Zhang Zitao came directly to us with a dagger.

His face was full of arrogance and arrogance, and he looked like a winner, swept across each of us's faces.

Finally, he kept his eyes on me.

My neck was strangled by the ghost spirit, and my face turned red.

But I didn't beg for mercy, and I didn't admit defeat.

As an exorcist, I should have my integrity.

Even if you die today, you will have no complete corpse today.

I will not beg for mercy, nor will I lose the integrity of the exorcist.

Zhang Zitao used the knife in his hand to wipe my face twice, and also made a small hole.

I felt a trace of pain and the blood beads oozed out.

Zhang Zitao raised the blood-stained dagger and licked it in front of me in disgust.

Then he spoke to me:

"Ding Fan, Ding Fan! Why are you not doing well? Why do you want to be an exorcist?"

"Hmph, I won't do it. If I don't do it, how can I kill you..."

I spoke fiercely.

Zhang Zitao was not angry at this time and sneered:

"Ding Fan! Look, can you kill me now?

But no matter what, we are a classmate.

Let me harvest your life!"

"If you want to kill, kill, you have a lot of nonsense.

If I don’t die today, I will definitely want you to die in my hands in the future.”

I held my breath and finished all these words in one breath.

After hearing this, Zhang Zitao snorted coldly:

"Obviously, you don't have this chance!"

After saying that, Zhang Zitao suddenly raised the dagger in his hand, stabbed it at my neck.

"Old, Lao Ding!" Lao Feng raised his head vigorously and shouted with difficulty.

Brother Feng next to me even closed his eyes.

Tonight is destined to be our end.

But I didn't expect that I would die in this old mountain.

I looked at the dagger, which drew an arc in the air.

Under the moonlit night, there is a cold and cold flashing.

If you are stabbed, you will die on the spot.

At that moment, my heart was cold.

Knowing that you may not be able to escape this disaster.

But, I was just unwilling to accept revenge on the master and Taoist Master.

I haven't been able to get rid of the ghost eyes yet, and there is even an agreed dance party, but I haven't participated.

I am smiling bitterly inside, forgot! Just die!

It seemed as if at that moment, I actually accepted death calmly and gave up the final meaningless struggle.

Zhang Zitao, but with excitement.

It seemed as if I saw a sword piercing my throat and the painful expression when I died.

But I, Ding Fan, should not die.

Perhaps the King of Hell didn't want me to report it so early, but at this critical moment, the incident happened again.

Suddenly, the wind in the mountains and forests was shattered.

A wave of pressure like a mountain suddenly soared into the sky and covered all directions.

Not only that, a whistle-by-step whistle came, pointing directly at the sharp blade in Zhang Zitao's hand.

Just as the sharp blade touched my throat, Bai Kuang instantly hit the sharp blade.

With a crisp "clang", the dagger in Zhang Zitao's hand bounced out on the spot.

The dagger drew an arc and pierced straight on the tree pole not far away.

All this came too suddenly, even Gui Sanyuan, who was standing not far away, could not react.

Only after the dagger in Zhang Zitao's hand was knocked down did Gui Sanyuan react.

"who!"

As he said that, he hurriedly walked forward and stood in front of Zhang Zitao to protect him.

Zhang Zitao was also worried that he had just gotten a waste of money, which was not a substantial thing.

It is a pure force, and a force knocks away the dagger in his hand. What kind of skill and Taoism does this have?

Moreover, his arms were also numb by the force just now.

His face also changed drastically, and he didn't care about me, who was a prisoner at this time.

He also stood up and looked in the direction where Bai Bun ejaculated.

The surrounding wind is still whistling "Whoohuh", blowing the surrounding trees to the left and right, and the dead leaves are dancing.

The power of yin and cold emerges from all directions.

It gives people a very strong sense of pressure, which makes everyone present very uncomfortable.

We naturally found abnormalities.

They all turned their heads and looked at the darkness in the distance, but there was nothing there...

Gui Sanyuan looked nervous and stared at the darkness in the distance:

"Friend, I'm a ghost Sanyuan, since I'm here, why bother to hide my head and reveal my tail?"

But as soon as the voice fell, a lively and crisp female voice suddenly came from the darkness in the distance:

"The moon rises and shocks the birds in the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. Such beautiful colors can meet you demons!"

The voice is ethereal and melodious, like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley.

However, when I heard this sound, my heart moved.

The eyes were filled with incredible and shock.

This sound is very distinctive, that is, it sounds very nice.

In my memory, there is a person's voice, exactly the same as one.

Then, was the owner of this voice? Is that female ghost who came back with her?

At the beginning, we all used pseudonyms to deceive each other.

Until the end of the journey through the light gate and the sun is about to return to the sun.

She told me her real name, but the world is vast.

I think after we return to each other, we may never meet again in our lifetime.

But, what surprised me was that I didn’t expect that today, I could hear her voice again here.

This had to make me feel shocked and unsure.

She is very strong, much higher than me, if it was her.

Perhaps today, we still have a glimmer of hope.

I thought silently in my heart, my eyes widened.

I want to see if the visitor was the female ghost who returned to the sun with me.

Before I knew it, my heartbeat began to accelerate, getting faster and more nervous.

And a figure gradually appeared in the dark distance.

The moonlight flows, and then the shadows gradually walk out under the moonlight.

Empty like a fairy, like a clear moon.

The long hair enters the waterfall, the white clothes are better than the snow.

Tall and graceful, with a lotus face.
To be continued...