Yang Zimei reached out and picked the peach wood cards that were hung on Huo Wenhua's flesh.
She was unwilling to leave the Tao Mu card to Huo Wendong.
"Master Yang, why don't you give me the peach card?"
Following along the way, Huo Wendong naturally witnessed the role of the Tao Mu brand, and saw that she had taken the peach wood card back.
Yang Zimei didn't speak, but looked at the duplicate ghost aside, because the copy of the ghost followed Huo Wendong and said the same thing.
It seems that it is now copying Huo Wendong.
Or maybe, who is in that body, it will copy who.
However, the expression of copying the ghost at this time is a bit strange. Although it follows Huo Wendong in his mouth, his expression is different.
Copy the ghost and looked at Huo Wenhua's soul, and looked at Huo Wendong, who had attached to the **, suddenly raised his hand and fanned himself fiercely.
Because of the relationship between the same spirit with the ghost, Huo Wendong also felt the hot pain of his cheeks.
"You are abnormal, hit yourself, and hurt me!"
Huo Wendong scolded the ghost with a madly.
Copy the ghost and follow him and say the same thing.
"It's annoying!"
Huo Wendong's impatient way.
"It's annoying!"
Copy the ghost and follow him.
Huo Wendong was even more upset and irritable.
Copy the ghost and did not evade, and he kicked the abdomen fiercely by him.
Then both crouched down at the same time.
The pain of your body is actually connected with the duplicate ghost. Kicking the copy of the ghost is equivalent to kicking yourself.
This annoyed him, and he browed to Yang Zi, "Master Yang, can you help me get him away? I will give you a hundred million yuan in property!"
Copy the ghost and repeat this.
Yang Zi frowned at him.
Huo Wenhua's soul soul, who was still not walking, found that his brother attached his own body, the expression completely changed, he became gloomy, and his heart was faintly disturbed.
"Oh shit!"
Huo Wendong scolded the ghost again.
Copy ghosts naturally respond.
"I don't believe it, there is no way to get rid of you in this world!"
Huo Wendong stared at the copy of the ghost fiercely.
After copying the ghost and repeating this sentence, he suddenly made a move that surprised everyone.
I saw it suddenly bowed his head and hit the stone wall next to it.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, copied the ghost head to break the blood flow, and fainted on the ground.
Huo Wendong only felt that his avatar had exploded, and fainted on the ground.
Because his soul was attached to the ** for less than a minute, he had not really consolidated, and there was no peach wood brand to protect himself. With this collision, the soul came out of the soul.
Go.
At this time, copying the ghost opened his eyes, Huo Di walked to Huo Wenhua, stretched out his hand to pull him, pulled him to his body, and kicked his legs. He actually kicked Huo Wenhua's soul into the body.
Yang Zimei looked at the dramatic scene in front of him.
There is no movement of Niutou, but just looking at the god of death.
"Take him away!"
Death pointed at Huo Wendong's soul, and said with a cold tone.
Huo Wendong's soul woke up and saw that he was locked by a cow head and struggled puzzledly. "How do you catch me? Let me go, I want to be born again!"
"You have been born again!"
Death said coldly to him, "You are dead again!"
"What? How can you do this? I am not dead! I want to be reborn, that body is mine!" Huo Wendong's soul struggled in the rope of the head and horse noodle, and screamed in the whole way.