Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Xiaomu quickly turned his eyes and his consciousness was blurred.

Can't just die like this!

Laozi wants to be a One Piece... No, a man who becomes a Master!

Ye Xiaomu’s consciousness seems to have passed through a clear stream. He grabbed his hand and grabbed it. He wanted to grab something. Suddenly, he touched a hard thing in his trouser pocket. He didn't even think about it. He licked Zhang Ling's neck.

Blood spouted out.

Zhang Ling screamed, and the light of his body disappeared. The man fell backwards on the ground and rolled up in pain.

Ye Xiaomu sat up and took a hard breath, miserable, almost killed twice today.

Looking down at the things in my eyes, it was the dagger that the mysterious woman gave herself. Fortunately, I was worried that my mother would clean up the room and see it.

"How are you?"

Su Yan rushed over and grabbed the shirt of Ye Xiaomu and immediately stopped.

Ye Xiaomu hurriedly looked down, there was a wound on the belly, and there were a few slender things on the edge, which looked like hair, and like the legs of some kind of insect, hanging outside the belly.

If this scene happened to others, Ye Xiaomu would have to vomit with disgust at first glance, but this is his own stomach. The whole person scared by Ye Xiaomu immediately softened.

"This is down!"

Su Yan turned around and pulled Zhang Ling, who was still bleeding, to let him quickly dismiss it, or he would kill him.

"You stop bleeding for me first! Otherwise let him die with me!"

Zhang Ling is still talking about conditions.

Ye Xiaomu had already slowed down and felt it. The wound on his stomach didn't seem so painful, and he didn't have anything to worry about. The strongest idea at the time was to quickly get the disgusting thing out of his belly.

Under this kind of near-clean mentality, Ye Xiaomu took his dagger and tried to pick it out.

"Don't touch it!"

Su Yan tried to stop, but took a look at Ye Xiaomu's belly and immediately stopped.

The hair-like thing hanging outside the wound, immediately after being touched by the dagger, turned into green water, and then turned into smoke.

"what's the situation?"

Su Yan took Zhang Ling and asked him.

Zhang Ling looked at it and said, "The drop has broken!"

Ye Xiaomu sat up and pinched the wound on both sides, and a green water flowed out, then the atomization disappeared.

Ye Xiaomu squeezed hard and let the green water flow out. Suyan also helped to check it. Later, only the faint blood flowed out, and there was nothing to decide. Then ask Ye Xiaomu how it feels.

"Nothing, no feeling at all, no pain."

Ye Xiaomu got up on his own, took a bottle of mineral water from the cupboard, rinsed it, and the wound was small and thin, no big deal.

"what happened!"

Su Yan asked Zhang Ling.

"He...the problem of physique, he broke down..."

"Do not lie to me!"

"I am like this, I lied to you to do anything!" Zhang Ling almost cried, no fierceness before, and pleaded for Suyan as his blood.

Su Yan did not believe him all, took out a compass-like thing, stuck it on Ye Xiaomu's belly, opened the switch, and there was a display on it, showing some values. Su Yan stared at it for a while and grew out. Take a breath and comfort Ye Xiaomu: "It's okay."

Then, she found a small box from the bed, opened it and found a piece of gauze, poured some powder from a bottle, tied Zhang Ling to her neck, said coldly: "I will stop bleeding, I want to take away your soul, But then you will lose too much blood, you go with me, I promise to spare you a life, or I am now soul!"

Zhang Ling looked at him and said: "I don't go. I will not let me go when I go. I tell you to solve the spells and techniques. Go yourself. You let him come and look at me."

Su Yanben didn't want to agree, but it was inconvenient to take such an injured person to hurry. If it was really dead, it would be troublesome, so he said to Ye Xiaomu: "You look at him here, he said anything, you are Don't do it, or you will die!"

After that, she took out a pink plastic bracelet, pressed it, and the bracelet dropped two times. She put her hand on Zhang Ling's right wrist and said: "This is a tempting wrist. As long as you dare to practice luck, the outer shell will melt. There are ribs inside, you can always pull into your bones, so that you will be in this life. There is no way to do it! Moreover, there are high-tech positioning devices that you can't understand. I can find you wherever you go. Do you think clearly?"

Zhang Ling looked at her and nodded. "As long as you can't die."

Then let Su Yan find a piece of paper, and write the words of the relief and the medicines that need to be used. When writing, Ye Xiaomu also looked up and saw that the results could not be understood.

Su Yan once again asked Ye Xiaomu to make sure that he was really okay, took care of a few words and immediately went.

"Wait!"

Ye Xiaomu used to help her sort out the clothes. Su Yan smiled and went out.

Ye Xiaomu took a break and went out to get the brawny into the house, so that he would be bothered if he was seen by the next-door tenant.

I still don't know if there is any surprise next door. Ye Xiaomu closed the door and thought about it. He was afraid that the brawny would wake up and he was not an opponent. So he found the sheets and tied his hands.

After doing all this, Ye Xiaomu was too tired to sit on the wall, one hand massaged the belly, one hand holding the mobile phone, and waiting for Su smoke to contact.

"Little brother, north and south landscapes, dare to ask you?"

"What?" Ye Xiaomu could not understand.

"Is the younger brother not willing to say that the teacher is a sect?"

"This ah..." Ye Xiaomu scratched his head. The first thought of Liu Laotou, thinking about his own level, or not to shame others, so he shook his head and said: "I have no sect."

Zhang Ling smiled bitterly. "Small brother is deep hidden. Brother, don't be afraid, I will not be able to survive this time, nor will I want to take revenge."

Ye Xiaomu sneered: "You still want revenge? Those who have been hurt by you, what do you think of them?"

"So, I was caught by you today, and I recognized it."

Zhang Ling held his hand in his throat and silently looked at Ye Xiaomu. He said, "Little brother, how much does she divide you?"

"Oh, 50,000."

"Only 50,000! Just buy my life? Heaven!" Zhang Ling sighed and sighed. "Are you a big sect who just went down the mountain? With your strength, don't say 50,000, 500,000 please don't move you. Ah!"

Ye Xiaomu shrugged: "What strength can I have?"

"You don't pretend, you are a congenital spirit, or why you can resist my fall!"

"This... you say it clearly."

(I was disturbed today, I couldn’t write three chapters. I will try hard to try it out more recently.)