That’s right!
Even after losing her head, the maid ghost did not fall down. Instead, she walked towards the head that fell to the ground.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
The maid ghost staggered to the head, then reached out to pick up her head and put it back on her neck.
“Crack!”
With a slight twist of her hands, the maid ghost actually reattached her head, which made Yang Fan curse in his heart: "Fuck! You woman... have no martial ethics!"
Next, in front of Yang Fan's frightened eyes, the maid ghost took another deep breath, and at the same time opened her hands and placed them on both sides of her mouth, as if she was going to roar fiercely.
"Sword Control Technique!"
As a last resort, Yang Fan used his sword-controlling technique again. The peach wood sword shot out from the side again and chopped off the maid ghost's head again.
“Plop!”
This time, the maid ghost's head rolled on the ground for more than ten meters and finally stopped when it hit the feet of a little ghost.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
But the maid ghost was not dead. Her body took another step and staggered towards her head.
Yang Fan: “…”
In this way, the situation came to a complete stalemate.
Nie Xiaoyu was singing with all her might, using her voice to suppress the tens of thousands of ghosts present...
The maid ghost tried to interrupt Nie Xiaoyu's singing, but every time she did so, Yang Fan's swordplay would chop her head off...
Although Yang Fan used his sword control technique to temporarily stop the maid ghost, he was unable to kill her. He could only watch helplessly as the maid ghost picked up her head again and again, and then installed it on her neck again and again...
On the surface, the battle seemed to have reached a stalemate, with both sides maintaining a balance. However, Yang Fan had no words to complain about, because the Taoist magic power in his body was about to be exhausted!
Yang Fan first performed the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, and then performed the Sword Controlling Technique several times in succession. These moves required huge Taoist magic power to support them, and Yang Fan was just a small junior Taoist priest. How could he have such a deep magic power?
Time passes by every second.
The bus was still parked at the station and showed no signs of moving, which made Yang Fan more and more anxious.
What's going on?
It’s clearly been more than 5 minutes, why hasn’t the bus left yet?
After this question flashed through his mind, Yang Fan quickly glanced at the electronic display board in the carriage. Who would have thought that the number on it was actually a red '0'!
Oh shit!
How could it be 0?
Wasn’t Zeng Zhaolin killed by Du Xiaoxiao?
According to the rules of this bus, one life is equal to one bar of fuel, so Zeng Zhaolin’s death should add one bar of fuel to the bus!
etc!
Something seems wrong!
That’s right! Get off the bus! Only passengers who get off the bus can add 1 tank of fuel to the bus!
Thinking of this, Yang Fan quickly shouted to the inside of the car: "Wake up everyone! Throw Zeng Zhaolin's body out of the car!"
With Yang Fan's loud roar, Jiang Jiarong, Zhao Lu and Du Xiaoxiao, who were bewitched by Nie Xiaoyu's singing, instantly woke up.
So, Yang Fan quickly repeated what he had just shouted, and urged the three of them to speed up and not hesitate at all.
"Quick! Come over here and give me a hand!"
"I can't move Zeng Zhaolin's body by myself!"
"Oh right! And Zeng Zhaolin's head, throw his head down too!"
"Huh? Where did his head fall? Why can't I find it?"
"Hurry up and look under the seat!"
"oh oh."
…
In the panic, Jiang Jiarong and Zhao Lu worked together to throw Zeng Zhaolin's body out, and Du Xiaoxiao also found Zeng Zhaolin's head under the seat and threw it out of the window.
“Crack!”
There was a slight sound, and the number on the electronic display board really changed, jumping directly from '0' to '1'.
"Sword Control Technique!"
At this moment, Yang Fan exhausted the last bit of his Taoist magic power, and used the sword-wielding technique to chop off the maid ghost's head again, and then stood there and prayed silently.
“Crack!”
God helps those who work hard. Amidst everyone's nervous gazes, the front door of the bus was suddenly closed.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of an engine was heard, the bus trembled slightly, and then slowly drove forward.
At this moment, everyone, including Yang Fan, subconsciously looked at the maid ghost, as if they were worried that this guy would cause trouble again!
"Pah, pah, pah..."
The bus had just driven about ten meters when the maid ghost walked up to his head.
She quickly picked up the head and skillfully put it on her neck, but when she turned around, she found that the bus was about to leave the station.
quiet!
The platform was completely quiet!
What Yang Fan didn't expect was that the maid ghost didn't take a deep breath. Instead, she stared at the departing bus with a resentful look.
No!
The maid ghost was not looking at the back of the bus, but was staring straight at Yang Fan through the window of the bus!
hiss!
Seeing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but gasp, wondering, "No way! Could it be that this female ghost has taken a fancy to me? Otherwise, why would she look at me like that?"
well!
Sure enough, being too handsome is not always a good thing!
…
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