Chapter 803
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Yan Yan sees me and Pockmarked Li appear. Her eyes are full of flurries. Instead, Wang Qin, who is possessed by the spirit, seems very calm.
"Well, you dare to find someone to deal with me!"
Wang Qin's strength suddenly increased, and Gao Desheng's struggle became smaller and smaller, and he lost his temper.
Looking at her so arrogant, my anger dawdled up.
Is it when I don't exist?
In a flash of silver light, the invisible needle has been thrown out by me. According to the past practice, even if you can't hurt the spirit, at least you can save people.
Who knows that Wang Qin's body is extremely flexible, and his waist has twisted out the effect of water snake.
She's all in the air, like a chicken, she's dragging Goldsun back and forth to avoid the invisible needle.
It doesn't make sense to go on like this. Maybe she will take Gao Desheng as a shield. I'll just take the invisible needle back for a while.
Wang Qin looked at me coldly and said, "I can't help myself!"
Somehow, her voice seemed to have a kind of dignity, which made my scalp itch.
What is the origin of this NIMA, the spirit attached to Wang Qin?
"Ya, dare to bully my brother, I'll fight with you!"
I don't know if Pockmarked Li wants to show a little loyalty in front of Yan Yan, or if he wants to sacrifice the dead love in this way. In a word, he rushed towards Wang Qin with my silver moon machete.
"Ah!"
Before Pockmarked Li rushed over, Wang Qin kicked him to fly and grabbed the machete. Pockmarked Li withdrew to the corner of the wall and said, "I can't do it. Come on."
I had no choice but to cast Pockmarked Li a speechless expression, and then looked cautiously at Wang Qin.
Recently, I've been able to use the machete smoothly, and I didn't look up to the ghost at the beginning, so the number of guys I took this time is limited.
"Dao is a good Dao, but this fool's Kung Fu is really not good..."
Wang Qin looked at Pockmarked Li and commented that his words were full of disdain.
Thanks to her words, what can Pockmarked Li do? At most, it's just the experience of fighting.
Wang Qin stroked the blade, carefully observed every grain, as if looking at his own children, how could a woman be so attached to weapons?
When she looks at the silver moon machete, her eyes are blazing. Only those who love martial arts can have them!
Despite all this, the most important thing is that Wang Qin can touch the machete with his hand.
It's a Yin thing which is the combination of killing Hu Ling and silver moon machete. It's actually played by a female spirit. I feel that God is joking with me!
In her Kung Fu of playing with machete, my brain keeps running at a high speed. Pockmarked Li has little combat effectiveness now. Gao Desheng has lost half of his life, leaving me as a sound person.
The invisible needle has failed, and the machete is still in her hand. Am I going to fight for it empty handed?
After a while, Wang Qin put the knife in front of the dressing table, and then walked step by step to the dying Gao Desheng. It seems that she wanted to kill Gao Desheng. Yan Yan Yan watched and laughed happily.
The feeling to me is that this family is sick. Wang Qin once again pinches Gao Desheng's neck. At this time, he has no spare power to resist. His body is motionless as if waiting for death!
I can't watch a life disappear in front of my eyes without being moved, so I roared and rushed to fight with Wang Qin.
My grandfather taught me martial arts when I was very young, so I still have some skills, especially after I blended with Huo Yuanjia's martial spirit, my body is more flexible, and my kung fu is no worse than those martial arts stars now.
But when I got to Wangqin, my kung fu was like playing. She was not only skillful in using her moves, but also like a ghost. I fell down in a short time.
"You're not stupid. You can find it here."
Wang Qin said by the way.
Nonsense, I'm not a fool, can't you guess?
Wang Qin's plan is really good. She trapped us in the cemetery with Yan Yan, but she came home with Yan Yan. Gao Desheng, who was alone at home, naturally became the meat on the chopping board.
But I don't think I lost in the plan to move the tiger away from the mountain, but in the grasp of human nature.
Very simply, for Yan Yan, if she doesn't listen to the spirits, her mother will die immediately; if she doesn't listen to me, her mother may or may not die.
It's a simple multiple choice question. She knows that the other party is a ghost, but she can only incline to it!
"But you can't beat me!"
Wang Qin seems to be tired of playing. Suddenly, she punched me hard on the neck, and I lost my consciousness when I turned my eyes.
