The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

"Master Dao, what is in this formation is the Seven Star Sword."

Fearing that they would be kicked away together, the ghosts hurriedly translated the words of the hanged ghost.

Seven Star Sword?

The Seven Star Sword is the most precious treasure of Taoism. Yan Tao had searched for it many times in her world before giving up, but she did not expect to meet her here by chance.

"it is true?"

The ghosts nodded frantically, "Master Dao is real, we dare not approach him."

Longquan was domineering and domineering. They were curious and wanted to approach him, but they were all injured by the pure yang energy of Longquan sword, and then they dared not approach him again.

The ghosts dragged a small, chubby ghost out to show Yantao. The little ghost only had a left arm, and the right was empty.

"Look, Daoist, this is the seven-star sword injury, a sword qi burst out, Xiaopang didn't dodge it, almost lost his soul."

The little chubby ghost was very afraid of Yan Tao, so he held the ghosts back and dared not go forward, Yan Tao raised his eyebrows, and hooked his plain fingers at him, "Come, come here."

Wow!

This man is terrible!

The little chubby ghost walked towards Yan Tao reluctantly with a mournful face, his expression and big eyes were ready to cry, as if he would burst into tears at any moment.

He crouched at Yantao's feet with his little belly in his arms, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "Dao, Lord Dao, kick it lightly..."

They are relatively heavy, and it will definitely hurt if they hit the ground.

Yan Tao twitched the corner of her mouth, does she look cruel?

The kind of cruelty that even children kick?

Kicking the little chubby ghost, Yan Tao's peach blossom eyes raised a clear arc, and told him to stretch out his arms.

"No, don't!"

The little chubby ghost was really crying now, wiping away his tears in dismay, flinching and stretching out one arm, while the other was empty and empty, "I don't want to become a disabled person without arms, I want to eat Cake, eat candied haws, eat..."

Xiao Qi stood up speechlessly: This little devil eats a lot.

A little golden light appeared from Yan Tao Subai's fingertips, she lowered her eyes, flicked her finger, the golden light turned into black, lightly flicked her thumb against the black light, suddenly the yin energy rushed into the little fat ghost Lost the right shoulder of the arm.

In an instant, he gave birth to a fleshy arm again.

White and fat, like lotus root.

The little chubby ghost looked at the lost arm in shock, with tears still hanging on his face, he hiccupped and thanked Yan Tao, "Thank you Daoist~"

"I have a request to help you."

Yan Tao stared coldly at the hanging ghost crawling back, "This formation is too annoying, you go and drive all the mice in the mountains here, dig holes, and when you dig out the Longquan, when can you leave."

Ghosts...? ? ? !

Hearing this was stunned.

EXCUSE ME? !

Master Dao, are you kidding me?

They have lived on this mountain for not a day or two, and there are many people who want to break the formation.

Yan Tao is definitely the first one who wants to use mice to dig holes.

Hanged Ghost: "Why am I going?"

Yan Tao smiled: "Otherwise you want me to go?"

The hanged ghost trembled: "Who dares to bother the Taoist master, I'd better let the little ghost go. I like to work, and I'm the best at chasing mice."

Yan Tao leaned against the tree, glanced at the ghosts, "What about you?"

"We love it too! We love it!"

All the ghosts raised their hands in unison, "I promise to do everything for you!"

Young Master Yan's pretty eyebrows stretched out, with a gentle smile on his face, he nodded, "That's good, let's do it now."

She let go of the rope, and the ghosts flew away and fled in all directions!