The strongest mortician

"Young master?" The ending trembled with a crying sound, Xiaobai looked out of the window through the mask, and there was a strong man standing in the yard, his eyebrows and mouth corners were curved upwards, and he was born with a smiling face.

The sledgehammer in the strong man's hand fell to the ground without knowing it, and he cried and laughed, with tears streaming down his chest.The iron-blooded man burst into tears, looking a little funny.

Xiaobai didn't know him. Looking at this man's posture, he obviously knew his origin. Seeing the voices coming from the yard, Xiaobai felt panicked for some reason, and he especially didn't want to be known.

He took a step back, leaving a place for the window, and said in a concise and cold voice, "Come in."

"Yes."

Bai Si stood in the narrow room, didn't know how to place his hands and feet, rubbed his hands cautiously, stared at the person in front of him without blinking, afraid that when he closed his eyes, the person in front of him would disappear like a mirror image.

The familiar silver mask, the indifferent tone, is their young master.The young master is fine, he finally found the young master.You have to notify the elders immediately, the elders...

The elder and Bai San took the traitor Bai Xianxian to Yicheng!According to the monk's footsteps, I'm afraid it has already arrived.

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At this time, above the desert of Yicheng, there were three people standing on Yujian, one of them was soft into mud, and was hung on the hilt of the sword like a dead dog by a cold-faced Xiaosheng.

Under the desert, there are twisted species that are half human and half devil.After a round of cleaning, the remaining shrimp soldiers and crabs will be driven back to the depths of the desert.Thinking of the young man in Yicheng who was passed on by word of mouth and worshiped by standing statues, Bai Qiong sighed for a while, thinking that he was a dignified elder who was easily blinded by others and almost affected innocent people.

If a sincere and kind-hearted young man was really hurt in this way, there would be no place to put his old face.

Thinking of this, Bai Qiong hated those who deceived him.He looked coldly at the woman shivering in the air hanging on the hilt of her sword.

The two of them had searched this desert over and over several times. None of these half-devils had opened their minds and couldn't interrogate anything.Bai Qiong was afraid of missing it, this was the only clue they had to find the young master, and it was necessary to stay in Yicheng for a few more days.

As for Bai Xianxian, she couldn't squeeze any valuable clues out of her mouth. It was so obvious that he hesitated and answered inaccurately, and the people who were deceived by her before were so stupid.

"Bai San, right here, leave her behind."

"Woo! Woooo!" Bai Xianxian's eyes were terrified, tears covered her face, her jaw was taken off, she couldn't speak, her saliva couldn't be shut, and the drops were evaporated in the desert.The monks in the sky did not cover up. Under their feet, a group of half-monsters attracted by the breath of fresh women and flesh and blood gathered.

At this time, Bai Xianxian's meager cultivation base was abolished, and her limbs were broken, making her even worse than ordinary people.

What kind of place is this? It's a den of monsters in the depths of the desert. She used to be able to understate things in the ground, but now she can no longer do so.She begged, she was in pain, she regretted the first step, it was already too late when she took the first step of harming someone.

The clothes were broken, and the woman fell from the sky and smashed into the desert, and was soon dug out of the sand by the half-monsters who had waited around for a long time.Screams and blood were wiped out in the black pile of half-monsters.

blue night.

Bai Si in the room was so excited that he couldn't speak coherently: "Need...to inform the elder first." He took out a messenger talisman from the skirt of his shirt, and before he used it, a cup of herbal tea fell from the sky.The messenger is useless.

Bai Si: "..." The young master definitely didn't do it on purpose.He was just drinking tea and accidentally spilled the tea.It's okay, he still has it.

He took out another messenger talisman from his skirt, and kept it a little further away from the teacup.It took less than a while to put the talisman paper between the two fingers.

"Tear——" The upper half of the communication talisman is gone.

The person sitting opposite was holding half a piece of talisman paper in his hand.It seems to be very curious to study.His eyes were innocent, as if he wasn't the one who tore off the talisman paper.

"Heh...hehe...Young master, you want to play, it's okay, Bai Si still has it!" The young master in front of him behaved a little strangely, Bai Si thought, could it be the sequelae of the catastrophe?

Bai Si took out the last communication talisman from his bosom, observed the young master, it was fine, and he was still playing with the last talisman.

It's sure to be fine this time.

"Hoo--" The little black sword turned into a stream of light and flashed past. The sword was strung with talisman papers, and it swung loudly, asking for credit from its master.His master, that is, the young master, touched the blade of the sword encouragingly, and the little black sword became more and more rustling, humming happily.

Bai Si petrified, he felt that there was something wrong with his eyes, otherwise how could he see flattery from a black sword.

His young master, Bai Dianlin, is the famous Venerable Xuanling, and his sword is the most precious Qinghe sword.

One person in front of him had a sword, one pretended to be innocent and the other was really arrogant.

No matter how rough Bai Si's nerves were, he still noticed something was wrong.He tentatively asked: "Young master, do you still remember who I am?"