When I woke up, it was late at night. I was tied up with Gao Desheng and Li Mazi. Wang Qin was sitting in front of the dresser combing her hair.
"What on earth are you from? Let the little brother Zhangjia fall, and you are not afraid of silver moon machete, why? "
Looking at Wang Qin, Pockmarked Li asked, as if he had been wronged and drunk.However, he also said my heart. Although the spirit of Yin attached to Wang Qin, it didn't mean to hurt Wang Qin. Even the spirit of Yin didn't mean to hurt me or Pockmarked Li. It just wanted to kill Gao Desheng.
From this point of view, its reason is still there, not evil, so why take human life?
"I am just a ghost!"
At this time, the voice is no longer Wang Qin, but a very pleasant female voice. It seems that this is the voice of the ghost before his death.
"Why are you attached to Wang Qin?"
I asked my second question.
Wang Qin turned his head to look at me and said softly, "I just feel sorry for her and want to help her."
Poor Wang Qin?
From Gao Desheng's point of view, I already know that he has no feelings for Wang Qin for a long time. Can't help but because Gao Desheng has no feelings for Wang Qin, he will take his life?
"I said, this is the family business of others. What do you mix with it?"
Pockmarked Li was straightforward, but he was slapped by Wang Qin immediately. Although I wanted to say this, I was able to hold back
Wang Qin looks out of the window at the moonlight, I don't know what to think about, but I carefully recall all the recent experiences.
From Gao Desheng coming to me, to the time when we found the ghost attached to Wang Qin, it seems that everything is out of my control and passive everywhere!
I looked around, trying to get my head out. Once again, I was attracted by the dresser.
When I first saw the dresser, I only studied the Yin Qi inside, but ignored the words engraved on the dresser.
These two words are on the silver frame outside. They are very shallow. If you don't look carefully, you can't find them.
Because it's the Wei tablet font, plus the poor vision, I took a long time to see it clearly: Xiaolie!
Xiao lie is a posthumous title in ancient China, which can only be used by emperors, generals and queens.
Looking at the heroism of the female ghost, it is absolutely impossible to be a queen or an emperor, so it can only be a general in history.
Throughout the history of China, there is only one person who meets the two conditions of female general and posthumous title Xiaolie: Hua Mulan who joined the army for her father!
Moreover, the dressing table is in line with Mulan's identity. As for Xiao lie, the reputation granted by the emperor of Tang Dynasty, the two characters must have been engraved by specially assigned persons in Tang Dynasty.
"Are you Mulan?"
I asked out in a strange way. Pockmarked Li opened his mouth in a flash, but he was stunned.
Through Wang Qin's expression, I knew that I had not guessed wrong. The spirit of hell is Hua Mulan!
"I didn't expect you to be so smart."
Wang Qin has now eased from the stupor, she said without any expression.
"Why do you do that?"
Now that we know that the spirit of hell is Hua Mulan, it's easy to say. After all, Hua Mulan is a heroine and can be reasonable.
It seems that Pockmarked Li and I thought of it together, and he was relieved.
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Yan Yan sees me and Pockmarked Li appear. Her eyes are full of flurries. Instead, Wang Qin, who is possessed by the spirit, seems very calm.
"Well, you dare to find someone to deal with me!"
Wang Qin's strength suddenly increased, and Gao Desheng's struggle became smaller and smaller, and he lost his temper.
Looking at her so arrogant, my anger dawdled up.
Is it when I don't exist?
In a flash of silver light, the invisible needle has been thrown out by me. According to the past practice, even if you can't hurt the spirit, at least you can save people.
Who knows that Wang Qin's body is extremely flexible, and his waist has twisted out the effect of water snake.
She's all in the air, like a chicken, she's dragging Goldsun back and forth to avoid the invisible needle.
It doesn't make sense to go on like this. Maybe she will take Gao Desheng as a shield. I'll just take the invisible needle back for a while.
Wang Qin looked at me coldly and said, "I can't help myself!"
Somehow, her voice seemed to have a kind of dignity, which made my scalp itch.
What is the origin of this NIMA, the spirit attached to Wang Qin?
"Ya, dare to bully my brother, I'll fight with you!"
I don't know if Pockmarked Li wants to show a little loyalty in front of Yan Yan, or if he wants to sacrifice the dead love in this way. In a word, he rushed towards Wang Qin with my silver moon machete.
"Ah!"
