From the corner of my eyes, I saw Jian Yingyang going to the front of the door. I raised my hand behind me and my palm facing the door.

A little silver light rose in the wind, and it was already dazzling in a few breaths. The sound of a shattered arc sounded "crackling", and a thunder in the palm of the palm hit the door!

"Bang!"

The wooden door burst in response to the sound, and the fine pieces of wood splashed, hitting Jian Yingyang's face, and suddenly felt a tingling pain, and it must have been cut many holes.

The door was shattered, and at first glance, it was still pitch black outside.

"Thunder in the palm of your hand!"

The ghost boy shouted out in surprise, and his eyes looked at Tang Ning with a little more cautious look.

As far as she knows, there are not a few disciples who can condense thunder at such an age in the Taoist sect, but they are almost all of them. Later, they almost all became Taoist sect giants.

Because of knowing this, I feel more and more sure of one thing in my heart, that is, I can no longer let Tang Ning continue to grow!

She had to get the Tang family modi as soon as possible and take the person back and hand it over to her master.

Noticed that a figure was about to rush out of the door, the ghost boy jumped up and crawled quickly on the roof.

He stretched out his hands and suddenly hugged Jian Yingyang from behind!

The slender and black arms were holding his neck and hung on him like a koala.

The sticky and cold breath hit his face. Jian Yingyang opened his eyes wide open, his face full of fear, and his steps stopped instantly.

He can accept that there are ghosts in this world. Although he is afraid of ghosts, he can only give a few more hints in his heart and appear in another form as a human being.

But these are all based on the premise that you have not had close contact with them!

The moment the coldness penetrated the clothes and touched the skin, he screamed wildly, hurriedly grabbed the hand that was tying his neck. There was only one thought in his mind, which was to pull her off.

“Wow ~”

A hoarse laughter rang in his ears, as if mocking him for being overestimated.

"Dangning, save me, I don't want to die!"

Under the dim lights of the classroom, a girl four or five years old, covered in black was hanging on Jian Yingyang's back. Her slender arms were beyond the length of a normal child. She was strangling his neck tightly and pressing his head back little by little.

The cold eyes seemed to stop until his neck was broken.

After shouting for help, Jian Yingyang was speechless. He was afraid that the ghost child would break his neck, so he could only lean his waist back, hoping to relieve the suffocation.

He heard the "cracking" sound of his waist bones, felt the tearing pain, and leaned back to his head, and could see Tang Ning's figure from the corner of his eyes.

Jian Yingyang's face turned red, and he felt extremely uncomfortable when he couldn't breathe and was about to suffocate. He could not shout, so he could only wave his hand to release a distress signal.

When the skin on Gui Tong touched Jian Yingyang, it seemed to turn into a pool of liquid, and it gradually stuck to him, just like what grew out of his body.

The ghost boy turned his head and looked at Tang Ning with his dark eyes: "Do you want to save him? If you want to, hand over Mo Di."

In her eyes, since Tang Ning asked this person to leave first, he must be concerned about his life and death.

If you can easily get the ink flute, who would be willing to go through a lot of trouble and work hard?

Unexpectedly, Tang Ning did not play according to the rules at all.

Looking at Jian Yingyang who was bent over, his fingers moved and seven copper coins flew back to her hands.

If the ghost boy is on him, he will use him to threaten him, and there will be no danger without copper coins to protect him.

Besides, the biggest danger is already on him, so what else is scary?

"In no mood."

Tang Ning spread his hands and his shoulders, and said disrespectfully: "If you suck his essence first, you can do it directly, don't worry about me, but if you can sway your body, I have never seen a scene of a ghost boy sucking the essence of a living person."

Jian Yingyang stared at Tang Ning with wide eyes, completely unable to believe that she would say such things.

At this moment, he looked painful, as if he was washed up on the beach by the waves and stranded fish. He opened his mouth wide and stretched out his hands behind him with difficulty, as if he could seize the last hope as long as he moved forward a little further!

He struggled to the death and made a difficult call for help: "Save, save me!"

She was able to force the ghost boy back before, and as long as she was willing to take action, it would be fine to save herself.

"Don't you Taoist disciples like to save the world and save people. Do you care about unfair things? Why is it that this living life unwilling to save?"

The ghost boy stared at the expression on her face, trying to see some suspicion, to tell whether Tang Ning really doesn't care or pretends not to care.

"You may not know me clearly enough. I am different from most Taoist disciples. I like to eat, drink and have fun the most, don't like to meddle in other people's business, and don't care about the life and death of strangers."

Tang Ning turned his hand on Wei Yun's face, and a frivolous smile rippled beside his mouth, like a female hooligan teasing a handsome boy.

"Otherwise, why would you bring your boyfriend in to find you at this time?"

Wei Yun listened to her words, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, which made Tang Ning tremble in his heart. He wouldn't be too much of a play!

He quickly turned his face away and looked at the ghost boy: "So, for him, whether to kill or let him go, it's up to you."

The ghost boy looked at the man beside her. This person appeared very much with Tang Ning, but since he entered the house, he had never said a word.

Even though many evil hands attacked them just now, he did not do anything, as if an ordinary person was scared, and he could easily feel the breath of living people on him.

Therefore, in her eyes, Wei Yun is just an ordinary person with a relatively bravery.

How could you be less courageous when you are with a Taoist disciple who catches ghosts and evil spirits?

The ghost boy looked at the window behind her, and suddenly showed a cold smile on his face. The force in his hand suddenly increased, and he almost believed her words.

“Uh~uh~”

Jian Yingyang could no longer make a complete sound, and the lit incandescent lamps on the ceiling became more and more blurred, because of suffocation.

He knew that consciousness was gradually losing, and although his heart was filled with fear of death, at this desperate moment, he still hoped that someone could extend his hand to save himself!

Looking at his painfully struggling face, his waved hands slowly lowered, and his body that was gradually softening and slid, Tang Ning sighed silently in his heart.

If you don’t help, Jian Yingyang will be strangled to death by her even if he won’t be sucked by the ghost child!

The thunder in the palm of the ghost child was swung out with the ghost child on his back and flew towards the ghost child.

The generous light shone brightly throughout the classroom, making everyone subconsciously close their eyes.

Jian Yingyang looked at the white light in front of him, his face became relaxed, his mouth raised, and a faint smile hung on his face.
Chapter completed!