Spiritual resurrection: Flirting with the best female ghost at the beginning

The old man was so tired that he had to wait for the next meal.

Lingquan Cave.

The old, skinny figure stood in the void, watching the endless batches of ghosts escaping from the ghost domain.

One person stood alone, with a calm face.

"Food!"

The ghosts stared at Cang Lao with greedy eyes, and had already regarded Cang Lao as a tonic food, and they all rushed to share Cang Lao.

Cang Lao, dressed in cloth, picked up the wine gourd on his waist, drank two gulps of wine, and then a ball of hot flames erupted from Cang Lao's mouth.

Burned the ghosts around.

Put away the wine gourd.

The old man's cloudy eyes gradually became sharp, and his gaze turned to the blood-colored mist that kept overflowing from the entrance of the ghost cave.

Whoosh!

A sound of breaking through the air was heard.

Lin Huan's figure fell behind the old man, and he bowed to him.

"Master!"

The old man nodded slightly: "Little Lin, have you been rescued?"

"Yes."

"What does it mean that Mingyuan led this miasma here?" Lin Huan looked at the blood-colored mist with a serious face. These miasma have little effect on the spirit controller, but ghosts will become extremely manic if they are slightly contaminated.

"Mingyuan has always been unsystematic in doing things."

"Return the manpower."

The old man took the wine gourd and drank a few sips.

"Understood." Lin Huan responded.

"Master, Mingyuan is targeting Lin Que. I want to take Lin Que to the Night Patrol."

Cang Lao waved his dry arm: "I know what you are thinking. When Lin Que enters the inner courtyard, I, as the master, will make arrangements for him."

Lin Huan wanted to say something, but seeing that Cang Lao was so determined, she had to give up.

On the other side.

Red Devil Den.

The Night Patrol took over the battlefield, and the army pressed on. With hot weapons and powerful strength, they suppressed the riot of the Red Devil Den like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

As for Chen Jinjin, he was also escorted back to the Night Patrol for interrogation by He Chen and others.

Mo Xing and other Canglan Academy instructors counted the people in fear.

There were quite a few disciples of the academy who were killed this time.

Fortunately, there were Lin Que, Qin Feng and others, otherwise the death toll would be far more than this.

Ying Lao and others escorted their disciples out of the Red Devil Den.

"Lin Que, what are you doing?" Mo Xing saw Lin Que rolling up his sleeves and picking up pieces of soul jade of different colors on the ground.

"Picking up wealth!"

"What kind of family do you have?"

"Waste is shameful, do you understand?"

Lin Que didn't even raise his head, and used his hands and feet to pick up soul jade.

Mo Xing's face darkened: "Stop, these soul jades were killed by the Night Patrol, and there will be someone to collect them. You are violating the rules of the game."

"Tsk, stingy!"

Lin Que curled his lips and threw the last soul jade into the space ring.

"Get out of here!" Mo Xing roared.

Every time he saw Lin Que, Lin Que's shamelessness would refresh his three views.

"Why are you so fierce? Just leave."

"No wonder you are thirty or forty years old and still haven't found a wife."

"You don't understand romance at all."

Lin Que taunted as he walked.

Not very aggressive, but extremely insulting.

"I can't stand it anymore, Lin Que, stop right there!"

"Old Mo, calm down! He is our student, we should be tolerant."

The instructor on the side quickly grabbed the violent Mo Xing and comforted him.

Under Mo Xing's angry gaze, Lin Que left the Red Devil Den.

Lin Que came to the gathering point.

At this moment, Old Ying and others were already counting the rankings of the hunting results of this autumn.

"Brother Lin, why did you come out so late?" Xiang Qian looked anxious.

"Other teams have gone up to calculate the number of soul jades, and we are almost dying of anxiety."

Su Tang also looked unhappy. This guy always likes to play with heartbeats.

"Why are you in such a hurry? The protagonist is often the last to appear." Lin Que chuckled.

"Hunting Blade Yuling Group, you are the only ones left. If you don't register, it will be considered as your abstention!" Old Ying looked at Lin Que's position and said.

"Okay, I'll be right there." Lin Que hurriedly trotted onto the stage.

Lin Que went on stage and bowed slightly to Old Ying.

Old Ying nodded. She was still very impressed with Lin Que.

He was the first one to stand up against the ghosts in the Red Devil Den.

This courage is precious!

"Lin Que, don't waste everyone's time. Take out your soul jades piece by piece." Yang Xiao sneered from the audience.

As early as after the Night Patrol killed the ghosts, he led the Flywheel Yuling Group to pick them up.

His soul jade ranked fourth this time.

"Take it piece by piece, it's too petty." Lin Que raised the corner of his mouth, holding the Canglan Order in his hand.

With a flick, soul jades were thrown out one after another.

"If Heaven had not given birth to Marshal Lin, there would have been no handsome man in Canglan for eternity."

"Car is coming!"