Before Pockmarked Li rushed over, Wang Qin kicked him to fly and grabbed the machete. Pockmarked Li withdrew to the corner of the wall and said, "I can't do it. Come on."
I had no choice but to cast Pockmarked Li a speechless expression, and then looked cautiously at Wang Qin.
Recently, I've been able to use the machete smoothly, and I didn't look up to the ghost at the beginning, so the number of guys I took this time is limited.
"Dao is a good Dao, but this fool's Kung Fu is really not good..."
Wang Qin looked at Pockmarked Li and commented that his words were full of disdain.
Thanks to her words, what can Pockmarked Li do? At most, it's just the experience of fighting.
Wang Qin stroked the blade, carefully observed every grain, as if looking at his own children, how could a woman be so attached to weapons?
When she looks at the silver moon machete, her eyes are blazing. Only those who love martial arts can have them!
Despite all this, the most important thing is that Wang Qin can touch the machete with his hand.
It's a Yin thing which is the combination of killing Hu Ling and silver moon machete. It's actually played by a female spirit. I feel that God is joking with me!
In her Kung Fu of playing with machete, my brain keeps running at a high speed. Pockmarked Li has little combat effectiveness now. Gao Desheng has lost half of his life, leaving me as a sound person.
The invisible needle has failed, and the machete is still in her hand. Am I going to fight for it empty handed?
After a while, Wang Qin put the knife in front of the dressing table, and then walked step by step to the dying Gao Desheng. It seems that she wanted to kill Gao Desheng. Yan Yan Yan watched and laughed happily.
The feeling to me is that this family is sick. Wang Qin once again pinches Gao Desheng's neck. At this time, he has no spare power to resist. His body is motionless as if waiting for death!
I can't watch a life disappear in front of my eyes without being moved, so I roared and rushed to fight with Wang Qin.
My grandfather taught me martial arts when I was very young, so I still have some skills, especially after I blended with Huo Yuanjia's martial spirit, my body is more flexible, and my kung fu is no worse than those martial arts stars now.
But when I got to Wangqin, my kung fu was like playing. She was not only skillful in using her moves, but also like a ghost. I fell down in a short time.
"You're not stupid. You can find it here."
Wang Qin said by the way.
Nonsense, I'm not a fool, can't you guess?
Wang Qin's plan is really good. She trapped us in the cemetery with Yan Yan, but she came home with Yan Yan. Gao Desheng, who was alone at home, naturally became the meat on the chopping board.
But I don't think I lost in the plan to move the tiger away from the mountain, but in the grasp of human nature.
Very simply, for Yan Yan, if she doesn't listen to the spirits, her mother will die immediately; if she doesn't listen to me, her mother may or may not die.
It's a simple multiple choice question. She knows that the other party is a ghost, but she can only incline to it!
"But you can't beat me!"
Wang Qin seems to be tired of playing. Suddenly, she punched me hard on the neck, and I lost my consciousness when I turned my eyes.
When I woke up, it was late at night. I was tied up with Gao Desheng and Li Mazi. Wang Qin was sitting in front of the dresser combing her hair.
"What on earth are you from? Let the little brother Zhangjia fall, and you are not afraid of silver moon machete, why? "
Looking at Wang Qin, Pockmarked Li asked, as if he had been wronged and drunk.However, he also said my heart. Although the spirit of Yin attached to Wang Qin, it didn't mean to hurt Wang Qin. Even the spirit of Yin didn't mean to hurt me or Pockmarked Li. It just wanted to kill Gao Desheng.
From this point of view, its reason is still there, not evil, so why take human life?
"I am just a ghost!"
At this time, the voice is no longer Wang Qin, but a very pleasant female voice. It seems that this is the voice of the ghost before his death.
"Why are you attached to Wang Qin?"
I asked my second question.
Wang Qin turned his head to look at me and said softly, "I just feel sorry for her and want to help her."
Poor Wang Qin?
From Gao Desheng's point of view, I already know that he has no feelings for Wang Qin for a long time. Can't help but because Gao Desheng has no feelings for Wang Qin, he will take his life?
"I said, this is the family business of others. What do you mix with it?"
Pockmarked Li was straightforward, but he was slapped by Wang Qin immediately. Although I wanted to say this, I was able to hold back
Wang Qin looks out of the window at the moonlight, I don't know what to think about, but I carefully recall all the recent experiences.
