In the middle of the air, the Ming Chan in a loose Taoist robe looks like a bird with folded wings, and his eyes are full of despair.

He laughed at the soul Jiao, waved his hand and said, "Hey, Hello!"

"Roar!"

Soul Jiao a mouth, then toward the Ming Chan bite past.

There's a crack.

Soul Jiao's mouth closed, but this tiny human to eat.

The little man of Bian Luo was sitting on the ground, holding a handful of melon seeds and eating leisurely: "eh, is it over so soon? I just ate one of these melon seeds. "

At this time, the soul Jiao turned to her, and the fierce eyes fell on her.

He frowned. It seemed that he could not imagine that the human was eating melon seeds leisurely. Should he be so comfortable?

Or is this guy a fool who doesn't know how good he is?

"Well, if you don't come out, you'll die." All of a sudden, the human girl in front of her said inexplicably.

Suddenly, the pupil of soul Jiao shrinks, and he feels his mouth open involuntarily.

"Wow, I'm sick to death!" Ming Chan held the upper jaw of the soul Jiao with both hands, and stepped on his tongue, and came out of his mouth.

"That's right." Luo Xiaoman hooked the hook lip corner, a face jokingly looking at the guy with golden eyes. "It would be a shame to die like this."

Mingchan gritted his teeth and fixed his eyes on Luo Xiaoman. He didn't expect that after he went back, the other himself turned into the other party's servant.

Originally, he didn't want to come out again to be disgraceful. As a result, the girl threw herself out and was swallowed up by the soul Jiao.

If he hadn't come out in time, he would have been digested into a pool of liquid.

"Come on, please start your show." Luo Xiaoman hooked his lips and began to kowtow melon seeds happily. This is the rhythm of eating melon while waiting for the opera.

"Ah Mingchan roared angrily, and suddenly jumped out of the soul Jiao's mouth. Then he turned back and said: "dare to eat this uncle, watch your fist!"

As soon as the voice fell, he punched out!

The fist is domineering and sends out the sound of tiger's roar, and heavily blows on the head of the soul Jiao.

Bang!

The figure of the soul Jiao is biased, and it is even blown askew by this fist.

"If I lose to her, I won't lose to you!" Mingchan once gnawed his teeth and rushed to the soul Jiao again.

He lifted his fists and blasted out one after another.

The terrible fist, just like the dense arrow rain, falls on the soul Jiao's body unceasingly.

Although the scale of the soul Jiao is very hard, it can not cover the fist strength of each fist. Through the scale armor, it goes straight to his body.

Click!

Luo Xiaoman knocked a melon seed, a pair of eyes slightly narrowed, watching the performance of mingchan.

"It's true!" With a smile on her lips, she knew clearly that mingchan's attack seemed to contain a force that could hurt evil spirits.

Even if he has not been trained, his fist power is enough to cause indescribable damage to enemies like evil spirit.

This is true of the female ghost, and so is the soul Jiao now!

It can be said that, to a certain extent, the Ming Chan is the nemesis of evil spirits!

The Tibetan dragon Yuan she went to this time is a place where resentment accumulates, and all kinds of fierce evil spirits are indispensable. With the support of mingchan, it would be much easier.

"Drink it At this time, the Ming Chan a spin body, condenses the domineering fist strength, heavy to the soul Jiao.

The soul Jiao is in pain. His body is staggering. He even falls towards Luo Xiaoman.

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