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Chapter 180: Not Weak Ninth Uncle - Master Ren

“So many ghost fires!!!”

Ren Tingting was frightened by the horror scene in front of her, and the cup full of hot water she was holding also came out of her hand.

When he was about to fall to the ground, he naturally caught it and placed it on the ground.

"Almost spilled"

While bent down, Cao Yi took his hand back and sat down calmly.

At the same time, Ren Tingting also sat on the ground, just sitting down.

Mr. Ren, who was sitting next to him, looked ugly despite his knowledge.

At this time, a vague crying sound like a woman came from the ghost fire, making people creepy and goose bumps suddenly.

At the same time, a gust of cold wind blew in from outside, blew the candlelight that had been lit in the temple and kept shaking.

"There's a ghost"

"Help"

...

A burst of exclamations came from the guest room.

The servants of the Ren family were also frightened.

"Dad, I'm afraid..."

Ren Tingting's face turned pale and her teeth creaked.

She was sent to study in other places since she was a child, and when did she see such a scene?

"Don't be afraid, yes, dad is here"

Mr. Ren tried hard to squeeze out a look of no fear, but was betrayed by the trembling and stuttering voice.

He has seen many demons and monsters at such an old age, but this is the first time he has such a big battle like today.

Cao Yi reached out and picked up a steamed bun from a plate, and ate it slowly with pickles.

"Dao, Taoist priest?"

Ren Tingting wanted to speak but stopped.

Mr. Ren was also a little confused. The ghosts and monsters hit the door, and this person was still in the mood to have a meal.

"I can't finish my meal in a while, so I'm worried that the master will resist it for a while."

Cao Yi said, reaching out and grabs the Thousand-year Peach Wooden Sword from the dark side (actually called out from the purple gold and red gourd) and throws it to Mr. Ren.

"You let me resist?"

Looking at the peach wood sword standing in front of him, Master Ren had the urge to curse.

There are so many ghost fires outside, maybe there is a long-lasting old ghost in the mountain manipulating it, and even if Lin Jiu comes, it may not be possible. This little Taoist priest actually asked him to take this broken peach wood sword into battle. Isn’t this going to kill himself?

At this time, a ball of green ghost fire as big as a fist appeared at the door, fluttering constantly, as if he was ready to attack.

With its arrival, the ground at the door was covered with frost and spread little by little towards the temple.

Mr. Ren couldn't sit still, so he grabbed the peach wood sword and stood up. He stared at the door with a cautious look on his face.

"Master, my father can't do it."

Ren Tingting looked nervous and anxious.

"Have a meal"

Cao Yi just said two simple words and started eating on his own.

Ren Tingting bit her lip and looked at her father, worried and scared.

The green ghost fire seemed to have lost patience and rushed in directly.

Mr. Ren, who was powerless and full of fear, had the ability to resist. When the thousand-year-old peach wood sword in his hand was stabbed out, he almost broke out because he didn't hold it tightly.

The green ghost fire eyes were about to pounce on Mr. Ren, and someone had an idea, a trace of masculine grass and wood aura belonging to the thousand-year-old peach wood sword suddenly appeared, hitting the green ghost fire, and the green ghost fire retreated more than two feet on the spot.

Master Ren, who was so nervous that he closed his eyes, waved the Thousand-year-old peach wood sword randomly. The green ghost fire was cut twice in a row, shaking around like he was drunk.

Mr. Ren subconsciously stabbed him again, and impermanently stabbed the green ghost fire.

With a rapid sound of fried beans, the green ghost fire exploded and fell to the ground, turning into a piece of black residue.

Hearing the movement, Master Ren opened his eyes and saw the black scum on the ground, looking confused.

"It's a neat move. OK, if Mr. Ren entered Maoshan back then, he wouldn't be worse than Lin Jiu."

Cao Yi praised while eating steamed buns.

"Dad, you are so awesome!"

Seeing that his father extinguished the aggressive ghost fire in just a few seconds, Ren Tingting's eyes were filled with little stars.

Mr. Ren has always been envious of Lin Jiu, who can drive away ghosts and beat zombies. Seeing that he also had such talent, he couldn't help but feel proud and smiled reservedly, saying, "When I was young, an old Taoist priest passed by his doorstep and held my hand and said, "Child, the old Taoist sees your bones, and is extremely talented. He is a rare Taoist genius. I am very moved at that time and want to follow the old Taoist out for a while. I don't want my father to object, saying that the old Taoist is a liar and asked his servant to kill the old Taoist priest away. Otherwise, there would be Lin Jiu's affairs in Renjia Town."

With your qualifications, the old Taoist is probably a liar.

Cao Yi put down the steamed buns and said seriously: "The new ghost fire at the door has been handed over to Mr. Ren."

Master Ren looked outside and his face turned pale.

Five more ghost fires appeared at the entrance of the yard, each of which was twice as big as the ghost fire just now.

Ren Tingting was anxious: "Dad, don't show off, please return the sword to the Taoist priest."

Cao Yi did not wait for Mr. Ren to speak, and said with a smile: "The ghost fire just now, Mr. Ren easily defeated the five. It took only a lot of trouble at most, right? Master Ren?"

When Mr. Ren was obscene, he could still dominate Renjia Town for twenty years. He was definitely not a brainless person. He forced a smile and said, "If you were younger, with the Taoist priest's peach wood sword, these five ghost fires would be cleaned up, which is a pity."

Cao Yi interrupted Mr. Ren: "It's not a big problem to persevere until I finish my meal, right?"

Mr. Ren had the urge to knock Cao Yi's head with a peach wood sword for a hundred times.

I just brag and enjoy my mouth. This little Taoist priest is too bad and I have to kill myself before I can stop.

Swish... Five green ghost fires seemed to have arrived at the command, and flew in at the same time, illuminating the entire temple to dark green, and the temperature also dropped geometrically.

The resentful crying sounds filled the entire temple.

“So cold”

Ren Tingting shivered coldly.

When exposed, many goose bumps appeared on her fair and fair neck.

Mr. Ren turned his head and glanced at his daughter, gritted his teeth, and rushed forward.

Five green ghost fires launched an attack at the same time.

Mr. Ren waved the thousand-year-old peach wood sword like he had just happened.

The five ghost fires were obviously manipulated and they easily avoided them.

Master Ren's heart was shocked and he was about to give up.

Unexpectedly, the five ghost fires scattered and attacked Master Ren from five directions. Moreover, the speed was very fast.

Mr. Ren subconsciously waved the thousand-year-old peach wood sword.

Another idea was someone. The masculine grass and wood aura inside the Thousand-year-old peach wood sword was activated, and the whole body turned into a crystal green, constantly emitting green light.

The five ghost fires seemed to be trapped in the mud, and their speed became extremely slow.

A burst of fried beans and five ghost fires burst one after another. They landed on the ground and turned into a few black pieces of fragments.

Mr. Ren's waving stopped, looking at the fragments on the ground, and then at the glowing peach wood sword.
Chapter completed!
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