Chapter 313: Foxy Spirit 12

Several thieves who were obsessed with women looked to the side impatiently as he said, and their movements froze in an instant.

The ghostly blue fire slowly burned in the direction pointed by the man, and attacked them little by little.

Along with the ghostly fire, there was a baby-like cry.

The cry was shrill and seemed particularly scary in the night.

At this moment, even the most courageous thief, Rao, had his hair standing on end.

They unconsciously thought of the dream last night, and the various pains when they were killed.

One of them was so scared that he missed a step and fell into Gu Li's courtyard.

But there was no pain, he only felt endless softness, as if he had fallen into a pile of flesh and blood.

"You stepped on me." A faint female voice rang in his ears, causing the man's back to stiffen suddenly.

The slowly floating will-o'-the-wisp also floated in front of the crowd at this moment, circling around them.

The crying of babies, the biting coldness of the will-o'-the-wisp, and the tentacles that came from nowhere all played together to create an extremely gloomy atmosphere in the night.

A shrill scream broke through the void, and the robbers finally couldn't bear the fear in their hearts, and they rolled and crawled towards their own courtyard.

But the will-o'-the-wisp followed them like a thorn in their bones, forcing these people to open the courtyard door and run out.

Such a big commotion naturally woke everyone up.

The neighbors lit candles in their homes and looked outside, watching several big men running out in a hurry.

As for ghosts?

They looked at the darkness behind the big men in surprise, and silently wrapped themselves in their quilts. They

didn't see anything...

The brave child wanted to go out to see the excitement, but was caught by his mother and spanked several times on the buttocks, and cursed: "If you dare to go out, I will break your legs!"

While saying this, the woman said to her husband lying on the bed: "Go to the temple tomorrow to ask for some incense."

It was still scary in the middle of the night.

As the shrill voice faded away, some panicked neighbors fell asleep again.

But there was one person who did not escape from the endless ghost fire.

Ying Ze felt the biting cold, as if he had returned to the night of murder.

The sound of heads rolling echoed in the courtyard, and the voice from last night appeared again: "Young Master, I'm in so much pain."

"Young Master, can you come and accompany me?"

"Young Master..."

The sound of "Young Master" was like a death spell, and finally broke the last bit of reason.

He dragged his broken leg from falling from the wall and ran towards the door frantically, hugging his legs and saying in panic: "I don't want to kill you, it's those people who forced me to do it!"

"Every grievance has its perpetrator, go find them!"

"Don't worry, when I enter the court, I will definitely build tombs for you and kill those bandits to accompany you!"

He kept muttering, trying to use those methods to let the ghosts following him rest in peace.

Ying Ze could not walk fast with his lame leg, and he could feel the faint breath behind him about to penetrate into his body.

At this moment, he bumped into an extremely strong chest.

The smell of blood spread to his nose, and he raised his head with a bad feeling in his heart, and saw the bandit leader with an unpredictable expression.

At this moment, he held a fire starter in his left hand and a head in his right hand. That was the head of the culprit of tonight's incident.

Ying Ze's hands and feet suddenly became cold, and he didn't even dare to look at this man.

If the bandit heard what he said, would he kill him immediately?

He...he didn't want to die!

"Brother Ying, what are you talking about?" When Ying Ze was thinking about it, the bandit leader suddenly spoke coldly.

Yingze swallowed and smiled palely: "I... I didn't think about anything."

He didn't dare to think.

After that, Yingze closed his eyes and waited for the bandits' punishment.

The expected pain did not come, but a still warm head was stuffed into his arms.

The bandit leader's voice was still flat at this moment: "Since you don't think about anything, go back to sleep."

After that, the man turned around, but Yingze didn't dare to follow him in.

There is a ghost in there.

"What? Don't you want to go in?" The bandit boss stopped in front of the door of the small courtyard and looked at Yingze dimly.

Yingze swallowed, and after a long time, he said with difficulty: "Go in."

Maybe he shouldn't have joined them from the beginning.

"Ding, scum abuse value +20, cumulative scum abuse value 60."

In the courtyard that finally quieted down, Gu Li put away the vines that resembled meat on the ground, lit a small torch, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Ever since she knew what those guys were thinking, she began to prepare these props.

Raising her hand to take back the cold jade that Mo Ci gave her, Gu Li smiled and said, "These people are not very brave."

The will-o'-the-wisp made of cold jade and a few vines can be done, it's really easy.

13: "..."

Woman, you have such a vicious heart.

Who was it that stayed up late last night to scare them? Who was hiding behind the cold jade and pretending to cry like a baby?

You have done all the bad things, and now you say those people are timid.

Gu Li didn’t care what 13 said. She glanced at Mo Ci who had been hiding aside and watching the excitement. She raised her eyebrows and said, “Even without you, I can scare them!”

Humph, this guy saw that she was busy and refused to help at all.

Mo Ci looked at the smug look of the little monster and couldn’t help but laugh and cry: “As a monster, you put so much effort into it but only scared a few humans. You are so proud of it?”

Gu Li pinched her waist and said, “Why can’t I be proud? Am I not powerful? I’m just a two-hundred-year-old kid!”

What else does she want her to do?

Mo Ci: "..."

You are so awesome!

As for what he did when he was two hundred years old?

It was so long ago that he had already begun to forget.

However, it doesn't take so much effort to deal with these humans.

Thinking of this, Mo Ci flashed behind Gu Li, grabbed her by the back of the neck and swung her, then turned her into her original form and held her

in his arms. Gu Li's furry tail exploded, and she couldn't help but pinch her arm: "What are you doing?"

Mo Ci lowered his eyes: "Practice."

He had to improve the cultivation of this little fox, otherwise he wouldn't be able to fight back when facing a few bandits in the future.

Gu Li's eyes blurred, and she was stuffed into the spiritual spring to soak.

Those spiritual springs were composed of pure liquid spiritual energy, and they delivered spiritual energy to Gu Li's body the moment they touched it.

Gu Li, who had been poor for more than a hundred years: "..."

Damn, is this the world where the rich and powerful practice cultivation?

She began to be jealous!

"Open your mouth." A man's voice came from her ears. Gu Li subconsciously opened her mouth and was filled with spiritual springs.

Gu Li: "!!!!"

Damn guy, you dare to let me drink bath water?

The angry little fox spit out several bubbles in the spiritual spring.