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Fang Shiyi's back suddenly felt cold, and he was shocked: Who took Xiao Mingchao away!

Eggy and Mingming are also furious: who is tired of work and dares to kidnap that evil god? !

The panic only lasted for a moment, Fang Shiyi was no longer an unfamiliar boy, he quickly calmed down, rubbed his two fingers together, and a cluster of fire burst out, illuminating the tunnel.

There are no traces around, not to mention the evil spirit, the evil spirit is also very weak.

After pondering for a while, he took out the jade plate with the imprint of Meng Mingchao's soul. Seeing that the imprint on it was blazing brightly and intact, he breathed a sigh of relief.Thinking of the pile of things he stuffed into Meng Mingchao, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Most of those magic treasures and talismans were presented by Wen Xiuyue and senior teachers and uncles. Even if a powerful character came, it would not be able to hurt Meng Mingchao for a while.

Fang Shiyi felt a little relieved, pressed his anxiety and worry, and kicked open the secret door.

The stone room inside was unexpectedly spacious, but no matter how spacious it was, it would still look crowded if filled with mortals.It was probably because Fang Shiyi didn't look like a good person whether he was going down the tunnel or opening the door. When the secret door was opened, the buzzing cries became louder.

At a glance, hundreds of people were wronged and huddled in the stone room, men, women, young and old, fat and thin, crying so much that they almost passed out.

Fang Suyi: "..."

For more than ten years in the world of cultivating immortals, everyone gave a smile when they saw it. It was the first time they encountered such a battle, and they were a little uncomfortable.

"...My lord, my lord! Please spare our lives..."

The cry brought the fear to the highest point, and the nearest goatee looked terrified, gritted his teeth, and suddenly knelt down with a bang, bang bang bang, and it was obvious that he had no gold under his knees.

Seeing this, a group of people who were crying until they fainted suddenly stopped their voices and made a concerted effort to scold that person: "Spineless thing, Shangxian lost his supernatural powers because of our injuries, so you kneel up and recognize your father!"

The goatee is also very talkative, and he can turn his head and retort while lying on the ground: "You have a lot of backbone if you are waiting to die crying like you?"

A group of people made a noise, from buzzing and crying to buzzing and roaring.

Fang Suyi: "..."

Fang Shiyi squeezed Mingming twice, barely suppressed his shock, looked around calmly, and said, "I say, everyone."

As soon as the sound in the stone room disappeared, a needle could be heard, and everyone looked at it in fear.

Fang Shiyi was expressionless, and pointed to his own face: "It is written on my face that I want to kill someone?"

Everyone took a closer look, hesitated, and nodded timidly.

Little Junior Brother is lost, and he really wants to kill someone.

Fang Shiyi suppressed the fire from the bottom of his heart, like a juggler, he changed from Zhang Yanluo's coffin face to a smiling one in an instant, and his tone was gentle: "Everyone, rest assured, I am following the righteous way, and I have no interest in killing innocent people—what happened here, how long Now, who is the perpetrator and where is it? Please tell this old gentleman clearly, I lost my treasure and am in a hurry to find it.”

After being called, everyone's gazes were projected over him, his goatee stiffened, and he was sweating coldly under the pressure of these gazes. He laughed dryly, respectfully paid respects to Bai Fang's collection, and dragged out his tone: "My lord asked. Well, it's a long story..."

Fang Shiyi interrupted him: "Let's make a long story short."

"..." The goatee emptied again, and bowed again in fear.Fang Shiyi frowned and waved his sleeves, Qingfeng lifted the man up, and smiled not very kindly: "I'm not a clay figurine offered in the temple, please be polite."

The goatee wiped his sweat: "As you can see, this city has been infested by evil spirits for a long time. I've been hiding here for two years. There are walking corpses outside, and evil cultivators come to catch them from time to time. We dare not go out when people go to test drugs, so we can only do some traps, just in case."

Hearing the flawed words, Fang Shiyi didn't laugh out of face, and nodded kindly: "Really." He glanced at the bustling crowd, "But I don't think you all seem to have succeeded in bigu. , hid in this dark place for more than two years, could it be that they are going to attain Taoism and become immortals together?"

