Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

Disbelief was written all over her face.

That's a giant black hand! !

The power is far greater than those small black hands, and they are not even in the same order of magnitude.

But the result...

Lin Xiao was fine.

inside the house.

"Lin Xiao...still standing there..."

Qiao An stared at Lin Xiao with wide eyes, and murmured.

Lin Xiao's face was filled with a bright smile: "Haha, I knew that Master must not be knocked down so easily!! He is omnipotent!!"

"This little celestial master has something."

At some point, the weasel climbed onto the kang, with its front feet behind its back, and opened its mouth slowly.

Don't look at it being so calm on the surface.

In fact, I panicked a lot.

Just the trick that the female ghost showed.

If it hits it, it will definitely die.

What about Lin Xiao?

Unscathed! !

What does this mean?

It shows that the strength of myself and Lin Xiao are not on the same level at all!

Fortunately, I didn't choose to be hard with Lin Xiao before, otherwise...

I guess I'm already dead by now.

Thinking of this, the weasel couldn't help being terrified.

"Daxian, do you think my master hangs himself?"

Liu Qingfeng complacently asked like showing off.

heard.

The weasel opened its eyes the size of mung beans, cast a contemptuous glance at Liu Qingfeng, and said abruptly, "You are a pervert!"

Liu Qingfeng:? ? ? ? ?

This Nima.

Why is he a pervert?

What you said, the lips of the donkey are not right with the mouth of the horse!

192: Ghost clone

The female ghost floating in the air had majestic black energy bursting out from her eyes.

Her anger could be vaguely seen in the dark eye sockets.

"Smelly Taoist priest, how...how did you do it?"

The female ghost's voice was hoarse, dry, and without any emotion.

heard.

A smile flashed across Lin Xiao's face: "Call me Grandpa, and I'll tell you."

"you!"

Hearing this sentence, the female ghost jumped up, black air billowed from her body, "Damn it!!"

Finished.

The female ghost raised her head to the sky and roared.

Followed by.

Her body began to split.

Two, four, eight, sixteen, thirty-two! !

Just the blink of an eye.

She directly split into thirty-two ghosts!

Each of these ghosts has a different aura.

"Ghost clone, this female ghost, is getting serious."

When the weasel saw this, his mung bean-sized eyes were full of fear.

"Ghost clone?"