Ghost Shelter System

Six people came, and Hazlitt was taken care of by Qin Kun.

Templar Noyce and George William of Demon Hunter Villa were taken care of by Qin Kun.

Menoetius of the Pantheon was lying unconscious on the ground.

The four of them had a huge shadow on Qin Kun and did not dare to say anything.

The remaining two are Laisha from the Pure Soul Society and Richard from the Ghost Council.

Laisha hid at the end and felt inexplicably happy when she saw the proud Menoetius unconscious. This barbaric guy was finally taught a lesson.

But Laisha also has concerns.

Menoetius's ability was among the best among the exorcists who came to support this time. Now that he was knocked down in a face-to-face encounter, it was very disadvantageous for them.

The other party asked if anyone else dared to give it a try, but no one answered. Laisha despised the courage of her companions and said, "Dear Eastern Exorcist, strength does not represent everything. The Ice Witch will teach you. How to be a gentleman."

"Amitabha, why not teach a poor monk?"

In the room, Miaoshan, who had always had no sense of presence, suddenly spoke.

Laisha turned her eyes and chuckled: "Study Indian magic and fight for China. Monks are indeed a group of people who can adapt to the changing circumstances."

The other party's words were sharp, Miao Shan clasped his hands together, and said calmly: "Buddhas are divided into India and China? The enlightened beings are all Buddhas. The witches in the barbaric land really don't understand."

Laisha sneered: "Snow Demon is holy and selfless, I don't need to understand your Buddha."

"Oh? Then do you understand your own snow demon?" Miaoshan asked.

Laisha was a little angry, stamping her feet on the ground, and suddenly a cloud of snowflakes flew up.

Then, it became cold in the house, and ice began to form from the windows, to the door frames, to the ground.

The frost spread and snowflakes danced. Laisha looked at Miaoshan provocatively: "What do you think?"

Miao Shan chuckled: "I think you don't understand, poor monk."

While speaking, Miao Shan suddenly disappeared from sight.

Laisha wondered: "Where did the monk go?"

The room was completely white, and it was a mirage. For the first time, Qin Kun saw a mirage based on reality. It was like an illusion.

Qin Kun pointed to the window: "Maybe outside."

Laisha glanced at the window, and suddenly her smile froze.

After the fight between Qin Kun and Menoetius, no one dared to enter, but Laisha suddenly broke in. She ran to the window and found a giant standing outside!

Wonderful!

The head of Miaoshan, who was more than 10 meters tall, just appeared at the window. The Buddha's eyes glanced in, facing the wind and snow in the sky, and his appearance suddenly changed.

"Laisha, are you looking for me?"

The sound of thunder surged, shattering the glass and letting in.

Miao Shan outside turned into a walking ice sculpture, which looked exactly like the Snow Demon she served and believed in!

Laisha was stunned at the window, resisting the idea of ​​kneeling down, and murmured: "It's impossible... This is my snow world... Every witch's snow demon is different, how could you spy on what my snow demon is? What’s it like…”

A witch from the Pure Soul Society who believes in the Snow Demon.

But the Snow Demon has no specific appearance. The Snow Demon they serve every day is actually what they imagine in their minds. Laisha’s Snow Demon has never been mentioned to outsiders, so this Eastern monk will never know about her Snow Demon. What does the devil look like?

But how to explain it now?

That ice sculpture is exactly the same as the Snow Demon in my heart, exactly the same! ! !

Laisha was by the window, looking a little crazy.

That spiritual sustenance, the god in her heart suddenly came to life, something she had never dreamed of before.

Laisha stood by the window in a daze, and could only lean against the window weakly. She didn't want to fight, she just wanted to take a few more glances.

In the house, Miaoshan appeared again. Qin Kun was shocked. The snow demon outside was still there, and there was another Miaoshan in the house. Could it be that the snow demon was not him?

"Monk, what's going on?" Qin Kun asked in a low voice, and suddenly sniffed, "Why does it smell of alcohol?"

Miao Shan chuckled: "You can't say it, it's wrong. That female donor may be drunk."