Hesitating and spitting, hiding and tucking, there must be ghosts.

The goatee wiped his sweat again: "My lord doesn't know, this house used to be the richest man in the city, and there are a lot of food hidden under the tunnel..."

Fang Shiyi laughed: "I don't look like a good person, do I look like a fool?"

There was silence all around.

Fang Shiyi really lost his temper.

Meng Mingchao disappeared, his heart was flustered and empty, and the coldness went straight from his fingertips to his heart. In the blink of an eye, bad pictures would flash in front of his eyes, so he could only rub the hilt of Wangshu sword once and for all to calm down , I have no intention of dealing with these people: "To put it bluntly, everyone here is not enough for me to strike with a sword. If I am on the side of the evil cultivator, you can't open your mouth, and I don't need to deal with you."

Goatee and the others looked at each other, seemingly beginning to waver.

Fang Shiyi waited for a while, but still no one spoke, sighed, and leaned against the door with folded arms: "Since you have many concerns and are unwilling to tell the truth, then answer the next question, where is the evil cultivator?"

This time the goatee answered quickly: "It's in the city!"

Fang Shiyi nodded, turned and left with his sword in hand.

The group of people didn't expect him to be so decisive, they were stunned, and hurried to the door and stretched their necks to look.

Fang Shiyi has disappeared.

At this time, it was dusk, and there was no sound in the whole city.

Fang Shiyi followed the direction indicated by the compass, and moved freely and horizontally among the ruined walls. Mingming lay on top of his head, and Dandan followed him, looking around vigilantly.

After a while, the pointer trembled slightly.Fang Shiyi paused and raised his eyes.

Under the last light of day, the tall building was dragged out of a long shadow, and under that shadow were countless walking corpses.

There is also a person sitting in the corner of the eaves.

The clothes the man was wearing seemed to be soaked in blood, black and red, and a bad smell could be smelled from a distance, and a string of bells was tied on his hand.

Fang picked up the relics without saying a word, and drew his sword to face each other.

The other party seems to be quite interested in him: "You are the rumored Fang Shiyi?"

Generally speaking, there are three kinds of questions, those who are curious, those who want to make friends, and those who want to kill him.

Fang Shiyi has long been used to it, pointing the tip of his sword obliquely at the ground, and smiled slightly: "False, Fang does not live in rumors."

The man also pretended to smile, raised his hand, and shook it lightly.

The crisp bell rang, and the walking corpses colliding with each other on the ground without bounds suddenly gained direction, and surrounded Fang Shiyi.

The evening wind blew gently, bringing in a stench of corpses.Fang Shiyi shook his arms, ignored the walking corpses, and rushed towards the man.

The corpse controller didn't expect him to be so unreasonable, he froze for a moment, turned around and wanted to run away.

Fang Shiyi is very clear that these evil spirits heretics are eager for quick success, they are unwilling to be steady and steady when they practice, and they like to borrow foreign things.

Especially these corpse controllers.

As long as they hit the snake seven inches, they can't make any waves.

Fang Shiyi dealt with the vicious walking corpse guarding nearby, and stepped on the man on the sole of his shoe.

When the bell stopped, the walking corpses began to wander around in a daze again.Fang Shiyi crushed the head under his feet with a smile, and said in harmony: "I am a reasonable person."

The cadaver cursed loudly.

Fang Shiyi turned a deaf ear to him, and lowered his eyes to look at him: "As long as you tell me where my little junior brother is now, I will spare your life."

"Your junior brother?" The corpse controller looked blank.

Fang Shiyi looked at him coldly: "Don't pretend."

The corpse controller yelled aggrieved: "We are just looking for a safe place to cultivate and cultivate. You killed our guards as soon as you came, and now you are looking for trouble for some junior brother. The rumored Fang Shiyi is not such a rascal!"

"..." Fang Shiyi couldn't figure out whether this person was really stupid or pretending to be stupid for a moment, frowned and looked at him for a while, took a deep breath, and let go of his feet.

The corpse handler hung his head in embarrassment, shaking his sleeves silently, a cold light flashed through his sleeves, and before he had time to exert his strength, a sharp pain came from his hands.

