After all, the tomb is still a little dark. When it comes to the top, the sun is shining and the breeze is whispering. There is less yin energy and the breath is much more comfortable.

Of course, there are other ghosts.

Xie Qiao picked up his soul-summoning bell and started to ring it.

The sound of "Ding Ding Dangdang" is very crisp, completely opposite to the ringtone of the ghost swaying. The ringtone of Xie Qiao makes people feel natural when they hear it.

Some ghosts have already run away.

But the problem is not big. After all, there are many ghosts in this world that are covered with blood. It will be the same if you encounter them later. With such a big mountain, it is impossible to control them all in a formation.

All she could do was to grasp what she saw now.

There are still many ghosts left on the mountain.

Perhaps it was because the ghost didn't expect that the great immortal they mentioned was taken down by Xie Qiao.

"The ones line up, those who are disobedient and want to run away, Huang Fu serves him and thinks hard." Xie Qiao's words are very frightening.

In fact, if there are so many ghosts, it will be quite troublesome to deal with them. They have to waste the blood talisman, but Xie Qiao dares to bet, so these souls dare not go.

Sure enough, after being attracted by Xie Qiao's soul-scrowing bell, these ghosts looked at each other in a glance.

Even if there were two ghosts who wanted to resist, they saw that the other souls were still moving, and knew that their chances of winning were pitiful, they all stayed honestly.

Xie Qiao collected them one by one.

Those who are exposed to blood and those who are not exposed to blood will be treated differently.

The former has a little cold attitude, but when faced with the latter, he is quite tolerant. Of course, it is a little worse than the honest and unprovoked ghosts in the capital.

These ghosts without blood are just... not too late.

After all this hard work, Xie Qiao worked hard for the rest of the afternoon.

My whole body was a little tired, my steps were trembling, I wiped the sweat from my forehead, sat on the stone, and looked at the sky with my eyes.

"Master Mo, I just wanted to say, is there something dirty on your face...?" Xie Pinggang pointed to Xie Qiao's forehead.

"Dirty?" Xie Qiao was stunned for a moment, then reached out and grabbed his forehead.

This catch will grab a piece of "skin".

Everyone was shocked.

When the master came out of the tomb, they noticed the things on the master's forehead. However, the master was busy at that time, so they didn't dare to speak, but unexpectedly, after scratching, the skin fell off directly?!

Thriller.

Xie Qiao's breathing stopped. He hurriedly covered his head, dragged the bamboo basket, and rushed into the pile of weeds that were superior to others.

I staggered, and fell with a "bang".

Zhao Xuanjing was about to support him, but Xie Qiao shouted: "No come here!"

"..." Zhao Xuanjing looked at her small body helplessly, struggled on the ground for a few times, and then got up with difficulty and stubbornness.

Finally, I hid behind the grass, rustling, probably... I've reorganized my makeup.

"Your Highness, is there any disease in the master's skin?" Xie Pinggang frowned and thought for a while, then smacked his lips again, "It doesn't feel like it, can't... she disguised herself?"

"How do you know?" When it was time to be stupid, Xie Qing was actually smarter.

"Aren't you the master's junior brother?" Xie Pinggang was very bold.

"It is normal for a woman to care about her appearance." Zhao Xuanjing said casually.

However, when he said this, Xie Pinggang would only follow this and think to the disadvantages: "Your Highness means... the master is actually not good-looking, or has been disfigured, so he is so hiding?"

What if it is otherwise?

You can't be a great beauty, you can't think about it and have to mess with yourself in such an ordinary way, right?

That's not reasonable!
Chapter completed!