The god-fortune boss wears an early-dead female supporting role in the chronology

Chapter 621 Start

Seeing that Xiao Ziwu's voice was getting weaker and weaker, the man's calculations came to a conclusion. With a strange smile on his lips, he walked forward slowly a few steps, and those evil spirits guarded him behind him.

As he moved, Xiao Ziwu's voice disappeared immediately, and the man smiled and said, "How is the discussion going? Give me the old man."

Xiao Ziwu looked at the man, and then walked forward slowly: "I need to ask you one last question. If I am satisfied with the answer, I will agree to hand over Mr. Yuan to you."

The man looked like he was sure of winning, and Xiao Ziwu looked like he was dying, and he was just looking for some fig leaf for the last bit of face.

He didn't want to continue to dawdle, but if he wanted to get the blood of these experienced people, it would be too nourishing for his evil spirit, so he could only continue to perfunctory.

"What do you want to ask?"

Xiao Ziwu stepped forward slowly, and said while walking: "I just want to ask..."

When he was still six or seven meters away from the man, Xiao Ziwu reckoned that it was the moment when the other party was at his limit, and he shouted in vain: "How about lending your life?"

With a loud shout, a dagger flashed out of Xiao Ziwu's hand and cut directly at the man's neck.

It's a pity that there is no gun anymore, and the bullets are all used up, otherwise his shooting skills can definitely hit with one hit.

The man was startled, and by the time he realized it, the dagger had reached below his neck, almost touching his flesh.

He immediately fell back, and then a donkey rolled to avoid it, and the evil spirits behind him rushed up to protect the man, Xiao Ziwu's blood was surging, but those evil spirits dared not approach.

But being stopped by the evil spirit, Xiao Ziwu also lost the best chance to kill a man.

The man rolled several times, feeling the dampness and heat on his neck, and when he wiped it with his hands, there was blood all over his hands, and he was so angry that he was about to burst.

"Damn it, I want you all to die..."

As the man spoke, he mobilized the evil spirits, and the densely packed evil spirits began to stir together, and then slowly moved towards Xiao Ziwu.

Xiao Ziwu knew that he had lost his chance, so he could only retreat. At this time, all the hunting blade team members came over.

Everyone had firm eyes, daggers in their hands, and an expression of resignation to death. This aura made the evil spirit dare not act rashly.

The man suddenly trembled with anger. When the team entered the dense forest at the beginning, taking advantage of the commotion, their momentum was weak, and it did have a miraculous effect, arresting some people. The other party has adapted to the environment, and the momentum has re-condensed, so he has to wear it down slowly.

He performed so well just now, he thought he was going to succeed, but he didn't expect to be seen through.

"I really underestimated you."

The man's eyes are dark.

At this moment, a laugh came from the dark, and a person who looked like a five or six-year-old child came out. Although he looked like a child, his laughter was that of an old man.

"Wild tiger...you really brought it on yourself..."

The child looked at the man and said.

The wild tiger was teased by the child, and his complexion became even worse: "Black snake... if you have a kind, you will go to it..."

But the child called Black Snake said: "Let's go together. These people are all from backgrounds, and they are very lucky. If we go alone, accidents will happen. It's best to go together."

The man called Yehu fell silent and fought with the black snake, then half of the energy and blood of these people would probably be divided.

Qiao Muyue, who was hiding in the dark, smiled slightly, and she knew that there must be someone in the dark, and now it seemed that it was these two people.

But how does this person who just appeared look a bit like a mandrill? Thinking of this, Qiao Muyue couldn't help but look up and down the mandrill.

The mandrill's face was ugly, and he said angrily, "Don't look at me, you didn't make me look like this when you asked people to pray, I'm going to die of anger..."

Qiao Muyue suddenly felt embarrassed. At the beginning, the mandrill swallowed the evil spirit of Jiufeng's blood coffin and fell into a deep sleep. Finally, when she needed help when the evil spirit was consumed, she asked Song Wanwan to save people, do good deeds for the mandrill, and gather the power of blessing , the signature is Fuwa. Sure enough, people all over the country think that Fuwa looks like a New Year painting doll, which makes the mandrill look like this now.

But Qiao Muyue didn't care about these things at this time. She looked at the battlefield and opened her eyes to observe the surroundings. She was sure that no one was hiding in the dark, but she still worried and said to the mandrill: "You go to the mandrill again." Look for it, see if there are still hiding in the dark."

Mandrill nodded, he would not hold back when doing business.

The mandrill turned into mist and began to swim around.

Xiao Ziwu and the others became alert, and Daoist Qiuye struggled to get up, and he stepped forward: "I am from the Xuanji Sect, aren't you afraid of revenge from our Xuanji Sect?"

Akiba Daozhang's words made Yehu and Black Snake laugh out loud.

Yehu sneered: "Is there anyone in your Xuanji Sect who can take charge of the overall situation now? Only Daoist Qiuye is still a little level, and his disciples and grandchildren are too weak, but does Qiuye dare to come out of the Xuanji Sect?"

Daoist Qiuye's face changed suddenly, and then he said coldly: "So those shops in City B are indeed your tricks, and you are just waiting for my senior brother to come out of the mysterious door?"

Black Snake looked at Daoist Qiuye with interest: "You are not stupid, it was indeed our twelve brothers who did it."

Qiao Muyue, who was hiding in the dark, curled her lips. There are actually twelve such bad and oily people.

Daoist Qiuye knew that there was no other way, so he could only take out a few talismans: "Then today I will do justice for the sky..."

Xiao Ziwu also said coldly: "Prepare to fight, protect Yuan Lao."

The hunting blade team all responded: "Yes!"

Daoist Qiuye took out a stack of yellow talismans from his pocket and handed them to Xiao Ziwu: "Let every team member stick it on the dagger, it can hurt the evil spirit..."

Only then did Qiao Muyue, who was hiding in the distance, nod her head. She almost couldn't resist going out just now. The flesh and blood of the hunting blade team can't deal with evil spirits at all. Ordinary swords can't hurt evil spirits. Fortunately, this old man The Taoist was reliable once.

The wild tiger looked at the black snake: "Then we will divide it equally..."

Black Snake nodded and smiled, "It should have been like this long ago!"

Yehu took the lead, and he directed the evil spirits to attack Xiao Ziwu and others.

At this time, the Hunting Blade team had already pasted a yellow talisman on each dagger, and each of them was full of fighting spirit, holding a dagger to meet the evil spirit.

The dagger slashed across the evil spirit, causing the evil spirit to retreat instinctively in pain. This discovery made all the team members excited. Before, their guns and daggers had no effect on the black shadow in front of them, so they were always trapped .

Seeing the evil spirit suffering, the black snake teased the wild tiger: "Your cubs are useless..."

Yehu didn't speak, just snorted coldly.

Black Snake smiled, and his ten fingers trembled. As he trembled, a strong evil spirit gushed out of him, and then gathered into a snake-shaped black shadow in the air.

The wild tiger glanced at it, and also let out a muffled snort, and the evil spirit gushed out of his body, and the evil spirit changed into the shape of a tiger in mid-air.

Qiao Muyue's face darkened when she saw the tiger with evil spirit.

(End of this chapter)