Dressed up as his brother

"What's wrong?" Nanrong noticed something unusual.

"It's okay." Chongyang naturally wouldn't tell Nan Rong that he traded his blood at this time.

"Buzz!"

It's okay, how could it be okay!

The ancient fierce soldiers roared crazily, and their hostility fluctuated one after another, scaring a ghost general who was just approaching, and retreated silently: "Do you want to go back on your word?!"

Chongyang: "I never go back on what I promised, but my purpose is to save people. Have you saved them now?"

Ancient Fierce Soldier: "I'm only responsible for finding people. Now that people have been found, I want blood."

Chongyang: "I found it, but the man is dead. Why should I look for him? No."

Ancient Fierce Soldier: "You...you are lying!"

As long as it has the ability to fight back, it must have stabbed this shameless master with a sword now.

Chongyang: "How did I cheat? It's not that I won't give you blood, but I will give you blood later. Besides, did I say before that I will give you blood immediately after I find someone?"

"You, you, you scoundrel!" The ancient fierce soldiers killed countless people, and they have seen many villains. Because of their fierceness, no one can suppress them, and they can kill their own masters every time. An existence more evil than humans, until it met Chongyang.

Chongyang: "Didn't I explain it to you just now? I'm not called a rascal. Tsk, Sword Spirit just has a low IQ. Forget it, I'll explain it to you again."

Ancient Fierce Soldier: "Rogue!!!"

The ancient fierce soldier was going to cry in anger, this man is really too shameless, he is obviously playing a scoundrel.

Chongyang: "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, but as long as you know, help us get out of here, and you will have blood."

"I don't, I want blood now." You can't beat Chongyang in a quarrel, and your IQ is not very high, but it is a fierce soldier, and a fierce soldier doesn't have a good temper.

Chongyang: "You are being unreasonable, you are playing a rascal."

Ancient Fierce Soldier: "Hmph."

"..." Good guy, this fierce soldier is stupid, and he's a quick learner.Chongyang suddenly felt like lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

"What happened to the ancient fierce soldiers?" Nan Rong suddenly asked.

Although Chongyang told him that there was nothing wrong, but this fierce soldier has been shaking since just now, and Chongyang's eyes have been falling on this murderous soldier, and it seems that one person and one soldier are communicating with each other.

"It's all right, it's okay." Chongyang said.

"He has a spirit?" Nanrong's eyes lit up.

There has been a saying in Xuanmen since ancient times, but now that the aura is thin, no matter how difficult it is for magic tools to transform into spirits, but according to the records in ancient books, tool spirits were born in the magic tools of many great celestial masters.According to legend, in the Treasure Pavilion of the Ability Bureau, there are also magic tools with tool spirits, but the tool spirits are lonely and will not show up unless they are approved by them.

The ancient fierce soldier has existed since ancient times, and appeared in the most prosperous period of Taoism. It is not surprising that it has the spirit of weapons.What shocked Nanrong even more was that the weapon spirit of this fierce soldier recognized Chongyang and appeared in front of him.

Chongyang nodded, and at the same time raised his hand to grab the murderer: "Stop making trouble, go out first."

The ancient evil soldier dodged with a "swipe", resolutely refusing to let Chongyang touch him again.

Chongyang gritted his teeth: "There is still a contract between us. If I die, you will not be much better."

Ancient Fierce Soldier: "Anyway, I won't die."

Chongyang squinted: "Are you sure?"

Although Nanrong couldn't hear what the fierce soldier said, the tense atmosphere between one person and one sword was almost substantive, and the tip of the fierce soldier's sword even turned around, pointing directly at Chongyang's eyebrows, as if he didn't agree with each other. It looked like he was going to kill him.

"What's the matter?" Nan Rong stood in the middle of one person and one sword. It is not a wise move to fight against the fierce soldiers at this time and place.

"Buzz~"

The ancient fierce soldier suddenly circled in the air, accelerated, and stabbed towards Nanrong whose back was facing it.

