"Is this... such a coincidence?"
Wang Ye looked at the ghost king covered with a red hijab on the wooden board and smiled awkwardly.
At this time, the red hijab floated up, revealing a somewhat ferocious and twisted face.
His face was covered with scars, like a mummy, and his eyes were fixed on Wang Ye, full of resentment.
The old woman who kept throwing paper money had a sinister expression on her face. She silently moved behind Wang Ye and surrounded him with the two little guys holding suonas.
"It's easy to discuss if we have anything to say."
"It's so boring for you to sit in that sedan."
"There is nothing better than this wooden board. You can enjoy the surrounding scenery 360° without any blind spots."
"Breathable."
“The most important thing is that if you encounter a problem, you can take action at any time.”
"Yes...right?"
Seeing these guys getting closer and closer to him, Wang Ye's mouth twitched slightly, and he suddenly regretted why he didn't bring Xiao Wu and the others.
right!
The cheating post office didn't give him a chance.
When I went out, I was directly blocked by the mail truck at the door and picked up.
Wang Ye cursed secretly.
The ghost king aimed at Wang Ye and slowly raised his arm, and a special wave of energy wrapped around Wang Ye.
"It's this trick again!"
Wang Ye cursed. When he stole the sedan, he was hit and the ghost uniform exploded on the spot.
Now the post office is worried about what reward to give itself.
If my ghost uniform is fucked to pieces again...
It’s scary to think about it.
Thinking about it, Wang Ye controlled his mental power to gather towards the seed in his heart.
soon...
That familiar feeling of shielding enveloped my whole body again.
The special energy that was wrapped around him lost its target at this moment.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Ye quickly picked up the tray on the ground, put it into a cloth bag, turned around and ran away.
The old woman took a step forward.
The paper money scattered in his hand formed a big net in the sky, covering Wang Ye.
In desperation, Wang Ye took out the mourning ghost's brazier, ignoring the cold breath coming from above, and swung it on the paper money net.
Soon, the paper money burned.
Wang Ye, on the other hand, passed through this large net at the critical moment and accelerated to escape into the distance.
If I remember correctly, the mail truck is at...
Mail truck?
grass!
If I don’t cheat the post office this time, I’ll be sorry for myself!
Wang Ye cursed loudly.
Several big men carried the Ghost King on the wooden board and quickly chased Wang Ye, disappearing into the wasteland one after another.
Seeing the Ghost King gradually approaching, Wang Ye felt a little angry.
In this case, let's just take a break.
It’s time to try out your newly researched illusion!
Thinking about it, while running, Wang Ye took out the first page of paper that had no text at all, and then took out a writing brush and kept writing something on the paper.
But under this operation, the speed slowed down after all.
The moment the Ghost King was about to catch up to him, Wang Ye put down his pen, and the next second...
Explosion of mental power.
This piece of paper was pasted on Wang Ye's chest.
The surrounding scene changed rapidly.
A barren desert with a scorching sun in the sky.
Wang Ye's figure disappeared instantly and appeared a hundred meters away the next second.
then...
The board suddenly shattered.
Several strong men were also scattered to various corners of the desert.
Only the ghost king was left standing there, looking at Wang Ye from a distance.
"You really think I'm easy to bully. Let's hunt him down. There will be no end!"
Wang Ye roared, holding the cracked brush in his hand, he rushed towards the Ghost King, and at the same time kept writing something in the void.
Until he got close to the Ghost King.
A huge word "Zhen" appeared on the tip of the pen and was printed on the ghost king's eyebrows.
The ghost king waved his hand slowly.
Weird energy appeared again, but when Wang Ye opened the seed, the energy could not find its source and lingered in place.
Taking advantage of this brief gap, the tip of the pen was placed between the Ghost King's eyebrows.
The word Zhen expanded rapidly and became a dark chain, entangling the ghost king.
but...
The chain quickly broke, and depending on the situation, it could trap him for up to three breaths.
In an instant, the iron lock of the post office reward was wrapped repeatedly, and Wang Ye put away the pen in an instant, pulled out the Ghost Sword, and aimed it at the Ghost King's head.
Unfortunately, three breaths have passed.
The post office's iron lock only trapped the Ghost King for half a breath longer.
At the critical moment, the Ghost King stiffly tilted his head.
The ghost knife slashed on his shoulder, making a crisp sound. Wang Ye gritted his teeth and increased his strength in his hands.
Finally got an inch inside.
A touch of light green blood flowed from the wound.
But today's ghost sword can directly hurt the origin of ghosts through the body.
The Ghost King let out a low roar of pain.
Then he stretched out his hand, without using his ability, and slapped Wang Ye's chest with a simple palm.
With his remaining strength, Wang Ye turned sideways.
The palm hit him on the shoulder, causing him to fly backwards.
The skin that had been touched by the Ghost King quickly turned black.
At this time, several strong men who were scattered in the corner by Wang Ye's illusion had already rushed over.
…
"Nonsense!"
Mrs. Meng's expression was a little downcast, and she stood up from the rocking chair: "It's a joke, that's not what it was!"
Judging from her tone, she was a little angry at this time.
"Little guy, what happened this time is a little too much."
As if talking to herself, a door formed by fingers appeared in front of Po Meng.
At this moment, a burst of energy gently blocked the doorway.
Then, something seemed to sound in Po Meng's ears.
Po Meng frowned deeply.
After a long time, he snorted coldly: "Even so, it won't work!"
"If you don't give him an explanation for this matter, even I won't be able to save you."
After saying that, the finger door in front of Po Meng disappeared, and she returned to the rocking chair and sat down.
at this time...
Several wounds appeared on Wang Ye's body.
The strength of those strong men was average, only around ghost generals. Apart from their great strength, they had no special abilities.
And fortunately, I just got a seed from Zhou Han a few days ago.
Most of this Ghost King's abilities seem to be similar to those of curse killing.
It's a long-range attack.
Therefore, this method has almost eliminated most of his methods, otherwise Wang Ye would not be able to survive until now.
After all, this guy is no ordinary ghost king.
...
At this time, the place where the ghost king had photographed was constantly exuding cold air, sweeping through his body, almost freezing his blood to the point of freezing.
Several strong men also surrounded him from the four corners.
Suddenly, the situation became more and more dangerous.
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