From Gao Desheng coming to me, to the time when we found the ghost attached to Wang Qin, it seems that everything is out of my control and passive everywhere!
I looked around, trying to get my head out. Once again, I was attracted by the dresser.
When I first saw the dresser, I only studied the Yin Qi inside, but ignored the words engraved on the dresser.
These two words are on the silver frame outside. They are very shallow. If you don't look carefully, you can't find them.
Because it's the Wei tablet font, plus the poor vision, I took a long time to see it clearly: Xiaolie!
Xiao lie is a posthumous title in ancient China, which can only be used by emperors, generals and queens.
Looking at the heroism of the female ghost, it is absolutely impossible to be a queen or an emperor, so it can only be a general in history.
Throughout the history of China, there is only one person who meets the two conditions of female general and posthumous title Xiaolie: Hua Mulan who joined the army for her father!
Moreover, the dressing table is in line with Mulan's identity. As for Xiao lie, the reputation granted by the emperor of Tang Dynasty, the two characters must have been engraved by specially assigned persons in Tang Dynasty.
"Are you Mulan?"
I asked out in a strange way. Pockmarked Li opened his mouth in a flash, but he was stunned.
Through Wang Qin's expression, I knew that I had not guessed wrong. The spirit of hell is Hua Mulan!
"I didn't expect you to be so smart."
Wang Qin has now eased from the stupor, she said without any expression.
"Why do you do that?"
Now that we know that the spirit of hell is Hua Mulan, it's easy to say. After all, Hua Mulan is a heroine and can be reasonable.
It seems that Pockmarked Li and I thought of it together, and he was relieved.
Yan Yan sees me and Pockmarked Li appear. Her eyes are full of flurries. Instead, Wang Qin, who is possessed by the spirit, seems very calm. "Well, you dare to find someone to deal with me!" Wang Qin's strength suddenly increased, and Gao Desheng's struggle became smaller and smaller, and he lost his temper. Looking at her so arrogant, my anger dawdled up. Is it when I don't exist? In a flash of silver light, the invisible needle has been thrown out by me. According to the past practice, even if you can't hurt the spirit, at least you can save people. Who knows that Wang Qin's body is extremely flexible, and his waist has twisted out the effect of water snake. She's all in the air, like a chicken, she's dragging Goldsun back and forth to avoid the invisible needle. It doesn't make sense to go on like this. Maybe she will take Gao Desheng as a shield. I'll just take the invisible needle back for a while. Wang Qin looked at me coldly and said, "I can't help myself!" Somehow, her voice seemed to have a kind of dignity, which made my scalp itch. What is the origin of this NIMA, the spirit attached to Wang Qin? "Ya, dare to bully my brother, I'll fight with you!" I don't know if Pockmarked Li wants to show a little loyalty in front of Yan Yan, or if he wants to sacrifice the dead love in this way. In a word, he rushed towards Wang Qin with my silver moon machete. "Ah!" Before Pockmarked Li rushed over, Wang Qin kicked him to fly and grabbed the machete. Pockmarked Li withdrew to the corner of the wall and said, "I can't do it. Come on." I had no choice but to cast Pockmarked Li a speechless expression, and then looked cautiously at Wang Qin. Recently, I've been able to use the machete smoothly, and I didn't look up to the ghost at the beginning, so the number of guys I took this time is limited. "Dao is a good Dao, but this fool's Kung Fu is really not good..." Wang Qin looked at Pockmarked Li and commented that his words were full of disdain. Thanks to her words, what can Pockmarked Li do? At most, it's just the experience of fighting. Wang Qin stroked the blade, carefully observed every grain, as if looking at his own children, how could a woman be so attached to weapons? When she looks at the silver moon machete, her eyes are blazing. Only those who love martial arts can have them! Despite all this, the most important thing is that Wang Qin can touch the machete with his hand. It's a Yin thing which is the combination of killing Hu Ling and silver moon machete. It's actually played by a female spirit. I feel that God is joking with me! In her Kung Fu of playing with machete, my brain keeps running at a high speed. Pockmarked Li has little combat effectiveness now. Gao Desheng has lost half of his life, leaving me as a sound person. The invisible needle has failed, and the machete is still in her hand. Am I going to fight for it empty handed? After a while, Wang Qin put the knife in front of the dressing table, and then walked step by step to the dying Gao Desheng. It seems that she wanted to kill Gao Desheng. Yan Yan Yan watched and laughed