"Aren't you afraid?" Feng Guiwan slightly narrowed her remaining left eye. In the beadless eye socket on the right side, there was a snake biting and twisting in the socket, which made people's scalp numb. Ordinary people saw her like this
He looked so scared that his liver and gallbladder would burst with fear. Why was Feng Jingyun not scared at all?
Feng Jingyun took out a jade pendant from his sleeve pocket and placed it on the table.
At this time, Murong Che's ghost also noticed that Feng Jingyun was in danger. He transformed a long sword in his hand and fought fiercely with four "ghosts". However, he couldn't get out of the formation and couldn't get away from the four "ghosts".
' was so entangled that I had no choice but to fight with him.
Feng Guiwan glanced coldly at the jade pendant on the table, "The ghost in the jade can't save itself, so don't expect him to save you."
"Who said I could count on someone to save me?"
"Why are you so calm if you don't expect anyone to save you?"
"If you don't rush over, are you afraid that I have some magic weapon to cure ghosts?"
Feng Guiwan was really scared. Because there was a male ghost next to Feng Jingyun, there was no guarantee that she wouldn't have prepared some magic weapons to cure ghosts in advance.
Jingyun took out a talisman bag from his sleeve pocket and said, "This talisman bag has imprisoned Murong Che's ghost before. If I want to imprison you, it should be possible."
"Hmph, you don't know the spell to capture ghosts, and I won't automatically put it into the talisman bag, so it's just a waste." If it were just a talisman bag, then Feng Jingyun would be dead.
After taking a look at Feng Guiwan, Jingyun thought for a while and said calmly, "It is said that ghosts cannot touch physical objects in their early stages. You, a fierce ghost, must be able to touch real objects in the world."
"Yes, I can strangle you to death." Feng Guiwan lost the last of his patience, his hands were like claws, and with a sharp howl from his mouth, he rushed over, "Feng Jingyun, I want your life!
"
Feng Jingyun threw something out of his hand and covered Feng Guiwan's ghost.
"Ah, the red underwear I wore!" Gui Wan's ghost let out a shrill scream, and the whole ghost quickly dissipated like a deflated rubber ball.
"Yes, if a ghost is covered by the red underwear he wore, that means he will never be reincarnated." Feng Jingyun tilted his head and looked at her, "Originally, I heard about this, but now, you can verify it.
It's on you." He sat up straight and his tone became pleasant again, "Fifth sister, you're unlucky, I just have a pair of red underwear that I changed out of, so I'll reward you with it. You can just dissipate into the air with peace of mind."
Puff... Puff... Puff...
Feng Guiwan's soul made a deflating sound, and within a short time, it was completely gone.
Feng Jingyun poured herself another cup of tea and sighed, "I didn't want to either. You took great pains to hate me and scare me, but you didn't even scare a hair on my head. Fifth sister, you actually burped so completely.
It's so unworthy... You should be a little more fierce... a little more scary, at least scare me to death, and you should burp your farts again."
He took a sip of the tea in the cup and saw the clear jade pendant flickering, feeling that he seemed to be in danger.
Jingyun doesn't know Taoism or spells, so it would be great if Jun Mo Shang was here. Thinking that Jun Mo Shang knows the soul-destroying technique, he probably knows how to do it.
She frowned slightly, holding Che's jade pendant in her hand tightly, "Murong Che, I don't know how to help you, so don't let anything happen to you."
Murong Che, who was trapped in the formation, realized that Feng Jingyun's crisis was over. He put down the huge stone in his heart, and his clear eyes swept over the four 'ghosts' one by one.
