Bai He stood on the top of Dai Qiaojie's head with one foot, one hand pointed to the sky, the other hand was raised to his chest, and his five fingers slightly opened. Seeing me inexplicably surprised, he said proudly: "What's so surprising? In such a ghost place, I'm ten times stronger than outside. I can confuse these unthinking guys for a minute. You can find the exit quickly, otherwise no one can help you!"

Bai He's words immediately woke up, and I held the remaining cinnabar tightly, squinted my eyes and patted, and began to look for the gap in the Shengmen that had been removed. Fortunately, the rune in my eyes began to fade away slowly, but it was still effective. So I soon saw the light ten meters on the left.

I pulled Dai Qiaojie and ran there, and the woman looked at Bai He on her head in surprise and asked loudly at me, "Is this the ghost you raised?"

In the Dharma Rope Dojo, even these paper spirits can be shaped, and Bai He can naturally enter Dai Qiaojie's eyes. She had known Bai He for a long time and advised me not to play with fire. However, when she saw this beautiful little lady, she became a little more envious. Bai He floated in the air and tried hard to maintain it, while the surrounding ghosts looked confused, as if she couldn't see us - this was the method Yang Daluo refined Bai He in the second workshop of the Provincial Steel. He was specialized in charm, but it was also useful at this moment.

Bai He appeared and made great contributions. He was proud. When he met Sister Dai Qiao's surprised gaze, he immediately said arrogantly: "What are you watching? He is not the ghost raised by this guy. I just don't have a house to live in. I live here temporarily. I'm just paying the rent now."

I ignored the quarrel between the two, walked quickly to the gate of life, took a deep breath, and poured cinnabar into the front again. The powder turned into a gust of wind, rolled forward, and indeed outlined an irregular gate.

The door was like a mirror, and this time, the man in black robe did not appear in this gap again, but I saw another man wearing a Peking Opera mask, Cao Cao, a white-faced man holding a Miao knife to guard here.

As soon as I opened the gap, the man's eyes just shrank back from elsewhere and met me. Then a cold light flashed, revealing a fierce and inexplicable light.

He raised the shiny Miao sword in his hand, and immediately held it in front of him. At this time, I knew that this was the only glimmer of life. I held the small sword in my hand tightly, and felt a surge of enthusiasm in my belly, as if it had exploded.

I was like a meteor, and when I kicked my feet, my whole body turned into a ball of wind and collided with the guy.

Zheng!

The little sword collided with the Xueliang Miaodao, and I felt a huge force coming, and my wrists felt numb. However, at the same time, the air conditioning that had been wandering around me like a poisonous snake suddenly subsided. I did not pause. The little sword was like flowing water, wiping and picking, tinking towards the underside of this guy.

I beat fiercely, and my move was very sinister and fatal. The move was fatal. The man with the white-faced Cao Cao mask was caught off guard. After a few moves, he retreated repeatedly.

The fragrance of the fields and soil around me came into my nose, making me realize that I had escaped from danger and returned to reality. However, I was not very happy about it. The inexplicable Dharma Root Dojo made the two people I most familiar with in the scientific expedition team die. Whether it was Zhang Zhiqing who died silently or Xiao Lu, they were all part of my memory, with my unscathing emotions. Their death made my whole heart immersed in endless sorrow, and gritted my teeth and wished I could die with the enemy.

This style of fighting is not just a desperate three-way man, it is simply a desperate eighteen. The white-faced Cao Cao was a little unable to withstand it. While retreating, he shouted to the side: "Master Mao, Lao Ba, Brother Ping, that little madman ran out, it's very fierce. Who can you come and help!"

When fighting in front of the battle, I was most afraid of being timid and distracted, but this person took both of them, so I naturally had no good ending. I saw Sister Dai Qiao suddenly appear behind him and kicked up. The man reacted quickly and turned around to avoid it. However, as soon as he turned around, I sent the little sword to his heart.

The white-faced Cao Cao suddenly shook his body, his eyes wide open, almost squeezed out, and then twisted violently like a man bull.

I was at Wushan School and learned the technique of killing the military with one blow, so I would not allow him to have another problem. So I went in front of me and held him tightly. Dai Qiaojie behind me also rushed up and controlled him who was fighting to the death. The violent struggle made this white-faced Cao Cao lose a lot of vitality, and the little sword I inserted into his chest stirred his heart into minced meat. He spitted blood and said unwillingly: "I, Wang Guangqi..."

Even though he had thousands of bold words, he was drowned in the gushing blood. When he closed his eyes, he fell softly to the ground.

