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He Wangyao picked up the defensive talisman and was about to cry, there was a scorched black burn mark on it.

The other party was right, something really happened just now.

Yang Juntong: "You must protect me!"

He Wangyao refused and collapsed in her heart: "I am at best a bronze who wants to become a king. How can I protect you? I can't even protect myself!"

What if that monster suddenly discovered that he had a pure yin physique that nourishes yin and nourishes yin, and ate him by the way?
That's great, the two of them can play poker when they get together underground... what a ghost!If this is not the case, there will be no scum left, and even ghosts may not have something to do.

"Hold on, don't panic, I think I can trust the boss." Holding the defensive talisman, He Wangyao ran out of Gu Xu's room with the box in his arms.

He hesitated to knock on the door, and the door was opened.

Wearing black silk pajamas, Gu Xu rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "Come in, you sleep on the sofa."

He Wangyao was almost moved to tears: "Ah Xu, you are such a good person!"

Gu Xu: "..."

No, he's not a very nice person, he just doesn't want this guy to wake up Ming Yao with his phone call in the middle of the night.

He Wangyao lay down skillfully on the sofa, but Yang Juntong looked at Gu Xu's back thoughtfully.

"Are you scared stupid? Get back into the bracelet!"

After all, Yang Juntong didn't dare to get too close to the other person, even if it was a living soul, he still vaguely felt the natural fear of this person.

"You said next time I wear pajamas like this after a red carpet event, will I be the most handsome in the audience, with a sense of sight for a rich man?"

Woohoo, this man is so well dressed!The skin is so white that it looks like it will glow!Cold, abstinent, luxurious and charming!He wants the same outfit!

He Wangyao: "...Hehe, you are really thinking too much."

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In Xiangshi, in a dark room, the girl fell down on the floor in a daze.

"How could it fail? It's impossible!"

There was a smell of burnt incense candles in the room, and she touched the magical artifacts at hand, the soul calling bell, the soul collection bottle, and the spells, all of which were no problem.

However, soon, she felt a warm liquid dripping on her wrist, one drop, two drops, three drops...

"Am I bleeding? Yes, this is backlash..." She touched her phone in a panic, almost crying, "Master, come and save me!"

In the dark night, someone sighed faintly.

The girl looked towards the balcony, her eyes lit up immediately, "Master!"

The person who came was sitting on the railing. Under the moonlight, he was dressed in white clothes, and there was a huge thing standing beside him, so dark that his face could not be seen clearly.

The girl hesitated for a moment, instinctively afraid of the thing.

"The ghost servant said you failed, so you came to inform me." The man walked over barefoot, stroked her cheek with his fingers, and wiped away the blood from her eyes.

The voice is as gentle as a sigh: "Why are you so careless and hurt yourself like this?"

The girl blinked, she felt much better.

"Master, Yang Juntong's manager should have hired a very powerful Taoist priest. I'm afraid I'm not the match."

The man smiled slightly: "Do you want me to help you?"

"Can you?" The girl's eyes lit up, and she took his arm.

"No, you can do your own thing." The man restrained his smile, "Hasn't the ghost servant been helping you all the time? Try again, maybe you will succeed."

The girl had no choice but to sit down and began to try to summon the soul.

The man was sitting on the sofa next to him, watching her with a smile.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the light from the incense candles reflected on the girl's face, and the arcs outlined were flawless.

But that's about it.

"Pfft!" The girl spurted out a mouthful of blood this time. She felt the loss of her life and panicked, "Master, hurry up and save me!"

The ghost servant was not much better, his whole body seemed to have been burned by something, and his flesh was about to split open.

The abundant vitality in its body is constantly draining, and it is becoming more and more difficult to maintain its human form.

The smile on the man's face disappeared completely, he took the soul collecting bottle, and the ghost servant got into it and disappeared.

He caught the girl's body, brushed his palm over, and the girl calmed down.

"Even ghost servants have been injured like this, is there such a powerful Taoist priest in Xiangshi?" the man said to himself.

He put the girl down, sat down on the sofa casually, tapped the soul collecting bottle with his fingers, and after a while, the ghost servant, which shrank in size, floated out and squatted down.

He reached out and pressed the "head" of the ghost servant, closing his eyes.

After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly, "Such a powerful sword energy, ghost servant, you are not wronged."

This matter became more and more interesting. He looked in a certain direction from a distance, with a weird smile on his lips.

-

At dawn, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The sapphire card stopped vibrating three hours ago, but everyone dared not be careless. After all, no one knew whether the opponent would make a comeback, and everyone was caught off guard.

The head of Taoist Xuan Miao thanked the two friends who came to help.

Brother Jian hurriedly arranged for several priests to rest.

Taoist Xuanmiao took the phone from his disciple, he glanced at the message, and was overjoyed, "Daoist Qinglian sent a message last night!"

Several other people hurriedly asked: "What did Daoist Qinglian say?"

Taoist Xuanmiao's face was heavy: "He did a divination for us, and the divination showed that it was a sign of great evil."

Everyone's mood became heavy. Last night they defended the formation and fought against their opponents, but they could only hold on, feeling that the formation was about to be broken every minute.

Strangely, Yang Juntong's spiritual altar retains a trace of clarity and has never been occupied by evil spirits.

Although the opponent finally stopped, the situation is not optimistic.

Taoist Xuanmiao looked behind him with a strange look on his face, "But he also said that he was inaccurate in divination, and there seems to be a glimmer of hope..."

Brother Jian was confused. Is this hexagram good or bad?

He was so worried that his hair was turning gray, and the fat guy next to him hurried over.

"Brother Jian! That liar, that liar said that Brother Jun Tong's soul is with her! Please send Brother Jun Tong's real birthday!"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he secretly turned on the phone, and after looking through the text messages for a long time, he finally found the one he saw when he turned off the phone last night.

Brother Jian: "What are you talking about, liar or not?"

Taoist Xuanmiao changed his eyes, "This is not a liar! Contact there quickly!"

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On the other side, Luofuju.

After a night of shock, Yang Juntong almost cried when he saw Ming Zhuo.

"Master! I saw that evil ghost. It's so scary! It's guarding Xiangshi, staring at me like a tiger, and it's going to swallow me anytime!"

Ming Zhuo: "Okay, don't cry, it's too ugly, why don't you look in the mirror?"

Yang Juntong immediately couldn't accept it anymore: "Of course the bare makeup just woke up is not so radiant, but I'm already pretty good..."

As soon as he turned his head, he met Gu Xu who had just washed his face and went downstairs.

Yang Juntong: "..."

Why did he forget about this big bug? He drifted away quickly while muttering about whether this is still a human being.

Ming Zhuo smiled, she still cares about her image after all this, it can be seen that she was not scared enough last night.

Gu Xu: "Do you want to go to Xiangshi?"

Ming Zhuo restrained his expression slightly: "Yes."