The Legend of the Twin Jade
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Ghosts are annoying enough! Why add these bodies, too, jeez!

The bodies stood with their arms outstretched in front of their chests, their mouths giving off black smoke with howls.

The sweat starts hanging on the temple. Li Na looked at Bai Xiang to seek enlightenment. But what we get is not enlightenment. Lin qingxuan's face color was getting faint, pale and alarming.

Li na chose to circulate a glance, at this time the pale bodies cornered her. Howls filled the ears. In times like these the useful stuff that becomes the head is simply not there. Where the hell did his brain go?

Unknowingly, it turned out that from the various movements and steps, Lin qingxuan and Li na made a small circle of people who had not been exposed to the problem.

This is an opportunity that should not be wasted!

A dome was formed, but Lin qingxuan instead of feeling relieved even slightly shouted, "What are you doing?!"

Li na scowled and replied as she was, "Your majesty doesn't look good, this dome will make you feel better."

Being with Lu qeu for several months made Li na learn many ways or even magic? He wasn't even suspicious when fighting those ghosts and corpses.

Lu na flipped over, smiling for a moment when he found that his finger was adept at doing this as well. The blade of the sword danced in the air supported by the fingers of the fingers, like a ballerina spinning beautifully with one foot.

Unfortunately, the result is not beauty. The sword was finally well grasped, moved upward splitting space and air. Streams of blue energy accompanied and made a number of the approaching creatures distorted.

The pale bodies were bounced, the affected corpses ended up being a useless lump of meat.

The ghosts seemed to grow furious and started attacking even harder. Li Na wanted to complain but had no time.

At least, Li na had time to answer Lin qingxuan. "I've let His Majesty help me."

Anyway, Li na's head had an attachment to Lin qingxuan. If Lin qingxuan was injured let alone to death, his head would suffer the same.

So, with Lin qingxuan standing inside the dome, it had already helped him.

"Hard-headed!"

Li na could only grimace and continue slashing. The veil could only be destroyed with his blood. The ghosts were also unable to break the dome, already being told that it could only be destroyed with its blood. Instead, every time those-ghosts and the corpses touched it, they would react as if electrocuted.

Although he looks focused on pale bodies, in fact the corner of his eyes get peculiarity. Again.

Something in the shape of a spindle produces space for light to exist. The light is orange color that makes the eyes comfortable. The clang of the bell was so calm, as if the wind was touching it affectionately. The wood that became the construction material of the house as if given the cleanest air in the world, so it looks so pleasing to the eye in the midst of all this noise.

Stupid, very pleasing to the eye that there is only that, the only thing that is not shrouded in commotion.

The board hanging above the door presented something ambiguous.

Our Warm Home.

I don't know what it means, it means a lot.

Lu na's hand felt already muscular, slashing, bending the sword, giving a stab. How many calories are burned from it. Oh, not to mention the body that keeps moving like a worm doused in vinegar.