Chapter 369: Ghostbusters (24)

Seeing that he was finally relieved, the little Taoist quickly helped him to

hide in the cellar.

He took time to glance at the black grievances flying in the sky, praying in

his heart not to have an accident!

Ajin controls countless resentments and constantly chases the flying plane in

the air.

Resentment penetrated the iron skin and plunged into the driver's body. The

driver hit a clever moment and his look changed suddenly. His eyes were red,

and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

The maneuvering aircraft immediately reversed direction and rushed towards the

aircraft behind.

There was a team member's inquiry sound from the pager. He was deaf and only

fired at the opposite plane.

The opposite plane hurriedly avoided, the inquiry in the pager became more and

more rapid, and only his teammates laughed wildly in the pager.

"Go to hell! Hahaha! Go to hell!"

This is not the most troublesome. The most troublesome is that more and more

aircraft are starting to have problems, and they are attacking their own

teams.

When the command received the report from the pilot, they were all stunned and

looked at each other dumbstruckly as they did not know what to do.

Just before they figured out the situation, something even more serious

happened, and a plane was hit by its own and crashed.

A Jin looked at the black smoke plane in the sky. The plane drew a parabola in

the air and hit the ground directly. She was slightly satisfied.

Because of this chaos, the bombing in the sky was temporarily over, and some

were still aftermath.

The pilot was given an order to fight back, and he was inseparable from his

own fight in the sky. He only heard the sound of gunshots from the sky, and

occasionally the bullets swept on the roof wall.

The little priest pulled the village chief to bend over, avoiding the bullets

that kept sweeping over.

"Boo-boo-"

Bullet holes were punched out on the wall and the ground, and the little

Taoist was fascinated by the raised sand.

He rubbed his eyes and scolded Hua Sanniang in his heart. The shells were

gone, but the bullets came.

"Lao Zhang! Hold on! It's coming soon!"

He shouted and shouted at the village chief.

The village chief just looked at him breathlessly, and the little Taoist

realized that his condition was not right, and helped him sit aside.

"Lao Zhang? Are you okay?"

"No... cough... nothing..."

The little priest looked at him with a pale complexion, and the hand holding

him was weak, could it be that he was stunned just now and did not react?

There were still bullets coming around him, he didn't dare to shout at Hua San

Niang on the roof, he could only stand there and worry.

"Mr. Zhang, let me carry you! This bullet doesn't have long eyes. It won't be

good if it comes over!"

The village chief waved his hands weakly. He leaned his head against the back

wall and looked up at the direction of the roof, as if trying to see

something.

The little Taoist looked at the direction he was looking at and knew who he

wanted to see without thinking.

Just then, an aircraft was shot down again, and the aircraft crashed from the

sky with black smoke and a huge roar.

The little Taoist looked at the aircraft that was getting closer and could not

care so much. He pulled up the village head and shouted to the roof:

"San Niang!"

A Jin frowned, and the direction of the plane's fall was directed at them. If

he was hit by the plane, the village would have been destroyed.

She dissipated her resentment, and a lot of resentment rushed towards the

plane. The pilot in the plane had jumped off the plane to escape, leaving only

an iron shell out of control.

Resentment wrapped around Fei, trying to change the direction of its fall.

It's a pity that the plane crashed extremely fast, and resentment only dragged

it down.

The little Taoist almost dragged the village head around, and he did not

forget to look back at A Jin as he walked.

With a glance, he almost stopped his footsteps, and saw that the black devil

pattern on her forehead was faintly shining, and the resentment in her body

continued to fly out, rushing straight towards the falling plane in the sky.

The little Taoist didn't know what the devil's pattern on her forehead was. He

always thought it was just the characteristics of Mosha, like the fangs of

evil spirits and the miserable appearance of evil ghosts.

Unexpectedly, that thing would still shine, and as she continued to release

her grievances, the magic pattern seemed to gradually become smaller.

The Taoist priest was suddenly cheerful, the magic pattern should be used to

seal resentment, otherwise her body would have been exploded.

Thinking of this, the little Taoist couldn't help but chill all over her body.

She was already very strong. If she could undo the moire again, he couldn't

believe how much resentment Mosha had. The records were all based on evidence,

not groundlessness.

A Jin narrowed her eyes. This was a good opportunity to liberate her

grievances. She simply let go of her hands and feet and relieved her

suppression of grievances. Hua Sanniang's grievances were finally released.

The little Taoist stood at the spot in shock at the scene, and saw the sky

covered with dark clouds, the violent wind, and the sky and the sand were

wrapped in bullets and hit the wall with crazy bullets.

"Crazy! She is crazy! We are all over!"

The village chief looked at him dimly:

"What happened to San Niang? What happened to her?!"

The little Taoist's mouth made a wry smile: "She's very good~www.mtlnovel.com~

It's us who caused the accident!"

The howling wind blew away his words, and the village chief tried to get

closer to him and wanted to hear his words clearly.

"What are you saying? San Niang is not good? No! I want to go back!"

As he said, he let go of the little Taoist and walked back under the strong

wind.

The little Taoist watched him run out for three or five meters in an instant,

and his sturdy physique was as weak as before.

"My village chief! Can you stop for a while!"

The little priest ran forward to stop him, and while the two were pulling,

several bullets hit their feet, and the little priest jumped aside.

Looking up again, the falling plane has been swept into the sky by manic

anger, and is constantly spinning. The direction of the fall seems to have

changed slightly.

Before the little Taoist loosed his breath, I saw that the resentment in the

air gradually dissipated, the overcast wind paused, and the plane crashed

again quickly.

After all, resentment is effective against living creatures. The plane is just

an iron shell, or Newton has the final say.

When Ah Jin was preparing to use energy, she suddenly lost sight of her, and

her consciousness fluttered for a moment.

It's Hua San Niang!

When she released the repression, Hua Sanniang's consciousness was released

with resentment.

A Jin set her mind, and when she opened her eyes again, she was surprised to

find that all the resentment in the sky was condensed by Hua Sanniang. The

thick resentment formed a semi-circular black barrier above the village, just

like a black The porcelain bowl protects the whole village.

Since the whereabouts of the plane could not be stopped, the village below was

kept.

A Jin narrowed her eyes, and the little priest looked at the black barrier in

the sky with a shock and murmured:

"Can this work?"

A Jin stood hand in hand and stood on the roof watching what Hua San Niang

did.

"No matter what you do!"

Hua San Niang's wish, she already knows.