Ten Capitals, Nine Observations, Eight Poles, Seven Yuans, Six Divisions, Five Elders Compete for Da

Chapter 69 When the glamorous female ghost loses her beauty function...

Gobi.

The great witch Zhu, who had lost eight children, forgot all the grief at this moment, showed a peaceful and joyful innocent smile, and recited in a low voice:

"Birthless old mother, the land of ghosts and monsters!"

"Although the ghost beast has been exposed to the sun for dozens of days, the sealed thing has been uncovered twice, and its power has been greatly reduced. The dark hand deployed in Dongli City before..."

"It's time to activate."

talking room.

From the center of Dawu Zhu's eyebrows, black blood suddenly seeped out, condensed and formed in mid-air, and then turned into a deep black blood light, rushing towards Dongli City suddenly.

After dozens of interest.

Dongli City.

The deep black blood light pierced through the night and suddenly rushed into an inconspicuous mansion in the city.

inside the house.

An old man from Dongli was kneeling on the ground, pleading with tears to a blood-eyed crow perched on a locust tree:

"Master Zhu, my wife, who spied information for you, has died in the hands of Dongman."

"My daughter was also sent into the mansion by you, reduced to a plaything of the prince, and locked up in shackles all day long. I am afraid that when the gate of hell is opened, she will die of being bitten by ghosts..."

"Please, let me live!"

The blood-eyed crow is one of the avatars of the Great Wu Zhu, who calls himself Wu Shan.

The old man in Dongli is the last official follower of Luojiao in Dongli City.

Wu Shan thought to himself:
"This old man has indeed done a lot of hard work for his mother..."

"Besides, when Dongli City is recaptured in the future, I, the Great Witch Zhu, can't be allowed to preach in person, right?"

Thinking of this.

Wu Shan didn't want to persecute too much, so he let go and said:

"Forget it, you're going out of town tonight, run away—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

A deep black blood light passed through the window and poured into the blood-eyed crow.

"grown ups?"

The old Dongli man raised his head hopefully.

however.

What greeted him was a pair of extremely cold blood eyes.

The blood-eyed crow spread its wings and said miserably:
"I changed my mind, my deity said, your wife and daughter are happy and happy in the vacuum hometown, and I hope you will go down to accompany them..."

"The most important thing about a family is to be neat and tidy, right?"

"what?"

The old Dongli man fell limply to the ground, moved back with the last bit of strength, and said with despair on his face:

"Big Witch Zhu, I have made meritorious service for Luojiao, and I have shed blood for my old mother. You can't treat me like this..."

pity.

Not finished yet.

The blood-eyed crow spread its wings and landed, piercing the old man's eyebrows in an instant, and then devoured the brains inside like eating tofu brains.

Before dying, the old Dongli man only had time to cry out "Damn Luo Jiao" in pain, and then completely lost all vitality.

gradually.

The withered and yellow face of the old man in Dongli became more and more radiant, as if he had turned into a young man in his 20s. He was full of energy and his skin became more radiant.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The old man in Dongli, no, he should be called the avatar of the Great Wu Zhu now——Wu Shan looked up to the sky and laughed, making an extremely weird laugh:

"... Jie Jie Jie!"

Wu Shan raised his head and stared at the center of the city. His far-sighted gaze finally landed on Bu Linghou's mansion, and he said greedily:
"Bu Linghou searched for hundreds of years of people's fat and people's anointing..."

"If they are all collected and used to help the people of Loulan, it will be enough to live countless people and benefit all beings!"

Speaking of it.

Wu Shan's face became more and more holy, as if he had become a good man of the ninth generation.

But the next sentence revealed his cruel and vicious nature:
"At that time, it is only natural for the people I have assisted to die for me, right?"

"after all--"

"They have nothing, they can only repay my kindness with flesh and blood!"

…………

In the nameless house.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes and concentrated, and chose the "soul body of the blood-bearded cricket" as the target of the scavenging ceremony.

Soon.

The earth that bears all things has a message of this treasure!
"Southwest, 300 meters away."

Jiang Chen opened the map and looked at it, and couldn't help but sighed with his forehead, a little helpless.

It is located in the wing room, and there is a high probability of bumping into the female ghost in shackles.

"That's it~"

"In terms of the degree of danger, it is always lighter than the wreckage of the martial arts field and the ghost gate..."

Jiang Chen thought for a few seconds, then raised his eyes to look at the tops of the houses.

Ghosts prefer to float close to the ground.

In the traditional Chinese concept of life and death, there is an old saying: "The yellow earth, the soul of the yellow earth, the dead are buried under the yellow earth"

The most orthodox view of life and death in China is to return the soul to the Houtu!

It may be safer to move on the roof tiles.

Thinking of this.

"The Ranger of Han!"

Jiang Chen lost half his weight in an instant, looked at the corner between the two walls, jumped up, jumped left and right between the two walls three times, and successfully climbed to the top.

next second!
A black figure quickly rushed across the top of the houses.

On the way.

Jiang Chen also briefly judged the strength and number of most ghosts in Bu Linghou's mansion.

Most of the ghosts are in a daze, and they are about to fall into the predicament of being out of their wits, so they are not worth mentioning.

But there were still three to four ghosts, and they looked up and noticed the sound on the roof.

Fortunately, during the stage of the scavenging ceremony, Jiang Chen also had a little breath of the earth lingering on his body, and it was difficult for ordinary ghosts to distinguish Jiang Chen's current state, whether it was a human or a ghost.

This is also an important reason why Fan Liangshan would rather assassinate Jiang Chen than steal the medicinal properties of the scavengers...

soon.

Jiang Chen flew 300 meters and arrived at the wing.

Look up.

I saw a very similar scene.

small garden.

big mulberry tree.

There is a wooden sign hanging on the top, with five large characters written on it:

【Hussar General】

"Sure enough, this subclass of me has always been an out-and-out secret art of fighting for dragons. Bu Shan collects and raises crickets, but he is just acting as his father."

Jiang Chen was overjoyed, and jumped down to the ground, one step, two steps, and approached the mulberry tree cautiously.

He fixed his eyes on the past.

An extremely fat blood-whiskered cricket lay dead in the hole of the mulberry tree.

"Wonderful~"

Jiang Chen sighed in admiration.

Just when he was about to reach out to take out the bloodwhisker cricket in the tree hole, a sudden change occurred!
In the silent silence, an inconspicuous door suddenly slammed.

Sen Sen is dead angry!

Suddenly swept the audience!

"Key, key..."

The female ghost in shackles penetrated the door and repeated the word "key" like a repeater. It sounded like she was saying to Jiang Chen:
"To die, to die..."

Jiang Chen sneered, he was already prepared in his heart, holding the embryo of the magic knife in both hands, secretly urging the devil-killing sword technique, and slashing away at the face of the shackled female ghost.

"Key, key..."

The female ghost in shackles has never been afraid of any human weapon, but stretched out two pale, long and narrow arms facing the blade...

however.

The moment when her face is about to penetrate the blade!
With a ruthless heart in Jiang Chen's heart, he suddenly urged the devil-killing sword technique to the extreme, and a huge and fierce aura burst out!

On the edge of the blade, a crimson light faintly appeared!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The female ghost in shackles screamed, and the originally beautiful face suddenly turned into a face like Qiao Biluo, as if her beauty function had been shattered.

Ugly and old.

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