red skirt who was struggling to turn around, and the dark red chains rattled under her violent movements.

He clenched the hand holding the mahogany sword tightly, his veins stretched.

When the female ghost in red dress was about to approach him, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of Bai Miao.

The female ghost in the red skirt let out a sharp scream, flew upside down with a "boom", hit the wall, and then slid down softly.

Bai Miao was taken aback suddenly.

The male ghost in sweatshirt stared wide-eyed, his face was ferociously excited, he stretched out his hand and slapped the ground and shouted loudly: "Quick, kill her quickly! Quick!"

"and many more……"

Seeing Shuo Chen walking towards the female ghost in red dress under the wall, Bai Miao subconsciously stretched out her hand.

The wide black corners of the clothes flicked over Bai Miao's fingertips, before they touched them, they flashed away.

Shuo Chen shook his sleeves to avoid Bai Miao's hand as if being pricked by a needle.

He backed back again and again, until he was three meters away from Bai Miao, and then stood silently.

Bai Miao:?

He genuinely doubted again, could he be a scourge, opening his bloody mouth to bite off Shuo Chen's hand?

Qingqiu, who did not know when to appear, said with a smile, "You don't need to trouble your lord to do it, I will do it."

Even though he said that, he didn't kill the red-dressed female ghost immediately, but looked at Bai Miao who was walking with the red-dressed female ghost with great interest.

The male ghost in sweatshirt was stunned by the incident just now. He looked at Bai Miao who was walking towards the female ghost in red dress with a mahogany sword, and his angry voice trembled slightly: "What the hell are you guys from the neighborhood committee doing! Why don't you kill him right away?" she?"

Bai Miao simply ignored the clamor of the male ghost in undershirt.

The female ghost in the red skirt's eyes were full of resentment and madness, and when Bai Miao approached, she twisted wildly again, trying to attack Bai Miao.

Bai Miao avoided the claws of the red-dressed female ghost who were tied together and waving wildly, squatted down in front of her, and met her scarlet eyes.

"Let go of me... die! Kill you... go to death..."

Bai Miao quietly looked at the crazy female ghost in red dress, and suddenly spoke.

"Speaking of which, I haven't thanked you last time."

During the furious struggle of the female ghost in the red dress, the sound of the chains colliding and pulling could be heard sporadically.

She looked more and more crazy, her eyes seemed to be dripping with hatred, struggling with all her strength but in vain.

"Before you leave, I will give you one last thank you."

Bai Miao said to herself, stood up and raised the tip of her sword.

The eyes of the female ghost in the red dress were about to split open, and the dilated pupils reflected the sharp point of the sword pointing at her.

She trembled all over, her mouth opened and closed, but nothing came out.

"Kill her!!" The undershirt male ghost wanted to break his voice.

As if aware of her own fate, the female ghost in the red skirt's tense body went limp, her blood-red pupils were hollow and numb, and she let the reflected sword tip swiftly stab down.

"Ding--!"

With a sharp sound, the blood-red chains snapped.

The laugh of the undershirt male ghost stopped abruptly.

Bai Miao said flatly: "Xiaoqiao, you are a good ghost, don't be locked up by this kind of thing until your death."

"..."

The female ghost in the red dress seemed unable to comprehend what was happening in front of her eyes, and her eyes, covered with messy hair, were rigidly opened.

Bai Miao looked at Qingqiu again: "Alright, let's deal with it as we like."

After finishing speaking, Bai Miao calmly put away the mahogany sword and star-wrapping cable, turned around and left.

Qingqiu smiled and walked towards the female ghost in the red dress.

The star-wrapped chains that bound her were gone, but the red-dressed female ghost still collapsed on the ground, staring motionless at the broken dark-red chains.

The male ghost in undershirt was frightened and angry, with deep fear and hatred in his eyes.

His chest heaved violently, and his hands were clutching at the broken dark red chain: "Marriage lock...my little bridge...you, you ruined my marriage...you will go to hell...you will go to hell... "

The male ghost in the undershirt's voice faltered suddenly, and he looked up at Bai Miao who came in front of him.

Bai Miao raised her hand, and pointed the sharp sword point directly at the red eyes of the male ghost in sweatshirt.

"The crazy ghost must be killed, right?"

The pupils of the undershirt male ghost shrank suddenly.

Bai Miao twitched the corner of her mouth and said mockingly: "Didn't you just yell loudly? Why don't you bump into me now?"

The undershirt ghost suddenly jumped up, turned around and ran away.

Bai Miao stepped on the dark red chain on the ground.

The undershirt ghost couldn't get away after several sprints, and finally cursed madly with red eyes, tearing the chain on his arm.

Bai Miao raised her sword and said softly: "Before I go to hell, I will send you there first."

"Bai Miao."

The cold voice passed through the eardrums, penetrated into the bone marrow, and made the mind feel cold.

Bai Miao shuddered slightly, belatedly realizing that Shuo Chen actually called his name.

His veined hand slowly relaxed, and when he turned his head, Qingqiu hadn't made a move yet.

He followed Qingqiu's line of sight to look at the fallen female ghost in red dress.

Bean-sized blood tears gushed out from the blood-red eyes of the female ghost in the red dress, and slammed on the ground.

Clutching at the broken chain around her neck, she wailed.

Visible to the naked eye, the vigorous black mist continuously overflowed from her body.

Qingqiu's face changed slightly, and he quickly dodged to avoid it.

Bai Miao realized that she had to hide, and just took a step back when she saw Shuo Chen walking forward.

He just waved his sleeves, and the black mist dissipated in an instant.

The black mist dissipated, revealing the female ghost in red skirt curled up on the ground.

Hair and blood stains covered her face, but her face was extremely serene, with her eyes closed as if she had fallen into a dark dream.

Qingqiu seemed a little surprised: "The evil spirit has dissipated from the body?"

Bai Miao asked hesitantly, "What's going on?"

The male ghost in sweatshirt ran away at high speed, but the chain on his arm was tightened suddenly, and he flew back in embarrassment and smashed at Qingqiu's feet.

Qingqiu stepped on the male ghost in sweatshirt who was struggling constantly but couldn't even make his body blur, and said with a smile: "Take them all back."