It is not difficult to kill this ghost baby. What is difficult is how to suppress the broken pages of the dark book in his body. He naturally does not dare to be careless about things that even the sloppy Taoist should treat with caution.

"You would rather listen to the child's nonsense than listen to the words of this God?"

The ghost baby was furious and his eyes were red.

Yang Yu casually:

"If you have something, say it, and if you have fart, let it go."

In a word, the little thing was almost furious, but when he felt the palm of his neck, he had to pinch his nose and endure it.

But it is naturally impossible to ask him to say good things.

He didn't say anything, and Yang Yu was not in a hurry. After listening to the normal storytelling, he went around the streets and found a place to settle in the inn.

After entering the room, the ghost baby became a little active.

But before he could say anything, he suddenly felt a flash in front of him and actually saw ‘self’?

"Hide Book?!"

"Life and Death Book!"

A shocking and angry voice came from the bronze mirror. The person in the mirror seemed to be greatly frightened, and the mirror surface became distorted.

"What?"

The ghost baby was also startled, but he quickly reacted:

"Longyuan City God?!"

"City God?"

Looking at the person in the mirror, Yang Yu was a little surprised: "Are you actually the City God?"

"It's not a book of life and death, it's a little devil!"

Facing the ghost who revealed his identity in one mouth, the City God in the mirror looked extremely gloomy and extremely horrified.

There is no time passing in the mustard seed space. For him, he was still afraid of the Book of Life and Death a moment ago, but in a blink of an eye, he actually saw it!

"A mere city god, I kneel down when I see me! The sins in the book of life and death are cut off half, otherwise, the sins will be added to the next level and you will go to hell and the underworld!"

The ghost baby's voice suddenly became majestic.

"Hahaha! Don't say that you are just a little ghost under the judge's seat. Even if you are really a broken page of the book of the Nether Book, what qualifications are you to judge this god?!"

The City God in the mirror laughed out loud:

"This priesthood may overlap with the underworld, but it is the real god listed in the "Shistoric Book"! You are worthy of it!"

In the room with only one light, two monsters who call themselves gods attack each other, doing their best to be ugly.

Yang Yu didn't persuade him, holding a mirror in one hand and pinching a ghost in the other hand. His expression was subtle, but his heart was a little solemn.

Whether it is the little ghost under the judge's seat or the so-called "district city god", their appearance once again verified the tide theory of Sanxiaosanren.

The gods and demons are back?!

A quarrel lasted for a long time, and it was not until the two angrily cursed that Yang Yu interfered.

Click!

Two sounds came into one, and the "two gods" were pinched at the same time, and the noise came to an abrupt end.

"mortal!"

"Ant!"

Click!

"Fan..."

"Ah..."

Click!

“…”

Click!

Once again, Yang Yu pinched the "two gods" and said, "Yang's face was expressionless:

"Do you continue?"

There was no response, the ghost baby's eyes dripped and bleeding, the city god in the mirror looked ashen, and the severe pain and shame made them tremble all over.

But feeling the cold eyes, I finally endured it.

"Yang is just a mortal, and there are a lot of "gods" around him..."

After sweeping over two freaks, Yang Yu said lightly:
Chapter completed!