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Chapter 6 Flying Sword(1/2)

"It's a lost, lonely old man!"

"Open the door quickly and let him come in and roast the fire."

"The wind outside is too cold and it will cause problems."

Seeing the old man looking pitiful, Pei Rong couldn't help feeling pity and couldn't help but say.

"slow!"

"This old man appeared too strangely!"

"I suspect he is not a human at all!"

Seeing that the two soldiers wanted to open the door under Pei Rong's urging, Pang Yong hurriedly stopped him.

Hearing Pang Yong's words, Pei Rong, who was wearing white fur and noble all over her body, couldn't help but open her eyes wide and asked in disbelief: "How could such a skinny old man who can blow down even the wind be a ghost change?!"

"Pang Yong, you are too cold-blooded, are you?"

"Perong!"

"It's not my cold-blooded!"

"This person's origin is so weird that I have to be careful."

Seeing that Peirong was a little unhappy, Pang Yong hurriedly explained.

"Ghost!"

"Ghost!"

"I have walked thousands of miles, except for the wind, sand and dry bones, I have seen any ghosts!?"

"Besides!"

"We have so many people here, with strong qi and blood. There are also talismans, and the ink dou silk thread closes the door. Even if there are ghosts, they dare not approach it."

Listening to Pei Rong's seemingly complaining, the people around couldn't help but nodded repeatedly.

As Pei Rong said, for more than a thousand miles, not to mention ghosts, even robbers have not seen one of them.

Moreover, they were very prepared this time.

Various talismans were stuck on the windows and doors, and the ground was even more covered with black blood. Not to mention there were no ghosts, even if there were really ghosts, they would not dare to get close.

"this!"

Looking at everyone's inquiring gazes, Pang Yong felt a little hesitant.

save?

Or not to save?

Just as he was hesitating, the old man outside seemed unable to withstand the cold wind, and his body couldn't help but stiffen and fell heavily.

Peirong no longer cared about anything else, took two steps at a time, and came directly to the door.

Pang Yong wanted to stop it, but it was too late. He could only watch Pei Rong open the door, tear open the talisman, and support the thin figure into the wine shop.

No one saw it!

Just as Pei Rong teared open the talisman, the old man's cheeks, covered by his dry hair, suddenly became extremely gloomy.

“So cold!”

"This old man is so cold!"

"It feels like ice cubes!"

"You guys come over quickly and put it on the old man!"



Peirong looked at the old man in surprise, but she didn't think much about it. She had someone pick up the clothes and wanted to cover them.

"cold!"

"So cold!"

Just after the old man entered, the temperature inside dropped sharply. The burning flame suddenly became smaller under the influence of some force.

Pang Yong couldn't help but burst into tears when he saw it.

not good!

This old man must have a problem.

"Perong!"

"Do not to escape!"

"This guy has a problem!"

Just as Pang Yong shouted loudly, the old man's face suddenly turned blue, his eyes became weird, and the bun on his head spread out, growing wildly, and his long hair twisted and entangled like two long snakes, rushing straight to Peirong...

"Old ghost!"

Looking at the old ghost with a fierce appearance, Pang Yong rushed straight to Pei Rong regardless of his own safety.

laugh!

With the sound of iron friction.

The long sword in Pang Yong's hand was unsheathed, and it stood up like a mainstay.

However, those long hairs are surprisingly flexible, not only are they not cut off, but they are like water plants and earthworms.

In the end, we have to tear and snatch it up.

The people next to him then realized.

Several soldiers raised their long swords and cut down their bodies at the old man's head.

But what surprised them!

The old man's body was surprisingly hard. Even if the Burmese sword was cut, it would not be possible to leave a trace of scars.

"Use talismans!"

"Splash him with black dog blood!"

Hearing Pang Yong's reminder, the soldiers rushed to take out the talisman.

The pale yellow talisman emits a faint fluorescence under the stimulation of the yin energy.

At this moment, Pang Yong also bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of pain.

The red blood sank in the air, burning like a flame.

Honey!

Honey!

With a sound like a soldering iron touching the pork, it sounded.

The hair of a living creature was long and twisted constantly. In the end, he even left Pang Yong and fled to retreat.

"Want to run?"

“It’s not that easy!”

Pang Yong leaned forward and slashed the long sword in his hand.

The thick hair was cut off in an instant. Looking at the sword light getting closer and closer, the old ghost in the deep mountains roared in horror, like a monkey, and rushed directly to the beam of the room. The slender and gray hair was even more tangled like a long snake.

And it made a sizzling friction sound.

However, Pang Yong is not an ordinary person either.

Just as the old ghost soared into the air, his feet kicked heavily on the burning bonfire.

Several torches were kicked directly into the sky, following closely behind like flying fire meteors.

The old ghost in the deep mountains could not hide and was hit hard by a torch in his chest. He was already unstable and fell down in an instant.

Fortunately, his hair was wrapped around the beam of the house, so he did not fall down.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Pang Yong, who was standing below, had already jumped high. The long sword with blood in his hand was slashed down with the flow.

The old ghost in deep mountains twisted his body in horror and avoided the sharp edge of the sword. However, the hair on his head was not so lucky.

The gray hair several feet long was cut off by the roots, leaving only two extremely ugly buns, some of which looked like a very ridiculous bun.

!

Looking at the murderous Pang Yong.

At this time, the old ghost in the deep mountains would never dare to test again.

The body kept retreating, trying to escape from the broken window.

Bang!

He smashed the already decaying window frame.
To be continued...
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