When Yang Xiaobao looked closely, he found that the shadow had already run under the street light in front.
When Yang Xiaobao saw this shadow, his heart trembled and he immediately sat up straight.
Because he saw that the shadow's whole body was covered with a layer of black energy.
Under the illumination of the light, the black aura seemed to be shrouded in a layer of moths.
Yang Xiaobao didn't hesitate, immediately opened the door and jumped out.
After staying under the streetlight for a while, the shadow began to run out into the darkness.
Yang Xiaobao could tell at a glance that this shadow was waiting for him.
Maybe this is a ploy to divert the tiger away from the mountain.
If Liu Qiaoyun was here at this time, then he could pursue him with complete confidence.
But if he chases him now, Bacuo might leave the villa.
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao stopped.
He shrugged, turned around and walked back to his car.
Yang Xiaobao sat back in the car, took out his mobile phone, and called Liu Qiaoyun.
When Liu Qiaoyun heard that he had seen an evil ghost, he immediately said: "Xiaobao, wait for me over there. I'll go over now."
When Yang Xiaobao hung up the phone, he saw the dark figure reappearing under the street lamp in front of him, as if waiting for Yang Xiaobao to pass by.
Now he can be completely sure that this evil ghost is here for him.
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao calmed down and sat in the car, looking at the black shadow leisurely.
Not long after, a middle-aged woman carrying a bag walked towards us from a distance.
Yang Xiaobao watched the middle-aged woman getting closer and closer to the street lamp.
Yang Xiaobao secretly thought it was not good.
This evil spirit is very likely to haunt this middle-aged woman.
Yang Xiaobao opened the door and got out of the car.
When the middle-aged woman walked under the streetlight, Yang Xiaobao clearly saw that the middle-aged woman suddenly stopped.
Then her body shook, and the black shadow suddenly disappeared.
Yang Xiaobao stamped his feet, knowing that this evil spirit had already possessed the middle-aged woman.
That middle-aged woman was covered with a thick black shadow.
She turned around and walked back the way she came.
Yang Xiaobao had no choice but to chase after him quickly.
He knew that if he didn't catch up, this evil ghost might hurt other people.
The middle-aged woman who was haunted by the evil spirit turned her head, smiled strangely at Yang Xiaobao, and strode forward.
Yang Xiaobao snorted and took out the Lingxiao Mirror from his pocket.
He must subdue this evil spirit as soon as possible.
Otherwise, there will be big trouble.
The middle-aged woman walked faster and faster, and Yang Xiaobao could only speed up to catch up.
Soon, Yang Xiaobao chased him into an alley.
This alley is very narrow, and there are no street lights, making it very dark.
When they reached the middle of the alley, the middle-aged woman saw Yang Xiaobao catching up with her. She suddenly stood there and turned around to look at Yang Xiaobao.
Yang Xiaobao saw her smiling strangely at him.
Then he stretched out his two hands and grabbed Yang Xiaobao's throat.
Yang Xiaobao snorted and slowly raised the Lingxiao Mirror in his hand.
The middle-aged woman took a few steps back in fear, trying to escape.
But it was too late, the spiritual mirror shone on the middle-aged woman, and the middle-aged woman let out a shrill scream.
Yang Xiaobao saw a mass of black air slowly pouring out from her mouth.
After a while, the black shadow was completely torn out of the middle-aged woman's body.
The middle-aged woman fell to the ground with a thud.
The black shadow was instantly absorbed into the Lingxiao Mirror.
Yang Xiaobao took a deep breath, ran over quickly, and helped the middle-aged woman up.
He touched the middle-aged woman's breath with his finger and found that her breathing was a little weak.
Yang Xiaobao felt relieved, and just as he was about to inject energy into the middle-aged woman's body, he felt the air around him suddenly tighten.
Yang Xiaobao frowned.
"I thought I could hang on to you for a little longer, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful."
A faint voice came from behind.
Yang Xiaobao turned around and saw a man wearing black clothes standing there.
What shocked Yang Xiaobao was that this man was actually wearing a mask.
A white mask.
The other party is a Japanese!
Yang Xiaobao grinned and said, "I was just worried about how to find you, but I didn't expect you to fall into the trap yourself."
"Yang Xiaobao, it's not certain who will live or die today."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xiaobao heard a burst of footsteps coming from behind him.
Yang Xiaobao turned around and saw another guy wearing a white mask walking over from the other side.
"Now, you should know who threw himself into the trap, right?" The first guy wearing a mask said with a sinister smile.
Yang Xiaobao sighed, put the middle-aged woman against the wall, and then slowly drew out the short knife.
"Stop talking nonsense and take action." Yang Xiaobao said coldly.
At this moment, Yang Xiaobao's cell phone suddenly rang.
The ringing tone of the phone seems so harsh in this confusion.
"Gee, Yang Xiaobao, don't you want to see who called you?"
Yang Xiaobao stuffed the Lingxiao Mirror into his pocket and took out his cell phone.
It was the call from Xia Chuxia.
Yang Xiaobao pressed the hands-free button.
"Miss Xia, what's wrong?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two masked guys jumped up very high at the same time, and struck Yang Xiaobao with the Japanese swords in their hands.
Yang Xiaobao felt as if his whole body was pressed by a boulder, and it became difficult to breathe.
The cultivation level of these two Japanese people shocked Yang Xiaobao.
"Xiaobao, the security guard in the community told me just now that Bacuo drove out."
Just when Yang Xiaobao kicked off the ground and flew up, he heard Xia Chuxia say this.
Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "I know."
At the same time, the short sword in his hand collided with the Japanese sword of the Japanese man facing him.
The two knives collided together, making a harsh friction sound.
"Xiaobao, what's the sound over there?" Xia Chuxia asked.
Just when Yang Xiaobao came and touched the Japanese sword in front of him, the Japanese sword behind him also reached behind Yang Xiaobao.
Yang Xiaobao snorted and twisted his body to avoid his knife.
The Japanese man who met Yang Xiaobao felt a torrent rushing towards him.
He couldn't help but take a few steps back, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.
"Nothing, I'll hang up now."
After Yang Xiaobao finished speaking, he hung up the phone call to Xia Chuxia.
"Sure enough, I didn't expect your cultivation level to be so high." One of the Japanese people praised.
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said: "Give you a chance, put down your hands and surrender now, maybe I won't kill you."
"Yang Xiaobao, do you think it's possible?"
The man who was beaten back by Yang Xiaobao shouted loudly and raised the Japanese sword in his hand.