Vol 2 Chapter 918: Ghost Story (21)

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Shang Jing wanted to stop the first kite, but did not want to start the kite and passed directly over her.
Shang Jing almost didn't see the movement of the first kite. She turned her head to Maotian – Maotian was the ghost.
Maotian is preparing to return to the villa.
The feet were suddenly cold, and then the body fell down.
In the dim light, Maotian saw a figure that jumped up.
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The pool mirror jumped from the third floor window sill and fluttered to the ground.
Wearing a suit that he bought for him in a kite, with narrow waist and long legs, long body and standing, the gas field is self-contained.
Like a king who came to the night.
On the beautiful face of Ikeda, I’m sketching a smile, and my voice is clear and clear:
It’s so lively.

At this time, on the grass of the villa, the first gypsum was stepping on the sky.
Shang Jing is not far away, his eyes are fierce and squatting.
The kite followed the sound to the pool mirror, and the latter smiled at her: "Little girl, how come you?"
The first kite slammed into the sky and calmly answered: "It’s passing."
"Oh?"
The pool mirror dragged the long sound, and the narrow scorpion picked up slightly.
In the middle of the night, I passed by to Daijia Villa. Who believes?
The pool mirror stepped on the grass and walked to the front of the kite.
He swept his way across the ground and looked down at the ear of the kite: "How dangerous it is, give it to me."
With a cold breath, I passed the ear.
Looking at the side of the kite, looking at the flawless side of the mirror: "Can you do it?"
"Small girl suspects me?"
"..."
I am not skeptical about your weak chicken.
I don’t believe it at all.
I still kill this male ghost first!
At the foot of the first kite, the silver wire was wrapped around the sky.
Mao Tian’s expression was painful, and he opened his mouth to think about something. As a result, a syllable did not come out.
In the next second, Maotian’s figure began to collapse.
"Do not--"
The screams of Shang Jing and the voice of the King’s Nose sounded together.
[Congratulations to Miss Sister for completing the first rewind of this position, reading the file...]
First kite: "..." There is a dirty word to say.
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"Small girl suspects me?"
As soon as the picture turns, the ear of the kite just sounds the word of the pool mirror.
"Don't dare." The kite retired a few steps and gestured to the mirror.
This cargo is also a major character.
Can't just do it.
Rewind and rewind...
The pool mirror inexplicably felt the fierceness of the kite.
When she dealt with Mao Tian just now, she didn't feel this way.
Mao Tian was loosened by the first kite and slowly climbed up.
"What the are you?" He looked at the kite.
"Ordinary people."
I am an ordinary student.
It just happens to be able to see the ghost.
Mao Tianyin's deep smile: "Ordinary people? How can you be an ordinary person, your yin, you are definitely not an ordinary person!"
Can ordinary people win him?
Can you have such a heavy yin?
That yin... It’s tempting! !
The first zither was cold and there was no ups and downs: "You can't believe me, there is no way."
"Would you like to see me?"
The pool mirror is not full of Maotian, paying attention to the kite, and faintly reminding him.
The black mist filled the air.
The kite retreated to the side of the villa wall and gave up the battlefield.
The good guy card grows up and you have to learn to fight yourself.
"brothers."
The kite looked up.
Jiang Yunluo screamed at her on the wall.
Jiang Yunluo moved to this side and asked her with enthusiasm: "Are you really a master?"
The first kite is cold and indifferent: "No."
Jiang Yunluo did not believe: "How did you win the ghost?"
The first kite face does not change color and boast: "I am amazing."
Jiang Yunluo raised his eyebrows and did not ask again. Instead, he turned his eyes to the inside.
The black fog is too wide, only because you see two afterimages in the dark fog.
That Maotian, the first kite did not know that he was a ghost for hundreds of years.
But the pool mirror is blackened and the strength should not be weak.
The two ghosts are fighting, but they can't immediately win the game.
When you come to me, no one has the upper hand.
Jiang Yunluo jumped in from the wall and stood in the corner with the kite.
"Brother, who do you think will win?"
"Pocket mirror."
"Not necessarily." Jiang Yunluo held his chin.
The first kite looks: "You know the pool mirror."
Jiang Yunluo squinted his eyes: "Do I know?"
The kite looked at him and didn't talk.
Jiang Yunluo scratched his head, haha’s two laughs: "It’s a matter of knowing, it’s a ghost, you have to investigate."
"Another one?"
Jiang Yunluo shook his head: "I don't know."
"..."
The kite aimed at him: "What are you doing?"
Jiang Yunluo took the mobile phone, was shooting over there, heard the words, and blamed the strange: "Live. Two fights, it is difficult to see."
"..." Very, very difficult to see?
The first kite saw the live broadcast on the phone, and saw someone on the barrage sipping a bet to guess who could win.
The prefix is ​​a certain real person, a certain celestial division, a certain mountain...
Are you a group of heavenly masters who are so unfair? !
The first kite silently removed some.
This is a group of sand sculptures.
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Thick fog.
Maotian has some support, and he has looked down on the strength of this ghost.
The pool mirror flashed to the side of Maotian: "Where are you looking?"
Mao Tian was shocked and slammed into the side.
Unfortunately, the attack failed.
The coldness of the back is a cold, and the sense of crisis is on my mind.
"It’s just a two-hundred-year-old devil who dares to come to me. You are quite courageous." The voice of laughter came from all directions, and it was unclear.
"You are only a hundred years old." Mao Tian gritted his teeth.
The man chuckled: "I am sorry to let you misunderstand."
The figure of the pool mirror suddenly appeared in front of Maotian, and Maotian was shocked and had no time to react.
The body flew outwards.
The dense fog spread and Maotian fell on the lawn.
Maotian rolled on the ground and turned into a black shadow, going straight to the still.
The expression that Shang Jing had been worried about changed, and got up quickly and ran towards the wall, and quickly turned over the wall and disappeared.
The black mist gradually dissipated.
The pool mirror in the center of the black fog slowly emerged.
He stood straight, and his body was still surrounded by thin black fog, sullen.
The next second, the tall and straight body swayed and went straight to the ground.
The first kite smashed, and after the mirror fell, it was lifted.
"Pocket mirror, how are you..."
The first kite wrist was pulled by him, and the man looked up at her, and the black scorpion was innocent.
"Little girl, give me a sip."
"..."
I am Wangwang sucking ice?
Take a breath of energy all day!
I am grass!
Why is it so unhelpful?
The first kite clenched the fist and released it.
friendzoned.
mine.
Your own good person card, squatting and petting.
The kite will calm himself for a moment and will lift him up.
The man's pale fingers, climbing the shoulders of the kite, the handsome face, slowly approaching, a pair of scorpions deep and dull.
His lips are still cold.
But it was very soft. The kite took a bite and the man put the hand on her shoulder and tightened slightly.
When the first Zheng saw that he had no objection, he began to be unscrupulous.
Pool mirror first pushed the kite first, with a smile: "Well, you should faint again."