Fang Shiyi stepped on his hand, expressionless: "I have suffered a lot, I have some experience, I am sorry."

After finishing speaking, he was about to destroy this person's skills directly, when a whistle that pierced the sky suddenly sounded from behind, and the walking corpse instantly violently moved, and several violent winds hit behind his head.

Fang Shiyi's scalp went numb, and his reaction was quick. He connected the three seals, threw out the talisman, and flew to hide.The talisman and the seal were delayed for a moment, and he managed to avoid it, and a few iron claws glowing with purple light rushed at the position where he was standing just now.

The corpse controller who fell on the ground was unlucky, his face was torn open by the iron claws, the blood flowed all over the ground, and the bruise quickly spread to his whole body, he only had time to let out an inhuman howl, and then fell silent.

Evil cultivators have always been like this, no matter the enemy or us.

Fang Shiyi's heart felt cold, and he quickly passed the people on the ground, his eyes were completely cold.

The few evil cultivators who rushed over quickly didn't talk nonsense with him, let alone the principle of fighting alone, they surrounded the corpses and forced them to come.Fang Shiyi didn't panic at all, his feet were steady, and his sword style was not messed up. Although he was at a disadvantage, no one could do anything to catch him for a while.

With a long chirping sound, the wings flapped and flew out. The fat little group grew up against the wind, and became three feet long in an instant, with slender tail feathers. Qingyue.

Eggy clawed at a walking corpse, guarding Fang Shiyi's back, Mingming seized the opportunity, pounced on it and pecked it, the evil cultivator who was pecked screamed: "My eyes!"

Fang Shiyi still had time to speak: "Mingming, don't eat indiscriminately."

Mingming: "... Chirp."

Night was creeping up.

As the pitch black night fell, Fang Shiyi was forced to back up constantly. He was accumulating the strength to fight back when suddenly a chill came out from behind his ears. Even though he reacted very quickly, his cheeks still hurt. The eye is a thin line that does not know when it is lying there.

If it wasn't for the blood, it wouldn't be obvious for a while.

Just a few steps back, the head should have been cut off.

With such a delay, the rhythm that he controlled extremely precisely was thrown into chaos immediately, and an evil cultivator caught the opportunity, struck with iron claws in his hand, and lifted half of Fang Shiyi's shoulder.

Fang Shiyi hissed.

The man laughed darkly: "Fang Shaoxia's flesh and blood is really rare."

Fang Shiyi quickly blocked a few cold arrows, and when dodging the attack, he had to be careful whether there were any spider-like threads nearby, and smiled lightly: "Fang's life is even more rare, I don't know how many of you can take it. "

As soon as the provocative words came out, the walking corpses attacked even more fiercely.Eggy glanced at him faintly, not knowing which side he was from.

Fang Shiyi just smiled and continued to dodge skillfully.

At the same time, I counted silently in my heart: three steps away.

These people took three more steps according to his budget, and they would fall into the killing array he put down when he was dodging.

The great work was about to be completed, when a death knell sounded like a death knell from the distant sky, and it resounded through the city with a "dang".

The evil cultivators and walking corpses present at the same time.

Those people frowned, without any hesitation, they immediately threw down the collection, turned around and ran towards that direction.

The rest of the walking corpses rushed forward, delaying Fang Shiyi's steps.Without the person controlling the group of corpses, these things are easy to solve. Fang Suiyi solved it in twos and twos, and walked over there.

Before running far, a familiar voice sounded from behind: "Senior brother."

Fang Shiyi subconsciously pulled the torn clothes to cover his injured shoulder, flicked the blood off the sword, and turned around.

Meng Mingchao leaned out from the corner of the street, and quickly ran up to him: "Brother...are you alright?"

He stared at this familiar face for a while, bent down, and put his bloody fingers lightly on his shoulder.

"You are not Ming Chao."

The person in front of him froze for a moment, and hurriedly opened his mouth to defend himself.

Fang Shiyi brushed the hair on his forehead, and interrupted the conversation softly: "Give you a chance, tell me where he is, or let me pick the skin and cram it, and see what is under this skin."

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