Under the hill where the Longjia Village Ancestral Temple is located, thousands of ghosts are surrounded. Each of them is full of fierce looks, staring at the villagers on the mountain with resentment, as if they are about to rush up and tear the villagers to pieces!

The wind is shining around, and it is extremely cold, as if it is about to fall frost and snow. There is no ads on the phone. It saves the most traffic.

At this time, the villagers on the hills were already working hard.

They have been holding on for a day and a night.

The ground is full of corpses of poisonous insects or poisonous insects.

In this tragic battle, the insects raised by the villagers were already completely lost.

Seeing the more and more ghosts gathering under the hills, ferocious and fierce, the villagers on the mountain finally felt a sense of powerlessness and a deep sense of despair.

The tired eyes looked at the sky with grief and anger.

An old man with wrinkles on his forehead was as deep as a ravine, and tears flowed across his body. "Can we... be... destroyed by a traitor?"

Suddenly, a cold but extremely nice woman's voice came from the temple. "Don't give up until the last moment."

Under the mountain.

Huang Xiaolong, Ji Yanxue and others are watching the game.

"It's so terrifying... I didn't expect that these ghosts actually summoned so many similar people to attack the ancestral temple of Longjia Village..." Xia Jian said in a trembling voice.

Ouyang Lingling also felt a little shocked, "This... this scene... Uh, have you ever seen the movie from a while ago, the 'Great Wall'... Taotie Monster Besieged the Great Wall... Uh..."

"I said you have a lot of imagination." Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

"Xiaolong... let's go and help the villagers of Longjia Village quickly... The situation is very dangerous now." Ji Yanxue said nervously.

Huang Xiaolong smiled indifferently. "Don't worry. The lonely ghost, the red-clothed evil spirit, the more fierce one is the orange-clothed evil spirit. What a fucking thing, a group of mobs~"

Huang Xiaolong is actually very disdainful of such a battle.

As soon as Huang Xiaolong finished speaking, the ghosts surrounding the mountain began to rush to the hills like a tide! The ghost words roared, confusing people's hearts, and the bloody roars turned the valley into a terrifying Shura hell!

The villagers on the mountain tried their best to release all the insects and poisonous insects in the black clay pot together!

However, after this day and night of hard fighting, the poisonous insects suffered heavy losses, and there was not much left.

About a hundred poisonous insects and poisonous insects rushed towards the ghosts without fear of death, but they were soon submerged.

The number of the two sides is extremely different.

At this time, the villagers on the mountain were already exhausted from ammunition and food.

"Oh" In the temple, the cold female voice let out a melancholy sigh, which was filled with endless unwillingness. "Everyone enters the ancestral temple. It's better to break the jade than to make the tiles. Let's... break it by yourself!"

Some villagers began to cry. Some covered the crying mouths of the baby in their arms and kept comforting them. Some acted to pounce down the mountain...

Just then!

Swallowing ~

Inexplicable! The ghosts and ghosts in the mountains were actually sucked away by a huge suction force like a black hole!

The incident happened suddenly, and all the thousands of ghosts who besieged the ancestral temple of Longjia Village were sucked away, but none of them were left!

All the villagers on the mountain who were thirsty and had a loss of hope were stunned. They couldn't believe their eyes.

I saw Huang Xiaolong closed the lid of the ghost tube with a sunny smile on his face. "Hahaha, this time, I have caught a lot of ghost ghosts. These things are of great use. Refining magic weapons, drawing ghost talismans, and releasing ghost techniques...hehehe~"

Ji Yanxue, Xia Jian, and Ouyang Lingling all looked at Huang Xiaolong in amazement, as if they were ghosts.

"Little... Xiaolong...you...you took away all the ghosts and ghosts? Did you do it?" Ji Yanxue was frightened.

"Of course I did it. OK, we don't have to disguise it anymore." Huang Xiaolong tore off the talismans on his body, and released the aura of a stranger unscrupulously.

Ji Yanxue and the other two also tore off the talismans.

"That's great! Xiaolong! You are simply invincible!" At this moment, Ji Yanxue wanted to hold Huang Xiaolong and kiss her. But soon, she felt shy about her thoughts.

"Xiaolong, let's go up the mountain quickly! The ancestral temple... in the ancestral temple... I... my mother... she... maybe, she is in the ancestral temple..." Faced with his long-lost biological mother, Ji Yanxue, a long-standing gambling expert and the second-ranked hard character in the world of gambling, can no longer control her emotions. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her voice also choked up.

The biological mother is so close!

"Wait~" Huang Xiaolong suddenly smiled. "There is still a highlight."

Just then!

Whoosh ~

Suddenly, a shiver of cold wind blew from far to near, making Ji Yanxue, Xia Jian, and Ouyang Lingling couldn't help but shivered.

When I looked up, I saw a group of yellow-clothed evil spirits, about 2,30, running towards this side quickly along a mountain road.

These evil ghosts in yellow actually carried a larger coffin!

I saw that the coffin was all black, but it was written with blood on it.

"Haha, the ghosts carry coffins, what a big air." Huang Xiaolong's mouth sagged, and murderous aura surged in his chest.

"Mr. Huang, what's this... what's the song..." Xia Jian said tremblingly. What happened today has scared this master of ancient martial arts, who is very skilled and brave.

"Here... this is the so-called ghost mess. Hahaha, the ghosts carry coffins, but they acted very well." Huang Xiaolong licked his lips.

At this time, a group of evil ghosts in yellow carried the coffin nearby and shouted in unison. "Welcome to the Ghost Commander!"

Bang~!!!

The lid of the coffin was lifted off directly!

A man wearing a black Taoist robe, with a horoscope and a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek stood up directly from the coffin. There was a word "女" on the Taoist robe in front and behind.

He held the soul-catching rope in his hand, majestic.

The evil ghosts in yellow clothes carrying the coffin were all so scared that their faces were pale, and their ghost bodies began to shake like sieve chaff.

The sharp-mouthed Taoist glanced at the Longjia Village Ancestral Temple on the hill with his cold and majestic gaze, and finally looked at Huang Xiaolong and others. When he saw Ji Yanxue, he showed a sharp murderous intent in his eyes. "Okay, Miss Ji, you actually escaped the heavy pursuit of this ghost messenger and ran here! Okay, you have the ability! It seems that you have made friends with some strange people!"

"But...hum!" The man Gu Pan proudly, like a proud rooster, announced loudly. "You offend the City God and disturb the Yin and Yang! This ghost man is now verdict, your life is over, and you are now in the body of Gu Er and others, but if you resist, you will never be reborn!"

"Hahahaha" Huang Xiaolong finally couldn't bear it and laughed loudly. "You are a ghost messenger? Are you going to detain our souls?"

"Not bad! I am the ghost messenger in the underworld, the gods in the world!" said the Taoist priest sternly.

"Hahaha~ You are looking for death!" Huang Xiaolong walked over slowly and moved his muscles and bones.

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Chapter completed!