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Chapter 280 Ghost Whispers

"You went down the mountain to hide in the mortal world, but you couldn't hold the Taoist sword in its sheath and killed a general of a great country. The practitioner became a disciple of a reclusive immortal from all over the world and practiced Baili Hou. The immortal climbed the mountain to seek revenge.

The sword almost killed everyone in the Dao Fa Sect, and your sect leader and master sent you to escape all the way to Donghua Mountain and die!"

As You Gui Lang's body began to tremble slightly, the sneer in Fang Geyu's eyes got even worse.

She always talks a lot, and nine out of ten of her sentences hurt people, and one sentence can even cause someone to die violently!

"Junior Brother Fengqing, you feel that the food on the mountain is not delicious, you are too tired to practice swords and miss home, or there are no women and beauties to accompany you in the simple Taoist room, and it is difficult to sing alone, so you act on your whim, sneak down the mountain, kill people and cause trouble, and cause harm to people.

Are you the one who killed your fellow disciple and killed your senior brother and master?"

Fang Geyu's words were to the point and extremely vicious. Even the title was "Little Junior Brother Fengqing" that was only used by the senior brothers who were friendly and close to each other in those days.

Now when Fang Geyu reads it from his mouth, it really kills people with no more than a nod.

You Gui Lang was so angry that all the yin energy in his body showed signs of boiling and going berserk.

Baili Xianxian burst into tears, and her pale lips trembled due to excessive blood loss: "Fang... Fang Xiaoyu, is your mouth like a knife? Stop talking..."

Fang Geyu ignored her and just smiled: "No wonder this deserted house is full of dead people or living dead, but you just left such a thing behind.

Baili Immortal is a direct descendant of Baili Hou. You are a fierce ghost and cannot go to the Shangqing Immortal Realm. Naturally, you cannot seek revenge from the immortals who have already passed through the tribulation and entered the overseas immortal world.

Fengqing, Fengqing, you have gone through more than three thousand years to become a ghost man, but you have not shown much promise. Apart from bullying women, you will only take out your anger on the trash of the younger generation. It is your destiny to spend the rest of your life.

I can only stand guard in this dark and dark place for that woman."

You Gui Lang's eyes were bloodshot and he said sadly: "Okay! What a eloquent little girl. If I were still angry at this moment, I would definitely be pissed to death by you. No one has been able to offend me like this in many years.

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As soon as Fang Geyu raised his snow-white chin, even his nostrils showed a sense of pride when he looked at people.

"Stop making such handsome statements of a strong man. Isn't it normal for a fool like you, who is so stupid that his ancestral graves are smoking, to be able to roar incompetently when someone steps on him?

What does it mean that her life and death are not up to you? You bitch? You can't even change your own destiny, and you dare to control other people's lives beyond your ability. Did the empress allow you to live a peaceful life, or is your doghouse too peaceful?

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Fang Geyu's eyes were extremely disdainful, as if he was looking at the dregs in the garbage on the ground: "You have been a watchdog for a long time, and you can still develop such pride and self-confidence. How about you, aunt, let me polish your pair of shoes that only know how to poop?"

dog paws?”

Youguilang sneered, his ominous and dark eyes filled with furious flames.

He slapped the small drum on his waist with his palm, looked at her as if looking at a dead person and said: "If I cut your tongue, I'll see how you can still bite people like crazy!"

A strange look flashed in Fang Geyu's eyes. She smiled sinisterly, and her white teeth were so beautiful: "Don't worry, I have bad teeth. I don't bite people or ghosts. I'm just a little corpse with thin skin and tender flesh."

The devil is hard enough."

As the girl's voice fell, a subtle silver ray of light suddenly flashed through the black thread stretching out from her heart.

The light was weak, but it instantly strangled the mist and black energy without a trace.

Yuukiro felt a sharp pain from a sharp blade piercing his index finger, and a cold chill sprayed on the back of his hand, and then it seemed as if something fell to the ground.

Look down.

It was a finger with black nails.

Skinny and shriveled, like the withered roots of an old tree stained with blood.

Yuukiro's face was extremely cold, and his eyes were coldly looking at the silvery white threads from the bloody mouth of the severed finger that returned to the body of the girl in front of him, as if splitting into extremely fine cocoon threads.

The silver-white light rays exuded a powerful and gentle healing light, slowly returning to Fang Geyu's pierced heart. The wound that was pouring out of his heart's blood also healed and stopped bleeding visibly, leaving only a mottled trace of blood in the end.

Red wedding room.

Yougui Lang seemed to recognize the origin of the silver thread, and there was a bit of confusion in his angry eyes. He said in a deep voice: "The thread is gone!"

"Yes, it's just the end of the silk thread." Fang Ge's eyebrows showed no trace of pride, but he still gave people an extremely arrogant and arrogant look.

Because faced with Yuukiro who was feared and trembled by the world, she was freed from the danger of death. The first thing she did not run away was to walk in the direction of Yuukiro with a brisk pace.

The deerskin boots under the red skirt were even more insulting and crushed the amputated fingers on the ground into mud.

And she was saved by him again.

After being able to verify it, it turned out that the thread was really gone, and Youguilang couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.

Silk Fang is a top-quality immortal weapon that is rarely seen in the world. If it can be recognized and refined to protect the heart, with his current strength and cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to completely destroy the heart-protecting immortal weapon.

Not to mention that this silk square is born with the magical power of rejuvenation, the immortal weapon is immortal, and the Youfu is immortal.

What puzzled him even more was that this silk thread was clearly the object of the second place in the Xianling City exam. Why did it appear on this girl in advance?

Could it be that the empress is deliberately partial?

But so what?

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Yuguilang's mouth.

As early as three thousand years ago, he was already crazy.

He is a madman who is worse than a beast and an unreasonable murderer!

He kept his promise and became the gatekeeper for that great man, but that didn't mean that he had to weigh the will of that noble god and be afraid to kill even one person.

"Little girl, your life is very good. As long as you have the silk to protect your life, I can't kill you." Yougui Lang suddenly laughed, and the hoarse laughter looked weird and crazy in the dim space.

"But I can remove your limbs, chop off your head, hang it under the almond tree, release the walking dead in the corpse soil of the earth, and let you watch your body being bitten and then rotting with your own eyes.

In the dirt."

He smiled sinisterly, and a touch of extreme fanaticism suddenly emerged from his expression, as if he had encountered the bloody and cruel scene in advance. When he heard the girl's mournful cry, he said in a hoarse voice: "I will let you know that if you want to die, you will die."

What a hopeless experience it is to be unable to do so.”

Yougui Lang is a fierce ghost who has been practicing for three thousand years. Although he cannot speak and practice the Dharma like some immortals with mysterious Taoism, his words are full of curses that can affect people's hearts.

This is a talent that very few ghosts can cultivate.

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