happily. The feeling to me is that this family is sick. Wang Qin once again pinches Gao Desheng's neck. At this time, he has no spare power to resist. His body is motionless as if waiting for death! I can't watch a life disappear in front of my eyes without being moved, so I roared and rushed to fight with Wang Qin. My grandfather taught me martial arts when I was very young, so I still have some skills, especially after I blended with Huo Yuanjia's martial spirit, my body is more flexible, and my kung fu is no worse than those martial arts stars now. But when I got to Wangqin, my kung fu was like playing. She was not only skillful in using her moves, but also like a ghost. I fell down in a short time. "You're not stupid. You can find it here." Wang Qin said by the way. Nonsense, I'm not a fool, can't you guess? Wang Qin's plan is really good. She trapped us in the cemetery with Yan Yan, but she came home with Yan Yan. Gao Desheng, who was alone at home, naturally became the meat on the chopping board. But I don't think I lost in the plan to move the tiger away from the mountain, but in the grasp of human nature. Very simply, for Yan Yan, if she doesn't listen to the spirits, her mother will die immediately; if she doesn't listen to me, her mother may or may not die. It's a simple multiple choice question. She knows that the other party is a ghost, but she can only incline to it! "But you can't beat me!" Wang Qin seems to be tired of playing. Suddenly, she punched me hard on the neck, and I lost my consciousness when I turned my eyes. When I woke up, it was late at night. I was tied up with Gao Desheng and Li Mazi. Wang Qin was sitting in front of the dresser combing her hair. "What on earth are you from? Let the little brother Zhangjia fall, and you are not afraid of silver moon machete, why? " Looking at Wang Qin, Pockmarked Li asked, as if he had been wronged and drunk.However, he also said my heart. Although the spirit of Yin attached to Wang Qin, it didn't mean to hurt Wang Qin. Even the spirit of Yin didn't mean to hurt me or Pockmarked Li. It just wanted to kill Gao Desheng. From this point of view, its reason is still there, not evil, so why take human life? "I am just a ghost!" At this time, the voice is no longer Wang Qin, but a very pleasant female voice. It seems that this is the voice of the ghost before his death. "Why are you attached to Wang Qin?" I asked my second question. Wang Qin turned his head to look at me and said softly, "I just feel sorry for her and want to help her." Poor Wang Qin? From Gao Desheng's point of view, I already know that he has no feelings for Wang Qin for a long time. Can't help but because Gao Desheng has no feelings for Wang Qin, he will take his life? "I said, this is the family business of others. What do you mix with it?" Pockmarked Li was straightforward, but he was slapped by Wang Qin immediately. Although I wanted to say this, I was able to hold back Wang Qin looks out of the window at the moonlight, I don't know what to think about, but I carefully recall all the recent experiences. From Gao Desheng coming to me, to the time when we found the ghost attached to Wang Qin, it seems that everything is out of my control and passive everywhere! I looked around, trying to get my head out. Once again, I was attracted by the dresser. When I first saw the dresser, I only studied the Yin Qi inside, but ignored the words engraved on the dresser. These two words are on the silver frame outside. They are very shallow. If you don't look carefully, you can't find them. Because it's the Wei tablet font, plus the poor vision, I took a long time to see it clearly: Xiaolie! Xiao lie is a posthumous title in ancient China, which can only be used by emperors, generals and queens. Looking at the heroism of the female ghost, it is absolutely impossible to be a queen or an emperor, so it can only be a general in history. Throughout the history of China, there is only one person who meets the two conditions of female general and posthumous title Xiaolie: Hua Mulan who joined the army for her father! Moreover, the dressing table is in line with Mulan's identity. As for Xiao lie, the reputation granted by the emperor of Tang Dynasty, the two characters must have been engraved by specially assigned persons in Tang Dynasty. "Are you Mulan?" I asked out in a strange way. Pockmarked Li opened his mouth in a flash, but he was stunned. Through Wang Qin's expression, I knew that I had not guessed wrong. The spirit of hell is Hua Mulan! "I didn't expect you to be so smart." Wang Qin has now eased from the stupor, she said without any expression. "Why do you do that?" Now that we know that the spirit of hell is Hua Mulan, it's easy to say. After all, Hua Mulan is a heroine and can be reasonable. It seems that Pockmarked Li and I thought of it together, and he was relieved.
