Fast Transmigration: Blackened Male Leads Are Poisonous

Chapter 810 Little Saner and Zero 7
The weasel wept with joy, and finally kowtowed again, making Xiao San'er even more speechless, "I said why are you kowtow again, don't kowtow, take your wife and children away."

Already frightened the snake, Xiao San'er no longer pretended to be, and saw him stomping his feet heavily on the ground, a sharp white light emitted from his feet, centered on him, and began to spread in all directions, but when the white light spread to the edge of the temple, It seemed to have collided with something, and the ground under his feet trembled, making the weasel shiver with his wife and child in his arms.

"Why are you still here, why don't you go?"

The weasel wanted to leave, but it was afraid that the thief would not give up and would kill him on the way, but would stay by the side of such a high-ranking man, maybe it would be all right.

Gritting his teeth, he said with a full of loyalty: "I'll stay and help!"

"Pfft." Xiao San'er looked at him with a sneer, half a smile but not a smile, but he didn't let him stand aside, "It's up to you, just don't get in my way later."

After saying this, the weasel was even more unwilling to leave, after all, the expert agreed.

The barrier was shaken off, and Xiao San'er's foolishness from the beginning finally looked a bit reliable. He stared at the god statue not far away, and said with a sneer, "Pretend, don't get out for me." As soon as the words fell, I saw that the idol was suddenly blown to pieces, and no one among them could clearly see how he did it.

"I don't know when such an expert came to City A."

The person who came was dressed in black, standing in the shadows, making it difficult for people to see what he looked like, but Xiao San'er didn't need to look, he just needed to feel.

"A garbage that has been dead for 200 years dares to stand in front of me. Your master is too contemptuous."

The zombie was not in a hurry when his identity was found out, but instead said: "I just don't know who the master is, if you are willing to tell me, maybe you are an old acquaintance with my master."

After being dead for 200 years, his voice sounds extremely hoarse, just like that broken bellows, really ugly.

"You don't deserve me if you want to use my identity. Tell me, will you ask your master to come out, or will I kill you and wait for your master to come to me?"

The zombie was just one of his subordinates, he hesitated for a moment, on the surface it seemed to be the same as before, but this second was seen by Rong Xuan.

"Your master has spent so much trouble, let me guess, what do you want from me?" Rong Xuan spoke slowly, different from his broken bellows voice, his voice was like a spring breeze in February, which made people feel like a spring breeze. , "After all, I'm just an ordinary person, nothing more than skin, meat, and bones."

He said with certainty, but the zombie suddenly sneered, "Arrogance! Sure enough, mortals are like this, a broken skin, and nothing after 100 years. What my master wants is your seven souls and six souls!"

Although Xiao San'er can easily deal with him, but after talking nonsense with him for a long time, he still wants to know what they want Rong Xuan, but before he asks, he has already pulled out his old man, and he immediately looks in admiration Said: "You are not only beautiful, but also smart."

It is not something to be happy about a big man being said to be beautiful, but Rong Xuan smiled and said: "You are also very powerful."

The two flattered each other, and the zombie finally realized that he had been tricked, and suddenly became angry, "My master will not let you go!"

"Okay, I'm waiting for him, so when will he come, is he scared? Or cowardly?"

"Fart, my master lives the same life as the sky, how can I be afraid of things like you!"

It's too exaggerated to say "Shou Tian Tong Shou", so far, even Xiao San'er, who is a beast, can't be called "Shou Tian Tong Shou", and those who dare to shout like this are usually those who are not on the stage.

"Forget it, I overestimated your master. I can send you such a 200-year-old gadget, and it won't be a powerful character."

He said with an apologetic face, but the zombie was about to go crazy.

"Sufeng, back up." A vigorous voice sounded out of nowhere, and then suddenly there was an old man in front of everyone. If it wasn't for the zombie standing behind him, he would have looked a bit like an outsider. .

When the zombie saw him appear, he immediately knelt down, but as a zombie, his movements were somewhat slow.

Xiao San'er clicked his tongue, and rolled his eyes arrogantly, "It would be too contemptuous for a phantom to dare to fill the scene." While speaking, he waved his right hand lightly, and the figure of the old man disappeared immediately. Not a lot.

"The future is terrifying."

"Young man? You mean me?" Xiao San'er's handsome face was distorted. You can't just take advantage of him just because he looks tender. There is no one in this world who can be called his elder. It's okay to be of the same generation!

"The old guy is courting death!"

When he got angry, the strength in his hands became heavier, so there were still a few walls of the ruined temple before, and now there is nothing left. As for the old man, he disappeared without a trace long ago, and the zombie, It has been pressed under the wall, and it is actually unable to move.

"I'll just be a good person to the end. You've been dead for 200 years, and you should be reincarnated." He said lightly, but the eyes of the others widened. Like this controlled zombie, the main soul is controlled by others. The so-called master was detained, and his three souls were mixed, how to save him, but when he thought of his wife and children, he suddenly fell silent again.

Xiao San'er knows how to save this kind of work. Once the scriptures are read, the zombies under the wall will soon only be left with a pile of bones.

On the other side, in a certain villa at the other end of city A, an old man was sitting in front of a pot and performing the ritual, but halfway through, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Blood sprayed on the clay pot, and the people around immediately crowded around it anxiously.

"Master, are you alright?"

The old man's eyes were wide open, and he even forgot to wipe off the blood on the corner of his mouth, but he said viciously: "Very good, very good, you dare to destroy my zombie! How dare you break my formation!"

The disciples all knew what he wanted to do. Hearing the words, they all said in astonishment: "Master, this is a failure? Who cursed it?" After the words fell, they seemed to be in disbelief, "It shouldn't be, the whole city of A Anyone who can compete with you has been tricked out by you, and there is no one who is your opponent right now?"

"But there is such a person!" The old man said with a grim face, "Bring the pen and paper!"

When he got the pen and paper, he quickly drew a sketch, and soon, a face appeared in front of everyone.

"Check it out! Check it out for me, where did Xiao Chuan come from! How dare you spoil my good deeds!"

The disciples took the paper, and a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old was drawn on the paper, very young and unfamiliar.

(End of this chapter)