Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

When Yang Xiaobao stared intently, he found that the shadow had already run under the streetlight ahead.

Seeing this shadow, Yang Xiaobao's heart trembled, and he immediately sat up straight.

Because he saw that the whole body of this shadow was covered with a layer of black air.

Under the illumination of the light, the layer of black air seemed to be covered by a layer of moths.

Without hesitation, Yang Xiaobao immediately pushed open the car door and jumped down.

After the shadow stayed under the streetlight for a while, it began to run out into the darkness.

Yang Xiaobao could tell at a glance that this shadow was waiting for him.

Maybe this is a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

If Liu Qiaoyun was here at this time, he could go after him with complete peace of mind.

But if he chased him now, that Batso might leave the villa.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao stopped in his tracks.

He shrugged, turned and walked back to his car.

Yang Xiaobao sat back in the car, took out his mobile phone, and called Liu Qiaoyun.

When Liu Qiaoyun heard that he saw an evil spirit, he immediately said, "Xiaobao, wait for me there, I'll go over now."

After Yang Xiaobao hung up the phone, he saw that black figure reappeared under the streetlight in front, as if waiting for Yang Xiaobao to pass by.

Now he was completely sure that this evil spirit was coming after him.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao calmed down, sat in the car, and looked at the black shadow leisurely.

Not long after, a middle-aged woman with a bag came here from a distance.

Yang Xiaobao watched the middle-aged woman getting closer and closer to the street light.

Yang Xiaobao secretly thought it was bad.

This evil spirit is likely to entangle this middle-aged woman.

Yang Xiaobao opened the door again and got out of the car.

When the middle-aged woman walked under the street lamp, Yang Xiaobao clearly saw that the middle-aged woman stopped suddenly.

Then her body shook, and the black shadow suddenly disappeared.

Yang Xiaobao stomped his feet, knowing that the evil spirit had possessed the middle-aged woman.

A thick black shadow shrouded the middle-aged woman.

She turned and walked the way she had come.

Yang Xiaobao had no choice but to quickly chase after him.

He knew that if he didn't catch up, the evil spirit might hurt other people.

The middle-aged woman who was haunted by evil spirits turned her head, smiled strangely at Yang Xiaobao, and strode forward.

Yang Xiaobao snorted, and took out the Lingxiao Mirror from his pocket.

He must subdue this evil spirit as soon as possible.

Otherwise, it will be a big trouble.

The middle-aged woman walked faster and faster, Yang Xiaobao could only speed up to catch up.

Soon, Yang Xiaobao chased him into an alley.

This alley is very narrow, and there are no street lights, so it looks very dim.

When they got to the middle of the alley, the middle-aged woman was caught up by Yang Xiaobao, and suddenly stood there, turning to look at Yang Xiaobao.

Yang Xiaobao smiled strangely at him when he saw her.

Then he stretched out two hands and grabbed Yang Xiaobao's throat.

Yang Xiaobao snorted, and slowly raised the Lingxiao mirror in his hand.

The middle-aged woman took a few steps back in fright, trying to escape.

But it was too late, the Lingxiao mirror shone on the middle-aged woman, and the middle-aged woman let out a shrill scream.

Yang Xiaobao saw a cloud of black air slowly gushing out from her mouth.

Not long after, the black shadow was completely torn from the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman fell to the ground with a plop.

And the black shadow was instantly absorbed into the Lingxiao mirror.

Yang Xiaobao heaved a sigh of relief, and hurried over to help the middle-aged woman up.

He touched the middle-aged woman's nose with his fingers and found that the breathing was a little weak.

Yang Xiaobao's hanging heart was relieved, and just as he was about to inject energy into the middle-aged woman's body, he felt the air around him suddenly tense.

Yang Xiaobao frowned.

"I thought I could hang on to you for a while, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

A voice came faintly from behind.

Yang Xiaobao turned around and saw a man in black clothes standing there.

What made Yang Xiaobao's heart tremble was that this man was actually wearing a mask.

A white mask.

The other party is from Japan!

Yang Xiaobao grinned, and said: "I was worrying about how to find you, but I didn't expect you to fall into the trap."

"Yang Xiaobao, it's not certain who will die and who will live today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xiaobao heard footsteps coming from behind him.

Yang Xiaobao turned around and saw another guy with a white mask coming from the other side.

"Now, you should know who threw himself into the trap, right?" The first masked guy said with a sinister smile.

Yang Xiaobao sighed, put the middle-aged woman against the wall, and then slowly drew out the dagger.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it." Yang Xiaobao said coldly.

At this moment, Yang Xiaobao's cell phone rang suddenly.

The ringtone of the phone seemed so piercing in this confusion.

"Heck, Yang Xiaobao, don't you want to see who is calling you?"

Yang Xiaobao stuffed the Lingxiao mirror into his pocket, and then took out his phone.

It was Xia Chuxia who called.

Yang Xiaobao pressed the hands-free button.

"Miss Xia, what's the matter?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two masked guys jumped up very high at the same time, and the Japanese swords in their hands slashed at Yang Xiaobao at the same time.

Yang Xiaobao felt like his whole body was being pressed down by a boulder, and it became difficult to breathe.

Yang Xiaobao was shocked by the cultivation of these two Dongying people.

"Xiaobao, the security guard in the community told me just now that Bacuo drove out."

Just as Yang Xiaobao kicked off the ground and flew up, he heard Xia Chuxia say so.

Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "I know."

At the same time, the short knife in his hand met the Japanese knife of the Japanese man who was facing him.

The two knives collided and made a harsh friction sound.

"Little Treasure, what's the sound over there?" Xia Chuxia asked.

Just when Yang Xiaobao touched the Dongying man's knife in front of him, the Dongying man's knife behind him also arrived behind Yang Xiaobao.

Yang Xiaobao snorted, twisted his body, and dodged his knife.

The Dongying man who bumped into Yang Xiaobao felt a torrent rush towards him.

He couldn't help but thumped back a few steps, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

"It's nothing, I'll hang up first."

After Yang Xiaobao finished speaking, he hung up Xia Chuxia's call.

"Sure enough, I didn't expect your cultivation to be so high." One of the Dongying people praised.

Yang Xiaobao smiled and said: "I'll give you a chance, put down what you're holding and surrender now, maybe I won't kill you."

"Yang Xiaobao, do you think it's possible?"

The person who was repulsed by Yang Xiaobao yelled violently, and raised the Japanese sword in his hand again.