Chapter 52: White-haired

The wind was cold, the night was late, and even the air was spreading a sluggish atmosphere, and several horses were running in the barren mountains and paths, and at the head was a white-haired young man, handsome, covered with a layer of ink armor, with four small flags on his back, and the horses under his seat, whose limbs were actually made of fine iron, stepped on the ground and made a dull sound. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

"Dong Niang, Shen Niang, Aunt Wei, don't worry, your son will definitely send you out safely and will not fall into the hands of that old thief. ”

"You also have to be more careful, I didn't think that Lord Wang was actually this kind of person, and he actually wanted his wife to accompany him, like that prostitute, it was just incredible!" The three people covered in black clothes and black covers, one of them muttered, it was the bun face.

"Okay, let's talk about everything when we get out," Dong subconsciously glanced at the person next to him and said softly.

"Now that Fuzhou City has been heavily armed, all the stations of our firm in the city have been confiscated, and we are able to escape, thanks to Bai'er's help. ”

"Whatever Dong Niang says, it's all her own family, and my father is not here, so naturally I will guard the door and don't let the thieves kick the door!"

Baozi looked at the back of the white-haired young man, and a strange look flashed on his face.

Wei Ge'er pursed her lips, her face was a little pale, she didn't say a word, and her heart was extremely confused.

After all, the three of them are women, they escaped from the city, plus the horses galloped in the middle of the night, their bodies were already unbearable, and they were all supported by willpower, the night wind was deep and cold, and several people were wearing single clothes, except for Wei Ge'er who was still a little energetic, the other two were already a little drowsy.

And with the confusion of consciousness, as if someone is blowing behind his back, the more he blows, the colder it gets, the colder it gets, and the three souls and seven spirits that blow seem to be about to leave the body.

"Dare to hurt my godmother!" The white-haired young man was furious, and with a flip of his hand, he threw out the small flag on his back, and hit the back of the two women, with a 'bang', two green flames exploded out of thin air, and a terrible cry suddenly sounded in the air, and bits and pieces of ash seeped out of the flames.

"Three godmothers be careful, I can feel that there are quite a few ghosts approaching us!"

As soon as the white-haired young man's voice fell, a whimper suddenly sounded nearby, as if there were countless invisible figures approaching, the young man violently buckled the horse's spine, pumped upward, and pulled out a white bone chain gun, each section of the chain was rotating, sparks splashed, people and horses were one, rushing into the front to fight, provoking and stabbing, cross-cutting and whipping, the group of ghosts could not be defeated, for a time the yin qi rolled wildly, the ghost wind whistled, and he was killed out of a road.

"Good young general, I'll meet you sometime!" As soon as the words fell, a three-zhang tall ugly-faced man walked out of the darkness, it was the evil of the ancients who came to Dianwei, the young man in white Ling Ran was not afraid, and he stepped forward to fight with a gun, and the gloomy aura actually had no effect on him at all, turning into a ball of gun shadows and a ball of shadows, the time and time coincided, the light and shadow were varied, and the excitement was no less than the battle of famous generals on the ancient battlefield.

But in the end, Na Dian Wei has rich experience in fighting, and he sold a flaw in his busy schedule, and the white-haired young man was really fooled, and the tip of the gun poked, poking out countless pear blossoms and fire rain, and stabbing the other party's chest;

Unexpectedly, as soon as the sparks flickered, the other party was only forced to retreat a few steps, his face remained unchanged, and he still rushed over with a gun; ’

Taking advantage of the moment when the other party lost his mind, the white-haired young man suddenly pulled the body of the gun, pulled out countless large and small copper rings, and instantly encircled the opponent's hands, feet, waist and neck, no matter how its body shape changed, but it could never break free of these copper rings.

"Three godmothers, I have used the six animal rings to temporarily suppress each other, take this opportunity, let's go quickly," the young man in white shouted.

The four of them hurriedly rushed out of the encirclement of these invisible ghosts, but Dong was faint at this time, but fortunately, the bun face was anxious and fast, hugged each other, and the two fell under the horse together, falling dizzy and splashed with mud.

