Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 375 Fighting (1)

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The fog in the middle of the night shrouded the silent mountain village, and the moon occasionally emerged from the thick black clouds. The faint moonlight shone on the ground, adding a bit of coldness and gloom.

Suddenly, Xiao Qian shouted nervously, "Sister, here we come!"

The surrounding air suddenly condensed, and a gloomy cool wind blew across Yang Zimei's skin, making her fine hairs stand up sensitively, and her back felt slightly chilly.

The fly whisk in Yuqing's hand also trembled slightly...

Yang Zimei and Yuqing glanced at each other, each hiding behind the big trees on both sides.

On the muddy and winding path ahead, a person came slowly.

Very thin and tall, wearing a big hat that covers his face, wearing a black robe, leaning on a black skull crutch, under the night wind, like a scarecrow, swaying slightly , hunting sound.

Behind him, the troops were neatly divided into five groups, followed by poisonous snakes, centipedes, toads, spiders, and scorpions, jumping, climbing, sliding, neat and orderly, without any confusion.

In the back, there is still a baby with blood-headed ghost floating, jumping playfully on that person's shoulder from time to time, and making mischievous giggling sounds that sound extremely immature, but seem extremely weird in the night.

Yang Zimei looked at him with her heavenly eyes——

The evil spirit on his body was ten times darker than that of Miluo, even a strange blood-black color!

How many people did this person have to kill and how many evils did he commit to be like this?
Yang Zimei clenched her fist slightly.

The small iron tower in her hand also felt her emotions, and it was throbbing slightly, as if she was very excited.

Yes, this little iron tower is perverted, the more sinister it is, the more it likes it.

But, can it withstand the evil spirit of this ghost descendant this time?

Jumping in the front, the blood ghost descended as if he felt something, suddenly stopped floating, jumped on the shoulder of the ghost descendant, his immature and strange face became very solemn, and the dozens of hairs on his head were tied with red silk ropes. The little braids that were tied stood up.

Gaba, the ghost descendant, sensed the change in his blood ghost descending, and stopped his progress.

The five poisons who followed suddenly stopped, and became a little chaotic, but as if someone was directing them, they arranged their order again in an instant, looking like soldiers ready to go.

The skull on the crutch in Gaba’s hand was rustling——

His single eye, which was hidden under the bamboo hat, narrowed slightly...

"go--"

There was a metallic screeching sound from his throat.

The baby vampire Jiang got the order, and immediately floated forward, aiming at Daoist Yuqing who was hiding behind the big tree.

Yang Zimei frowned slightly, they had been waiting for the ghost descendant to enter the formation they had set up, but who knew, they had discovered in advance that the ghost descendant was still outside the formation.

"Gluck cluck-"

The blood ghost let out bursts of laughter, stuck out his tongue from time to time, and attacked Yuqing with a strong evil spirit.

Yuqing read the formula, and the white silk of the dust whisk in her hand was like a steel wire, sweeping towards the vampire——

His whisk is the biggest magic weapon inherited from his ancestor, and it has extremely strong attack power against evil spirits.

But the vampire Jiang was not afraid of Fuchen's attack power, and suddenly, like a spinning top, he spun around Yuqing, and his giggling laughter expanded infinitely in the night, which was extremely creepy...

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(End of this chapter)