Chapter 1370: I'm Fierce and Afraid of Ghosts (25)

The slender figure first showed a straight silhouette from Xia Ling's side.

Then, Lin Yan, dressed in a gray robe, walked out of the stairwell.

He wears black handmade cloud climbing boots on his feet, a retro style, which seems to be out of place in this era, but with his gray robe, it doesn't make people play at all.

Xia Ling's hand holding the talisman loosened.

Unconsciously, she was sweating all over, looking at Lin Yan's handsome side face, Xia Ling felt the indifferent aura from Lin Yan's body, and instantly confirmed that this was not some ghost disguise, but Lin Yan himself.

"Master! There you are. She called out naturally.

"Hmm." Lin Yan responded.

Xia Ling's gaze retracted, and she looked at the two ghosts on the side.

The big-headed ghost with an orange-red hard hat, the plasma on that end and the cracked helmet were glued together, poking his head out of the floor, and put on the most hideous smile at Xia Ling, and there was still half a brick on his head, which was terrifying and bloody with a hint of funny.

The other, Xia Ling has never seen.

The black qi on this powerful ghost is heavier than that of the big-headed ghost, his neck is like a noodle pinch, the grimace of a monkey with a sharp mouth, the neck is long and sticks out, and it is coiled several times like a snake, and he spits out his long tongue at Xia Ling and licks his face.

The long tongue passed, and the whole face was mush, like a face made of licked scraps of paper.

"Big girl! Since you don't listen to ...... good talk," the big-headed ghost smiled and climbed onto the roof little by little.

The two ghosts fit together on the edge of the floor, surging towards Xia Ling like a wriggling liquid.

Lin Yan is such a big living person, these two ghosts seem to be invisible?

Xia Ling wasn't very afraid of these two stupid ghosts, judging from her breath, the noodle thin ghost she had never seen seemed to be the one she dangled down the stairwell with insufficient IQ.

If it weren't for the terrain not being very suitable for Xia Ling, Xia Ling would not be so cautious, she has a talisman, seize the opportunity This kind of ghost, one at a time, what is there to be afraid of?

However, the original prudence was when he saw Lin Yan there, and Xia Ling's heart was a hundred in his stomach.

These two ghosts are really spread out today, what is the concept of the eight-character extreme yang?

How much the ghosts like Huo Ran, who is extremely yin, how much they hate Lin Yan who is extremely yang.

Lin Yan of the eight-character pole yang is like a walking flame, this flame can't burn human beings, it is these evil ghosts who burn, as long as the soul body is stained with a little golden flame, the ghost will ensure that the soul is scattered and dies cleanly.

Xia Ling relied on Lin Yan's support, and his lips were bent, and he was even more mocking of the big-headed ghost.

"People with an IQ of 250 are not worthy to talk to me, look at your virtue, you have to climb up the stairs if you are a good ghost, it is a shame for you to say it. If I were you, I would float up, tired to death, and let other people's teammates rush here, what are you two trying to do? ”

Figure what......

The two ghosts glanced at each other, and suddenly reacted.

They were ghosts, and it took a blink of an eye to float up from the bottom of the building, and it took a while to be thrown down from the upstairs, avoiding those Taoist priests or something, but it didn't take long.

Why should you climb if you can fly?

There was a burning feeling of humiliation on his face.

The noodle ghost wrapped his neck around a few more words, and said angrily and shamefully.

"Shut up! It's the fun of being a ghost, and you're not us, you know what! ”

(End of chapter)