On the desktop, the magical music played came to an abrupt end.

The dancing ghost stared at the speaker, listened to Qin Nuo's words, leaned his head slightly, and was silent.

The staff around were clearly working in the offensive hands, but it was not difficult to find that the movements were trembling slightly, and they were afraid of something, quietly setting apart, leaving a sufficient space for the two of them.

The white silk female ghost floated out and witnessed Qin Nuo's operation, with a speechless look: "Do you just like these sexy operations so much?"

Qin Nuo did not respond and continued to stare at the man.

At this time, the dancing ghost started to stare at Qin Nuo, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "It seems that there is no key on you, who is the key on?"

Qin Nuo was about to speak when the dancing ghost suddenly grabbed the former with one hand.

The White Silky Female Ghost had already expected it and took action one step ahead, but there was no triggering condition, just pulling Qin Nou away.

Qin Nuo took out the Night Demon hunting rifle, pointed it at the dancing ghost's head, and shot it decisively.

The bullet hit the dancing ghost's forehead, and the whole head trembled, and the bullet pierced the forehead bone and embedded it.

The dancing ghost raised his head, then raised two fingers, stabbed it into his eyebrows, took out the bullet, bounced it on the ground, making a crisp sound.

"This toy gun is useless."

As the dancing ghost got up, a bad ghost spirit spread out. He stretched out a finger and pressed it on the play button of the old-fashioned speaker.

With a click, the magical music continued to sound.

"From that night to now, there are only three people who touched my speakers. They were all washed clean by me and hung on the door beam."

"You are the fourth one."

A hatch was taken out from his waist, and a cold light flashed on it. The dancing ghost swung his head, his body followed, and his eyes looked at Qin Nuo, as if he had not been carved artistically.

"In beautiful music, art is carried out and art is enjoyed. There is nothing more wonderful in this world than this."

The white silk girl ghost glanced at the dancing ghost and said lightly: "It's such a coincidence, I happen to be an art lover."

The dancing ghost stared at the white silk female ghost, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Oh, then what kind of art is you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Ling immediately rushed out and tightly wrapped around the dancing ghost's neck. The arrogant power of the rules hanged the dancing ghost.

"What an idiot." The white silk female ghost spoke lightly.

But soon, her face moved.

The dancing ghost strangely broke free from the white silk's shackles and rushed towards this side as soon as it landed.

The axe in his hand slashed on the white silk female ghost in an instant.

The female ghost in the white silk retreated rapidly, and the axe blade cut the cloth on the shoulders of the dancing ghost. On the axe blade, there was a strange black flame wrapped around it.

The female ghost in the white silk looked at the broken clothes on her shoulders, and her willow eyebrows frowned slightly.

Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows: "Why is this?"

“It also has the power of rules.”

Another rule ghost.

Qin Nuo frowned, looked not far away, immersed in his music, unable to extricate himself from the dancing ghost, the axe in his hand was swirling with black flames, and his soul was rotating between his fingers.

"According to guess, the ghost at the source of this ghost is basically the old-fashioned speaker." Qin Nuo's eyes fell on the most conspicuous speaker at the first time, which was the only feature of this ghost.

The dancing ghost twisted his body while looking at the white silk female ghost with a stern smile: "Is the power of rules..."

"But it seems that yours is not fierce enough. Your white silk can't kill me, but I can carve your complete ketone body more perfect!"

While he was talking, he waved the axe in his hand, and a staff member who was following him flew out strangely, bringing a bloody spring.

Ignoring the slightest, the dancing ghost suddenly rose up, and all the tables and chairs around flew out in an instant, and documents and papers were flying all over the sky.

The staff screamed in horror and rushed around in panic.

The dancing ghost directly attacked the White Silk Girl Ghost. The axe in his hand made the White Silk Girl Ghost a little awkward and could only escape quickly.

Qin Nuo did not help, but rushed towards the old-fashioned speaker.

The source ghost is the key!

Holding the Night Demon Hunting Ring in his hand, Qin Nuo had just taken action, and the axe in the Dancing Ghost's hand changed direction and threw it towards him.

Qin Nuo suddenly shrank his hand and inserted his axe on the table. He looked at the dancing ghost. The latter grinned: "It's quite smart, but the source ghost is so powerful that you can't even erase the ash on it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the magical music released by the sound waves formed a terrible sonic magnetic field. Qin Nuo ran away before he could react.

The dancing ghost hummed a song from his mouth, pulled out two axes from his waist, and looked at the white silk female ghost: "Some people like to wear jewelry and hang jewelry, and I like to hang beautiful heads around my waist."

The female ghost in the white silk stopped talking. When the dancing ghost started, the white silk automatically rushed up and wrapped around and protected him.

But the power of the rules carried by the axe tore the white silk a few inches apart!

"When I am defeated by your rule, I will slowly tear the white silk apart."

"In this way, you're like..." The dancing ghost smiled: "Butterfly without wings?"

Tear up!

The axe blade was cutting off, and the white silk was torn apart. The sound of silk tearing was particularly clear in the air.

This tearing is like tearing the body of the white silk female ghost, as if bright blood is splattering, making the scalp numb inexplicably.

The dancing ghost no longer cares about the white silk female ghost and destroys the white silk.

The white silk female ghost's eyes gradually became cold. She raised one hand and a bright red appeared on the slender fingertips.

The dancing ghost grabbed the fabric, like a spoil, then glanced at Qin Nuo over there. The latter was calm and sat there without any intention of helping.

"Fly, aren't you going to run away?" The dancing ghost smiled sarcastically.

Qin Nuo was silent and suddenly said, "I think it would be better for you to escape now."

"Don't mess with women, this is a summary of my experience."

When the dancing ghost was still wondering about this sentence, his expression suddenly moved and he noticed something.

He turned around suddenly, and the axe in his hand slashed out in an instant.

But then, a red-clothed plain hand gently touched him, and his movements were gentle, but when he touched, he burst out with extremely domineering ghost power.

The axe was shaken away and cracks spread clearly on it.

The dancer wanted to retreat, but the hand was already around his neck, gently twisting and pushing, and his whole body flew out.

Stopped, the dance ghost's expression changed slightly, and found that his roar bone was completely shattered and his vocal cords were completely destroyed.

His eyes were horrified, he raised his head and looked ahead, and the face of the dancing ghost suddenly changed.

Under the halo of the incandescent lamp, the female ghost wearing a phoenix crown on her head, shining light adorned with it, with silk straps on her waist, a rosy cloak, beautiful eyes, light makeup, and a brand new red skirt extending like a waterfall

Down.

In front of the Tianguan Lock of Marriage, the broken bones are clearly curved, and the eyes are gradually deeper under the eyes shadow. The pupils of the eyes have changed from brown to dark red, and the cold and arrogant feeling has become more and more conspicuous.
Chapter completed!