Chapter 1108: Alder is a coffin and arsenic is a urn (3)

Although he is a grudge who has been complaining for thousands of years and has a strong lethality, for Yang Zimei, he is still vulnerable.
The fire of Samadhi popped from the finger and bounced directly towards the center of resentment.
boom!
An explosion sounds like a firecracker!
The true fire of Samadhi burned in the midst of black grievances.
The black resentment shrank back and changed back to the original shape of the scorched nigger.
"you……"
Its voice looked at Yang Zimei with a shudder, and his tone changed to begging again, "You can help me, please let me go and let me go!"
"impossible!"
For this wicked ghost who was evil during his lifetime and full of resentment after his death, Yang Zimei would never let it go out.
With fingers as a tactic, the sage fire is transformed into a sharp sword like a substance, and stabs at it ...
The scorched was unavoidable, and she was stabbed in the heart by her sage fire ...
Zi!
The annoyed screamed and screamed, his body curled up.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I tell you, where is my treasure!"
It begged hard.
"not interested."
Yang Zimei answered coldly.
She is a vulgar, and will naturally be excited about the treasure, but this cannot be a condition for her to let go of this anxious nigger.
Otherwise, she would have created a day of sin for herself, born of evil.
She didn't want to talk to him any more, she chanted directly, sent him into the path of reincarnation, and let him be a pig or dung in his next life.
The scorched was solved, and she was not willing to destroy the cypress coffin. She could use the materials to make a powerful weapon, and she could even use her house to dispel the shade.
Therefore, she reincarnate the soul inside, only one charred corpse was destroyed with bones, then four bodyguards were called down, and the coffin was carried up.
Yang Zimei asked Xiao Qian and Ripple to go up first, and then laid a yin-yang balance array underneath to eliminate the sequelae brought by the flame bureau.
When she went up, she called the villagers and filled the passage with mud.
As for the Golden House, she didn't know why it appeared, but she believed that as long as she got a chance, she would see her again, so she was in no hurry.
"Master Yang, why are there two Mr. Huo?"
A bodyguard saw two Huo Wenhua sitting silently under the tree, one holding a delicate box, and the other making a hold.
That look was exactly the same.
Therefore, he could not help asking Yang Zimei.
"You don't need to ask more."
Yang Zimei glanced lightly at the copy ghost.
Huo Wenhua has been devoted to the good since his fortune, and his soul has gradually become clean. Therefore, this copy ghost is also very cute.
Otherwise, the trouble is endless.
When the bodyguard saw her like this, he dared not ask more.
What's more, Huo Wenhua is their boss. As a subordinate, paying too much attention to the private affairs of the boss is a very bad thing.
The array of eyes was destroyed, and the air on the entire Qingyan suddenly came alive, no longer feeling hot, and the small iron tower could not absorb the corresponding blaze of evil.
Yang Zimei returned the little iron tower to her storage ring.
This artifact was a great help to her. At the beginning, she defeated the evil headfall master, subdued the evil spirits and revenge lightly, and helped her absorb the evil spirit.
She opened her eyes and stared at Huang Cun's condition while standing high on the slope.
The original five clusters of flames echoing each other were missing a cluster, resulting in imbalance, a candle in the wind fluttering.