The temple is gloomy, the tattered curtains are shaking in the cold wind, and there is only an old crooked tree in the courtyard, which is obvious to the old Stories from a Chinese Studio.

However, Ning Wucai is not Ning Caichen who has no power to tie a chicken...

The upper part of the jade bridge!

Half-step Tianmen!

Xuan-level magic weapon!

Xuan-level sword technique!

But I was facing a mere little devil who was seriously injured!

He just wanted to ask, how could he lose in this wave of flying dragon riding face?!

The snow in the courtyard was bright, Ning Wuqian stepped on the snow, and he came to the main hall with one hand holding the Nouth Sword.

In the huge main hall, broken wooden beams were scattered all over the floor, bricks and tiles were broken, as if holes of all sizes were poked on the roof. I don’t know how many years have passed.

The moonlight shone through the hole in the roof, but only illuminated some areas, while large Buddha statues still collapsed in the shadows.

"Zheng~"

As the sound of the piano sounded quietly, the worn curtain began to float with the sob and cold wind.

Ning Wucai turned his head and looked at the courtyard where there was no one before, but at some point there was a graceful young girl with a graceful figure. The incense burner on her desk was waving, and she was sitting in the snow and making her piano with her bare hands.

"The long night is long, I have no intention of sleeping..."

The flowing clouds and water sleeves are half covered, and the sound is quiet and gentle.

The girl raised her slender jade neck and her soft breasts were half exposed, as if every frown and frown had a blood-blooded charm, and her every move could tease the man's heartstrings.

Seeing Ning Wu's sword coming, the girl's eyes circulate and she whispered to herself: "Young Master, can't sleep like me? This long night is long, and you can't help being alone. Why not sit down and listen to me playing a song... I don't know what you want to hear?"

"Give me a song about Thunder Gaba."

"Thunder Gaba?"

The girl was stunned, and the sound of the piano in her hand couldn't help but pause, and looked at the gentle-looking boy in white in front of her with a confused face.

Ning Wucai smiled and raised his sword and explained: "Thunder Gaba is..."

"boom!"

The gravel flies!

The frosty and snow-like blade was inserted into the ground, and the remaining arcs of electric power had not yet dissipated, leaving a black mark of smoke on the broken ground, as if it was struck by lightning.

Ning Wucai pulled out the Xuan Lei Sword casually, hugged Yaoqin tightly in the distance, and smiled with an ugly face: "Hidding very quickly."

"You said you ghosts, why are you always pretending to be? Whose serious girl knelt in the snow in the middle of the night to play the piano? You said I won't cut you, who will you cut?"

"I want you to die!"

The girl was so angry that her chest was fluctuating violently. She threw Yaoqin aside, raised her hands, and her nails, which were like a blade, popped up in the overflowing black air and rushed towards Ning Wucai.

Ning Wucai's hand was roaring, and he pulled her to the ground with a backhand sword. Jianfeng put it on the other party's neck and sneered: "A mere little devil dares to be so rampant? I want me to die? I think you are a blind bear burping, and you have eaten too much corn on the cob!"

"Say! Where is the female ghost who escaped before?!"

The girl fell to the ground with disheveled hair, covering her cheeks, and the black air was overflowing. She looked at Ning Wucai angrily: "I don't know what female ghost you are talking about! I usually regard this Hongruo Temple as my home, and I have never seen any other female ghost!"

Nonsense.

Ning Wuchai was too lazy to ask about this topic anymore. The female ghost in front of him was obviously lying, but looking at her expression, she probably planned to be stubborn. If she continued to ask, she couldn't ask anything.

After looking at the female ghost under the sword, Ning Wucai suddenly asked, "You said you regarded this Hongruo Temple as your home, then did you have such a charming passerby before, and then killed them?"

"That's right!"

The girl smiled coldly: "If they didn't appreciate their lust, they wouldn't die. After all, they should die! All the lustful people in the world deserve to die!"

Ning Wucai shook his head and sighed: "You are too paranoid, do you have any last words?"

This female ghost's charming technique is amazing. If it weren't for the thunder spirit energy that defeated these fancy things, he would have been alert in advance, and he would probably have been obsessed with it, let alone those ordinary people.

In the previous life, this is called fishing law enforcement.

Is this OK?

This is not good!

No matter what obsession is, or how sad and pitiful it was during his lifetime, this female ghost ultimately killed countless innocent lives and had no intention of repentance.

Hearing Ning Wucai's words, the female ghost looked at Ning Wucai fiercely and gritted her teeth and said, "There is no last words, I don't need any pity. It's just that I met you today. Those stinky men's eyes can fall off, but you have no reaction to me..."

Grass!

Thank you!

Has been connotated!

Listening to the indignant words of the female ghost, she seemed to continue speaking. Ning Wucai waved her hand in anger: "Okay, stop huh, hurry up and get on the road."

After saying that, the thunder sword fell, and amid the shrill screams, the female ghost turned into a ball of black gas and slowly dissipated in the snow.

Ning Wucai stared at the gradually dissipating black gas, thinking about the female ghost's words, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

Think about it carefully, since he traveled to this world and grew up with Yu Qingmei since he was a child. Every time he teased Yu Qingmei, he would be beaten, and every time he was teased by Yu Qingmei, he would be beaten. Later, he had no idea of ​​teasing Yu Qingmei at all.

Moreover, when he saw the female ghost's soft breasts, jade shoulders, and long legs, even without the help of thunder spirit power, he seemed to have no worries in his heart...

Could it be that female ghost really hit it?!

I was ravaged by Yu Qingmei and no longer had that kind of secular desire?!

"Xiao Ning'er~"

With a gentle call coming from the night sky, Ning Wucai's thoughts were interrupted. The wind blew everywhere in the courtyard, Yu Qingmei's green clothes fluttered, and she fell from the air while stepping on the wind snake.

Ning Wucai shivered suddenly, turned around and looked at Yu Qingmei with a smile on her face, took a small step back quietly, and squeezed a reluctant smile from her face: "Senior Sister, it's such a coincidence..."

Yu Qingmei leaned forward slowly with her hands on her back, leaned back to Ning Wucai's ear, and bit her lip shyly: "What a coincidence? There are no such many coincidences in this world, but I am worried about you~"

Thumb dong!

Fishing law enforcement!

He quickly took two steps back and looked at Yu Qingmei who pretended to be shy, her hair swung in the wind on her cheeks, and the moonlight was hazy. Ning Wucai suddenly felt a little dry mouth for some reason.

"Senior sister, don't worry, I can do it."

Ning Wucai waved his hand, but when Yu Qingmei suddenly used this move, his heart was still pounding.

"Are you a little guy...?"

Yu Qingmei covered her mouth and smiled sweetly. Qingyi floated with the curtain in the courtyard, raised her hands lightly at Ning Wuchai. Countless vines were like poisonous snakes, tangling towards Ning Wuchai.

Under the moonlight, the blue clothes rippled layer by layer and gradually turned into a blue clothes.
Chapter completed!