"Master Dao, in this formation is the Seven Star Sword."

   Fearing that they would be kicked out together, the ghosts babbled to translate the words of the hanged ghost.

  Seven Star Sword?

  The Seven-Star Sword is the most precious treasure of Taoism. Yan Tao has searched her world many times before giving up without any results, but she did not expect to encounter it here by chance.

"it is true?"

  The ghosts nodded frantically, "Master Dao is real, we dare not come near."

  Longquan was tyrannical and domineering. They were curious to move in. They were all hurt by the pure Yang Qi of Longquan Sword, and later they didn't dare to come closer.

  The ghosts pulled a little chubby ghost out to show Yan Tao, the little ghost had only his left arm, and the right side was empty.

   "Look, Master Dao, this is the injury of the Seven Star Sword. A sword aura came out, but Xiao Pang didn't avoid it, and he almost lost his soul."

  The little fat ghost is very afraid of Yan Tao, and he stubbornly pulls the ghosts and dared not come forward. Yan Tao raised an eyebrow and hooked him with a plain finger, "Come, come over."

Wow!

  This person is terrible!

  The little fat ghost cried and walked towards Yan Tao very reluctantly. His expression and big eyes suddenly wanted to cry, as if he would burst into tears at any time.

  He squatted to Yan Tao’s feet with his belly in his arms, and said in a thin voice like a mosquito and fly, "Dao, Dao, you lightly kick..."

  It’s heavier and it will definitely hurt when it hits the ground.

   Yantao twitched the corner of her mouth. Does she look ferocious?

  The kind of brutality that even children kick?

   Kicked the little fat ghost, Yan Tao's peach blossom eyes raised a clear arc, and told him to stretch out his arm.

   "No, no!"

The little fat ghost really cried now, wiping tears crumbled, cringing and stretching out one arm, while the other was empty with nothing, "I don't want to become a disabled person without an arm, I still want to eat Cake, eat candied haws, eat..."

   Xiaoqi appeared speechlessly: This kid ate a lot.

A little golden light came out of Yan Tao Subai’s fingertips. She lowered her eyes and looked at her. With a flick of her finger, the golden light turned black. With a flick of her thumb against the black light, the yin energy surged, and all rushed into the little fat ghost. Lost the right shoulder of the arm.

After a while, he gave birth to a fleshy arm again.

  White and fat, like lotus root.

  The little fat ghost looked at his lost arm in shock, with tears still hanging on his face, he hiccuped and thanked Yan Tao, "Thank you, Master~"

   "I have a request to help you."

  Yantao cold eyes fell on the hanged ghost who crawled back, "This formation is too annoying, you go and drive all the rats in the mountains here, dig holes and dig holes, when will Longquan be dug out, and when will you be able to leave."

  Ghosts...? ? ? !

  I was shocked to hear this.

  EXCUSEME? !

  Daoye, aren’t you kidding me?

  They have not lived on this mountain for a day or two, and there are many people who want to break the formation.

   Yan Tao is definitely the first one who wants to use a mouse to dig pits.

   Hanged the ghost: "Why am I going?"

   Yantao smiled: "Otherwise you want me to go?"

  The hanged ghost trembled: "Where do you dare to trouble Dao, let the kid go. I like to work, and I am the best at chasing mice."

   Yan Tao leaned against the tree, his eyes swept across the ghosts, "How about you?"

   "We love to do it too! Especially love!"

  Ghosts all brushed up and raised their hands, "I promise to do everything for you cleanly!"

  Master Yan's beautiful eyebrows stretched out, with a gentle smile on his face, nodded, "That's good, let's do it now."

  She loosened the rope, and the ghosts swooped away and fled in all directions!