“Bad talk!”

Yuan San and others all changed their expressions.

"Changsun Huai, that thing was originally passed down by my Li family, and it was taken away by your master's ancestors from my Li family. This is just a matter of returning to the original owner!"

Li Fei's face turned pale.

"Nonsense! That thing was originally passed down by my master's family!"

Changsun Huai was extremely angry.

"I probably don't need to care about the enemy killing in the world, old Taoist."

An Qisheng opened his mouth gently and suppressed all the sounds.

In the world, it is hard to tell whether you kill me or I kill you. He is not a nosy person.

Li Feibai and the other two looked happy, and Changsun Huai's face suddenly turned pale.

"but."

An Qisheng's voice changed, and his energy passed through his sleeves. His slender index finger was already on the eyebrows of Li Feibai and his threesomes:

"Since you've encountered it, it's okay to do it all in a simple way."

Li Feibai and the other two had wide eyes, their mouths were loud and their mouths were loud, but they could not speak.

When I knocked my head on the ground, I lost my breath.

"Thank you, Master Dao, for avenging my master's family!"

Changsun Huai kept kowtowing, tears flowing.

"Forget it."

An Qisheng raised his palm lightly, and the invisible energy lifted it up.

He had fallen into the dream in just a short moment and naturally knew what had happened before.

"Master Dao..."

After Changsun Huai got up, he suddenly took off his clothes and reached out to tear him on his chest.

A sting.

A human skin curl that was no different from his skin had been torn off by him.

He held the man's leather roll in both hands and bowed:

"This man's leather scroll was handed down by my master, please accept it."

If you have no merit, you will not receive any reward, and if you have any kindness, you will not refuse.

An Qisheng has never been a hypocritical person. He was curious about this thing, so he naturally reached out to take it.

This is an extremely thin piece of skin, under the crimson moonlight, the roll is empty and there seems to be nothing on it.

"Master Dao, there is indeed nothing on it..."

Changsun Huai smiled bitterly:

"My master has also pursued this parchment scroll for generations. There is neither a map nor a secret book of magic..."

After getting this parchment, Changsun Huai has seen it more than once.

But nothing was found.

There is nothing on it.

Just for such a skin, the master and his family were buried in the sea of ​​fire. He had no nostalgia for this sheepskin scroll. If it weren't for the fact that it was not damaged by water and fire, he would have destroyed it long ago.

"This is a human skin..."

An Qisheng gently pinched the human skin scroll, his eyes rippled with ripple: "And, it comes from a master."

An Qisheng was quite curious.

With his eyesight, under the moonlight, he did not see any pores or damage on this skin.

Obviously, the master of this human skin has reached an extremely high level of physical strength, and seems to be even stronger than him at this time.

At least now, although his pores are small and invisible, they are at least visible.

After all, he still has hair.

The owner of this man's curly must have no hair on his body and is clean and clean.

Bald, how can you not be strong?

"Since that's the case, the Taoist priest will leave this thing."

Changsun Huai knelt down and kowtowed a few more times before he picked up the bodies of Li Feibai and the other two and said:

"The master's soul is not far away. I will carry their bodies to worship the master's family..."

"Go."

An Qisheng waved his hand.

His eyes drooped and he looked at the man's curl carefully.

Such masters tear off their skin, naturally not to leave a souvenir for future generations, but they must have something to pass on.

If you can't see it, it doesn't mean there is nothing on it.

Ripples rose in the eyes, reflecting this human skin scroll.
Chapter completed!