The scene was completely silent, even deathly silent.
Whether it was the three teammates of the bald burly monk or the villagers headed by the white-bearded old village chief, they were all stunned.
They watched helplessly as this little girl, who looked weak and boneless, pushed a tall, muscular man into the ground with one hand.
Pressed to the ground, this is not a description, but Su Yumo ducked and came to the bald man monk, stretched out his right hand, pressed it on the bald man's bald head, and used his strength that he could not resist at all. The force smashed his head to the ground, and even caused his head to sink into the ground.
After pressing the bald man's head into the ground, Su Yumo stood up and stepped on his head with his right foot, making him unable to move.
Su Yumo's right foot stepped on the bald monk's head, then turned around and looked at the three teammates of the bald monk with an indifferent expression.
When the three teammates of the bald and muscular monk saw that the bald and muscular monk was defeated by a little girl and even lost his ability to fight, they subconsciously wanted to come to help.
But when they saw Su Yumo turning to stare at them with an indifferent expression, they swallowed involuntarily and even stopped in unison.
The bald, strong monk was so overwhelmed by victory and anger that he didn't react for a moment to the little girl in front of him, and thought she was a weakling.
But they didn't.
After seeing this beautiful high school girl in school uniform defeating the bald monk with one move, they knew that the opponent's strength was far superior to their own.
Thinking back to the "my master" that the little girl just said, they were not fools, so they naturally knew that this little girl was not a human at all, but a ghost servant.
Glancing at the sun high above, and then at the little ghost girl with a cold face who was not affected by the sun at all, one word jumped out in the hearts of the three of them: Ghost General!
Only ghosts above the ghost general level can spread their own ghost energy around them to protect themselves from the sun, and only ghosts above the ghost general level can move freely under the sun without being affected.
Realizing that the frail-looking little girl in front of them was actually a ghost-level ghost, the three teammates of the bald monk couldn't help but look at the bald monk whose head was buried in the soil. Body.
There was a look of pity in their eyes.
A ghost servant at the level of a ghost general. Apart from Daju Zhizhong, who Wan Zhu bluntly said he couldn't handle, who else among the spiritual realm apostles who came in this time could possess him?
And the ghost servants have all appeared here, which means that the real master of Daju is not far away. Maybe he heard clearly what the bald and strong monk just said.
Thinking of what the bald and muscular monk had just said, his three teammates couldn't help but sweat for him.
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When the white-bearded old village chief saw the bald, strong monk running towards him, his heart almost jumped into his throat.
When he saw that the girl in front of him, whom he was not optimistic about, actually pushed the bald man into the ground with one move, he felt that his three views had been subverted.
Although the white-bearded old village chief's three views were subverted, he had been the head of a village for so many years. He had experienced great storms and quickly adjusted his mentality.
With a shy face, he walked up to Su Yumo, cupped his hands towards Su Yumo, and said, "This... heroine! Thank you for helping our village subdue this arrogant person!"
"I don't know the heroine's name or who she is studying under, so that we can know who the benefactor who saved me is!"
Su Yumo didn't even look at him, and she didn't have the slightest fondness for this hypocritical old man who kept picking up the shit basin for his master.
The white-bearded old village chief saw that his flattery was of no use. A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he did not dare to show any hint of dissatisfaction. He could only stand aside with his body hunched.
After a while, Wang Yu, Lu Ziyi and Nangong Lingxi walked out from among the villagers.
Wang Yu walked up to Su Yumo and said to the body of the bald, strong monk whose head was buried in the soil: "Let this guy get up!"
The white-bearded old village chief on the side immediately became unhappy when he heard this.
He actually heard Su Yumo say "my master", but he didn't take it seriously. He simply thought that the little girl in front of him with strong martial arts skills, or in other words, her master, had drawn his sword to help him when he saw injustice. He didn't want to see this arrogant man. Gangsters, bullying these villagers in their own village.
The old white-bearded village chief, who felt that he had a backer, was about to say to Wang Yu in a pretentious manner, "Who are you talking to?"
As a result, he saw that the little girl in front of him, whom he regarded as his savior, obediently removed her right foot from the guy's head, and even heard her reply respectfully: "Yes. ,Owner!"
Only then did he realize that this tough little girl was also the evil star!
After understanding this, the white-bearded old village chief suddenly let out a sigh of relief and sighed in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't say those words just now, otherwise, he would really be dead!
After Su Yumo removed his right foot from the bald man's head, he bent down, stretched out his hand, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up.
At this time, the bald and strong monk not only collided with the ground with his body and head, causing severe pain, but also was instilled with ghost energy by Su Yumo.
This resulted in not only excruciating pain all over his body, but also without any strength, he could only be carried in Su Yumo's hands like a dead dog.
Although the bald, muscular monk was in severe pain all over his body and had no strength at all, his consciousness still existed.
When he saw Da Ju Weizhong standing in front of him, he knew that the girl who had just subdued him with one move was the ghost servant of Da Ju Weizhong.
He also deeply understood what Wan Zhu meant, and understood the gap between himself and Da Ju.
He could actually provoke a guy who could kill him instantly with just one move by using his ghost servant?
At the same time, the "bold words" he just said appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but look ashen.
Sure enough, when Wang Yu saw the bald and strong monk looking at him, the first thing he said was: "You call me shit, you call me a coward, and you say I'm good enough, right?"
"No! No! No! I'm talking about myself! I'm shit! I'm a coward! I deserve more!" At this moment, the bald man's desire for survival reached its peak, and he shook his head crazily, At the same time, he put all the blame for what he just said on himself.
He even wanted to reach out and slap himself in the mouth to win Wang Yu's sympathy and forgiveness, but unfortunately, he couldn't lift his hand at all.
Wang Yu looked at the bald and muscular monk with extremely cold eyes. After the other party finished his explanation, he said calmly: "Actually, I don't care at all about what others say."
"After all, I have always felt that the mouth is on other people's faces. I can't control what other people say, and I can't control it..."
Hearing this, the bald and muscular monk breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He thought that Da Ju was kind-hearted and could actually choose to forgive himself regardless of his past grievances.
But what he never expected was that Wang Yu only said half of what he just said.
A trace of killing intent flashed in Wang Yu's eyes, his face suddenly darkened, and he said in an indifferent tone: "I don't care what others say about me, but the premise is, don't let me hear it!"
The eyes of the strong monk suddenly widened, and beads of sweat as big as soybeans appeared on his smooth head. Just such a sentence made him feel like he had gone from heaven to hell.
He heard the murderous intention in the other party's mouth, and he knew that he had hit the other party's gun!
