"Pi Jianqing!"

Li Jingran, who had stabilized her body, held the painful waist and glared at me angrily. Her whole body had already started to show a burst of black evil spirits.

"You deliberately grasped me several times. What do you mean? Are you still in love with me?" Li Jingran's angry voice trembled.

The love remains unfinished?

I was stunned for a moment, but I didn't expect Li Jingran to think so, so I quickly said, "Li Jingran, don't think too much, you are the great master of Yuntai Temple, I am just a small character in Xijiang City. How can I control the noble host of Yuntai Temple like you?"

Li Jingran was stunned for a moment, and evil spirits began to appear on his face, so that the Buddha staff he was holding in his hand also began to flow out bursts of dazzling golden light.

"I want you to die!"

After Li Jingran roared, he sent the Buddha stick forward in his hand. The Buddha stick emitted a huge golden light and rushed towards me like a fierce snake.

The one who gave it out with the Buddha's staff was Li Jingran who was holding the Buddha's staff behind her!

Looking at the flying Buddhist staff and Li Jingran, I raised the Mongolian demon sword, mobilized all the power of wood virtue in my body, and prepared to fight with Li Jingran.

brush!

What surprised me was that when Li Jingran was about to rush to me from a distance, he heard a "swipe" sound, and Li Jingran suddenly disappeared in front of me out of thin air, leaving only a little golden light still flashing in front of me.

Where is Li Jingran, disappeared?

I looked around and realized the problem later. The various floors of the ancient tower exist independently, and only the stairs and platforms meet.

Li Jingran jumped to his own space!

Run away quickly, and the crazy woman is about to catch up again. I don’t want to have a meaningless entanglement with the crazy woman!

Before Li Jingran ran to the platform, I quickly ran up the steps, pulled the old man in white who was still touching his head and ran to the fifth floor independent space in one breath.

The fifth floor is an antique wooden house. The house is very simple and full of calligraphy, painting and poetry.

Apart from this, no exception was seen.

Then I turned my head and looked at the old man in white, and asked with concern: "Old man, are you okay?"

The old man in white touched his head with a big bag bulging, turned his head to look at me with a grin, and said, "Young man, what is the one who hit me just now?"

"You're the evil spirit. You're lucky and have my substitute to protect you. Otherwise, you'll be flirting with that moment!" I explained.

"Thank you, young man!"

I felt a little embarrassed, my face turned red, so I looked at the old man's head with concern.

I don't know what the old man's head is. Although he was hit by a staff heavily, his head was not bleeding, but he just bulged a fist high.

The old man in white touched out the ginseng I gave. After Li Jingran hit a stick, the ginseng also shattered and fell all over the ground.

This is my anger. After my anger dissipates, the ginseng will naturally shatter.

"Why is this substitute broken?" the old man in white said in surprise.
Chapter completed!