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Qin Mu's eyes lit up, and he saw clearly that the big head in his hand was the same as the general. The big head was not the same as the general's knee. The big head could control the general with one hand, and his total height was not as high as the general's knee. So when the general appeared, Qin Mu screamed and let Honglian retreat. The aura on this guy's body was too unusual, and it was something Qin Mu had never met before.
Datou seemed to think that the black shadow had taken away all his limelight as soon as it appeared. He became popular immediately. He didn't know what action this guy did below, and he had already made the general notice his existence and caught it with one hand.
"Demonic." The general was also stunned. It seemed that it was the first time he saw such a thing. He pinched it in his hand and rubbed it casually twice, as if the one in his hand was not a creature, but a glutinous rice ball.
The big head was rubbed by him, and the sound was harsh and harsh. Many people began to retreat. The battle at this time was no longer a battlefield for humans.
"Evacuate the crowd." Qin Mu said to Xiaosheng and Xiaobai.
Black Pearl stood on the other side of Qin Mu with a serious face. When Qin Mu turned around, he happened to see it. He probably had never seen Black Pearl's expression. He was stunned for a moment before he ordered Xiaosheng and Xiaobai.
The two women focused on the key points. They couldn't help the battle at this time, so they quickly called on other psychics to leave quickly.
But there are also people who are unwilling to leave here.
Qin Mu glanced at the people with his own eyes and frowned. Since he was unwilling to leave, he could not blame him for any harm he suffered in a while. Even if the boss of the psychic association came, he would not buy it.
As for the residents and law enforcement officers on the opposite flower street, they had already run away when the big head appeared. They were just ordinary people and ordinary humans. How could they fight against these monsters? The struggle between monsters is solved by monsters. Why do you want to find them?
Qin Mu looked at the empty appearance opposite and was considering whether to give all the families in Ningcheng a big brainwash tomorrow morning.
However, the most important thing now is to solve the current general.
Thinking of this, Qin Mu wanted to slap himself. He was full and overwhelmed. What did this evil star do?
Forget it if you get it, the problem is how to send it back?
With a "puff" sound, it was definitely not someone who smiled. The sound seemed a little louder, and it sounded like something like a balloon was broken. Qin Mu was stunned for a moment, and the black shadow seemed to snorted dissatisfied. A pool of mud appeared on his dark gray hand, which slowly flowed down his fingers.
"It's vulnerable, so stingy, is it worth my general's attack?" Qin Mu spoke with great dissatisfaction. He looked closely and found that there were even a few larger parts in the "silt" flowing down his arm. He looked familiar and vaguely saw the outline of a head.
Qin Mu was suddenly shocked. Could this be that big head?
The silt seemed to have an erosion effect. After being thrown away by the general, the sound of "ziz" flowing on the ground actually made. Soon, the ground of the asphalt road had corroded into a large pit.
"This..." Qin Mu didn't know what expression to use. What kind of thing this summoned was? Can anyone tell him?
Qin Mu remembered the summonings like the Pen Immortal and Die Immortal. If the things they call out are more spiritual and more magical, the harder it will be to send back that thing.
In fact, Zhao Bixian and Dixian have many similarities with Qin Mu's Qiling. When Zhao Bixian, Dixian, they usually summon nearby evil spirits, and may also attract small gods like the land.
It's just that the probability is not high.
According to Taoist Master Zhengyi, the ghosts they attract are evil spirits that usually follow people behind them to absorb the essence of others. The magic of supporting the witchcraft is actually a way to open up the tricks of one's own body and then let the ghosts enter their own body to control handwriting. In ancient times, this was used to achieve the purpose of divination.
However, the ones recruited by professional Taoists are all masters and gods, while those recruited by ordinary people are all evil gods and evil ghosts wandering among the people. The flow of this witchcraft into the people has caused great harm to many ordinary people. Many people get mental illness because of this kind of witchcraft. They only occasionally harm people, but once you use this witchcraft to form a fate with ghosts, it will determine that you will follow you, and even make your friends angry.
No matter which one, one thing is very similar, that is, the price to pay when sending the ghost who is reluctant to go back is bound to be huge.
A "Teng" sound interrupted Qin Mu's contemplation. He saw a blue flame suddenly appearing on the war general's hand. The power of this flame was very huge. In an instant, it burned the big head corpse on the war general's hand, but did not hurt the war general at all.
"It's the Nether Fire." Black Pearl was stunned for a moment, his face became more serious, and he took out the soul-catching chain on his waist, "Be careful."
Qin Mu probably rarely saw Black Pearl with such expressions except in his dreams, but he probably was nonsense in his dreams. No matter how Black Pearl changes, it cannot change the origin of her rich second generation. You should know that what Qin Mu and most ghost messengers in the underworld know is Black Pearl's ignorance.
So after Black Pearl reminded him, there were three black lines hanging on Qin Mu's forehead. He sighed inwardly, holding the judge's pen tightly in his hand, and thought to himself: You should be worried about it.
Qin Mu held the judge's pen in his hand, but he didn't have any movement. In the past, if he was against the enemy, this guy would secretly draw runes behind him so that he could achieve an instant effect when he hit the first shot, but this time he didn't.
Honglian couldn't understand him. It was obvious that the thing he summoned might be difficult to control. If he really refused to go back, he had to let them do their best to keep this thing here forever.
Qin Mu sighed. He understood what Honglian meant. Didn’t he feel it? He felt it, and the other party must have felt it. Although a demon clan is just a descendant of the demon clan, he was crushed in front of the general. How many lives does Qin Mu have to let this guy pinch it at will?
Therefore, Qin Mu just held the judge's pen in his hand. If the other party really wanted to kill him, he could fight back as soon as possible to survive.
He stood there, held his body, took a deep breath, so that he would not tremble and not be afraid, and tried his best to reveal piety and honesty in his eyes, and knelt on one knee carefully, saying, "I called you for this."
"This?" the general pointed to the limbs on the ground that had corroded a large pit into a large pit, and said with a smile.
"Yes." Qin Mu only felt that as soon as he finished speaking, the other party's anger seemed to be rising, and the air around him became thinner, as if an invisible big hand strangled everyone's throat, making people unable to penetrate.
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Chapter completed!