Fairy cage

But before Fang Wumu had time to react, Yu Lie had already broken into the tent.

Stab!

The spiritual light flickered, and a piece of talisman appeared on Fang Wumu's body, showing a faint green light in an attempt to block Yu Lie.

Fang Wumu was also clear-headed and realized that someone had rushed into the tent. He did not question Yu Lie, but immediately shouted: "Here, there is an assassin..."

Moreover, Fang Wumu moved his hands quickly, shaking his sleeves rapidly, trying to call out the ghost slave in the sleeves.

However, the aura that emerged from Fang Wumu's body just persisted for a moment before it burst into pieces, and a hand fiercely grabbed his neck.

The last few words the other party yelled were forced out by someone grabbing his throat.

Only then did Fang Wumu see clearly who the person who broke in was.

His face turned red, and the feeling of suffocation quickly hit his head, but he still opened his eyes wide, stared at Yu Lie, and spat out: "Why, why?"

In the almost electric light and flint room, the energy and blood all over Yu Lie's body was boiling, and his hand was a little sore because he had just broken a piece of talisman paper.

Fortunately, he has captured Fang Wu Mu, and the overall situation is decided!

Listening to Fang Wumu's questioning like a defeated dog, Yu Lie ignored it, but looked at the opponent's sleeve, and quickly stretched out his other hand to catch the will-o'-the-wisp that had just emerged. Living.

The Fang Wu Eye in Yu Lie's hand, seeing that Yu Lie dared to touch his ghost slave with his hand, his eyes suddenly showed ecstasy.

But the next moment, the ecstasy in Fang Wumu's eyes turned into shock.

Because after Yu Lie came into contact with the ghost slave, it had no effect at all. The ghost slave was swollen and wanted to draw blood from Yu Lie's body, but instead he was wrapped in a dark aura.

Ah!

The screams of ghost cries were loud in the tent.

The ghostly face with the face of a fat woman was full of ghost energy. It squirmed crazily and wanted to bite Yu Lie's flesh and blood.

But Yu Lie just snorted coldly and used his brute strength to tightly grasp the will-o'-the-wisp between his fingers.

Fang Wu stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes.

Although his cultivation level is low, his knowledge is not low, and he still has a crotch on his nose, and his eyes are not very blind.

"You are not a middle-rank Taoist boy, but a high-ranking Taoist!"

Fang Wumu was horrified and felt unbelievable.

The ghost slave is his godfather. He used a secret method to refine it with great difficulty for him. And if it weren't for the fact that he happened to be refining human elixir, his godfather would not be able to refine such a ghost slave!

In addition, after going down the mountain, he spent a lot of blood food to feed the ghost slaves. Now the ghost slaves have grown to the point where they are on par with ordinary middle-level Taoist boys, and are even more weird and difficult to prevent.

The quality of the energy and blood of a person who can catch a ghost slave without being sucked by the ghost slave must be a high-ranking Taoist boy or above!

Fang Wumu's eyes showed fear. He couldn't understand why Yu Lie became a high-ranking Taoist boy, even though Yu Lie had not even been promoted to the middle rank for a full year.

And more importantly, why did Yu Lie, a high-ranking Taoist boy, come over late at night to attack him? What's your order? Can't you just say no?

Yu Lie didn't pay much attention to Fang Wumu. He grabbed Fang Wumu like a chicken. After looking around, he chose to sit on a chair in the tent.

Suddenly, Yu Lie loosened his fingers, giving Fang Wumu a slight chance to breathe and prevent him from suffocating to death.

"Ahem..." The other party immediately started coughing dryly.

Yu Lie did not talk nonsense with the other party and said: "I ask, you answer, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Hearing Yu Lie's voice, Fang Wumu suddenly felt that Yu Lie's current appearance was completely different from before, as if he had no relatives.

Fang Wumu gasped and said flatteringly: "Brother Yu, if you have anything to say or something that needs to be done by Fang, just say it. Why do you have to do this... haha!"

Yu Lie pressed his fingers hard, and the suffocating feeling hit the other person's head again, making the veins on the other person's forehead swell.

Yu Lie spoke calmly:

"This ghost slave is made from the materials of mortals in the town, right? Tell me, how can a ghost slave be refined from the souls of mere mortals?"

When Fang Wumu heard Yu Lie's question, the fear in his heart was completely aroused. His pupils shrank slightly. His mind was spinning quickly, and he immediately thought of the charterer who had asked Yu Lie for help.

An unpleasant feeling appeared in the other person's heart: "Could it be that this guy recognized the charterer?!"

Fang Wumu felt regretful in his heart, regretting that he had not included Yu Lie in the list of purges before, otherwise there wouldn't be so many things happening now!

But he tensed up and managed to answer:

"Brother Yu, do you want to know the refining method of Ghost Slave? Yes, yes! It's in my sleeve."

Fang Wumu did not involve the charterer, but talked about it the other way round.

Yu Lie was not in a hurry. He still had at least three hours to slowly torture and manipulate Fang Wumu. There was no rush.

Then, another burst of screams rang out from the tent.

Yu Lie changed his hands and feet. He threw Fang Wumu down, stepped on the soles of his feet, and pressed the opponent's neck tightly.

Fang Wumu was even more suffocated and could only say quickly:

"No, I can't breathe... gurgling!"

Yu Lie ignored the other party.

After freeing up a hand, Yu Lie first took out the prison talisman from the bloody toad's belly, tied Fang Wumu tightly, and also scratched the opponent's skin membrane, planting a paralyzing poison on the opponent. , imprisoning his Qi and blood.

After a lot of processing, he looked at the ghost slave in his hands.

A cold voice came from Yu Lie's mouth again: "Unlock the storage bag."

Fang Wumu has a good father, so naturally he also has storage tools.

Several screams sounded.

The reaction and strength of the Taoist boys above Yu Lie crushed Fang Wumu. Even though the opponent was unwilling and still had many trump cards in his hand, the opponent could not use them at all. Under the pressure of death, he had to unlock the storage. bag.

In the storage bag, there is indeed a formula for controlling ghost slaves, and it is very detailed, as if the person who wrote it was afraid that others would not understand it.

Yu Lie stepped on Fang Wumu's neck and watched. He would also ask the other person a few questions from time to time, and he quickly figured out how to control this ghost slave.

In a hurry, although he couldn't use this ghost slave for his own use, he could still store it.

After dealing with the ghost slave issue, Fang Wumu's neck was completely loosened, and he could finally breathe heavily.

But before Fang Wu Mu was overjoyed, when he raised his head, he found that Yu Lie lowered his head again and looked at him with a smile:

"Brother Fang, now, can you tell me why you and your godfather are so shameless in the town, kidnapping living people, making ghosts, and stealing children? Is there any good thing?"

These words made Fang Wumu's heart skip a beat. He forced a smile and said bitterly: "What, what's the matter? Brother Yu, stop joking."

But as soon as he finished speaking, his body began to tremble violently.

Because he saw Yu Lie suddenly take out a blood-stained robe and a sharp knife from his sleeves.

Fang Wumu, who was well-informed, recognized it at a glance. It was the classic configuration used by Taoist boys in the alchemy room to slaughter living animals and prepare medicinal materials.

"No, no!" A horrified cry rang out.

Fang Wu's eyes widened with anger, and he wanted to break free from Yu Lie's restraint, but he could only watch as Yu Lie squatted down and cut open his flesh and blood.

"Brother Fang, do you know or don't you know?"

A ghost-like whisper sounded in Fang Wumu's ears.

Terrifying screams also sounded one after another in the tent!