Chapter 861 The Master Has Changed His Face

After all, the tomb is still a little dark, and when it is above, the sun is shining, the breeze is breezy, there is so much less yin and evil spirits, and the breath is much more comfortable.

Of course, there are other ghosts.

Xie Qiao picked up his soul bell and shook it.

The sound of "ding ding ding ding dong" is very clear, which is completely opposite to the swaying bell of the ghost. Xie Qiao's bell makes people feel natural.

Some ghosts have run away.

But it's not a big problem. After all, there are many ghosts in the world that are stained with blood. It's the same when they encounter them and then catch them. Even if you want to form an array to control them all, it's impossible.

All she can do is seize what she sees now.

There are still many ghosts left on the mountain.

Maybe it's because the ghosts didn't expect that the great immortal they were talking about was taken by Xie Qiao.

"One by one, those who are in line, those who are disobedient and want to run, will be served by Huang Fu, and they will weigh themselves." Xie Qiao's words are very bluffing.

In fact, with so many ghosts, it would be quite troublesome to deal with them if they were to go up together, and the blood talisman had to be wasted, but Xie Qiao dared to bet that these spirits would not dare to go up.

Sure enough, after being drawn over by Xie Qiao's evocative bell, these ghosts looked at each other in dismay.

Even if there were two ghosts who wanted to resist, seeing that the other souls did not move, and knowing that the odds of winning were poor, they all stayed silent.

Xie Qiao received them one by one.

Those with blood and those without blood are treated differently.

The former's attitude is a little colder, while the latter's attitude is quite tolerant, of course, it is still slightly worse than those honest ghosts in the capital.

These unstained ghosts are just... too late.

With so much effort, Xie Qiao was busy all afternoon.

The whole person was a little tired, and his feet were shaking. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat on the stone, his eyes looking up at the sky.

"Master Mo, I just wanted to say, is there something dirty on your face...?" Xie Pinggang pointed to Xie Qiao's forehead.

"Dirty?" Xie Qiao was stunned for a moment, then reached out and scratched his forehead.

This grab, grab a piece of "skin".

Everyone was shocked.

When the master came out of the tomb, they noticed what was on the forehead of the master, but the master was busy at that time, so they did not dare to speak, but they did not expect that the skin would fall off after such a scratch? !

Thriller.

Xie Qiao stopped breathing, hurriedly covered his head, dragged the bamboo basket, and rushed towards the superior weed pile on the side.

He stumbled under his feet, with a "bang" sound, and fell.

Zhao Xuanjing was about to help him when he heard Xie Qiao shout, "Don't come here!"

"..." Zhao Xuanjing helplessly looked at her small body, struggled on the ground twice, and then climbed up with difficulty and stubbornness.

In the end, he hid behind the grass, rustling, guessing...it was to rearrange the makeup.

"His Royal Highness, is there something wrong with the skin of the master?" Xie Pinggang frowned and thought for a while, and then smacked his mouth, "It doesn't feel like it, shouldn't it be... She is disguised?"

"How does Gu know?" When it was time to be stupid, Xie Qing actually learned to be smart.

"Aren't you the master's junior brother?" Xie Pinggang was bold.

"It's normal for women to care about their appearance." Zhao Xuanjing said casually.

However, when he said this, Xie Pinggang would only follow the words and think badly: "His Royal Highness means... the master is actually not good-looking, or is already disfigured, so he is so secretive?"

Or else?

She can't be a big beauty, she can't think of life and death, and she has to toss herself into such a mediocre appearance, right?

That's not reasonable!