The growth point of Painted Skin Ghost soared rapidly.

Growth point +1000 growth point +2000 growth point +3000...Just after more than ten times, a high-pitched noise suddenly came from the bedroom, and the ghost power burst out like a surging flood. All around.

All electrical appliances failed, things shattered, and the house was messed up.

Sadako was shocked, this is a precursor to the birth of an evil spirit! Painted skin ghosts have evolved and become ghosts.

This can take thousands of years of cultivating, coupled with some factors to cultivate to such a degree, and now only in the bedroom, a dozen rounds of vigorous battles.

Sadako was too surprised. No wonder the Painted Skin Ghost repeatedly asked Zhang Wanlin to do double repairs with him. That's why! Sadako suddenly felt a little regretful.

In the bedroom, due to the sudden burst of ghost power, the wardrobe, quilt, and wooden bed were cut into pieces.

Cotton wool was still floating in the air.

Zhang Wan Lin Xin had lingering fears. Fortunately, he was already the master of the Painter, otherwise this small body would surely be broken into pieces in an instant, and he wouldn't know how he died.

How could this ghost be so powerful?

The whole room is messy just by the explosion of evolution.

At this time, the Painted Skin Ghost was riding on Zhang Wanlin's body, with long black hair and no wind. The clothes still left on him were hunting and hunting with ghostly power, and the white body was faintly visible.

After becoming a ghost general, her temperament changed suddenly, like a fairy and a devil, and she was too seductive, and she exuded a kind of temptation and whisper from women all the time.

This is true for Zhang Wanlin, and of course for ordinary men, not to mention, I am afraid that if you see it, your soul will be sucked away.

Of course, Zhang Wanlin has also changed, but his changes are much smaller, just because the muscles have become stronger and stronger, the body shaping has become more wild and fierce, in short, the absolute male proportions are carefully carved like sculptures.

"Officials, thank you very much.

Without you, how much yang would I have to breathe in to reach this level.

You are really the treasure of the slave family. "

The tired painter was paralyzed in Zhang Wanlin's arms, making a languid voice, which made people feel a sense of love and pity when they heard it.

Yangui itself has a powerful temptation power, and now that it has become a ghost general, that power can no longer be described in words.

Fortunately, as the owner, Zhang Wanlin has a natural immune resistance to such temptation.

Zhang Wanlin smiled, "Are you not my treasure?"

He thought in his heart that it was time to put Sadako on the agenda. The Painted Skin Ghost was so powerful that she became a ghost general. What about her Sadako?

It should be stronger.

The painter has become a ghost general, Zhenzi can only envy, she can't see enough of a little grieving ghost in front of her for a minute.

She made the following interview with Painted Skin Ghost.

"Excuse me, what special feelings do you have after becoming a ghost general?"

"Is this an acceptance speech?

The feeling is nothing special, but the ability in all aspects has been improved a lot.

In the past, the creation of illusions could only be pure fantasy, which could not cause substantial harm to the human body.

it's OK now.

In layman's terms, it is more realistic.

It is bound to make officials happier if they are used in practice in the future. "

"It was scary at the time.

After all, one person does this to me, but the next few times will be fine. "

The Painted Ghost raised her eyebrows and looked at Sadako, as if she could see through her thoughts, "It's nothing, you should practice cultivation.

Now all roads lead to Rome, what do you care about him?

Besides, this is an official, so powerful, exuding the charm of a man.

Who can hold it? "

"I am different from you!"

Sadako said, "I will never betray myself for the sake of cultivation!"

The painter smiled: "Don't worry, the next official's target is you.

You are too weak now, he can say that he will use a lot of effort on you. "

Sadako's face blushed, and she was inexplicably nervous and frightened, or she had to pack her bags and return to her family's house, and stay in the well for seven or eight years before coming out.

But it certainly won't work. There is a painter who blasts her home to pieces in minutes.

My Sadako is really a poor fate.

In the evening, after eating, Zhang Wanlin sat on the sofa and waved to Zhenzi: "Zhengzi, come and sit on my side."

Just as this person and ghost were about to take the next step, the doorbell rang.

Ding Ding Ding...Who will come over in the middle of the night?