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Chapter 444 The Ghost Princess

The woman is graceful and graceful, stunningly beautiful.

Wang Tiezhu stood up and his mouth suddenly opened into an "O" shape.

But soon, its mung bean eyes suddenly opened and its neck shrank back.

Because it caught the woman's eyes.

What kind of eyes are these, as clear as ice, as cold as frost, with two dots of red dotted in the deepest part of the black pupils, projecting resentment and coldness.

Just looking at each other made all the hair on Wang Tiezhu's body stand up.

It looks good, but this is a female ghost!

Still a grudge in red!

Under the sun, the shadows are as light as gauze.

The woman looked up at the clear white clouds, some memories flashed through her cold eyes, and she shouted with hatred: "This princess will see the light of day again. This is God's will. The Rong clan is traitorous, and I swear to destroy your entire clan!"

After she finished speaking, she locked eyes with Qin He and others and asked coldly: "What year and month is today?"

Qin He looked at the woman up and down, picking at her nostrils, staring intently.

This woman is really eye-catching as long as you don't look at her.

It's not like the magic corpse that relies on illusions. The actual corpse is already a rotten fake.

This tortuous figure, graceful curves, face, slender hands, and long legs.

Suck it~

Qin He thought of herring Xishi's tofu nao.

White and tender.

I was so angry when I woke up that my coffin exploded. I was so hot-tempered.

But this is not a shortcoming, Qin He loves chili peppers the most.

Roast it over a fire and dip it in some salt and pepper, it's especially delicious.

The woman did not wait for Qin He's answer. Instead, she met the Qin He thief's squinting eyes. She suddenly felt as if she was naked. She said angrily: "If I ask you a question, look again. If I look again, I'll dig out your eyeballs."

!”

What she said was not a lie. She turned her beautiful hand over and her nails grew wildly. The roots were like sharp blades, lingering with thick Yin Qi. With just one stroke, she would be able to penetrate cracked gold and stone.

Qin He reluctantly looked away, cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, um, today is June of the first year of Dali Chongzheng."

"Rongli Chongzheng?"

The woman looked sad and said: "My country, the Song Dynasty, has finally perished."

After a pause, the woman closed her eyes, collected her expression, and asked: "The traitor Hongwu has died?"

"Hongwu..."

Qin He recalled it and nodded: "He died."

Qi Zhi is dead, the founder of the Dali Dynasty has been dead for more than three hundred years and has long since turned into dust.

"What is this place?" The woman looked around and asked again.

"This is the capital." Wang Tiezhu interrupted at this time.

"Shameless traitor, you have occupied our sacred capital of Jinling. If you die, your descendants will repay the debt!" The woman turned around and left with murderous intent.

However, as she moved, she suddenly discovered that her foot could not move. There was a complicated mark on the foot, which was fixed on the coffin.

It’s the Dingling Seal!

She looked around, focused on Qin He, and shouted coldly: "Who are you, how dare you interfere with this princess?"

"Ahem, that's it. It doesn't matter who I am." Qin He grinned, rubbed his hands and said, "What's important is that I dug you out now, so you belong to me now."

"Are you the traitor Eagle Dog?"

The woman's face suddenly turned cold, her body's Yin Qi surged like an explosion, and a terrifying cloud swept around her.

The next moment, before Qin He could say anything, the woman forcefully broke away from the Dingling Seal and grabbed Qin He's Tianling Gai with sharp claws like lightning.

This claw is so fierce that if it is caught, five more holes will appear in the Tianling Gai.

But that was someone else, and Qin He was naturally an exception.

His figure flashed, avoiding the front, and then directed a burst of violent output at the woman's graceful body.

"Suppressing Spirit Seal, Spirit Binding Seal, Weak Spirit Seal, Zombie Spirit Seal, Spirit Reversing Seal, Cursed Spirit Seal, Spirit Paralyzing Seal, Spirit Fixing Seal... Taishan Possession Seal, Universe Reversal Seal."

After quickly reciting the thirty-two seals in the "Thirty-six Moves to Suppress Spirits", Qin He took a long breath.

knock off.

Nothing else, just fast.

The woman flying in mid-air felt that her ghost body suddenly turned into a sculpture.

The negative state of the whole body emerged like a storm, being weakened, paralyzed, immobilized, bound, suppressed, and reversed by Yin Qi... unable to move at all, even the Yin Qi was suppressed.

"Bah!"

As a result, her graceful body faced down and came into extremely intimate contact with the soil on the ground.

The Thirty-Six Spirit-Suppressing Movements are designed to defeat spirits and test the power of Taoism.

At this point, Qinhe has a huge advantage.

"Master, this female ghost is so fierce." Wang Tiezhu cautiously walked forward and took a look, and said in shock.

This female ghost has condensed into a semi-corporeal ghost body, and her strength is at least three hundred years old.

If there was a mass killing, I don't know how many people would die.

"He is quite fierce, but he has no brains."

Qin He commented, then waved his hand: "Tied."

"I...I'll come."

Hui Miqiu volunteered, quickly picked up the rope and the talisman, tied up the female ghost firmly, and attached the spirit-calming talisman that had been prepared long ago.

Qin He took a look at Hui Miqiu's binding technique. He tied the woman like Sister Shiliu, which was very thoughtful.

This bastard is definitely not a good person.

Then, Qin He picked up the woman and threw her onto the bullock cart.

Next stop, continue.

What, good-looking women should be given preferential treatment?

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