The grievances were full of grievances. After all, I experienced a life and death war yesterday. After sleeping at night, let Qi and others grabbed to clean up a stick.

During the day, the old driver who asked the butcher to take everyone to see the legs at the auto show.

After Qi and waited for the phone, they said to the two of Qin Tangyu and Wenshun, and the people who were looking for must be reliable.

There was no at all at all in their hearts, and they were always afraid that this was a turning of a god.

"This spell, no one can solve it, except for our people. Master, I advise you, it's best to consider it."

"If you believe others rashly, don't blame me for not reminding you ..."

"Rotten the curse, but you want to die!"

Shangquan Jingwu was unbelievable at all, and was able to find people who could solve Mrs. Wen's spell. They also wanted to use Mrs. Wen's life to persuade Wen Sishun to take care of herself.

Wensun was too lazy to say half a few more words. Although he learned the arts in the crushing flow of the rock, he was just to refine his martial arts, not selling himself to them.

For his own interests, Shangquan Jingwu actually made people spell his mother with yin and yang technique. At this moment, he still wants to let himself go to him. What kind of joke?

Mrs. Wen calmly said: "I believe that the people who asked Mr. Qi can cure me, and I am willing to bet on this life."

Shangquan Jingwu couldn't help but lose patience, and his eyes gradually became cold. He thought about whether it should be used for a tough means to solve this?

It's really tricky!

He admires such a woman, but it does not mean that he will like such a person.

At this time, the grievances came, a very ordinary dress, a disabled left hand shrinks into the sleeve, and the right hand was pinching the Buddha beads, and slowly walked in.

"Second, who is the yin and yang technique?" As soon as the grudge came in, he grinned.

Seeing such an old man who did not repair the border appeared in front of him, everyone couldn't help but stunned.

Even Mrs. Wen was a little stunned ... Can this person really solve the spell given by Jie Peng people?

Qin Tangyu patted his forehead, this time he really spit blood. Can this big brother, can you do things? This old man, how do you look like a liar?

Wen Sishun's mouth was also convulsive, and there was a faint dissatisfaction in his eyes. I felt that Qi Waqian was really doing it!

"You just found this person to solve the yin and yang technique of our Jie Pengguo? Hahaha!" The girl couldn't help but laughed directly. I felt that this was not like whimsical, but to be a fool in taking a big family.

Qi shrugged and shrugged at will, ignoring it, but said to the ghost: "This is Mrs. Wen, you see."

The grievances looked at Mrs. Wen's eyes, and said: "It is indeed the yin and yang technique of our Jie Peng Kingdom, and there are some means."

The girl's eyes could not help but be proud, and the curse was her. She could hear the praise of others. She was naturally very happy.

Shangquan Jingwu was holding his arms and his face cold.

Now that Qi Qian said to solve the curse of Mrs. Wen, then he will wait and see that when the curse will not be able to solve the curse, he will not believe that Wen Sishun refuses to fight!

"However, this means just a small means, compared with the priests of the National Shrine, pediatrics." Said the grievances.

Although modern science is developed, some ancient folk means cannot be explained by science.

For example, the prevalence of headproofing in the Nanyang area, the mysterious Miao Xinjiang technique of the Chinese country, the black witchcraft of Europa, and the yin and yang technique of Jie Pengguo.

The girl's complexion froze, and a little anger could not help but flashed in her eyes. She said coldly: "Of course, no one can compare the practice of the priests of the National Shrine.

The grievances couldn't help but laughed twice, saying: "My ability is not high, that is, the head of the priest of the National Shrine is just twisting the head of the priest of the National Shrine ..."

When he said this, he was overcast, and the damaged yellow teeth looked extraordinarily 瘆.

Shangquan Jingwu frowned frowned fiercely. He seemed to be trying to think about something. The grievances in front of him made him feel a bit familiar.

"Master, I warn you again, unravel the curse, but it will kill people." Shang Quan Jingwu said coldly to Wen Sishun.

"Mr. Qi ..." Wensun looked at Qi and hoped to get a guarantee from him.

Qi said leisurely and said: "It is not beneficial to talk about it, you can quickly do it, don't grind it."

There wasn't much to grievance, and a piece of white paper was found on the same way in the hand. He was pinched in his hand and folded it twice. Then he was on the forehead of Mrs. Wen.

"Do you dare to do the ax?"

"Dawei Tianlong! Da Luo Mantra! Prajna Paramita ..."

Hearing the words of resentment ghosts, Qi and other leisure almost spit out the old blood. When is your mother, when will the Fa on the sea? Is it so awesome?

At this moment, he even felt Fahai ... Oh! I feel that the old goods of grievances are not reliable.

If he couldn't figure it out, wouldn't he lose his old face? How can he conquer the old department of Wen Yongfu?

Mrs. Wen only felt dizzy at this moment. She was bored and unbearable in her chest, and her face turned red, and she turned her head suddenly.

"Mother!" Wensun was frightened and helpless.

Shangquan Jingwu sneered: "Now you ask me to save your mother, maybe it is too late. It's really stupid. I just believe that an outsider can solve the yin and yang technique of our Jie Peng Kingdom!"

Without the words, Mrs. Wen's spirit was suddenly shocked, raised, and her face became rosy and shiny.

Wenshun looked at it, and saw a thousand -finger -sized paper cranes in the black blood, which even threw his life twice, then fell to the ground, and began to rot slowly ...

The girl in the crowd looked white, and the two bloods in her nose flowed out, dizzy, and almost fell to the ground.

"Amitabha, goodness and goodness, the poor monk did a great good deed, and he would inevitably be as early as possible!" He said happily.

After saying this, his only disabled hand came out, and he sneered, gritted his teeth: "Fart and fart, the world of turbidity, only to kill the turbid, kill all beings to become a Buddha!

Kill and kill! "

He suddenly jumped on the left and right personality, and the good hanging was scared to the on -.

Wensun and Qin Tangyu also looked at each other, but they were extremely happy in their hearts, because, looking at this, Mrs. Wen seemed good!

"It's you ... Hayao Miyazaki!"

Shangquan Jingwu saw the disabled left hand of the grievances, and his face could not help but change suddenly, and he drank it.

While calling out the name of the ghost, his footsteps couldn't stop retreating twice in a row!
Chapter completed!