"Really?"

The ghost stared at Hu Jinglei with sorrow.

Hu Jinglei hurriedly lowered his head, "Yes...... Oh, yes. ”

Compared with before, the appearance of the ghost is much more normal at the moment, and there is even such an evil aura, and he is still a little handsome.

It's just that Hu Jinglei couldn't help but feel chills in his body.

It is like walking in the forest late at night, and the wind behind you is whining wildly.

"Thunder, am I scary?"

Cold, the ghost asked.

Hu Jinglei subconsciously shuddered, and smiled, "No ......"

"Honestly, good."

“…… Yes, Master, You are more majestic now. ”

Otherwise, what would he say?

Do you want him to say, Master, that you have become more beautiful, but it can make people feel like they are seeing a ghost from the heart?

He dared to say that, the ghost must be the first to send him to the hell!

The ghost hooked his lips with sorrow, and the spiritual lines on his face were also flowing, looking very unpredictable.

Suddenly, he looked at Feng Buqi, "Not good! ”

Burst!

It was when the words fell, and Feng Bu spurted out a mouthful of red blood!

Bang Dang!

The crown that was originally held by him with Yuan Li and rotated in front of him fell to the ground.

Rattle.

Blue and white porcelain-like cracks that grow on the flawless crown surface.

Purple mang, scattered.

Brush!

The black power in the ghost saw the operation in his hand, and held the purple mangshi in his hand.

"Master! The crown is fake! ”

Feng Bu lost his spirit, and his face was as pale as a candle in the wind.

Hu Jinglei was also shocked to see him become like this.

Feng Buqi's skin was wrinkled like that of a sixty-year-old man, and after the crown fell to the ground, his black hair turned white at an extremely fast rate.

It didn't take long for him to become a real old man completely.

"Master, help! Master, help! ”

Feng Bu shouted in panic.

His gaze looked at the purple light in the ghost's hand.

It's so full of life.

"Master......"

He struggled to get up, walked towards the ghost, and stretched out his hand, wanting to take the purple mang.

This purple mang deprived him of his essence, and perhaps swallowing it could save some of it.

The ghost saw ripples in his sad eyes, suppressed the hand that was older than him, and said gently: "Chop, it's useless, even if you swallow it, your essence can't be replenished." ”

Feng Bu cut his face and showed pain.

Still, he wanted to give it a try!

Suddenly!

He and Hu Jinglei watched in amazement as Ghost saw sorrow and threw Zimang into his mouth, chewed it slightly, and then swallowed it.

"Master, you ......"

Feng Bu was furious.

Fools like him also understand the intention of ghosts.

This person actually swallowed his essence!

"Chop, this thing is useless to you, but it is of great use to Master. Don't you want revenge? ”

It was the space between the words that changed his face again.

Those spirit patterns suddenly disappeared.

No, it's not gone, it's just sneaking into the body.

All of a sudden, this old man, who was once as old as a dead tree, turned out to be dozens of years younger!

Step on!

Feng Buqi took a few steps back and looked at him in disbelief.

"Chop, your essence is consumed too much, you need to replenish it back, you can use these pills first."

Grunt.

A few bottles of pills were thrown on the ground and rolled to Feng Bu's feet.

"The revenge of the two of you, Master will definitely help you avenge it!"

After the ghost saw the sorrow, his face did not hide his smugness, and he left with a smile on his face.

Inside, it's quiet.

Hu Jinglei had never seen such a miraculous thing, nor had he seen such a terrible ghost, and after the man left, he was really relieved.

gaze, looking at Feng Bu with pity.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Feng Bu slumped to the ground and cried bitterly.