"Madam, what's wrong with you!?" A few people noticed that there was an obvious black mark on Dong's calf, which penetrated the skin, and nine times out of ten it was caught by a ghost, leaving a ghost mark, which should have been attacked immediately, but Dong's weak woman, who only relied on willpower, has survived until now.

"It's bad, this ghost mark falls on people, it will quickly absorb people's yang energy, once the yang energy is exhausted, you will definitely die, you have to heal it as soon as possible," the white-haired young man's face changed, and he hurriedly jumped off the horse, and slapped it three times in a row, and more than a dozen small grids suddenly popped up on the horseback, each of which was a ghost exorcism, and even something to deal with monks, and the ghost pills that the Taoist priest had once refined.

The white-haired young man had just taken out a ball of plaster from it, and suddenly his face stiffened, and he saw two soft swords piercing out of his chest, and the one holding the hilt of the sword was the 'Dong Clan' who had been unconscious before.

"No, you're not Dong Niang, who are you!?"

'Dong' laughed coquettishly, and the flattery spread from the corners of his eyebrows to the corners of his eyes, and then to the corners of his mouth, from the outside to the inside, he was simply a natural stunner.

"The slave family is called Er Qiao, and she is the concubine of Prime Minister Cao Cheng. ”

"You are Er Qiao, the female ghost that Cao Mengde refined on the Tongque Terrace!?" The white-haired young man's face changed greatly, obviously thinking of the other party's origin.

The halberd sinks into the sand and the iron is not sold, and it will be washed and recognized by the previous dynasty. Dongfeng does not have a relationship with Zhou Lang, and Tongque Chun locks Er Qiao.

Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao are both peerless beauties in the Three Kingdoms period, and they are both the objects of Han Cao's concern, but the husbands of the people are not dry meals, and they have not let the old Cao next door climb over the wall before his death, but this old thief has always been a thief, and after the death of the two, he used a secret method to capture the soul of the two daughters, and combined them into a beautiful ghost, which is the second Qiao in front of him!

"This skin is really good, I have been reincarnated for so long, and I have picked countless mortal women, and this one is the only one that meets the mind of the slave family, but unfortunately, it will be cheaper for that old man," Er Qiao said with a seductive smile.

"Don't you think about it!" the white-haired young man gritted his teeth, and his five fingers suddenly made five hideous ghost claws, grabbing them at the other party's face.

Er Qiao didn't want his body to be damaged, and his body was like a boneless fold, and he dodged the other party's blow, and the fatal wound that pierced the heart opened and closed like a mouth, and actually disappeared bit by bit, if it weren't for the white-haired young man's pale face, it was hard to imagine that he had just received a fatal blow.

"You're not humanβ€”"

The white-haired young man didn't say a word, and the things on horseback were thrown out together, and a ball of fire exploded in an instant, and the white mist covered it, blocking Erqiao's field of vision, and when the smoke and fog dissipated, there was no trace of the three of them.

"What a slippery boy, he actually took the opportunity to use the earth escape technique and ran out, wondering, why did the slave feel the anger of the living in him. Er Qiao just wanted to pursue, and suddenly two fox tails were wrapped around his feet......

Ten miles away, a small dirt bag cracked violently, revealing the figures of the three people, but as soon as it appeared, the white-haired young man vomited several times, and all he vomited was black blood.

"Madame, ma'am, we can't throw her away!" said Baozi anxiously.

"Shen Niang, that female ghost is too powerful, not to mention that she must still have the bronze bird platform in Cao Cao's Ten Treasures of Pishan in her hand, once it is sacrificed, none of us can escape," the young man in white said weakly.

"But, ma'amβ€”" Bunzi stamped his foot with an anxious face.

"None of you can escape!" With this voice, Lao Wang's figure began to appear in the air, wearing the official uniform of a first-class official, with white hair in red clothes, almost with the momentum of the prime minister of the Han family.

didn't make any movement, the young man in white was like being hit hard, and his body hit the boulder behind the opponent's back, the boulder was torn apart, and the person was also sluggish.

"The little doll also wants to go up the tree, but it's too early," Lao Wang said with a smile, and his eyes fell on Wei Ge'er.

"Good girl, what are you running with outsiders, your father won't hurt you. ”

Wei Ge'er gritted her teeth: "You are not Lao Wang at all, where did you hide the real Lao Wang?" (To be continued.) )