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"You evil ghost! It turns out that you did all of this!" Qiu Rubing rushed towards the ghost king angrily: "Return the lives of my mother, brother, and the whole village!"

boom!
With a wave of the ghost king, Qiu Rubing flew upside down like a scarecrow.

I fell to the ground, I didn't know whether it was life or death, and I couldn't move.

"So it's like this..." Xiao Chen finally understood everything.

Fortunately, the original owner, Xiao Chen, only stabbed Qiu Rubing's mother with a dagger in this incident, and seriously injured the ghost king at that time.

Did not kill other people, and do other evil things.

Otherwise, he will take the blame for it.

"Since you have made all this clear, you want to fight us to the death?" Xiao Chen looked at the Ghost King and said slowly.

"Fight to the death with us, it is not worthy!"

The red-haired patriarch spoke disdainfully at the huge phantom head floating in mid-air.

Although the ghost king is a sixth-grade master of the ghost cultivator department and is considered powerful in the cultivation world, he is still like an ant in the eyes of the red-haired ancestor.

The red-haired patriarch was a peerless master of the first line of Taoism and the second-rank Taoist realm before his death.

Just one line away, you can step into the first-grade land fairyland.

Even if it's just a wisp of remnant soul now, it's not something a sixth-rank monk can match.

Although there are many kinds of practice systems, all kinds of strange things, like a forked river, extending in all directions, but the end point is the same.

All for the pursuit of great strength and endless longevity.

Therefore, the realm of practice is divided into nine grades.

The first rank is the highest, and the ninth rank is the lowest.

Hearing the ridicule of the red-haired patriarch, the ghost king also knew that this former boss was a formidable enemy.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have knelt down and begged for mercy just now, so he was indifferent even when he heard the ridicule.

After a while, he said: "Fellow Daoist is wrong! I don't want to kill you, I confess all this, to solve your doubts, just to make a deal with you!"

Making a deal with an old ghost like you is not seeking skin from a tiger?
Xiao Chen curled his lips and said, "I'm not interested in making a deal with you!"

Ghost King said: "Fellow Daoist, don't you want to know why the weather in Jianghai is suddenly cold and it's snowing heavily?"

"The situation in the river and the sea has changed recently, and many opportunities and adventures have surfaced! As long as you let me go, I will exchange the information I have with you!"

After the ghost king finished speaking, he stared at Xiao Chen and the huge phantom head of the red-haired patriarch.

He is confident that he can use the shocking news he has in exchange for his own life.

Because cultivators especially value these news.

Sometimes, a small adventure can make one's cultivation a step further.

There is no one who does not want to improve his cultivation and get more opportunities.

Therefore, after the ghost king released the bait, he looked calm and calm.

Waiting for Xiao Chen to bite the hook...

Xiao Chen shook his head, and said, "I'm not interested in adventures, treasures or anything, and I'm not short of them either."

The ghost king's expression changed.

Xiao Chen waved his hand and said, "Red-haired Patriarch, kill him!"

"Jie Jie Jie! Alright! Be ambitious! If this little brat is blackmailed, how will you have any face in the future!"

After saying that, the red-haired patriarch smiled strangely, opened his mouth wide, and bit at the ghost king.

"Since you want to fight, let's die!"

The Ghost King was also annoyed, and decided to fight to the death and fight hard.

Because it has no other way to go.

Only fight to the death!

Xiao Chen stood aside and swept forward.

Seeing the red-haired patriarch, like his thugs, charging in front, he commanded calmly behind.

It feels pretty cool.

Of course, the red-haired patriarch took the initiative to ask for a shot this time, it must be for himself.

But Xiao Chen automatically ignored this point...

Automatically classify the red-haired patriarch as his own "thug".

Xiao Chen was thinking to himself whether he should just train the red-haired patriarch to be a thug in the future.

However, this fellow is also unreliable. Although he doesn't show any disgusting thoughts now, he won't be sure in the future.

Well, it's better not to let him take advantage of him too much in the future...

Otherwise, when he develops, it will be difficult to control.

Maybe it will backfire on myself!

Xiao Chen thought about this, and saw that the red-haired patriarch was worthy of being the big boss among the big bosses, and with a little effort, he gained the upper hand.

Suppress the ghost king and beat him.

The ghost king kept howling, unable to fight or escape.

Just desperate and helpless...

After another cup of tea time, the ghost king was completely swallowed by the remnant soul of the red-haired ancestor.

Now there are no skeletons left.

Before dying, the ghost king roared: "I am not willing, I am not willing! You will not die a good death, you will not die a good death! I curse you, the body and the way will disappear, and the body and spirit will disappear!"

After the red-haired patriarch devoured the ghost king, he felt that the phantom of his head became a little more solid.

It seems to have made up a lot.

"Haha, Shu Tan! Xiao Chen, I said take me out, I will help you, right? In the future, if anyone provokes you, I will still help you kill him like this."

The red-haired patriarch laughed wantonly.

Xiao Chen curled his lips inwardly, you grandma, for your own pleasure, don't be so hypocritical.

You help me, not to help yourself!
It's as if you've helped me a lot.

Xiao Chen is also a man of the city now, his emotions and anger are invisible, and he does not show this kind of thinking.

Said: "Haha, yes! Thank you very much tonight! Otherwise, I might be killed by this ghost king!"

Hearing the sarcasm in Xiao Chen's words, the red-haired patriarch smiled awkwardly, turned into a wisp of green smoke again, and burrowed into the kerosene lamp in Xiao Chen's pocket.

And said: "Xiao Chen, that little brat just now was too sweet, I'm going to sleep for a while to digest it! There's something important, wake me up again!"

"Okay, okay, go to sleep."

Xiao Chen thought to himself, it's best for you to be in a deep sleep, otherwise I can't do any exercise if I keep staring outside, how embarrassing it is.

Afterwards, Xiao Chen remembered that Qiu Rubing was a little girl who didn't know if she was alive or dead.

I went over to check.

Let's just say, this chick is pretty miserable.

Mother, younger brother, and neighbors were all killed by the ghost king, and even the enemy had been mistaken before.

If Xiao Chen hadn't uncovered the mystery tonight, she might have been kept in the dark by the ghost king, that old Yin coin, for the rest of her life.

When he got close, Xiao Chen checked Qiu Rubing's breath.

found alive.

Among the people who couldn't help pinching Qiu Rubing, the woman instantly woke up with a groan.

"What about the ghost king?"

Qiu Rubing got up quickly, looked around, and asked.

"I killed it!" Xiao Chen shrugged.

Those who were ordered by him to kill the red-haired patriarch were also considered to be killed by him.

He didn't feel any pressure to kill an evil spirit.

"Woo...thank you!"

In an instant, Qiu Rubing began to cry again.

Thinking of the revenge of the great revenge, I can't help being excited and sad.

Heart is empty.

"Let's go, the matter is over, hurry up and get me some medicine? I'm still waiting to go back!" Xiao Chen said, "By the way, are you a real doctor?"

"Yeah!" Qiu Rubing nodded, and said sadly, "I grew up as a primary school doctor, and I also practiced Chinese medicine in the Municipal Traditional Chinese Medicine Center for almost three years."

"That's good..." Xiao Chen suddenly mentioned Qiu Rubing, and strode towards the city's Traditional Chinese Medicine Center.

There are no tall buildings or tall trees here. It is difficult for him to use Spider-Man's abilities, so he can only run on foot.

Fortunately, he is now very strong, and even running with all his strength is faster than a galloping horse.

In less than ten minutes, they arrived at the gate of the Municipal Traditional Chinese Medicine Museum.