Xu Fu

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You Ming looked at Mu Hong with some speechlessness, he seemed to know himself and the enemy at the moment, but he didn't know how to speak, after thinking for a long time, he said in a daze: "Where should I go?"

Mu Hong was called back by his question, and replied with his usual sunny and kind expression: "After I talk to Yefu, you can go to my courtyard for the time being and listen to their conversation. Guigu Town will be reopened tomorrow. I will take you there again, so that you will have a chance to find Yun Wai Jing."

"Where is my master?"

He saw Mu Hong chuckle, pointing up with his finger, mysteriously: "Cloud."

The next day.

The party came to the altar, and Shu and the heads of the three major families stood on the stage, ordering all ghosts.

I saw the hundreds of ghosts gathered under the altar, although there were not many, they were enough to form a black cloud overwhelming the city and wanting to destroy it.The expressions on their faces were a little bit dull and stiff after the resentment, but also seemed to be suppressed under the dark waves and ready to move.

"It's time to perform the ritual of washing the soul." Shu said lightly.

Washing the soul means washing the souls of the ghosts. The ghosts are temporarily restored to their truest side, and at the same time, all dirty thoughts are washed away, so that the ghosts can tell what happened that night without any concealment. This is also the best way to find out what happened that night. good idea.However, the instrument of washing the soul requires a huge amount of spiritual power, so even the three major patriarchs of the ghost clan and the main force are a bit reluctant, but right now they can only put all their eggs in one basket.

Hearing this, the patriarchs of the three major families of the Ghost Clan jumped up and lined up in a triangle on the altar.In an instant, the altar was peaceful and silent, as terrifying as death, and the black miasma hovered in the air, as if the clouds were rolling and relaxing.But after seeing the tranquility of the drizzle for a moment, the miasma turned into an obstacle to gather, weaving half of the sky into a brocade, covering the entire altar.

The soul is back, the king is supreme and evil.

The tiger and leopard have nine levels, pecking and killing the servants!

The Zhuhun song chanted in ancient ballads, lamenting that death is swallowed, and life is always sad.The soul-washing ceremony in Yin Yu Fei Fei was originally orderly, but it slowed down at the last cloud mirror, but when the aura of soul washing was pouring into the body of the cloud mirror, which seemed to be foggy but not foggy, Suddenly, a man with a spear jumped out of Naruo Cotton's body, and caught the already exhausted Tuoba Wan by surprise!

"Help!! Dad!!" Tuoba Wan yelled in horror.

The sudden change, all of this happened so suddenly that the heads of the three major families who were almost exhausted at the end of the soul wash could only stay where they were.

The first one to respond was Shu, who came out of the hole as fast as a snake and scorpion, and his long sleeves, which were as poisonous as a giant python, reached the Zhuhun formation one step ahead of his body, and rolled towards Yun Waijing's body.

He opened his mouth and said through the vicissitudes of a hundred years: "Li Yun, be presumptuous."

The woman whose body was soft and shattered into a cloud has long been out of shape and is elusive, but she can still see her beautiful facial features in the haze, although she is not as coquettish and charming as her sister, I only heard her say fiercely: "I didn't expect a hundred ghosts to come back Didn't kill you!! What a demon lord!"

Shu didn't answer, the windless cloak swelled up in the sky, like a strong axis between heaven and earth - in an instant, the axis was like burning fireworks, splashing golden light, swallowing the fog from outside the cloud. A steady stream of assassins.

Yun Waijing's expression was as calm as a lake, and she saw that her long sleeves wrapped in mist covered her intangible body, like a net covering the entire sky - the clouds and the sky seemed to have no gaps, and they had overlapped so that they could not be separated from each other.She focused on releasing the thousands of years of practice, but saw that the ever-extending tentacles brought out successive assassins, fell into the altar, and fought hard, catching the exhausted three-legged ghost clan by surprise.

"I heard everything clearly! For Lifu! For Sijun! Kill them!!" Yun Waijing screamed and roared hysterically.

Looking from under the altar, the drums of war have been beating, spreading across the forbidden area of ​​Guigu.

There were so many assassins, and it was unreasonable to besiege the positions of the three major families that were caught off guard and unprepared.Wang Chuan under the altar frowned, and was about to fly up, when his shoulders were firmly pressed down, and when he looked back, he saw the handsome face that seemed to be smiling all the time.

"It's better to chat with the secretary for a while." Su Ziku said slowly, as if he was talking about Huifeng and Xu.

Wang Chuan's expression changed, and he moved his body away: "Su Ziku, don't meddle in your own business."

Su Ziku laughed harmlessly, waving the golden hazel fan, his voice was as gentle as water: "I just want to tell Master Dui that the name 'Master Dui' may not last long."

"what are you talking about."

Su Ziku tilted his head lightly, sighed and said, "You still don't understand? With Yucong's testimony, it's impossible for that Pohou Ren Rong not to understand."

Wang Chuan was stunned for a long time, then suddenly understood what he was talking about, his face changed suddenly, he stepped forward to grab his collar but the latter dodged as expected.He roared angrily: "Shen Yucong is with you?!"

