On the dark street, as Zishou said this, the strange pen actually trembled violently, and at the same time the cold wind blew.
The tourists looked at each other, and their faces changed drastically.
Brother, is that sexy?
Let Bixian do your homework?
This game of magic tricks makes you understand!
At this moment, a red figure slowly appeared in front of Zishou, and the bloody figure was a male evil ghost in red, with a hideous face and a gloomy laugh.
The terrifying momentum gradually increased, and the cold aura swept out quickly.
Everyone's faces changed drastically.
In this kind of game, you must be able to make wishes or ask questions. If you make a wish that Bixian cannot make, the wisher will be attacked by Bixian.
It seems that this immortal was completely angered by this man!
What to do now?
Zishou looked at the evil ghost in blood and said seriously: "Are you the Pen Immortal? Can you realize my wish?"
The last person who claimed to be able to realize his wish was already killed by him, but he didn't expect another one to come.
"I want you to die!"
At this moment, the evil ghost in blood roared and rushed towards Zishou with his hands wide open.
Zishu hid sideways and frowned, "Do you want to kill me?"
The evil ghost in blood said with a grim voice: "Not only will I kill you, but you all have to die here!"
Zishou looked serious and said loudly: "Huang Tang is poured on your mouth. This thing is the most awakening dog. Don't come forward and don't give a bit of sweetness. You want to go up, please don't fight for it. I have a rare soup, now
I will no longer hide this thing. I want to taste it. If you have any flocks, please don’t hide it again. Come with me and give it to the young man.”
Zhu Jin looked question mark: "What does it mean?"
Zishou said, "Come on, urinate him and wake him up. If you have diabetes, don't come up, don't let him taste the sweetness!"
Zhu Jin:...
Everyone:...
"court death!"
The evil ghost in blood roared and rushed towards Zishou, pinching his hands towards his neck.
However, before he could see his son's body, a golden light shot out from Zhu Jin's hand, turning into a rope, quickly entangling the evil ghost in blood, and binding it into a ball.
The evil ghost in blood screamed, his face full of fear: "You... can you beat me?"
Zishou said, "What if it is?"
The evil ghost in blood could not believe it: "Then why do you still want to play this game?"
Zishou said: "Maybe it's for playing with memes!"
Zhu Jin shook the golden rope and the golden light shrank. The ghost screamed in pain, his body quickly shrank, and soon shrank to the size of a puppy.
"Do you want to keep it?"
"No need, this ghost is too weak to ask anything."
"That's true."
Zhu Jin was slightly shocked, and the ghost was scattered and died so hard that he could not die again.
Zishou looked forward to the street leading to the black fog, and there was a systematic reminder that he knew where to go, but he didn't know what else was ahead.
If it is just a ghost of this level, it will not hurt him at all.
Not to mention him, Zhu Jin could flatten the place alone.
"Immortal...Immortal, what's going on? What's the matter here?"
At this time, a man in the suit behind plucked up his courage and asked carefully.
They followed them all the way, knowing that the man in front of them had no malice towards them and was still protecting them.
Zishou raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "This incident has been a big deal, and it has been a big deal in our county. This incident is indeed a big deal, but it is not particularly big. If you want to say it is small, it is not a big deal.
It's not very small, I think this matter is quite big, but it's not very big, but it's not small. Everyone thinks this matter is very big, but I don't think it's that big, but if you want to say it's small, this matter is also
Not small. I have forgotten the specific details of this matter, but the reason behind it is very heartwarming. I have to say that this matter is really a big deal.
I will say a few words about this matter. As for my identity, you can understand it. In short, this matter is now the situation. Everyone can see the specific ones. I have to come up with this identity problem.
Saying a few words, maybe you don’t understand what you hear very well, but the meaning is that. As for my identity, you don’t have to guess if you don’t know. I have seen a lot of things like this. I just want to say that I understand everything.
I don’t explain much if I don’t understand. After all, it’s enough to know it myself, so I’ll take a closer look.”
Man in suit:???
Listening to your basket is like listening to a basket of words.
So what are you talking about?
Zhu Jin's mouth twitched slightly, and even she didn't understand why Chu Jiangyue suddenly became so sexy.
Zishou sighed and said, "Don't leave the team, continue to follow me!"
Darkness enveloped the ancient city, and with the restriction of spiritual consciousness, even Zhu Jin began to be unable to distinguish the direction.
Only the sub-should be prompted by the system and walk forward familiarly.
Everyone followed closely, for fear of accidentally getting lost in the darkness.
Soon the front became a deserted and deserted path, and the black fog on the path became even more intense.
As Zi Su approached, a light footsteps suddenly came from the road.
Step, step, step...
A girl in red walked out, blocked Zishou's way with a smile, and slowly spoke, "Do you think I'm beautiful?"
hiss!
The people behind him suddenly heard the sound of gasping in the air.
Because the woman who blocks the road seems extremely beautiful, if you look closely, you will find that her makeup looks very much like a dead person's restrained face.
Combined with her words, everyone instantly thought of an urban legend: The Rift Girl.
Legend has it that on the streets of an island, a woman will randomly ask a man if he is beautiful. The person who answers that he is not beautiful will be eaten. If he answers that he is beautiful, the woman will open her mouth to the ear and ask again whether she is beautiful.
Most men are killed in a daze.
It's unsolvable.
Zishou muttered in his heart why such a ghost appeared here?
At this moment, the woman smiled again and asked, "Do you think I'm beautiful?"
Zishou said: "I want to use a poem to describe you! Listen, you should keep your hands when you turn your chest and your soul is destroyed. The shadow is surprised, the snow pile is shot, the purple tip is faint,
The dew drops on grapes. It is said that the crispy and condensed, don’t praise the beans, and the jade is moist and the beads are more abundant. The fragrance of powder is so fragrant that the flower spirit is hard to disappear.
At the beginning of the year, the tomb was rising, and it was getting better and better. After seeing the bath, I returned home from the house, covered my silk scarf and embroidered socks and tied them up tightly. I was so funny that I took off my skirt, and I was sucking the sky. Who would suck it?
Like wine. I am happy again, I am left behind for the sweetheart, soaking heavy silk."
After saying that, Zi shook his head and pronounced the words.
The female ghost was stunned for a moment.
What...what does it mean?
Why can't I understand at all?
"Am I beautiful?" asked the female ghost frowned.
Zishou sneered: "The front is not protruding, the back is not curled, the small cover is ridiculous and ridiculous! He also asked me if it is beautiful, what do you say to me?"
"You're looking for death!"
The woman roared, her mouth quickly cracked behind her ears, revealing her sharp teeth.