I had the leisure to look around when I stabbed this person to the ground. I saw that we were on the dirt road not far from the entrance of the village. There was an incense table not far from the entrance of the village. Someone sat upright behind him, kneeling on his legs, chanting softly. Next to him were two drooping girls holding conchs the size of a bowl, blowing silently. At the intersection, there were seven or eight guys surrounded, and the leader was Mao Minyang, a man in black robe.

The white-faced Cao Cao shouted, and someone immediately turned around and surrounded us from afar, but someone was still blocking the intersection. There were three people opposite them, confronting him.

When I was fighting with the white-faced Cao Cao, everyone looked towards us, and some people rushed towards us. However, when the white-faced Cao Cao was stabbed to death by me decisively, the person who ran over stopped and looked back at the man in the black robe in the lead.

The people in the country must first fight against foreign countries. The black-robed man ignored us and bowed to the three people outside the village and said, "Three, I will say it again. If there is anything wrong with the Dharma Lobster Dojo here, please forgive me. But now, I hope I can avoid it and will definitely be rewarded in the future..."

There were three people outside the village, a thin man in his thirties, a young man in his teenage years old, and a braided bun, although wearing a regular suit, he was not very old, probably in his twenties. The ability to let the black-robed man treat him like this shows that the other party is not a good person to meet. However, the other party did not care about such courtesy at the Dharma Row Dojo. The thin man smiled and said, "The road is uneven and everyone is shoveling, and everyone is dead here. Of course, it is not a trivial matter. If there is any situation, it is okay to say that we will be a witness."

Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, which made the man in black robe angry, especially the thin man who was so good, which made him angry and shouted: "If you have a way in heaven, you won't go, and hell has no door to come in! Okay, okay, my disciples of the Dharma Lobster Temple never kill the nameless people, and report the name."

If he had a disagreement, he would kill someone. If this kind of a person was an ordinary person, he would be frightened. However, the thin man was not afraid. He stepped forward and said proudly: "Badong Wansan, this is my apprentice Zhao Zhonghua, and this Taoist brother is..."

Before he finished speaking, the Taoist man next to him stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "Wudang Fangli, I have seen you all, and saw this formation. It turned out to be the Dharma Rope Dojo that has been heard in the world for a long time. Since I have encountered it, I want to ask you for advice."

This Taoist's words are gentle, but in the ordinary, there is a strong aura. As soon as his name is reported, although the people in the Dharma Lobster Dojo were all wearing masks, some people took a breath. I was also a little surprised, because Wudang was the Taoist Dojo of Sanfeng, which was once a top sect of cultivation. Although it has gradually declined over the years, it is not as famous as Maoshan, Longhushan and Qingchengshan, but as for the inner alchemy sect, it is first-class. The three of them reported their names one by one, and they still have to say a few words. Suddenly, the man in black robe waved his hand, and the people next to him immediately moved and surrounded the three of them.

Everyone else rushed forward, but the man in black robe kicked his feet, like a night bat, pounced towards us.

The drunkard's intention is not about wine, but about the harvest in the ancient tomb of Licang. No matter how hateful the three troublesome people who came out of the way were, it was not his purpose after all. When outsiders intervened, they should fight quickly, so he asked his subordinates to block the visitor and tried his best to take me down.

The man in the black robe is a master of the worship hall of the Dharma Lobster Temple. Teacher Sun once said that he was not as good as him, but I could not beat Teacher Sun in good condition. Both sides were not a role of the same level, and the result seemed self-evident. However, when this person attacked, the faces of Zhang Zhiqing and Xiao Lu kept flashing through my mind.

Their smiling faces, calm faces, painful faces and sad faces, countless voices, smiles filled my mind, extremely vivid, but at this moment, they left me forever.

For a certain reason and for me, they all lay down in this small mountain village that their relatives had never heard of in their lifetime.

Because of me, it's all because of me...

My mind was burning like fire, but my heart seemed to be hard. Hate inspired all the potential in my body. Facing the black-robed man attacking in the air, the little sword in my hand, I did not avoid it, but instead rushed towards the other party.

ah……

With a loud shout, the two of them passed by, and I saw the skeleton-like face of the man in black robe, with a surprised face. That's right, maybe in his thoughts, I should have retreated or dodged to the side in a panic, but I just gritted my teeth and charged forward, which was beyond his expectations. It was such a mistake that he did not defeat me at the first time with the pressure of Mount Tai. However, when he turned around, the Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain holding a Taoist bun took over his offensive and laughed, "What's the ability to bully a child? Come on, we will fight you!"

As soon as I finished speaking, my little sword of "child" was pierced on the back of a guy in the Dharma Lobster Dojo. He pulled it hard, and the blood spurted out instantly dyed my face red.

Like a devil.
Chapter completed!