Nalan Guigui pulled out a small knife from somewhere, stuck it into the muscular man's hand, and then spun it.
Blood gushed out, but the muscular man remained motionless, which actually relaxed his muscles.
"She likes him, so I like him too."
Nalan Guigui said thoughtfully, "Lei, do you still want to be my father?"
The wheelchair drove away surrounded by a group of foreigners. Fang Zong watched them go, sipping his juice.
The juice tastes good; it's sweet and fresh.
"Who are these people who work for ghosts?"
Fang Zong mimicked the Second Princess's speech, took out his phone, looked at his contacts, but still didn't dial a number.
It wasn't just the second princess and the ruthless empress,
After the third resurgence of ghostly energy, all the ghosts became very agitated.
After spending two days in Wuhan City, Fang Zong received two phone calls.
One of them was from a ghost-slaying team, and they asked him to deal with a ghost that appeared to be at the first level of magic.
Fang Zong decisively refused, and incidentally, he upgraded the level of the ghost he was going to deal with, marking it as 'Level 2 or above'.
Currently, the Eastern Kingdom has twelve veteran magic-level masters. In addition to the newly promoted magic-level masters, Li Xiaoran, Xue Nuo, Luo Xiaoxia, and Youmingfeng, they form a nationwide fire brigade.
If there are any ghosts or spirits that he can't handle, he'll notify them, but it's a real hassle for him.
I ran a long way over, only to find it was a minor sub-spellcaster. Then I ran a long way over again, only to find it wasn't even a sub-spellcaster.
Since the branch offices wouldn't use their faces to scout the way, the information wouldn't be accurate. He might as well just be a chivalrous knight-errant.
"What magic is vicious, it has its own wondrous tricks; eighty-one tribulations block the way... seventy-two transformations subdue the enemy..."
Inside the hotel suite, the theme song from the animated series Journey to the West played continuously, and Hu Batian stared intently at the television.
He liked this the most. He pushed the plate aside, took off the napkin from his neck to wipe his mouth, straightened his little bow tie, and complained, "Fang Zong, you're so wasteful. You spent more than 60,000 yuan on a fish. I can live for a long time. What will I do when the money runs out?"
Fang Zong yawned: "Money is a bastard."
"If you can't afford to keep me, I'll get a new cat owner, meow!"
As soon as Hu Batian uttered those words, a large slipper foot kicked him against the wall, sticking him there like a sticker.
Tiger Overlord immediately bristled, the fur on his back standing on end.
"You little brat, Bai Su sent you six secret techniques. Are you trying to get yourself killed because you have too much lifespan?"
You can't spoil a cat, or it will become a jerk.
Fang Zong was still curled up on the sofa: "Bring the leather shoes over, let's go out."
"Do you take me for a dog?"
"A dog ate a fish worth over 60,000?"
"Dogs are cheap, cats are expensive!"
"Dogs are loyal!"
"You stupid dog, if you're so capable, find a dog that can beat me!"
Finally, Fang Zong threw Hu Batian into the air, jumped up and kicked him so hard that he turned Hu Batian into a star in the sky.
He himself soared into the sky, riding the wind across the vast expanse.
Hu Batian flew back quickly and perched on his shoulder: "Where are you going?"
"Ten stores."
According to Hu Batian, every city, even third-tier cities, has already seen the emergence of magically powerful ghosts.
However, many ghosts lack the awareness of a powerful expert. They are newly born and do not yet understand this world. They hide themselves very well and do not reveal their ghostly aura, making it difficult for Hu Batian to find their hiding places.
However, at the Ten Gates Market, there is a magical-level ghost that Hu Batian had seen a long time ago.
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