Thanks to the slewing head, I saw that the speaker is the "death-killing knife." He said: "The popularity of you is too heavy."

The group of ghosts said: "Well, you can understand. He also has ghosts on his body."

Desperately fast knife magic: "No, everyone will take a closer look. The ghost of this is not from the inside out, but it is like... from the outside."

Ghostly from the outside, it can be confusing, but once it becomes the focus of the crowd, the details will be magnified. This life-changing knife is not very good when it first comes out. It looks like the same day. Xie pity thinks that he is a small and insignificant little character. There is a ghost: "This seems to be very understandable. So is there any answer? In the end, how to judge? Do you have a way?"

Desperate fast knife magic: "Yes. There is a prop, you can judge what he is!"

He took out one thing from his sleeve. When the ghosts saw it, they retired a big circle and said, "Mama! You still carry the yellow character with you?! I see you are the priest who is coming in!"

Desperately, the knife is savage and savage: "Wrong! Only when I came to kill a few Taoist priests, I just collected their things. This is just the most common Huang Fu, and can only deal with some little mobs. Small chop, everyone can come here, presumably this can not help you, look good!"

When he finished, he slammed the yellow note on his forehead. Zizizi, the yellow character burned a black smoke in front of his face, and his forehead also left a black lacquered burnt. The knife quickly wiped out the burnt seal and said: "Although this can not help me, but still can leave a little print on my face. Can this prove my identity?"

This kind of paper, although used to deal with demons and ghosts, can be used to distinguish people from people. The fast-cutting knife means thanking the pity: "If you are really a teacher, put this yellow note on your forehead. If you don't leave a seal, it's natural to know."

Thanks for the quietness, the heart is flying, but I listen to the flower city Shen Sheng: "Nothing, brother."

Thanks to pity, he was sure, so he put down the flower city, took it easy, took the sign, and posted it on his forehead. Just listening to a "Zizizi", the yellow character is also burned into a black smoke, but the black smoke is exhausted, but the forehead of the pity is still clean, leaving no trace!

This proves that the ghost on him is contaminated from the outside!

In addition to the man with the arm of the cloak, hundreds of ghosts instantly surrounded them in the middle, screamed and watched as many strange weapons would be greeted, but all of them were suddenly bounced off by an invisible barrier. The crowd was horrified: "Hey? The road is quite high!"

Thanks for the hand: "I didn't do anything."

At this time, the flower city standing behind him spoke.

He took his hand and walked up and said, "You guys haven't seen the country's little devils, what a big fuss."

"Hey, you have seen this big devil doll, have you seen a big world?"

"There is no ghost in him, but the truth. Who are you, speedy!"

Huacheng Road: "Non words, of course he does not. Because, I am the teacher!"

As soon as the voice fell, the ghosts felt a chilly airflow sweeping through, as if the whole piece was frozen. They were originally chilly physiques, and they actually started to swear, saying: "...how...what...return...things...?"

Huacheng Road: "Let you see the world a little."

He took the momentum, and the ghosts were so easy to ignore. That kills the knife and the devil has a sigh: "You... you are a teacher, he is also a teacher. Who is it? No, he is definitely not, who is he?"

Huacheng has not answered yet, but she politely smiled and said: "Of course, it is his person."

The group was sneaky for a while and finally wanted to understand:

"Original - turned upside down? He is the master, you are the doll?!"

Desperately, the knife and the devil doubted: "What did you say before that was you a teacher? What is your liking?"

Huacheng smiled and said: "Because, I find it interesting."

Xie pity also smiled and said: "Yes. The owner feels interesting and is the most important reason."

After the female ghosts were shocked, they put away the claws and tongues of the inquiring, and began to talk around with respect and pity. But I don't know what the reason is. When the female ghosts commented on him, it was a completely different style of painting when he discussed the flower city. It seemed to be a lot of arrogance. such as:

"Is this little brother the only doll? Oh, I like this age, I want one more! Really not ordered?"

Thank you for your kindness: "This...thank you. But, actually, I am very old..."

"Is this material a human skin? It's quite clean. I don't live a man who smokes a dead man's Yang Sao taste. Master, how do you care for him? Is there perfume?"

Thanks to pity: "It's human skin. There is no perfume. Just take a shower and drink plenty of water."

"Wow, this doll can be used to do a lot of things! All kinds of. The face and body are not bad? Looks like the skin feels good. But he is a little thin, I don't know if there is meat in the clothes. Hee hee hee"

Xie pity has always maintained a modest smile, and seeing that there are really female ghosts in the eyes to touch his chest, the eyebrows twitch slightly. Huacheng took **** and lifted it slightly. A circle of slender hands and hands were swept away by him. Thanks to pity and hurry to hide behind the flower city. The girls said: "What? You have to say, this is your doll, bad temper, don't like other people to touch? I think his temper is very good!"

Huacheng stretched out his hand and provoked the sorrow of the pity, saying: "His temper is really good. But my temper is not good. I like things, no one but me, don't want to touch."

Thanks for his gesture, he raised his face obediently, and smiled and endured the convulsions of the lower abdomen, but still very cooperative, looking at the eyes of Huacheng, sincerely said: "No. Three... The master is very good-tempered."

Huacheng also laughed, seemingly very satisfied. The two sang one and one, and they were playing well. There was a ghost in the side. "I still think that the human taste on him is too heavy."

The girls said: "What do you want?"

That ghost said: "I heard that the stuffing inside the skinny doll is not flesh and blood. If you are smashed, you won't bleed. You let me ask him to try it..." The voice is not falling, it is scared by an eye knife. Out of voice.

