The atmosphere in the room was a little solemn, and the Ghost King was looking at Zheng Jiaqi who was lying on the ground.
Although he had been injured, the Ghost King was still obsessed with taking Zheng Jiaqi away.
But he couldn't figure out why the woman in front of him suddenly became so powerful. Could it be that her helplessness before was just a smoke bomb used to draw him out!
Looking at Zheng Jiaqi who was beaten into a pig's head next to her, the Ghost King's heart sank. Human monks are so insidious. They really spent a lot of money to lure him out! It’s better to be his innocent and cute little peach!
Jin Qing, however, waved his mace and looked at the Ghost King on the ceiling fiercely, ready to give him another blow at any time.
But I have to say that the Ghost King in front of him is really the most powerful opponent Jin Qing has ever encountered.
Vaguely, Jin Qing felt a feeling of sympathy for each other when masters met each other.
It is rare in life to find an opponent who is as good as oneself. The key is that he is still so resistant to being beaten. This is such a gratifying thing!
Zheng Jiaqi lay on the ground with a confused look on her face, and secretly glanced at the indescribable positions below the waist of "Second Sister" with her eyes. Wondering where the mace was hidden by "Second Sister" before!
Jin Qing looked at the Ghost King on the ceiling and measured the distance.
In the end, Jin Qing found that his height, coupled with the length of the mace, was just enough to reach the Ghost King on the ceiling.
Immediately, Jin Qing gave the Ghost King an evil smile again and planned to take action.
The Ghost King shuddered, thinking of Jin Qing's facial cramp last time, and punched himself.
The ghost king's smile towards Jin Qing has already cast a shadow.
Seeing Jin Qing's ferocious smile at this moment, the Ghost King immediately felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
But he didn't expect that Jin Qing would react faster, block his way, and hit the Ghost King with another blow.
The Ghost King was even more seriously injured this time, and the black mist cloud started to spit out black gas!
Jin Qing was very happy when he saw this situation: It turns out that you will be injured too! This puts me at ease.
Just as Jin Qing was rounding his arms and planning to hit the third stick, Zheng Jiaqi on the ground seemed to have remembered something.
Suddenly Zheng Jiaqi raised his head and shouted at the Ghost King who was shrinking in mid-air: "Get out of my house!"
With a whoosh, the Ghost King was restrained by heaven and earth and was thrown out of the house.
Zheng Jiaqi looked at Jin Qing with an acknowledgment of credit: "I just remembered that ghost cultivators cannot enter the monk's house without the monk's permission. And when the monk drives them away, they will be expelled by heaven immediately!"
Jin Qing, who was about to give the Ghost King another blow, missed it, and then looked at Zheng Jiaqi on the ground who was still explaining the situation to himself in a serious manner, with a vague intention of asking for credit in his words. Jin Qing's face darkened, she really wanted to give him a blow. Here's a stick: "The one you're talking about is an undercover agent sent by the Ghost King."
The Ghost King stumbled all the way back to Yin Tao's house, which frightened his beloved little peach. The Ghost King used his last bit of strength to condense himself into a human form and threw himself on Yin Tao's bed.
Yin Tao was first jumped by the ghost king who fell from the sky, and then saw the ghost king lying dying on the bed, and immediately felt heartbroken.
After catching a few little ghosts to replenish the body of the Ghost King, the Ghost King was finally not as weak as when he first came back, and his figure was much more solid.
After the Ghost King warned Yin Tao not to provoke Zheng Jiaqi and his two siblings again, he returned to practice in the jade pendant.
Yin Tao was left sitting on the bed bitterly, biting her lower lip to prevent herself from screaming. This useless man can't even handle small things well.
She couldn't give up Zheng Jiaqi's body.
She finally found a way to make herself immortal and stay young forever.
She finally no longer has to struggle at the bottom of society. She now has the opportunity to become a master. Why should she give up eternal life and become a poor ghost cultivator who is restricted everywhere.
Subconsciously, she touched her eyes. God gave her this golden finger, which was supposed to make her reach the pinnacle of life and be admired by thousands of people. Why should she give up? She would never give up, never!
He bit his lower lip so hard that it drew blood.
The smell of blood made Yin Tao wake up instantly. She licked the wound on her lip with the tip of her tongue, and Yin Tao had a new idea in her heart.
Glancing at the jade pendant on the table, Yin Tao narrowed her eyes: "Trash, if you don't have the ability, just tell me to give up." If you don't help me, I will find a way on my own. Anyway, I am the one who must stand at the top of the pyramid. I must get Zheng Jiaqi.
What Yin Tao didn't notice was that the room was dark, with only her eyes glowing faintly in the darkness, and then the light flashed past and penetrated into Yin Tao's mind.
It’s half past three in the middle of the night, at a table in a 24-hour restaurant.
For the first time, Jin Qing did not feast on the food in front of him. Instead, he held his chin and looked at the woman sitting opposite him.
After the battle, Jin Qing found that he was hungry, so he left Zheng Jiaqi at home and threw his mace next to him. Jin Qing felt relieved and went out to beat the tooth as a sacrifice.
According to 707, his mace has a natural deterrent effect on ghosts, so it is suitable for protecting a poor little guy like Zheng Jiaqi.
Moreover, the mace is bound to her soul. Even if it is stolen, it can be summoned back by her. What's more, no one can touch her mace unless she blows it.
If the stick hadn't had its own binding power, it would have fallen from the 7th floor where Zheng Jiaqi lived to the 1st floor.
After ensuring Zheng Jiaqi's safety, Jin Qing pretended not to notice Zheng Jiaqi's childish behavior of quietly touching the mace, and went out to look for food.
Who would have thought that as soon as Jin Qing sat down, a young woman walked over to the opposite side and said to her in a slow voice: "Excuse me, can we share a table?"
Jin Qing raised his head and saw that the other party had a peach blossom mouth, skin like gelatin, picturesque facial features, long flowing hair, and a soft-spoken voice. She was obviously a beautiful Jiangnan woman. Jin Qing has no idea about appearance, but he feels that this face should be the work of God when he was in a particularly good mood.
Although Jin Qing has no special preference for beauties.
But sitting opposite a beautiful woman while eating is much better than sitting opposite a big man who picks his feet.
Thinking of this, Jin Qing nodded and said, "Sit down!"
Then Jin Qing's thoughts were occupied by the fragrant food in front of him.
Just when Jin Qing picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat a big meal.
The woman opposite who didn't order any food started to move.
She took out a lace napkin from her backpack and spread it on the dining table. Then she took out plates, forks, spoons, and knives from her backpack, and arranged them in an orderly manner.
The woman's movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, and her elegance made Jin Qing smack his lips. She was indeed a Jiangnan woman, and she lived so delicately!
