Wangxiang Village, by the sea.

The orange-haired Westerner stood there, posing as harmless as possible in humans and animals.

Fieldwork?

The people around him were stunned. He could understand his words himself, which were ghost words and elegant language. The official language of the Qin Dynasty was elegant language. These people who once went out to sea with a boat knew more or less. Moreover, after those words were spit out of their mouths, they turned into a kind of spiritual power fluctuation, which made people understand what he said.

"You're in the wrong place."

Behind the mountain monk, a general Shujia came over, holding a bronze sword in his hand.

A Yinlong snaked from his neck to his cheek, and the general stood there without any welcome.

"My name is Herell Carter. What is your name?"

Carter scratched his hair and walked over with a smile.

"Hundreds of generals of the Xuanniao Camp of Mount Li, Leyou!"

Carter didn't worry about the strange name. He had learned about the history of China. It is said that this ancient civilization did not have many writings in ancient times, so there were many strange names.

He used a pen to record the other person's name, appearance, and figure on paper. When he wanted to move forward, he was blocked by Leyou.

"Go ahead and kill without mercy!"

This is the warning of the sergeant, the warning of the Ghost King, and the last warning of Leyou.

Carter glanced at him and asked suddenly, "Have I ever said I was here to collect the field?"

“So what?!”

Carter paused and grinned: "Then I must have never said I am very awesome, right?"

sharp?

Leyou's eyes were filled with contempt, but as soon as he appeared, his eyes changed.

Carter tore off the paper that recorded the Leyou information, then tore it in half, then tear it, then to pieces, and then lifted it out casually.

As the paper was broken, the Yinlong on Leyou's neck was torn in half and to pieces, and was torn into pieces, and the flesh was torn into pieces. Leyou's whole body was in pain, and his screams were shrill. The Ghost King, who had no Yinlong's body protection, was blown into blue smoke by Carter in one breath and dissipated in the air.

The last lingering sound disappeared, and the scream that resounded through the sea made the surrounding mountain people creepy!!!

That's General Leyou...

Those who followed Lord Xu Fu to the east were divided into three factions, one faction of eunuchs and soldiers, one faction of alchemists, and one faction of ship workers and servants. As for the three thousand boys and women, they were not considered sects at all.

Among them, the eunuchs and soldiers have the highest status, and General Leyou is one of the leaders!

Those who can gather in Wangxiang Village are all the leaders of the three sects. After their death, the lowest one is also the ghost general, and the ghost king is even more common. They have already determined their respective status and class in the Three Immortal Sea Kingdom. General Le You is considered a big ghost who is overturned by the circle, but... he was torn to pieces by the other party?

Who is this juicy Westerner? Why was General Leyou killed by him for no reason?

There wasn't even a fight, and Leyou disappeared. Someone around him shouted: "Demonic?!"

Only with demonic magic can we easily kill General Leyou!

"Do you have something to do? I'll go to the island for a walk first."

Carter looked around, no one spoke again, no one dared to speak anymore, Carter owed his body and left.

Carter left, the boat was still there, and the mountain people came back from their horror and found two people lying in the boat.

"Living person?"

"His companion?"

On the boat, An Shibai and Xu Facheng were unconscious, and Carter did not care about their safety, as if insignificant.

"Take these two living people away first. The Western barbarians are not good. I'll inform Shenxiao Zhenren, Xinglinjun and others!"

The mountain people became busy, but found that the two Yang people were very heavy. Fortunately, the Yang energy was weak, and more than a dozen ghosts could barely lift it up.

"This white-faced person is also a Westerner... It's so heavy..."

"The other guy looks a lot like us... and his face is a little familiar."

"Hey, indeed, I seem to have seen similar looks somewhere... Where is it?"

...

The sky is very cloudy.

The Eighteen Ghost Villages in the South China Sea, Wangxiang Village is located at the northernmost point.

On the sea, a sampan was slowly sailing, and Qin Kun was the only one on the boat.

He came for the mission of fierce ghosts.

This task of killing Xu Facheng without using the power of the ghost messenger made him very confused and uncomfortable for a while.

