Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang's life is most afraid of women crying. When she sees her crying, she immediately panicks. She wants to help her, and she feels inappropriate and can't walk. A dilemma and a slap in the face.

"What, don't you cry, can't you?"

"The owner doesn't want me..." The orange pear blossoms with rain, crying very fiercely and sadly.

Ye Shaoyang waved his hand. "You have to, you said it is like this, let's go, please don't cry."

When the orange heard this, it only took a second to break into laughter.

Zhou Jingru snorted softly and muttered: "When I cried and clambered, I was crying, and someone couldn't keep it."

Ye Shaoyang also knows how to count, and he feels in his heart. It really is a fairy, and there are more ghosts. He is wondering how to get rid of her. The orange suddenly opens his mouth and spits out a drop of sparkling beads, glowing with rosy brilliance. Give Ye Shaoyang.

Soul crystal! Ye Shaoyang’s glimpse, this **** is really!

The ghost demon recognizes the Lord and sends out the soul crystal. Once the soul crystal is isolated, it cannot be swallowed back. The person receiving it, no matter good or evil, will become the lifelong master of this ghost demon.

If no one receives it, the soul crystal will automatically wither away. This ghost or demon will not be able to recognize the Lord for the rest of his life. Ye Shaoyang sighed secretly and spread his hand to hold the soul crystal.

The moment when the soul crystal touches the skin, it turns into a rosy light, slowly infiltrates into the palm, leaving a petal-shaped soul print on the skin.

"Congratulations to the boss to receive the servant!" Guagualu happily jumped to Ye Shaoyang's shoulder and looked at his palm. Next to the soulprint of the new engraving, there was a touch of pale soul print. At first glance, it was known that the ghost is not a demon. Asked at the moment: "Does the boss have other ghost servants?"

"He Ji, the ghost of the yin." Ye Shaoyang replied casually, didn't want to say more, turned his head and looked at the orange, shook his head and said: "But it, the income is also collected, but you will not call my master in the future, I can't stand it." This is called."

The orange man looked at him. "What is that?"

Guagua inserted a sentence, "Like me, call the boss."

"Boss..." The orange looked at Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang shrugged. "Whatever you call, don't call the owner."

"Know, boss."

Guagua jumped on the shoulder of the orange, and it touched her head very well. She said, "I am getting started before you, and you have to listen to me afterwards."

The orange picked up his mouth and said, "How old are you?"

"I... thousand years old."

"You just blow it, I only cultivated it in a hundred years. Can you have a thousand years?"

"Hey, don't you believe in a fight?"

"I really are not afraid of you, look at the face of the boss, too lazy to fight with you."

In the time of the two men's bickering, Ye Shaoyang carefully looked at the oranges. She only thought she was beautiful, but she didn't have the chance to look at it seriously. Then I looked at it carefully and found that the oranges were really beautiful.

And it may be the demonized adult. In her beauty, there is no flaw, just like the photos from ps. This perfection, although a little lacking in reality, is really impossible for any man to stop.

Ye Shaoyang’s appreciation of the beauty for a while, suddenly remembered something, looked up, Zhou Jingru looked at himself with a black face, a little embarrassed when he was on the scene, grabbed his head.

"Cough, you guys don't say useless," Ye Shaoyang glanced at the orange. "Talk about your business, how did you get caught by Hu Wei?"

"Hu Wei..."

When it comes to Hu Wei, the orange looks awkward, and a deep hatred emerges in the eyes. The white skin becomes red and a fascinating sigh.

Ye Shaoyang was shocked by her heart. Her cultivation was indeed not weak.

"I grew up in the South Sea, age... confidential. I have been an adult for 18 years. Like the ordinary demon, after I formed it, I yearn for life. There is a county near the seaside where I practice.

I went there when I was fine. I went to school invisible, learned to talk to you, and learned a lot of your knowledge for 18 years. ”

Ye Shaoyang heard this and slowly nodded. The demon is very clever. It is almost unforgettable. Even if it is not adult, as long as he has heard human speech several times, he will immediately imitate it.

The oranges have learned 18 years of human knowledge, no wonder talking and using words, they are no different from ordinary girls.

The demon's heart is slowly changing with age, just like people, but this starts from the time of adulthood. The orange has 18 years of adulthood, so her heart is equivalent to an 18-year-old girl. ......

The orange didn't know what he was thinking, and went on to say: "I met Hu Wei, it was on the shore. He started as soon as he met. I am a monk, that is, a water demon. Many magical techniques can only be displayed when they see water. I am not his opponent, so I am caught by him.

I hate this thief, don't kill me, shut me down where you saw me, bake my tail with candlelight, take my oyster sauce, and feed me with a water-based drug. The amount of water is barely enough to maintain. So I was trapped for two years without being killed..."

The more I talked about the back, the tighter the orange's teeth were bitten, the whole body was filled with demon, the skin was as red as the fire, and Ma Cheng and Zhou Jingru were surprised to see it. They completely acted as spectators and could not say a word.

"Fortunately, one thing is that because I have been taking oil for a long time, my soul is weak, almost always in a coma, and I don’t feel pain. When I first saw you, I also seemed to be fascinated in my dreams. In the moment, when you saved me, I was really awake..."

Speaking of this, the orange cries again, this time is really sad crying.

Ye Shaoyang looked up and saw that, Zhou Jingru listened to the oranges and said his own experience, the frost melted a little, revealing a shocked and moving expression.

Ye Shaoyang let the oranges cry for a while, waiting for her mood to stabilize, said: "You have suffered for two years, sleepy, why did you recover after lying in the water for a few hours, you don't look like there is any injury now. body."

"The body of the monk is very special. There is spiritual oil in the body. It can smooth the scars in a short time, and I am infiltrated into the water. The body is metabolized very quickly. It is brand new for a few hours. I can't make it clear. "The orange said this and saw that Ye Shaoyang had a little bruise on the forehead. He didn't know when he got it."

The orange moved to him and raised his right hand. The thumb nails glimpsed on the middle finger, and a stream of rose-colored blood flowed out. Then he scraped it up and wiped it with his own blood on the wound of Ye Shaoyang’s forehead. Gently press and hold.

Due to the action, the two bodies were tied together and their heads were almost close.

A wonderfully intoxicating scent emerged from her, and Ye Shaoyang quickly leaned back and turned his head, lest he was drunk.