The master of the system wants money

"Ah... don't look! Don't look!" The ghost in the mirror seemed to be terrified of being seen by his true face. When the black mist cleared, he let out a cry that was worse than before, covering his face with his hands , kept stepping back.

However, he was wrapped around his ankle by a white soft whip, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take another step back.

"What kind of monster are you! What is this whip?" If you had underestimated Tong Huan, the underage little celestial master, now, the ghost in the mirror did not dare to ignore it in the slightest. up.

This celestial master is not something he can afford!Unfortunately, he has already messed with...

The ghost in the mirror was already in tears, but obviously, he had no chance to regret it.

"Privacy, no comment." Tong Huan replied coolly, shaking his hand, the ghost in the mirror rolled back like a gourd, and finally lay down precisely at Tong Huan's feet.

Tong Huan kicked the ghost in the mirror's head with his toe, and said coldly: "Don't pretend to be dead, where is Wu Jun's soul?" Possibly a sudden weakness?No matter how frightened I am, I will definitely hold back my words and just fight. Didn't I always fight with him before?

"Go to hell!" Sure enough, the ghost in the mirror didn't disappoint Tong Huan at all. After a violent roar, he jumped up, and the black air hit Tong Huan like dense fists. Tong Huan didn't even blink his eyelids in this posture of swallowing up the black air. He waved his hand and slapped the ghost fan in the mirror again. Before the ghost in the mirror was about to disappear into the shadows, he rolled him back again, and fell heavily at Tong Huan's feet in the same posture and with the same strength.

As for the black air, it had dissipated long ago, not even a hair of Tong Huan could be blown away.

"How about...you try again? This time, I can slow down." Tong Huan said with great interest, squatting down and looking at the ghost in the mirror, his eyes with a sneer, just happened to meet the ghost in the mirror The ghost's eyes made the ghost in the mirror tremble with fright, and instinctively attacked again, without any need for the brain to issue instructions.

"..." The ghost in the mirror said that he really wanted to cry, he didn't want to rush to find someone to abuse him, obviously he couldn't bear Tong Huan's beating...

However, the fact is that the ghost in the mirror was beaten and flew out by Tong Huan time and time again. During the period, he tried various angles, strengths and various moves, but was rolled back to the original place with a precise whip every time, and so on. , but in the blink of an eye a few times, the ghost in the mirror was beaten beyond recognition, and almost lost his soul.

Oh, the bronze mirror is still there, how could it be so easy to lose one's soul and continue to be beaten.

Hanging or something, it's cool!

Until the ghost in the mirror was beaten into a ball of mud, and he couldn't move anymore, Tong Huan kicked him to make sure he couldn't move anymore, then said regretfully: "I can't play anymore? I thought How capable are you! Do you think that if you don't tell me where Wu Jun's soul is, I won't be able to find it?" He just wanted to find a reason to beat up the evil spirit.

Tong Huan gave the last critical attack of words, then stood up and walked to the back, came to a place full of shadows, the soft white whip in his hand changed at will, turned into a white brush, with a golden light on the tip of the pen to automatically blur After dyeing, Tong Huan drew amulets in the void for a moment, the thick shadow gradually faded and finally disappeared, revealing the white soul curled up inside, looking up at the front with a blank face.

It was Wu Jun's soul.