The relationship between Fuyu Mountain and Maoshan has not only not been as powerful as water and fire in recent years, but has also been constantly repaired. The two sects, the thousand-year-old neighbors, Qin Kun and Xu Facheng, also have a considerable friendship.

The more I understand Xu Facheng, the more I admire Qin Kun.

This Maoshan Daozi is impeccable in terms of cultivation, knowledge, and nature, but why does the system want to kill him...

All the bad associations point to Carter.

Qin Kun was very sad. If Xu Facheng was really turned into a devil by Carter, would he really have to do it?

"Brother Kun seems to have something to worry about these days."

Six ghosts were brought.

Although the task requires no use of ghost messengers, Qin Kun’s boating skills are not high, so he brought the Shenjiang ghost with him. Then Niu Meng and a few ghost messengers insisted on following him to show his loyalty.

The sampan was a little crowded. The river ghost who was originally responsible for rowing was too low in qualifications and could only jump into the water and push the boat to swim.

At the bow of the boat, Niu Meng's huge body occupied one-third of the position. She peeled and the monk Shui, and headlessly squeezed behind Niu Meng, discussing it carefully.

"Brother Kun must have something to worry about!" Peeling the grass branch in his mouth, he took it out of his heart, touched the hidden peanuts, and started chewing them happily.

The hanged ghost hung in the air and slowly descended. He glanced at Qin Kun in a daze, rolled up a few peanuts with his tongue and fed them into his mouth: "What will happen? I remember that my master has always been open-minded."

In the eyes of ghosts, Qin Kun is very nervous and does not care about trivial matters. He rarely feels worried, and he will not show such a tangled expression.

Monk Shui clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, according to the monk's judgment, I'm afraid there will be some difficult opponents in Wangxiang Village."

"Oh? Is the awesome ghost king?"

"It cannot be said, it cannot be said, it is wrong to say it." Monk Shui pretended to be mysterious.

Niu Meng said in a muffled voice: "Ashui, don't you have Dharma body eyes? You can't tell this?"

Monk Shui was speechless: "Brother Niu, the Dharma body eyes are not the Zen heart and wisdom eyes, how can you see the human heart? Moreover, you can tell what you said."

Niu Meng was unhappy and sighed at Monk Shui's bald head, giving him a thunderous sound. Monk Shui's tears were all knocked out. Niu Meng said quietly: "I can't see it either, but I can feel that Brother Kun was struggling for a while and murderous intent was filled with him. He must be hesitating whether to kill someone."

The skinned eyes lit up.

The hanged ghost nodded secretly.

The headless ghost of Chenjiang Ghost felt that Niu Meng’s judgment was correct.

These ghosts are all good at fighting. As the leader of the reckless man, it is rare for Niu Meng to have such a mind.

Even Monk Shui had to admire him. He was guessing his heart, while Niu Meng was empathetic. He was worthy of being the number one ghost messenger under Brother Kun's command.

At the stern of the boat, Qin Kun lay on the side of the boat, holding a cigarette in his mouth, swallowing clouds and mist. Since leaving the Luhun Village to go out to sea, his tangled mood has become less and less, and his heart is gradually occupied by curiosity.

Xu Facheng, how did he embark on the path of sin that even the system must be eliminated.

If it was brainwashed by Carter...

I really can't give him a way out.

This guy is the face of the Huaxia Life and Death Dao, and is covered with the cloak of the Black Soul Sect. The Huaxia Life and Death Dao and the other exorcists cannot explain it.

Forget it, if Xu Facheng dares to say something evil and confusing the public, he will have to wake him up. As for whether to kill or not... let's talk about it later.

After thinking about it, Qin Kun sat upright: "Chenjiang, how long will it take to arrive?"

In the water, the Shenjiang Ghost smiled bitterly and said, "Master, it's still early."

Qin Kun was dissatisfied: "Why not hurry up?"

The ghost of Chenjiang did not dare to say anything. Qin Kun glanced at a group of idle people eating peanuts and eating melon seeds on the bow of the boat, and cursed: "Go back to the City God Order, don't take up space if you can't row!"

Several ghost messengers shrank their necks and disappeared quickly.

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Chapter completed!