Chapter 438: Demolition of the true face

Chapter 438 Demolition of the True Face
Murong Xue was stunned and swiftly swept away, avoiding the long sword of the female ghost, the backhand of a palm, hit the female ghost, beat her out three or four meters away, fell heavily on the ground, slammed and shivered, eyes Take the gold star...
The male ghost saw this scene, his eyes glanced, and he waved his hand to Murong Xue’s calf. Murong Xue lifted his leg and avoided it. He squatted on the back of the man’s head. The man’s face was heavily squatted on the ground, only listening to '咔嚓'A sound, the male ghost's fangs are broken, the mouth is clean, there is no trace of blood...
The female ghost screamed, holding a long sword, and swearing at Murong Xue.
Murong Xue stood still, no trace appeared, and hit the female ghost, only listening to the sound of '砰砰砰', the female ghost's fangs, the long nails were all interrupted, '噗', Spit a blood...
Hey, we are all a glimpse: the ghost is a soul, there is no body, how can she be vomiting blood?
The male screamed with a sigh, flew up, wiped his eyes indiscriminately, and waved to Murong Xue.
Murong Xue snorted and slammed into the male ghost's chest and threw him to the ground. He coughed fiercely, his lips were pale and bloodless, and the cyan face revealed a small piece of white skin...
Hey, let's realize that this couple of ghosts is not a ghost at all, but a man posing as a pretending person...
Male ghost... Hey, it’s a man, a woman is caught, the old monk is stunned, his fingers are flicking, and two beads are flying out, slamming into the man, the woman’s key.
Murong Xue smiled coldly, and the silver needle in the hand shot the Buddha in the past. He only heard the sound of ‘啪’, the beads and the silver needle collided, and they fell to the ground...
The old monk's wrist turned over, and the sharp long sword came out with a chilly cold, and the mercy of the man, the woman!
It’s not that easy to kill people.
Murong Xue licked his mouth and lifted his foot to bring the man to the front without a trace. The sword greeted the old monk. The fighting sound of 'ping-pong pong' sounded, and the two figures of yellow and blue were interlaced in the air, and the sharp silver sword light Flashing around the two...
Hey, let's see it stunned: Didn't the master come to Houfu to catch ghosts? Even if the couple ghost is a fake ghost, he should also be directed to their Houfu, how to unite with the couple ghosts, attacking their big lady...
"Hey!" Murong Xue flew up and slammed into the chest of the old monk. He fell to the ground and his chest swelled. He vomited a blood.
No trace of 'brushing', waving a long sword, across the neck of the old monk.
Murong Xue took the sword back to the sheath, looking at the old monk, man, woman: "Let's say, who sent you to calculate me?"
Hey, we are surprised to open our eyes, the master and the couple are a group of ghosts!
The old monk looked cold and cold: "How did you find out that we are a group?" The three of them had done a lot of tasks together, and each time they worked together seamlessly, no one found flaws.
"When you are catching a ghost, it takes too long for you to catch ghosts. I have doubts." Murong Xue said a random reason: the old monk flew here, saying that when she fell into a haunted house, she was doubting Old monk...
The old monk frowned slightly. He the ghost again and again. He just wanted to let the people in the town of Houfu feel that the ghosts attracted by Murong Xue were very devils, and it was difficult to deal with them, which aroused their fears and made them calibre. Unanimously forced Murong Xue out of the town of Houfu, I did not expect that this would become a flaw in their identity being dismantled...
"You haven't answered my question yet, who sent you?" Murong Xue looked coldly at the old monk.
The old monk's chin was high and cold, "No comment."
"If you don't say it, it doesn't matter. Let me guess. In the capital, there are not many people who hate me. Su Nanxiang of Sufu has been sent thousands of miles away from the Su family. People come to count me, then there is only one other person who hates me..." Murong Xue looked down at the old monk and lowered his voice: "You are Qin Yuyan's men!"
The old monk flashed a horror at the bottom, disappeared instantly, and licked his lips, not talking.
Murong Xue sneered at the lips, the mastermind behind the scenes is really Qin Yuyan, calculating her, and she and the Su Di teacher who is about to enter the earth together, Qin Yuyan is really enough, enough.
"You are the guards of Mobei!" Murong Xue raised his eyebrows at the old monk: he and the man, the woman's martial arts can only be regarded as general, and will not be invisible, not a secret guard.
"How is it, not how?" The old monk looked coldly at Murong Xue and his eyes were cold.
"Not how, just, Qin Yuyan is shameless and calculating me, and I will never let her be better..." Murong Xue smiled slightly, mysterious, and surprised.
The old monk squinted: "Are you going to use us to deal with Princess Qin?"
"Yes." Murong Xue nodded gently.
"We will never let you do so. The old monk's eyes are cold, and he will bite his tongue."
Murong Xue’s wrist turned over, and the silver needle in his hand plunged into the old monk’s acupuncture point: it’s not so easy to die!
The old monk kept his biting position and couldn’t move. The smoldering smoldering anger and anger, I wished that Murong Xue would be swallowed.
Murong Xue said that if he is innocent, the cold road: "Take them down!"
"Yes!" There is no trace of screaming, picking up the old monk, the man, the woman's legs and feet, just like dragging the dog, dragging and walking quickly...
Murong softly flashed a flash of light at the bottom, gently turned over, ready to leave quietly, do not want, a cold sound sounded: "Aunt is this ready to go?"
Murong Rou's footsteps slammed down, his eyebrows wrinkled, and the cold road said: "Go back to the room to rest."
Murong Xue’s eyes are cold and cold:
It’s still early, why are the aunts so anxious to go? No, the aunts and the old monks are involved, afraid to be seen, and eager to leave...

"Stop, I don't know how to deal with those who are under the abuse of the country." Murong softly interrupted Murong Xue's words, and the beautiful anger burned with raging anger.
Murong Xue did not care, cold and cold: "Really not?"
"Of course not." Murong said that he was arrogant.
"When the aunt and the old monk discussed the ghost, the cooperation was very tacit, just like the practice many times..." Murong Xue squinted at Murongrou, and the eyebrows were scornful.
Murong soft eyes flashed unnaturally, and the low voice said: "I am afraid of ghosts, and the old monk said that the head is the way. I naturally talked with him more deeply. Hey, we heard it at the time. Believe in his words..."
(End of this chapter)