The two people were chatting as if no one was around, and the other Western exorcists couldn't understand what was going on.

Menoetius was knocked unconscious in one round, but they still understood.

Why was Laisha lost in her own snow world?

"Laisha, there is nothing outside the window!" Hazlitt, the most mentally powerful person, reminded loudly.

"Of course stupid people can't see anything!"

A snowball hit him in the face, and Hazlitt was extremely angry: "You are the idiot!"

Snowflakes were falling. Qin Kun grabbed a handful and rubbed them. It was indeed cold to the touch. This witch had good courage and decent strength. But when it comes to cheating, Miaoshan Three Thousand Worlds can do it for you. Isn’t it just a matter of minutes to create a snow demon in your snow world?

Patting the snowflakes in his hand, Qin Kun said calmly: "Is there anyone else who wants to come out and try? If not, you will be my hostages."

Qin Kun yawned. He was lucky today. He had always been afraid that the other party would hide under the protection of guns. Unexpectedly, these little guys came out. God help me.

With so many people, they should be able to bring Li Chong back, right?

At the door, Richard of the Ghost Council, as a descendant of a noble, has good education and palace. At this moment, others can sit idly by and ignore Qin Kun's provocation, but he cannot.

"With the honor of the Blood Orchid family, I, Richard, give you..."

Qin Kun waited expectantly for him to finish speaking, when Richard's shoulders were suddenly pressed.

A sunny young man appeared behind Richard.

"Qin Kun, we meet again. I heard you were granted the imperial title, congratulations."

The Demon King, Van Helsing.

Saint, Magic Lisa.

Two groups of soft power flickered in and out, and Qin Kun saw an old acquaintance: "You also want to play?"

The last time they met in the magic city, the light on Van Helsing's body was still silver, but now it has turned golden.

The light was very light and pure. Qin Kun knew that this should be a sign that a Western exorcist had reached the level of a heavenly master.

Van Helsing chuckled: "Me? Forget it, I won't bully you anymore. I heard that you tied up two Knights of the Round Table, and their seniors are planning to come to you for trouble. Can you hold on?"

Wow!

The glass was suddenly shattered. Laisha, who was in a daze outside the window, was angry when she saw her snow demon disappear. She was about to get angry when she saw a middle-aged man with brown hair climbing in through the window.

Laisha was stunned: "Knight Green of the Holy See..."

Looking at another window, a sturdy middle-aged man also climbed in.

"Knight of the Holy See Orton..."

The two middle-aged men looked about 50 years old, but their voices and eyes were extremely old. They stared at Laisha with deep eyes and said hoarsely: "Since you know that you have fallen into the opponent's spell, why do you still indulge in illusory satisfaction? In the middle? The reason why Siberian witchcraft does not allow you to worship the concrete gods is because they are afraid that you will be too fanatical and fall into too deep. Those magicians are just so paranoid to deceive themselves, don’t you understand?”

Laisha lowered her head.

The two walked past Laisha and in front of Qin Kun.

"A powerful Eastern exorcist is rare."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"You're welcome. The two of us are here to teach you a lesson. You took away the magic weapon Xingduo for many years, and it's time to return it today. The Messiah should not be an Easterner."

Qin Kun rubbed his forehead. He didn't have any Xingduo on him.

"Come on then."

As soon as Qin Kun finished speaking, a cross tombstone fell from the void and hit Qin Kun's back. Qin Kun's arms were attracted to the cross.

Paladin Green stretched out his fingers and faced Qin Kun. As Qin Kun struggled, he was sweating profusely: "Odun, this kid is very strong. He quickly found the star."

Paladin Orton walked up to Qin Kun, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was suddenly shackled.

Two fire and water sticks hit the crook of Orton's legs, and Orton knelt down.

The room went dark, and a vertical light appeared directly in front of him, shining down from his head.

This place has become a government office. On the plaque above, there are the four characters "Mingjing hangs high". Below, behind the desk, sits an old man.

"presumptuous!"

"power"

"Martial"

Gavel photographed everyone kneeling on the ground except Qin Kun, who was tied to the cross, and the Green Knight, the caster.

Sakonomi is here.

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