[Comprehensive] Don't be afraid, I'm a ghost

Ding Zizhan made up his mind to get the gourd back, so naturally he wouldn't stop there.

Qingyue is not easy to talk, since it doesn't make sense, he can only do it.

Ding Zizhan didn't know when he became tougher. In the past, he would not do it directly, but tried to use other people's hands to accomplish what he wanted to do.

When a person has direct force, why bother to design a series of nine turns and eighteen turns to achieve the goal?

Therefore, Ding Zizhan chose to do it directly.

Qingyue looked down on Ding Zizhan at all, thinking that he had only learned Taoism for a few days, so he tried to provoke him.

Therefore, I also made up my mind to give him a good look.

Two people who are quite famous among the disciples are going to fight. In the mind of watching the excitement, the others will naturally not lag behind.

By the time the matter reached the ears of the temple master, the two had already started fighting.

Talismans, long swords, magic spells, the eyes of all the disciples were baptized by Hao Sheng. They couldn't touch these brilliant spells, so they couldn't help but look at the two people who were fighting with envy.

Ding Zizhan dodged Qingyue's sword, dodged around behind him, muttered something, and stabbed with his sword.

It was as if there was lightning around the blade of the sword, and the speed was unstoppable, and it pierced Qingyue's back with a thunderous momentum.

Ding Zizhan shot the killer at that moment, he really wanted to kill the man in front of him with one move, the killing intent was about to turn into a real weapon through his eyes.

After all, Qingyue has practiced spells for many years. Although Ding Zizhan's strength is beyond his expectations, he still has the upper hand in battle experience.

Ding Zizhan's blow missed Qingyue's shoulder.Immediately afterwards, Qingyue's counterattack followed.

Ding Zizhan used a sword, and Qingyue also used a sword.

There is a difference between the two.

Ding Zizhan is very good at using the soft sword. Under the premise of not using spells, his movements are full of evil charm and femininity, just like a fox running under the moon, his movements are light but full of danger and conspiracy.

Qingyue uses a hard sword, and every move is elegant and graceful, and he is chic and free.

As far as two-person battles are concerned, the soft sword can better show one's ability.Ordinary people can't use soft swords, and those who use soft swords must be masters.

Ding Zizhan's swordsmanship is inexplicable, and it is impossible to reach the current level in just a few days.

However, right now there is no time for Qingyue to think carefully about the strangeness here.

Ding Zizhan was so fast that he was not allowed to use talisman spells at all, and only relied on the sword in his hand to head-to-head.

His research on techniques far exceeds swordsmanship, and after a few rounds, he naturally falls and loses.

Inadvertently, the soft sword in Ding Zizhan's hand flapped, disrupting Qingyue's pace.

Qingyue turned around to block Ding Zizhan's stabbing blow, but he couldn't help but see his contemptuous expression towards himself with his lips curled up. His eyes darkened, and there was only a slap, and the soft sword rebounded and slammed into his face, and a wide slash was immediately drawn. A large red mark on the back of the sword appeared on one side of his cheek, spread across the bridge of the nose to the other cheek.

With a bang in his head, Qingyue retreated reflexively, with anger shooting out of his eyes.

This was the first time he was slapped in the face in public.

Ding Zizhan on the other side slowly raised his hand and shook the little gourd in front of his eyes, his lips parted slightly, his smile was extraordinarily charming.

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That night, Mu Xiaomu had another dream, a very strange dream.

In the dream, she became another person.

It seems that some kind of banquet is being held here. The corner of the cornice is exposed in the white mist, walking along the white marble colonnade.

There are many beautiful young girls passing by in an endless stream.

They held trays in their hands with all kinds of food and wine on them.

Mu Xiaomu finds it strange that this place is very similar to the environment in the last dream.She wanted to stop and look around.

However, this body cannot be controlled by her, she can only be a pair of eyes, and see everything in her eyes.

When the woman entered the inner hall, all the dining tables had been set up, and other people came in one after another.

The woman kept nodding and laughing at the people she knew. Judging from the names of other people, Mu Xiaomu knew that the woman he was living in now was Fairy Zidai, but she didn't know what she did exactly.

Mu Xiaomu looked all the way down, and found that the people here were almost all beautiful girls, dressed in different colors, and their beauty also had their own characteristics.

Mu Xiaomu had never seen so many beauties at one time, and Mu Xiaomu was dazzled for a while.

Compared with beautiful goblins like Qingfeng and Hua Guzi, the women here have a more ethereal feeling.

After everyone was seated, everyone fell silent and looked at the top seat, which should be reserved for the person with the highest status in this banquet.

Not long after, two girls dressed as maids stood behind the chairs holding huge fans, and there were a few phoenix cries in the air, and then a car with double phoenix frames came from far away, getting closer and closer.

Mu Xiaomu soon saw that the person sitting in the middle of the phoenix was magnificently dressed, his round face shrouded in a holy light, kind-hearted, and a rare beauty.

It's just that the beauty looks older, but it doesn't hinder her coercion and deterrence.

Everyone stood up to pay respects and called her Queen Mother, only then did Mu Xiaomu realize that she was the wife of the Emperor of Heaven, and she looked like Guanyin Bodhisattva.

This is the annual Hundred Flowers Festival, and these fairies who come here are the guardian gods in charge of flowers and plants, reporting to the Queen Mother the situation of flowers and plants last year, and presenting the most beautiful fruits to the Queen Mother for viewing.

It was a grand and ordinary banquet, but unfortunately the Queen Mother brought her Ninth Prince.

The Ninth Prince is the youngest son of the Queen Mother, who was supposed to be arrogant and self-willed, but who knows that the Ninth Prince is cold by nature and doesn't like to associate with others.So, nothing major happened.

Because of his indifferent nature, everyone felt strange about his arrival this time.

When the eyes of the Ninth Prince moved to him, Mu Xiaomu's heart skipped a beat, and the dream came to an abrupt end.

She woke up with a fright.

After waking up, her heartbeat increased rapidly. She didn't know anything about everything, and she didn't know how the story after the dream would continue, but her heartbeat stopped just like that, as if it was an ominous sign.

After waking up, Mu Xiaomu inexplicably felt that something was blocked in his heart and he couldn't breathe.

What exactly happened?

It seems that she has been having strange dreams since she arrived at Zixia Temple.

The scenes in the dream seem to have been seen somewhere, but they feel strange.

At this time, the sky outside the window was getting brighter, the rooster crowed three times, the darkness in the village was dispelled by the sun, and a new day came.