Huacheng cold channel: "Who dares to touch him and give it a try. I am cherishing things in my heart, is it for you to move casually?"

The group of ghosts was shocked by his gas field. At the moment, he directly threatened his voice. He did not dare to have any rash action. Unconsciously, he had already given a large area to the center. The singer of the singer was quick and the sword was not good. Instead, he started the round: "This sergeant should not be angry first. Now we have not entered the boundary of Tongluoshan. How can we say it after we go in? Woke up."

Huacheng gaze at the side and said: "You are entangled with my doll. It is better to ask why the person over there is still unwilling to take off his cloak."

Thanks to pity, there has been a cloak of cloaks, and for so long, he has never taken off his cloak, and he always stays with his arms and watches. After Huacheng picked him out, the play could not stand, and the protagonist became himself. Take a step forward and say: "Please ask this friend to take off the cloak, let us squat?"

The cloaker paused for a long time, and when he prayed that he was waiting for an opportunity to escape, he suddenly reached out and slammed the cloak.

Under the cloak is a handsome but unremarkable face.

Such a person, thrown into the crowd, although not ugly, but will soon be forgotten, can not remember the face, causing the group of ghosts to see him after the face of the mountains are somewhat disappointed. However, the vigilance of thankfulness is coming up.

Huacheng Road: "A look is a fake face."

This voice can only be heard by thank you, thank you for nodding. Sometimes, some priests or famous ghosts have something to go to the mortal world. If it is not convenient to use the real body, a fake face will be formed. At this time, the essentials of the transformation are "plain and plain". Whether it is good-looking or not good-looking, the more plain the better, the more people must stare at this face for half an hour, and they can immediately forget it when they turn back. It is a successful transformation. The face of this cloak is perfectly in line with this essential, so this face is not the true face of him. I don't know what the identity of this person is.

The fast knife magic handed out a yellow character. The cloak was picked up, and he did not hesitate to put a sticker on his forehead, nourishing, smoking, and leaving marks.

It seems that he is also a ghost.

After a round of laps, the ghosts were a little embarrassed, saying: "Is there any sergeant in the end?"

"Who is the first one to ask? Can you make a mistake?"

Desperately, the knife and the devil: "The first thing I found was me, it was true! I absolutely smelled the priest... ah!"

Who knows, he said here, suddenly screamed and fell. Thanks for the pity, grabbed it and went to see it. There was actually a blood hole in his body, and the hole was worn in the lower abdomen. Moreover, the wound was really faintly immersed in the aura of the **** officer!

The group of ghosts said: "Look at his wounds! There are really gods mixed in us!"

The knife stunned the blood hole and panicked: "Everyone is careful! He wants to kill!"

The ghosts were all shocked by this, as if they had blown up the pot, armed with weapons, and surrounded by hostility, they all shouted: "Who is it?! Who wants to destroy the mouth?! Where is it hidden?!"

After the killing of the knife, the first thought that flashed in the heart was: "Sure enough, the person who called this kind of exaggerated name is often easy to be the first one to be killed!" "Everyone just saw it. My host and I have been staring at you all the time. We didn't do anything." He said, glanced at the cloak. The other party also raised his hand slightly and lowered his voice: "The same."

Xie pity leaned over to see the wound of the fast knife magic, said: "It is a sword injury. There is a sword in the presence..." Turned his head and looked at it without words. The sword is not only the most popular weapon in the world and the heavens. It is also in the ghost world. In the four hundred monsters and monsters, at least three hundred are swords, and the number is countless. Xie pity and cough, said: "If there are a few more like Huang Fu to try all, I don't know who it is."

Of course, he just talked casually and pretended to be very enthusiastic. If there is really a sergeant in the same place, he does not want to help out. This fast knife magic is also impossible to come up with so many yellow characters to spare. Who knows, he just finished, the fast-cutting knife really suddenly took out a few thick yellow letters, said: "Oh, yes!"

"..."

Xie pity couldn't help but want to look at his back: "Where did you come from?"

Desperate fast knife magic: "This is not important!"

Thanks to pity: "No, this is very important. Generally, you don't have to carry so many heavy things with you. You can kill the bricks when you come... How many priests have you killed on the road?"

Desperately, the knife is stunned and said: "Twenty."

... that's no wonder. Even if each Taoist has only a few dozen yellow characters, there are hundreds of them added!

Not much to say, the group is eager to find out who is the sacred officer lurking between them, quickly set the way, two or two groups, holding the yellow sign on the forehead, and then observe whether the opponents forehead is left There is a burnt seal. Some of the little devils saw that Huang Fu was still a little scared. He said, "Is it really going to be posted? Will it break my soul?"

"No, its exactly the same as the one you just posted. Its very weak, leaving only a lot of marks.

"Oh"

Huacheng blinked slightly and seemed to be aware of something. In a short while, there were more than four hundred ghosts, and the big yellow forehead was attached to the big forehead. It looked strange and funny. However, after posting, nothing happened.

The group of ghosts looked at each other and said: "What happened?"

"Hey, fast knife, what kind of priests are you killing? Is it water, the symbols don't work?"

Thanks to the beginning, I felt awkward. At this time, I was slightly frowning, waiting to speak. A female ghost screamed at the side: "I don't post it, tear it... Hey? What happened? Why can't you tear it??

Several female ghosts all screamed at once: "Me too! Why can't I tear it off?!"

Oops!

At the same time, Huacheng Shen Sheng: "Brother, Your Majesty!"

Thanks to the quickness, Huacheng quickly caught his ears. Not far from the cloak, he quickly pulled the cloak and squatted to the ground. Then, "Hey!" A burst of firecrackers and loud bangs rang through the sky!