Chapter 4094: Red coffin

"The master of Bei Xuan is saving lives!"
Wang Hai called for Ningqi for the first time.
Ning Qi smiled and saw a black light flashing a few times in front of Wang Hai. Then Wang Hai found that he had nothing, and his heart suddenly relieved.
"This person can attack all the attacks of ghosts? What is he coming to, is it the result of the meteorite radiation?"
Shangguan Rong saw this scene, and the last hope in his heart also fell through.
Then he immediately said: "The master of Bei Xuan quickly suppressed this ghost, lest it escape to the innocent people." He must pick up his relationship with the ghosts, only this is the case today. The possibility of living, otherwise it is known that the Shangguan family indulges the ghosts and murders, to kill the magician, even if Ning Qi does not start with him, this world has not been on the official's capacity.
It’s here!
At this moment, this ghost object slowly looked at Ning Qi and grinned: "Are you happy?"
"Are you happy? It was suppressed by people with five animal droppings. Didn't you drink less in these years? First of all, you have to know that you are fortunate enough to be happy to ask others to be happy?"
Ning Qi smiled.
The next moment, another black light flashed in front of him, Ning Qi still has nothing, the ghosts see this scene, can not help but look at Yi Lanchu.
However, it has not yet opened, Ning Qi’s backhand is a slap, power is swaying from the void, bombarded on the ghosts, it was shot on the spot, broke the tempered glass, and fell in the courtyard of the Shangguan’s ancestral home.
There was a black mark on the ground that fell from his body, and the stench smell almost made people couldn't help but roll their eyes. When the people looked at the yard subconsciously and found that the ghost had landed, they could no longer stand up. After a few moments, a blue flame suddenly appeared on the body, and it was burned to ashes in an instant, dissipating. Before, it was with the wheelchair old man.
The same was utterly fierce.
Wang Hai and others have known in advance the sight of the old man in the wheelchair, but Shangguan Rong did not know. When they heard this miserable, a Shangguan family could not help but exclaimed: "This is not my uncle. Sound?"
"The ghost is not without a bit of wisdom..."
Nangong’s mad eyes showed a fascinating color.
Over the years, there has been no real death in a ghost. Even if it is suppressed, it will only be a one-and-a-half-time meeting. After some time, it will come out and make waves, so today he is the first to see ghosts die.
It is also the first time to suspect that there is no wit in the ghosts. If not, why would it be miserable when it dies?
"Wait! What are you talking about? The voice of the ghost is the voice of your uncle?"
Wang Hai suddenly reacted and came face to face in front of a Shangguan family. The other party was one of the previous ones who went to see Ningqi with Shangguan Yun. At this moment, he also squatted and saw Wang Hai’s inquiry. Road:
"It is indeed the voice of my uncle, very similar, but my three uncles were killed by ghosts many years ago..."
"Master Bei Xuan, I suspect that this ghost has something to do with the official. The magician who was killed by it was not in line with the Shangguan!
I thought about it, Shangguanrong, this old guy will be so kind, revenge for the enemy to suppress ghosts? Also suppress it under the ancestral home, using this dirty means!

Wang Hai sneered at his own analysis.
"Wang group leader, you don't want to squirt blood! This ghost has nothing to do with my Shangguan, the child is wrong!"
Shangguan Rong said.
"Right right, maybe I got it wrong."
The Shangguan family finally reacted and quickly changed his mouth.
"He has the same blood flow with you, how can it be said that it doesn't matter."
Ning Qi smiled.
Shangguan Rong lived.
Is this OK? Shangguan Rong opened his mouth and finally did not open his mouth. He was not an opponent of Ning Qi. Even if Ning Qi really swears at him today, he has no qualifications for arguing. Moreover, Ning Qi is right, the ghost is indeed flowing. Shangguan's blood
pulse!
"You are really good at the Shangguan. When you are in the middle of a ghost, you don't want to stop it. Instead, you secretly send ghosts to kill the magician. I absolutely want to expose you to this thing, let you name it!"
Wang Hai cold channel.
The members of the Zhangzhou Special Event Handling Team also rushed to Shangguan Rong with an angry look.
Shangguan Rong bowed his head and did not say anything. What will happen to the official ending today? Only the last hope can be pinned on the ancestors of the other two families.
Just then, the lights in the hall suddenly became dim, and everyone found the outside of the house dark again.
"coffin!"
Someone exclaimed.
I don't know when, there was a red coffin in the hall.
Oh...
The coffin cover suddenly loosened, as if someone was slowly lifting it up. In an instant, the children of Shangguan and Nangong’s family became very nervous.
Wang Haiben was also subconsciously nervous. It can be seen that Ning Qi is looking at the vermilion coffin with a smile, and Wang Hai suddenly feels that the air around him has not been so cold.
A pale palm slowly stretched out from the crack of the coffin. This palm is not like a living hand. The nails on the top are at least three inches long, black and sharp!
Everyone was very nervous. I didn't know what the origin of this ghost was, and what kind of means would kill him. In the eyes of everyone, the pale palm erected the index finger, aiming at Ning Qi's direction and hooking his head.
Yi Lan was stunned.
Dare to provoke the North Xuan Tiandi, she is also drunk.
But very quickly, Yi Lanchu discovered that this ghost object does not seem to be provoking, but its means of killing is like this.
When he hooked his finger, Ning Qi flashed a burst of red light in front of him.
As before, Ningqi did not have anything, and the pale palm paused, and then slowly retracted into the coffin.
Ning Qi smiled. "Yi Lanchu, go down and put his palm down and use my sword."
In the end, Ning Qi took out one of the four swords of Zhu Xian and handed it to Yi Lanchu. Yi Lan first took the sword and felt that the sword had a sword that could not help but succumb to his conviction. meaning!
The original power of the four swords of Zhu Xian is not strong, but the masters of them are Ning Qi. In the long run, plus Ningqi’s advanced level to the gods, even the ordinary chaos is not the same. The opponent of the sword.
The pale palm seemed to always want to go back to the coffin, but was again imprisoned by some kind of power and became struggling on the edge of the coffin.
Yi Lanchu took a long sword and walked slowly to the coffin, and the sword fell. The pale palm suddenly fell on the ground, turning into a blue smoke, disappearing without a trace, without its obstacles. The coffin cover was covered. But after a few moments, everyone heard another movement, and then the coffin cover slowly opened again, and a pale palm was extended inside...