It has to get what it deserves no matter what.

The fierce soldier is Chongyang's contract magic weapon, as soon as it moves, Chongyang knows its plan: "Let's go!"

Chongyang gave a heavy blow, using the master-servant contract to trap the murderous soldiers.

The murderous soldier kept struggling, trying to break free.

Chongyang frowned tightly, this fierce soldier was even more irritable than he imagined, he knew that he would give it some sweetness first.

"It has something to do with me?" Nanrong is not stupid, the fierce soldier and Chongyang had an awkward dispute, but he was the one who attacked, which is not logical.So there is only one explanation, Chongyang's awkward fight with the murderous soldiers has something to do with him.

"Buzz!"

The ancient fierce soldier nodded fiercely.

Nanrong's pupils trembled, and he turned to look at Chongyang.

Chongyang knew that he couldn't hide it: "In order to find you, I made a deal with it..."

Chongyang immediately told Nanrong about the deal he made with the fierce soldiers.

Nanrong didn't have much reaction to Chongyang's trading of his blood. After he understood it, he turned to look at the murderous soldier: "So, as long as I give you what you want, you will stop making trouble, and you will Help us get out of here."

The murderous soldier lit the tip of his sword again.

"No, that's five shots of Coke's blood, how can you leave here after losing so much blood?" Chongyang stopped.

"Buzz!" The fierce soldier's anger rose sharply, looking like he was about to die.

"Senior Qi Ling, don't get angry, what you want is the power of luck in my blood." Nan Rong asked.

The tip of the sword nodded.

"Then as long as I give you a considerable amount of luck, you don't have to suck blood." Nanrong asked.

The tip of the sword nodded again.

Nanrong's blood tastes good, precisely because his blood contains the power of luck. As for human blood, does it drink too little?

Chongyang also understood now: "You want to give it the power of luck directly, that won't work, the murderous soldier is a soldier of slaughter, it can only draw strength through blood and killing, and nothing positive can be destroyed by it." absorb naturally."

"Isn't there still you here?" Nan Rong looked at Chongyang.

"Me?" Chongyang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood, yes, he has a contract with the fierce soldier, as long as Nanrong gives him the power of luck, he can transfer it to the fierce soldier.

How could he forget this? If he knew there was such a way, he would not be a rascal. (Ancient Fierce Soldier: You finally admitted it.)

"That's fine, you give me the power of luck, which is about ten times that of this strand of luck." Chongyang said, pointing to the strand of luck that guided them to find Nan Rong.

The ancient fierce soldier heard that Chongyang was willing to give himself the power of luck, so he stopped tossing immediately, and at the same time silently slandered: "Human beings are scumbags, so it's fine if they don't."

"I lost a lot of power of luck before, and I may need your help if I want to extract it." Nanrong said to Chongyang.

"How do you want to help, tell me." Chongyang said generously.

"That's it..." Nanrong's eyes swept over Chongyang's lips, and finally took the mineral water bottle in Chongyang's hand, "I'll add some spiritual energy first."

In addition to replenishing vitality, vital water can also replenish spiritual power.

Nanrong took the vitality water that was only half left, and drank it with his head up. His slender neck was raised high, revealing a perfect side face, even if it looked a little embarrassed, it was also breathtakingly beautiful.

With such a beautiful face, Chongyang couldn't help but think of a sentence he had only recently learned about the Internet, Nuwa Bishe.The wandering souls in this ghost creature have done nothing to such a beautiful face. It can only be said that they are indeed ignorant.As long as there is a little awareness, Chongyang believes that they will definitely hesitate.

Chongyang's eyes wandered back and forth on Nanrong's face, and finally landed on those thin lips. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he always felt that those lips were much more moist after drinking the vital water. .

What kind of vitality water did I bring, really, I should directly anger Nan Rongdu like last time.

