dead child, ghost carrying coffin

The moment Huang Zuo was about to kneel on the ground, he was supported by a familiar force.

At the same time, Hu Qingshan's elegant voice sounded.

"Congratulations to Brother Huang Zuo for his enlightenment and breaking through the restriction of heel!"

"From today onwards, I will have another great power in the Northern Kingdom!"

I saw that the little fox that had fallen on the ground had disappeared, and was replaced by Hu Qingshan who had stood beside Huang Wulang at some point.

The Patriarch of the Hu family raised his crutches, poking and blinding Huang Wulang's charming silky eyes.

Under the severe pain, this "monster" who was neither male nor female immediately let go of Huang Lier, covered his head and screamed and retreated.

There was a sudden change, and while Fan Ju and others were still in a daze, the little mouse jumped up from the ground.

In the air, it becomes more than three meters long: its eyes are shining, and its body is as strong as a bull.

The right arm formed by the condensed power of the incense turned into a big knife that swept across the mourning gate and the two evil spirits.

"Bastard!"

"Dare to call our elder brothers as beasts, today, Master Six, I will show you two some color!"

Except for the loyal and courageous head of the Hui family, Hui Lao Liu, there is probably no other mouse "immortal" in the world today who can deal with the two evil gods at the same time!

The mourners and hangers only had time to retreat a little in their haste, avoiding the fate of being cut in half, but the abdomen was cut open with long wounds.

Two screams sounded almost at the same time, and the two fierce gods were holding their stomachs and their faces were pale.

Obviously, Hui Jiaxian's attack has seriously injured their vitality!

But at this time, the two fierce gods had no time to take care of themselves, instead they looked behind Fan Ju with horror on their faces.

"Prime Minister Fan..."

Before the word "heart" was uttered, Fan Ju realized that something was wrong!

Just as he was about to get up to dodge, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, and the white jade-like palm burst out again, just like the scene when he rescued Mai's grandma that day.

The severe pain and the calculated humiliation made Fan Ju's eyes turn red.

His face twitched, his teeth were gritted and he growled word by word.

"Blood, sea, turning, dragon, Chang, killing, people!!!"

Chang Huaiyuan, dressed in white over snow, was still gentle and elegant.

Smiling as if greeting an old friend, he said, "Prime Minister Fan is fine, Mr. Chang is being polite!"

Fan Ju endured the severe pain, pulled himself away from the "dragon claw" little by little, and faced Chang Huaiyuan with a distorted face.

"Fan has something he doesn't understand, if he doesn't get an answer, he will die with regret!"

"Dare to ask Long Jun, how did you guess the old man's intentions, and then plot against me?!"

Chang Huaiyuan didn't rush to answer, took out the brocade handkerchief and gently wiped his right hand.

When Fan Ju was so angry that he couldn't bear it, he spoke slowly.

"Chang is a mere one-time martial artist, how can he design and control everyone."

"It's actually my little gentleman planning ahead, planning a strategy, and winning a thousand miles away."

"Before leaving for Liangzhu, I specially left a letter for Chang, and the prime minister can check it himself if he doesn't mind it."

After finishing speaking, Chang Huaiyuan handed a slightly torn piece of paper to Fan Ju.

If Emperor Jiang Chu, the supreme emperor, saw it, he would definitely find it very familiar:

Because this is clearly torn from Wang Qianyue's homework book... Hua Jiunan's words are also written on the back...

Fan Ju, who didn't know these things, watched intently, and saw that it read:

Brother Chang, after the younger brother leaves, Mr. Fan will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble.

The art of vertical and horizontal integration focuses on differentiation and disintegration.

I thought he would trouble Brother Huang Zuo and trouble him to carefully protect him secretly.

You can so...

After reading the letter, Fan Ju's complexion was instantly pale - even paler than after being seriously injured by Chang Huaiyuan!

It's not hard to understand:

A proud person is defeated in his proudest field, this kind of blow is devastating!

Fan Ju staggered and slowly backed away, and then spit out a big mouthful of black water condensed from Yin Qi.

He looked up to the sky and sighed amidst the miserable laughter.

"Hehehe, there are talents from generation to generation, and a new generation replaces the old ones!"

"The old man was defeated by the prince twice successively: the first time I was a little dissatisfied, thinking that it was evenly divided. This time..."

"I'm convinced that I lost this time!"

After finishing his speech, Fan Ju stomped his feet fiercely, and thick fog instantly rose up around him.

His slightly crazy voice came out of the thick fog.

"I also ask Mr. Long to tell Mr. Chu that when we meet again next time, Fan will definitely give him a surprise!"

As if everything was expected, Chang Huaiyuan didn't chase after him, but just smiled lightly and uttered a word: "Broken!"

Fan Ju's screams came from afar again.

I saw the chariot turned into the classic "Six Secret Teachings" burst out of his body, and flew back to Chang Huaiyuan with a trace of black air.

Chang Huaiyuan smiled even more suavely.

"Prime Minister Fan, walk slowly, Chang will not send you far!"

"My little gentleman also has a message to pass on to the prime minister: You must look at everything carefully, otherwise you will suffer a loss."

"For example...for example, the letter in your hand!"

Fan Ju, who fled in embarrassment with his men, immediately checked again after hearing this.

I saw that besides the big characters he had just read, there was an almost invisible line of small characters at the bottom.

Fan Ju read it subconsciously.

"The sky is round and the earth is round, there are nine chapters in the law, and my order is to write, ten thousand ghosts treasure!"

"...The big thing is not good, it is the Taoist forbidden technique Five Thunder Breaking the Sky to rectify the law!"

"Zhuzi actually wrote French to provoke the old man, damn it!"

Before Fan Ju could finish cursing, the endless thunder had condensed out of thin air, and fell towards him head-on and face-to-face!