The whole hall was filled with chill.

"No way!"

Chen Feng clearly felt that if the imp released this group of black gas, he was definitely in great trouble, even seriously injured.

He was about to break his sword finger, then quickly took out a seal script and wrote some characters on it.

"Give it to me!"

Chen Feng stepped forward, and the seal character was immediately pasted on the kid's forehead.

The imp struggled for a while, then stopped moving, and the black fog in his mouth disappeared.

Chen Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the kid standing on the ground with great dignity.

Song Xuanze was also stunned and stepped back to God.

Chen Feng turned her head and asked, "how is he doing?"

Song Xuanze said: "fortunately, it's just coma, and the pulse is normal."

Yiwu is a family. Song Xuanze knows how to watch pulse and injury.

Holding the child, song Xuanze's face was very strange, and said: "master, I didn't expect you would still have these."

He has now confirmed that Chen Feng must be the disciple of those legendary mountain masters. Otherwise, how could the Maoshan Taoist priest, who could not be seen in the city, be reappeared?

Chen Feng didn't explain, his eyes fell on the kid again, and said in a deep voice: "this master Zha, even practising such vicious magic, can't be forgiven."

Song Xuanze was also filled with indignation: "I also think it is. No matter how vicious our Chinese geomantic masters are, they will also do these things that are totally ungrateful. From this point of view, we can see that they are foetuses that have not been born and died. What are you going to do, master?"

"Now, if his spirit and spirit are too small, they will affect the people around him."

Song Xuanze didn't listen to it, but there were so many methods.

Although he didn't quite understand, he knew that the kid couldn't be humane.

"Master, would you like to have it cremated?"

"What we can't do with him is that we can't be angry with him, and then we can get rid of the anger from him."

Chen Feng then said: "Xiao Song, call the people in the hospital to pick up the child."

Song Xuanze understood and immediately went to do it.

Soon, Chen Feng is in situ meditation up, the little ghost will stand in front of him, but it is still very strange and small.

In the ten minutes, Chen Yigui's words are constantly changing.

And song Xuanze is back, and Chen Feng is finished.

But when he came back, he found that the little ghost was surrounded by sticky rice sprinkled by Chen Feng.

Then Chen Feng found cinnabar and sprinkled it on the glutinous rice.

"Master, are you..." Song Xuanze asked curiously.

Chen Feng light way: "this kid body's black gas and the acrimony gave me degree Hua, but his body still has that head down division's idea."

"I don't understand."

"In other words, this kid is him."

Chen Feng did not explain too much, directly on the phone in the glutinous rice, only to see a flutter, a circle of glutinous rice are all burning up, forming a ring of fire around the imp.

"Go!"

Chen Feng eyes a cold, since the other side is to want his life, then he does not intend to keep hands.

He pointed his sword at the kid, and a strange scene appeared. The burning flames all entered the body of the kid, and then the whole body of the kid was burning

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