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

The moon is bright, and the sky is bright.

Lin Que left Tiandao Pavilion and did not return to Caotang.

He continued to practice in the practice room.

Night!

Everyone in Tiandao Academy fell asleep peacefully.

Night sky.

Tang Xiaohu drove a flying spiritual tool that looked like an ancient wooden boat and took Qiuxiang to drink and enjoy the moon!

"Xiangxiang, look at the moon, it's so big and bright!"

"This red wine is made from grapes I planted for you myself, just like my heart for you, full of love!"

Tang Xiaohu changed his Tang suit and put on a handsome tuxedo. He bit a rose in his mouth and kept looking at Qiuxiang.

Qiuxiang glanced at Tang Xiaohu and whispered, "Aren't you afraid that Lin Que will come out and give you a slap?"

Tang Xiaohu's smile froze. He got angry when he mentioned that bastard Lin Que!

He was the principal of Tiandao College, but he was slapped twice by his own students!

How embarrassing!

This time, he deliberately chose the night and in the air.

He didn't believe that it could be ruined by Lin Que!

"Xiangxiang, the spring breeze is not as good as you. This rose is the 99,999th one I gave you!"

"I love you!"

Qiuxiang took the rose and smiled at Tang Xiaohu: "Remember it very clearly!"

Tang Xiaohu: "Of course, I remember everything about you and never dare to forget it!"

Qiuxiang gently pulled the hair beside her ear with her jade fingers: "Oh, then tell me, how many girls have you hooked up with in these years?"

Tang Xiaohu: ʘʚʘ huh? .

This is a life-threatening question, and a direct answer is not allowed!

We have to think of a way!

"Xiangxiang, I admit that I went a little too far in this matter, but my heart remains the same!"

"My love for you is like the moon in the sky, day after day, never changing!"

"If I tell even a half lie, the sky will strike with five thunders, and this flying spiritual weapon will be blown up!"

As soon as the words fell!

There was a thunderous sound.

In the dormitory building below, a series of figures rose into the air, accompanied by the eruption of shit-yellow gas!

Bang!

It penetrated the flying spiritual weapon directly.

It was not over yet, and dozens of shit-yellow gases below burst out and flew towards the flying spiritual weapon in unison.

For a moment, the originally gorgeous flying spiritual weapon became fragmented. If it were not for the protective cover, it would have crashed long ago.

These shit-yellow gases were taken from the happy water of life purchased from Lin Que!

The healing effect is very powerful!

But this flying fart is also very happy!

Tang Xiaohu: "Fuck!"

This is the flying spiritual weapon that he had tried so hard to get from Zeng Deshuai, and it's worth 3 billion!

Are you wearing it for me?

Qiuxiang was stunned, and then snorted coldly: "Humph, is this the oath you made?"

"Not bad!"

Tang Xiaohu was sweating profusely, his heart was in his throat: "Xiangxiang, listen to my explanation!"

"This is an accident, wasn't there a thunderbolt?"

As soon as the words fell!

Boom!

A muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and Tang Xiaohu shuddered.

God, you won't be so disrespectful!

God: It's so damn smelly!

I'm angry!

Boom!

The originally calm night sky became restless with the explosion of shit-yellow gas.

The moon disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds, and the sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder.

The already broken flying spiritual weapon collapsed directly under the attack of thunder.

Qiu Xiang's soul power exploded, and she returned to land in a blink of an eye.

Only Tang Xiaohu, who was confused, was left on the flying spiritual tool.

Tang Xiaohu's expression was stagnant for three seconds.

Then the veins on his forehead popped up, and he ran around like an ant on a hot pot.

"Xiang Xiang, don't leave me!"

"I can't fly!"

Bang!

Another boy flew into the sky on the shit-yellow gas, and Tang Xiaohu quickly grabbed the boy's thigh.

Puff!

The shit-yellow gas directly submerged Tang Xiaohu.

Tang Xiaohu: _(´ཀL`」∠).

"Did you eat 82-year-old stinky tofu?"

"Pang stinky!"

"Ugh..."

The boy wanted to cry but had no tears: "Principal, I don't want to do it either. It's all Lin Que's fault!"

He was injured in a ghost mission, and believed Lin Que's lies and bought the happy water of life.

The injury was healed, but he also flew into the sky and farted.

Tang Xiaohu was stunned, then he gnashed his teeth and cursed: "Fuck!"

"It's this bastard again!"

"I won't let me go even if I go to heaven!"

Before Tang Xiaohu finished speaking, the boy's butt was

There was a noise.

Puff~.

After a noise, the boy took Tang Xiaohu directly into the thundercloud!

Tang Xiaohu: !!!

"I'm afraid of heights!"

"No!"

"Lin Que, I'll be back."

"Ah!"

In the thunderclouds of the night sky, Tang Xiaohu's wails continued to be heard.

Training room.

Lin Que shuddered.

"I seem to have had a nightmare!"