"Yucong has been recovering from Fengmanlou to detoxify, but it was poisoned by his own brother." Su Ziku leisurely dodged Wang Chuan's attack with an oiled paper umbrella, not caring about the other party's glaring, gracefully continued to hold the golden hazel fan, But his eyes gradually became cold: "If you let him go back to Daisi, wouldn't he die by your hands?"

"So you already know." Wang Chuan sneered upon hearing this.

"You are so bold and reckless, the other seven divisions have already seen your clues." Su Ziku said, his eyes were full of contempt and arrogance: "Egging Yucong to urge the snow-eared bats to invade Li Division, and personally investigate the case of zombies, It's all for Mr. Shu."

"That's right," Wang Chuan's face twisted, "Yu Cong's skill is getting stronger and stronger, and there are already many people in the department who are profiting from the fact that they form cliques, plus...he actually hooked up with Yan Wulie outside, and not long after It's the day when our boss will step down! How can we not get rid of it? Only that idiot Ren Hong can be controlled by this boss."

"Yu Cong is kind and has never harmed your heart. He and Wu Lie have been friends since they first met hundreds of years ago, and their mana has gradually increased." Su Ziku slowly put away his smile and put away the golden hazel fan: "It's you, the thoughts in your heart are twisted and twisted, and you create something out of nothing. You have been busy all this time just for power and sex. It's really hard work, but it must be over soon."

Wang Chuan was suddenly furious, and raised his hand to strike fiercely, killing Zechuan Guanyuelu several times, using softness to overcome rigidity in exchange for the magic spirit, shattering the black peonies everywhere in the place where Su Ziku moved, uprooting and causing the broken petals to scatter All over the place, scattered and scattered like black feathers flying around.

"In today's situation, you'd better sit on the sidelines, otherwise once the fairy clan is alarmed..." Su Ziku waved his sleeves to attack, his face darkened, "Especially Dian Xuechen, you should know Dian Xuechen's character, he is not as good as me Easy to talk about."

"Oh? Are you going to let me go now?" Wang Chuan laughed mockingly.

"Right now, we just don't want the immortals to get involved and make the situation even more chaotic. What's more, to deal with you, you have to ask Liangyi to issue an order to kill the immortals. You can't escape this catastrophe, so we're not in a hurry." Su Zi With a sneer.

"I hope you won't regret this decision in the future." Wang Chuan laughed ferociously, turned into black smoke and disappeared.

That Yun Waijing struggled with Shu with all his strength, thousands of magic spirits intertwined and fought, almost covering all the light of the sun.Under the altar, in just a blink of an eye, the assassin took the power of the Mu and Tuoba prefectures in his hands so quickly that it was beyond imagination.

Tuoba Wan, who was held hostage, was always dragged by someone in embarrassment, struggling to use spells to break free, but found that the other party seemed to know his counting methods well, and could only watch helplessly as all the power of Tuoba Mansion fell into the hands of others .

Finally, he had a chance to turn his head to look hard, so he was shocked to see the face of the man with a spear on his neck, and he was furious immediately, and his blood surged: "Tuobazhi, are you still alive?!"

"Long time no see, cousin." Tuoba Zhi squinted his eyes, he looked at the approaching Tuoba Mansion reinforcements, grasped the spear tightly and pressed lightly, Tuoba Wan immediately let out a scream.

"Ah!! Damn don't come close, do a bunch of idiots want me to die?!"

"Nearly half of the people in Tuoba's mansion are members of my Tuoba Zhi. As long as you surrender, you will not be treated badly, so you have to make your own judgment." Tuoba Zhi said concisely to Tuoba Wan's subordinates.

"Don't even think about succeeding... Lord Shu, Lord Lord..." Tuoba Wan called out to Shu struggling, his wet hair in a panic.

The battle situation can be seen at a glance, not only the Tuoba Mansion is completely defeated, but also the Mu Mansion and Yuan Mansion are in disarray: Yuan Zhen is tired of fighting the rebels, but Mu Li is fighting against his own son Mu Hong!

Mu Li had all his acupuncture points sealed, and he collapsed on the altar exhausted, the rain soaked his fine clothes, and his usually stable and heroic face showed unbelievable anger and despair.He looked at Mu Hong standing in front of him holding a knife, the strange and indifferent expression on his face scared him, and he pointed with trembling fingers: "Nizi...Nizi!!"

"Father," Mu Hong approached slowly with a knife in his hand, his face in the rain and mist still looked like the enthusiastic young man like Yang, but he said lightly: "If you break with Shu right now, everything will be fine."

Mu Li was taken aback, and from the corner of his eye he saw Shu who was wrestling with Yun Wai Jing: "Nie Zhan... Are you crazy? Master Shu is the Allah of the two clans of devils, without his protection, how could our Mu residence be safe and peaceful?"

"I never thought that father is such a coward. What is the difference between such peace and humiliation." Mu Hong frowned, his innocent and sincere face turned cold at this moment, and his eyes suddenly showed cruelty.

Leng Yefu, who staggered up to the altar, watched this scene in astonishment, and the oil-paper umbrella in his hand suddenly slipped, and just when the umbrella was about to touch the ground, Mu Li used magic power to cover it again.

"Hong'er, what's going on?" Leng Yefu said in astonishment, "Why do you want it?"

"Brother Muhong is a member of the society." Suzi's withered green oil-paper umbrella stood spotless in the rain, as if fighting against this battle.