The footprints on the ground made Yan Ning feel cold on his back, let alone Hao Jian. His legs were curled up on the sofa, and he refused to even get off the sofa.

"Dabao, you are here to protect Hao Jian, I'll go out and have a look." Yan Ning said.

Yan Ning had a ban outside. Even if their family was a ghost king, it would not be so easy to go out, so they must be still in the house.

This time, Hao Jian agreed without any hesitation. In his eyes, perhaps this room is the only one that is safe.

Miao Dabao agreed, Yan Ning took out two talismans and handed them to Hao Jian, and said, "I don't need to teach you how to do it, right?"

Hao Jian nodded. He had used this Taoist talisman before in Kubota Hiroshi. He carefully placed the Taoist talisman in his close-fitting pocket and was ready to take it out and use it at any time.

Miao Dabao cut it off disdainfully. Although the Taoist talisman given by Yan Ning was powerful, it was definitely not as powerful as his Miao Dabao. Hao Jian didn't recognize Mount Tai and held two broken Taoist talismans, but he didn't know how to please him.

However, although Miao Dabao had a temper, he could still tell the difference. Yan Ning held Ming Po with confidence and walked out of the room, and helped the broken door up, which was better than nothing.

As soon as he helped up the door, Yan Ning was shocked by the scene in front of him. He saw that the narrow corridor was covered with dense bloody handprints, all of which were children. It seemed that it was a foul of the little devil.

"It's interesting."

Yan Ning smiled, bit his middle finger, and a drop of blood popped out. The blood floated in mid-air. Yan Ning quickly pinched his handprint and said:

"Tianpeng Tianpeng is the sect of all gods. It has great power, four eyes, old Xi, and four eyes, and all are connected. It patrols the world and quickly reduces evil spirits."

The blood drips turned into mist, all gathered in front of Yan Ning's eyes. Yan Ning's eyes seemed to be a special sensor, which could easily discover the hiding place of the ghost.

As soon as the Sky Eye Curse was opened, Yan Ning's face suddenly changed. When he looked up, he saw a child standing upside down on the ceiling. The child's head was pressed into a cake-shaped shape, and blood kept dripping down. When he saw Yan Ning discovering him, he immediately sneered.

"Little devil! Why don't you surrender quickly!" Yan Ning shouted violently, pulled out two Taoist talismans, and several thunders in the palm of his hand hit the little devil.

But the little ghost was not in pain at all, and the laughter on his face did not even change at all. Seeing this, Yan Ning suddenly felt awe-in: This little ghost is not simple, he probably has reached the level of the Ghost King long ago.

However, this little ghost just killed a few living people, how could he practice to such an extent? It would be absolutely impossible to become a ghost king without a hundred people as a sacrifice.

"ah!"

Just as Yan Ning was puzzled, the little ghost suddenly attacked and rushed towards Yan Ning. Yan Ning couldn't dodge for a while and was thrown to the ground by the little ghost. The little ghost's power was extremely powerful and he actually pushed Yan Ning so hard that he couldn't get up!

"Eat you!" The little ghost screamed, opened his mouth wide and wanted to bite Yan Ning's neck. The broken teeth in his mouth were chilling. Yan Ning quickly took out Mingpo and stuck his mouth.

Ming Po didn't know what material it was made of. No matter how hard the little ghost tried, he could not move forward any further. Yan Ning saw the opportunity and kicked the little ghost three inches below the navel. Unexpectedly, the little ghost screamed and responded. Yan Ning quickly pushed the little ghost away and distanced him.

"Master, how are you doing? Do you need my help?!" Hao Jian, who was hiding in the room, shouted at the top of his voice.

"Shut up is the biggest help!" Yan Ning shouted impatiently.

"Then Master, be careful! Dabao and I are here to cheer you up!" Hao Jian shouted again.

Yan Ning cursed helplessly: "Shut up!"

At this time, the little ghost on the ground stopped wailing, suddenly stood up strangely, squatted on the ground again, folded his hands and feet in a ferocious range, and soon, it turned into something similar to a spider.

"If a child doesn't learn well, why should he play a spider?" Yan Ning laughed silently and didn't joke much. He raised Ming Po and chopped the little ghost.

The little devil smashed his mouth and suddenly started to act. He used his hands and feet at the same speed, and even Yan Ning couldn't see his movements clearly. He was already wrapped around the head by the little devil. Because the corridor was narrow, Yan Ning didn't have time to turn around, so he was bitten on the shoulder by the little devil.

Yan Ning felt pain and groaned, and blood immediately gushed out and sprinkled on the little ghost's face. The little ghost was splattered by Yan Ning's blood and screamed in terror and retreated repeatedly.

"Your parents didn't teach you, don't eat randomly?" Yan Ning sneered, turned around quickly, and slashed it with a sword. The little ghost could not dodge and was directly cut off one of his calfs by Yan Ning.

"ah--"

The little ghost let out a harsh scream again. Yan Ning felt that his eardrums were about to break. He quickly covered his ears. At this time, the little ghost jumped up and entered the room on the other end.

"Where are you going!" Yan Ning hurried forward and kicked open the door. He saw the little ghost lying on the desk, like a spider resting. In front of him, a long-haired woman in red dress sat facing away from Yan Ning.

The woman's figure is out of shape and looks like a fat man. At this time, she was stroking the broken part of the little ghost's calf with heartache and said with heartache: "Be good, baby, the baby doesn't hurt. Who bullies the baby? Mom will avenge you now!"

The little ghost stretched out his twisted finger and pointed at Yan Ning who was standing outside the door.

"Behind me?"

The woman turned around and revealed a broken face. Her brain flowed from her forehead to her chin and kept dripping to the ground. One of her eyes was broken and the other fell out of her eye sockets. A few bloodshots barely hung the eyeballs on the corner of her mouth. Every time she turned her head, the eyeballs swung left and right...

"Hmph, the mother and son are not reincarnated, they are here to take human life. I will do my best to do the heavens today and beat you to ashes!"

Yan Ning shouted violently and slashed down again. The female ghost screamed shrillly and hid aside. At this time, the little ghost rushed up and rode on Yan Ning's neck!

"Ah... it's fun! It's fun! I have a ball!"

The little ghost suddenly shouted happily, and his two little palms kept patting Yan Ning's head. Yan Ning's heart suddenly sank. This little ghost was actually destroying his yang fire!
Chapter completed!