"Is this the only way Ankangshan can do it? If you can't persecute your own son, now you are sending someone to kill me?" Shi Huan raised his eyebrows and looked at the man dragging him out of the car with disdain: "How much does he give you? I can do that.
Out double.”
Several grown men looked at each other, and finally the leader sneered, stretched out his hand and pushed Shi Huan: "You are so young, you are uttering wild words here."
Shi Huan staggered and was speechless: "Why are you so rude?"
"Eh? Why are we so rude?"
The leading man wanted to yell at Shi Huan some more, but the man behind him grabbed his arm: "Brother, what nonsense are you talking to her about? The mission given to us by Mr. An is to kill her, that's all!"
Otherwise, we would say that Ankang Mountain is a waste.
No matter how he said it, he was still the chief disciple of Xuanmen with spiritual power, but Ankangshan sent seven or eight ordinary people to intercept him on the road.
It's really funny.
"Do you just want my life? There's nothing else to do, right?" Shi Huan also asked them all.
Several people were shocked by Shi Huan's calm and composed appearance, and nodded along with Shi Huan's words.
After nodding, he realized that he didn't need to answer her question. The leading man was a little angry: "Why are you talking to her so much nonsense? Hold her down!"
Then two men appeared behind the leading man and wanted to step forward and suppress Shi Huan. When Shi Huan saw this, he stopped pretending and stood up quickly with his hands on the ground and quickly backed away with his toes on the ground.
The men who originally came to arrest her did not expect to catch the person. Instead, they watched the person run far away. The two people who arrested the person looked at each other: "Did you see how she got there?"
The other person also shook his head in confusion: "I don't know, I didn't see it."
Shi Huan stood there and smiled: "Don't you want to make a quick decision and kill me?"
She also tilted her head meekly: "Come here."
"You little bitch!" The leading man was irritated and angrily kicked the butts of the two men who were going to arrest them: "What are you two doing?"
"No, boss. She is a ghost. She floated over just now out of nowhere!" One of them pointed at Shi Huan with a look of horror on his face and said to the man.
The leading man raised his foot and kicked him again. As a result, there were two conspicuous footprints on the man's pants, which was very embarrassing.
Shi Huan originally stood there so that he could watch the show at leisure, but for some reason he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and then he stopped playing.
He ran in front of everyone.
This time everyone saw clearly that Shi Huan had teleported here, and everyone's expressions turned bad. But before they could make any move, Shi Huan knocked him unconscious one by one.
When there was only one person left, that person trembled for a long time and chose to faint by himself.
Shi Huan stood next to a group of fainted men, his eyes clear and clear, with a hint of seriousness that he did not usually have.
"Who is pretending to be a ghost?" She subconsciously transformed into a spiritual whip and stood on the deserted path all around, like an open sword, standing between heaven and earth.
But I heard a "clucking" sound. There were men and women. It sounded a bit ethereal, not like the sound that a real person could make.
When Shi Huan opened her eyes, she was suddenly greeted by a gorgeous face in front of her. She was frightened and took half a step back.
As Shi Huan took half a step back, that pretty little face looked a little heartbroken, and then it changed slump, suddenly turning into a green mouth, fangs, and a black complexion.
"Ghost? Or a fierce ghost?" Shi Huan was completely shocked. It had been a long time since she had been down the mountain and she hadn't encountered a ghost like this.
She took a few steps back and threw out her spiritual whip.
To be honest, there is a specialization in the arts, and she has always been better at talismans and seals. It is not something that can be solved by any evil ghost. Although there is not much difference, it is like a mountain separated by two lines!
She was thinking of countermeasures while observing the Li Gui's movements.
The Li Gui's green-faced and fanged appearance persisted for less than half a minute, then disappeared again, and then turned into his pretty appearance again. When he just changed back, he looked around at a loss.
Finally, Shi Huan's position was locked.
She smiled softly at first.
Then it gradually turned into a green-mouthed fang, and wanted to pounce on Shi Huan.
Shi Huan didn't know how to face her, so he could only whip her with a spiritual whip. Seeing that she was not afraid of the ghost, he then used the Wu Gou Sword.
When Wu Goujian was just pulled out of the body, the sword was so bright that the female ghost couldn't open her eyes for a while. She first raised her arm and waved the dazzling light.
Finally, she became a little angry, and her green eyeballs were filled with red bloodstains.
"Ah——" She first let out a fierce scream, and then rushed towards Shi Huan: "Roar!"
She seemed to have a throat contusion and was unable to utter a single sentence, but her anger could be heard in every single syllable.
Shi Huan felt sad in his heart, I didn't do anything, why did I encounter this devilish thing?
When Wu Goujian was about to stab him, the ghost suddenly changed his body shape.
Shi Huan was startled and quickly retreated, but his retreating steps were too hasty and he almost sprained his feet.
However, he was blocked by a hand to avoid the physical pain. Shi Huan quickly stood up straight and thanked this kind person: "Thank you so much."
"It doesn't matter, this is our mission, and it's because of our carelessness that we let the ghost go. It's our fault that the lady was frightened." It was a neutral-dressed woman with a low hoarse voice.
She was wearing a clean jacket, which looked nothing like the clothes a ghost exorcist would wear.
But she also held a mahogany sword in her hand. This kind of cheap sword was usually only seen in books, but she had never seen a real mahogany sword.
It felt a little strange for a while, so she hid on one side to ensure her own safety, and then observed how this neutral woman fought against this fierce ghost.
"Fangxiang, just surrender and capture him! Stop struggling in vain." The mahogany sword stabbed at the beautiful female ghost. Although it was a mahogany sword, it was far inferior to Shi Huan's Spirit Whip and Wu Gou Sword.
It's much easier.
Shi Huan saw that the androgynous woman had just eaten the mahogany sword, but the female ghost did not make any extra moves, but collapsed directly to the ground, covered her face and started screaming in pain.
Although it could only produce a single syllable word, Shi Huan always felt that his voice was changeable, which made anyone who heard it feel painful and miserable.