Just as Chongyang was thinking this way, suddenly, those bright red lips that he couldn't let go of suddenly came close to his eyes, and before he could react, they had already touched his lips and pried open his teeth.

"!!!" Chongyang was in a trance for a moment, was he obsessed with sex?Wait, I just thought about it in my heart and didn't take any action.

Suddenly, a pure force of luck came from between the two people's intertwined lips, and Chongyang immediately confirmed that it wasn't that he didn't control himself, but that the beauty took advantage of him.

"Buzz~"

The ancient evil soldier happily spun and jumped in the air, bursts of golden light flashed across the sword, and the aura of the evil soldier instantly became a little stronger.

"I saved face."

"Thank you." After ten times the strength of luck, Nanrong didn't stay long, and let go of Chongyang decisively, lowering his eyes so that Chongyang could not see the unfinished meaning in his eyes.

Seeing that Nanrong lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at him, Chongyang licked the corner of his mouth openly and honestly: "You took advantage of me."

"I'm sorry." If I have a chance, I will.

"Forget it, I know you didn't mean it, let's get out of here first." Although he wanted to continue teasing Nanrong, this place is really not a good place.

After all, Chongyang raised his hand to catch the murderer again, this time the murderer did not resist, and obediently returned to Chongyang's hands.Chongyang swung out his sword, and the fierce soldiers who couldn't wait to fight because of their soaring strength roared out, sweeping a path with the sword.

"Let's go." Chongyang led the way, followed by Nanrong.

And not long after they left, a cloud of ghostly aura condensed where they had just stood, and the ghostly aura condensed into a human form, which was no different from the wandering spirits around them. Eyes, a pair of golden eyes full of lines.

The ghost squatted down, stretched out its fingers and picked up a ball of paper on the ground.

"Is this... blood? Are you...really...a...human?" Ghosting's voice was jerky, and he stuttered, as if he was not used to speaking.

The world, Liangcheng.

As soon as Mr. Chen received the news of the change in Wanguikeng, he was over 60 years old, and he was racing all the way on the road in Liangcheng. He pulled several police cars and rushed to the outside of Wanguikeng. Just as he was about to get out of the car, he saw a familiar Portals emerge from the void.

hell?Little Ghost King?

Sure enough, the next moment, a ghost king wearing dinosaur pajamas stepped out of the door with bare feet.

Changling Gate has always had disciples guarding here, in order to fear that the newly promoted Ghost King would break through the seal. When those disciples saw the Little Ghost King appearing, they would subconsciously activate the formation prepared in advance to attack the Little Ghost King.

When Mr. Chen saw him, he was so frightened that he almost lost his wits. He didn't care about other things, he opened the car door and threw a compass towards the eye of the formation, destroying the formation he had arranged with his own hands.

The compass is one of Mr. Chen's magic weapons. The disciple in charge of the guard recognized it at a glance, turned his head in surprise, and saw Mr. Chen yelling: "You're looking for death, let him pass!"

This is the little ghost king, who has swallowed the existence of the four great ghost kings, not to mention his disciples, even if he is inside, it is not enough for the little ghost king to stick his teeth.

Without Chen Laohou, the disciple without the formation would not be able to reach the corner of the little ghost king's clothes. With such a dazed effort, the little ghost king has already entered the pit of ten thousand ghosts.In five seconds, he came out again, tore open the ghost gate, and left.

Old Chen: "..."

If he read correctly, the little ghost king wiped his mouth before leaving.Is this finished?

Just as Mr. Chen was about to go over to check the situation, a silver handcuff "clicked" onto his hand.

"The old man is quite wild, he is still learning how to drive a car at a young age." The young policeman was very depressed, he actually chased the car without even chasing the old man with a gray beard.

Mr. Chen who was arrested: ...

The author says:

陈老：“怎么了？人老了就不能狂野了？”感谢在2022-06-0823:24:43~2022-06-1100:05:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Xie Xingzhen;

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