The person on the opposite side was tearing up the talisman and playing with it. Hearing this, he didn't even lift his eyelids: "Ask me who you are? Oops—" Xiao Bai looked Bai Si up and down, as if he had discovered a new species.

"Are you the kind of person who fell into the head in the legend?" He walked around the person with great interest. He had seen Shen Shen consulted the doctor secretly, imitating the tone of the old doctor at that time, " Poor man—"

White Four: ...

The young master's current situation is not good, he has to follow the young master every step of the way, and the young master's identity cannot be revealed, he must notify the elders as soon as possible.Now, the young master's safety depends entirely on him alone.Bai Si was still thinking, he didn't pay attention, and came out through the window.

"Young...young master, wait for me."

Bai Si chased him out, and he saw his young master, who used to be noble and inhumane, flying onto a person, his body taller than the other person deliberately curled up, hugging the person's neck and not letting go, the tone was aggrieved and coquettish: "deep , deep, where have you been?"

The person in his arms showed his face, and it was the embalmer they had suspected, misunderstood, and admired—Shen Shen.

He was in a trance, and heard the little mortician introduce: "I made the fourth brother Bai laugh. This child is named Xiaobai. He was injured and his IQ stayed at the age of eleven or twelve... He is innocent and has no evil intentions. If you don't have a doorknob, you're still arrogant, don't care about this kid."

"Don't care, don't care." How dare he.The little mortician was full of doting eyes, and he stroked his young master's hair gently. That way, he really raised his young master as a child.

Looking at the young master who was still clinging in his arms and wanted to pat his head, Bai Si's face was a little bit uncomfortable.He covertly cleared his throat:

"Cough---" Young Master, pay attention to your image in broad daylight.

The other party didn't receive his signal at all, but the little embalmer pushed his head away from his arms in embarrassment.explain:

"He's always so childish. Fourth brother Bai, let Shen Shen bid farewell and take the first step."

"What? Where are you going?" Where are you taking the young master?

"Huh?" The question was a bit abrupt.

"Uh, um, that's right, that record player is with you. The young master loves it very much. He will definitely come to look for it. I was told by the elders to stay here, hoping to go with Brother Shen."

"That's it." Coincidentally, he also wanted to know who the hell was the thief who stole his record player and took it for himself, causing him to be almost beaten up.The people from the Qingwei faction follow him as long as they want, and he doesn't care.Shen Shen smiled and did not refuse or agree.

He ignored his tail and went to bid farewell to Luo Shuqing himself.

"This time, thanks to Brother Luo's help, Shen is very grateful." The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Shen Shen asked what he really wanted to ask, "I don't know what to do with the remaining two corpses, Brother Luo?"

Luo Shuqing sighed and said: "One has already found its belonging, and the same sect will come to take it away in a few days, and the other is a casual cultivator, without father, mother, or sect."

"If brother Shen doesn't mind, let's help Luo bury him, he is also a poor man."

"That's what I meant."

After talking with Luo Shuqing, it was already the tip of the moon.Xiaobai and Baisi waited outside, unexpectedly, there were two other people waiting for him, Shen Yuqing and Shen Yuguang.

Shen Shen didn't intend to pay attention to the two of them.

"Xiaobai, let's go."

"Wait." It was Shen Yuqing who spoke, "Shen Shen, you'd better not get me wrong, I'm not helping you, but I hate Bai Xianxian more than you."

Shen Shen raised her eyebrows, Shen Yuqing was a woman with a high heart and arrogance, she was not rotten to the bottom of her bones, she was much better than her brother Shen Yuguang.

He suddenly moved closer to Shen Yuqing, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "A word of advice, be careful with Shen Yuguang."

"Shen Shen, don't come here to sow discord!"

"Heh, who knows if it's provocation, people's hearts are separated."

Shen Shen and his party left, leaving Shen Yuqing with an ugly face. He glanced at his younger brother standing in the shadows, wearing a blue robe, obedient and sensible, although he was a little domineering in front of outsiders, he was just spoiled, point horizontally To put it bluntly, she is a disciple of Qingwei's inner sect and will protect Yu Guang all the way.

"Sister. What's the matter?"

"Nothing, let's go."

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The second round of Qingkong's Underground King Contest is about to kick off.Due to the serious casualties in the first round, the number of people in the second round was insufficient. Qingkong launched an emergency mechanism, that is, those who can defeat the escort challengers such as Qingkong B can participate in the second round of competition.

It is foreseeable that many new faces will be added in the second round of the challenge.

At the same time, the roster for the opening match of the competition has been released, and it is hung on Qingkong's bulletin board.The underground casino where people place bets and buy wins and losses starts the game in a hurry.In the audience, there were many more young people carrying wooden coffin boxes. They came from all over the world and gathered together to discuss something excitedly. There were especially many people from Yicheng, and there were not enough seats to sit and stand behind. I don't want to go out either.Moreover, the objects they bet on are also very unified.

The first game: Shen Shen, the mortician, and Wang Tu, a practitioner of the war soil system.