Yantao's eyes were cold, "Where is the evil spirit?"

  The ghosts shivered, knelt down with a thud, burst into tears, weeping, "Master Dao, we are not evil spirits, we really are not!"

Half of the boy’s cool and good-looking face fell into the shadows, her cold eyebrows raised slightly, her slender fingers curled slightly, and she pounded three times on the little ghost’s head as a wooden fish, her voice was so thin that the early cold of spring, "Little things, this The Yin Qi on the side is more than enough to feed ten evil spirits."

   "Original, it turns out that there is," the skinny hungry ghost appeared weakly, "A Daoist came over the day before yesterday and took them all..."

  Apiao, they hugged the tree trunk and cried with fright.

   "Master Xiaodao, we are really good ghosts who abide by the law! Check in every day to frighten passers-by. At most, we can eat a few tributes. We haven't done any other bad things!"

  The group of ghosts cried, and the more they cried, the more they felt wronged.

   Yan Tao...! ! !

  The young man’s slender and white fingers flipped, palms facing upwards, and what followed was the Yin Qi in the mountains and forests.

  Suddenly into a violent wind, the group of dead ghosts clinging to the tree trunks were blown away, and they smashed up and down indiscriminately.

  A ghost claw clung to the ground, and sighed against the ground: Fortunately, I was clever and didn't run out.

  Just as proud, the young man raised his long legs and fell.

   Falling down like a huge boulder, slamming on the ghost's waist-Nian.

The unjust death caused tears to fall, and the teary eyes raised her head. She looked like a young boy with a picturesque face. The golden brilliance above her head, and a smile bloomed, and if the epiphany blossoms were beautiful, the unjust death trembled and hissed in fright. He sighed in air, "Lord Xiaodao is merciful, merciful."

  It’s miserable enough for someone to die unjustly once.

  Can you stop telling me to die a second time?

  There was no expression on the handsome face of the young boy, and she looked at him coolly, "Isn't there one?"

   "Master Dao, I am timid, I can't do anything, don't scare me..."

  The unjust dead ghosts were crying, trying hard to ask the ghosts to help, but they were still playing on the trampoline.

   "Wow! Little Dao, I am very small and can't help you much. You raised your hands and put me like a fart..."

  The young man took a leisurely step with his long legs, his right hand raised the back collar of the unjust dead man and dragged it on the ground and walked out.

   "You do things for me, I have rewards."

  Unjust dead ghost: People don't want it.

  Yantao: "I can help you improve your cultivation."

  The unjustly killed ghost is so weak that he can be dragged by the young man: People have a good little life. Don't take it one step further.

   Yan Tao: "How boring you are to stay there, it is better to go outside and play."

  Unjust dead ghosts: People who belong to a house, want to live in the soil.

  The young man stopped abruptly, turned his eyes, and looked at him with three-pointed mockery at the end of his eyes. If he said something like a cold spring, he was scared to death, and his hairs stood upright, "I can bring you out, and I can make you so soulless!"

  Hurry up, the unjust dead ghost jumped up with a carp: "Always listen to Xiaodaoye's instructions."

  Xiaoqi: Toasts must not eat fine wine.

  Ill!

  The young man stopped at the fork in the road, and a little golden light appeared from his white fingertips.

  The unjust dead ghost trembling and holding his head: Xiaodaoye, please forgive me!

   "Shut up!" Yan Tao shouted impatiently, flicked his finger, and looked again.

   is still golden.

  Dump again.

  Golden light on fingertips.

   Yan Tao...! !

  If you are paralyzed, shake it hard.

  Very good, it's black.

  The unjust dead ghost's eyes widened in horror at the moment that dark luster appeared!