The Ghost King, who has been sleeping for two thousand years, has now evolved into a ghost-like soul and a stiff body. However, because the formation's original expiration time has not yet reached, the soul-body separation has not yet occurred.
At this time, Liu Duoduo was completely stunned by having her neck pinched like this.
But I quickly came to my senses, hum! It’s just a little girl, what can you do to me!
Just as he was about to fight back, Liu Duoduo picked him up by the neck and threw him out, causing the lid of the coffin to lift.
The ghost king who draws parabolas in the air has a short circuit in his brain. Why is this special girl's script different from what I imagined?
I shouldn't have uncovered the coffin when the time came, completed the separation of my soul and body under the moonlight, and then rushed to the nearest village to kill everyone, leaving only one person to watch the whole process of my pretense, using blood to declare my return, and finally
Are you going to seek revenge from those Taoist priests?
The difference between reality and imagination is so small!
With a bang, the Ghost King came into close contact with the earth. Liu Duoduo also fell from the sky and stepped on his back with one foot.
"Brother, isn't this thing too inferior? I thought I could have a good time playing with it, but I didn't expect that it looked quite big and turned out to be an embroidered pillow."
The Ghost King is about to cry, what an embroidered pillow! Don’t you know that it is very impolite to break into someone’s house while they are sleeping and sneak them out indiscriminately?
The CD hasn’t cooled down yet!
But no one cared about his thoughts. Under the bright moonlight, you could get a rough idea of the Ghost King's appearance.
Wearing a heavy armor made of bronze and a helmet that has grown patina, not only that, there is also a five-foot-long sword hanging on his waist, which is a very typical general's attire.
The old man took out an ancient book, compared the illustrations and descriptions in the book, and said to Liu Bufan:
"Sir, this ghost is the one recorded by the sect. Please forgive me."
Liu Bufan looked at Jiang Waner:
"Honey, don't you want to see a ghost? Isn't this here?"
Jiang Wan'er took out a flashlight and looked at the Ghost King, then looked disgusted:
"Husband, why is this thing so ugly? Look how cute my little devil is."
Only then did the Ghost King notice everyone's conversation, and then he went crazy in his heart. Zu An, no matter how you say it, Lao Zhi was also charming and suave in those days, loved by everyone, and all the seven aunts and eight aunts in the village said he was a pretty young student! Why did he become such a beautiful young man in your mouth?
How ugly!
He was so angry that he tried to stand up and argue with Jiang Wan'er, but the force on his back was too great and he couldn't exert any strength at all.
Liu Bufan waved his hand to Liu Duoduo:
"Let him go, I think he seems to have something to say."
Liu Duoduo kicked him in the butt:
"stand up."
The Ghost King felt that the restraint behind his back had disappeared. He stood up and rubbed his neck. This little girl was too energetic!
Then he looked around at the crowd and said in a hoarse and pretentious voice:
"If you let me go, aren't you afraid that I will attack you?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Duoduo laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up:
"Hahaha, I just learned a sentence, do you think you are very humorous?
Come on, come on, pick anyone here, as long as you can hurt anyone, we will let you go.
Brother, do you think it’s okay?”
Liu Bufan nodded, saying that the idea was great. The old man was a little worried, "Don't, I can't beat him!"
But Liu Bufan gave him a reassuring look.
The Ghost King's eyes rolled around as he analyzed the situation at the scene:
First of all, the guy with his hair combed like a dog's lick is probably the weakest, and his brain is probably a little abnormal. This carbon-based creature wearing normal clothes should not be able to do it.
The woman wearing black armor next to him looked very untouchable, and the armor alone was not that simple.
On the surface, this old man seems to be a monk in the Qi refining stage, but maybe he was practicing Qi before the fight, and he might transform into a god after the fight!
As for the aunt behind me, she’s so damn cute, I only chose her because I had an idea!
Finally, Ghost King Tian shamelessly pointed his finger at Zhang Liuyi who was eating a lollipop:
"This is what you said! You can choose anyone! Then I will choose this little Taoist boy!"
Zhang Liuyi looked at the Ghost King in front of him and pointed at him, and said in a sweet voice:
"Master, does this ugly monster want to fight me?"
When the Ghost King heard the names between them, he was like, damn! This kid is actually the disciple of this old guy! And he doesn’t have the slightest fear in front of me, so he must have a lot of strength hidden in him! I can’t fall for you!
So before the old Taoist could answer, the Ghost King waved his hand:
"Being a ghost also has a bottom line, why would I choose a child?
That guy in slippers! It’s just you, that’s right, it’s just you, whatever you’re looking at, stand up and I’ll challenge you to a duel!”
Upon hearing this, everyone else took a step back in unison, and the old man gave the Ghost King a thumbs up, Bullfrog, I respect you for being a real man!
When the Ghost King saw the old Taoist's gesture, he thought he had made the right choice. After all, he could not see any trace of cultivation from the strangely dressed man in front of him, nor did he feel any threat.
In his eyes, Liu Bufan is an extremely ordinary mortal, and there are still a few weaklings. As the saying goes, the weak persimmons are picked, so Liu Bufan, the weak persimmon, was picked.
come out.
But there is another old saying: a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength.
Facing this mortal, in order to avoid the non-existent possibility of overturning, the Ghost King added:
"My skill cooldown has just expired. I'll fight later. I'll level up first!"
Liu Bufan just looked at him indifferently without saying a word.
Then the ghost king closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and the whole ghost was enveloped in a cloud of black energy.
From Liu Duoduo's perspective, the ghost king in black energy quickly took off his armor, wearing only a pair of shorts, and then a ray of solid soul emerged from his body.
This soul took out the makeup box, tinkered with the body that was only wearing shorts, and arranged all the contact lenses, manicures, and fangs. After taking a final look with satisfaction, he put the armor on his body again.
After completing these actions, the solidified soul took out the mirror and looked at his appearance. Maybe he felt that he was not arrogant enough, so he put on makeup and eyeshadow for himself, then nodded with satisfaction and stretched out his hand.
Swish, the black energy disperses:
"Ha ha ha ha…"
"Ha ha ha ha…"
Two voices came from the mouths of the zombie and the ghost king respectively, and they had a feeling of left and right channels.
"You shouldn't have waited for me to complete my evolution!"
The Ghost King shouted:
"Go! Get me this mortal's head!"
The body that had turned into a zombie obeyed the order, pulled out the sword, and slashed straight at Liu Bufan!