Old Woman Hu was shivering with her lips, not knowing whether she should continue, so she subconsciously looked towards the house.

The little joy that had just risen in Xu Luo's heart disappeared instantly.

The extremely familiar signs of life and death are coming from the middle of my eyebrows.

He didn't even have time to think about it, so he slid his body into the car behind him like a swimming fish.

The next moment, the cold and bloody vast aura was pressing down on the green bull cart like a black thunderstorm cloud.

A buzzing sound came.

A blue phantom seemed to be born from nothingness, coming across countless spaces.

The phantom appeared out of thin air above the cart, colliding with the bloody smell that flowed backwards.

There was a huge tremor, and the circular air waves were centered on the cart, sweeping everything in all directions like a tide.

The green melon vines, the strange scarecrow, and even the silhouette of human fireworks in the distance were like piles of children's building blocks, and were thrown away by the waves!

A series of cracks came, and cracks were cracked on the solid wall of the green bull cart.

Xu Luo, who had just stepped back into the carriage, opened his mouth and spewed out a large tent of blood.

The exposed skin was like broken porcelain, dense and tiny wounds scattered.

Blood sputtered out along the wound and gathered on the floor into a dark red pattern.

It seemed as if someone had hit the hammer hard in his mind, and Xu Luo began to feel confused.

But even so, his palm still subconsciously held the Wushengzhu next to him tightly.

The slight coolness from the bamboo body barely kept him a little clear.

But at this time, the situation of the Wusheng bamboo body was extremely miserable.

A crack on the already bare bamboo body came down from the top and extended to the only branch.

The cumbersome patterns on the surface of the green bamboo also become distorted and appearing from time to time.

Fortunately, a turquoise aura was spreading rapidly from the root of the bamboo to the bamboo body, repairing the crack.

Even Xu Luo, who had been holding the bamboo that was unwilling to loosen, had some benefits.

Xu Luo's consciousness became cold and looked at the wound on his body in surprise.

Granulations visible to the naked eye grow rapidly, bond and finally form blood scabs.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly sneered.

Just now, I seemed to have heard the depressed humming outside, although Wu Shengzhu was not as powerful as the previous illusion.

However, is the innate spiritual creature that is claimed to be able to carry the luck of a world, so easy to resist?

Thinking of this, Xu Luo did not dare to delay and reluctantly moved his body, which was suffering all over his body, back to the shaft of the car.

The situation outside now is simply a mess. Countless melon vines have been overturned and are constantly rolling and twisting on the ground.

Old woman Hu and Xia Kechang were also hit by the surging air waves and flew more than ten feet away.

The only things intact are the three old buildings and the hunchbacked old man who is looking here solemnly.

The shabby sackclothed and sturdy figure, and the old face was full of ravines, as if it was full of sorrow for a lifetime.

If it weren't for the dead cold light emitted from those little eyes, this old man would be no different from the poor old peasants in the countryside.

The hatchet that had never left his hand was inserted in front of him, and the hunchbacked old man held his hands behind him, looking in a profound and mysterious manner.

But no one saw that his thin hands, which were behind him, were trembling like cramps.

This was also the first time that the hunchbacked old man looked at Xu Luo directly.

Seeing Xu Luo and a bloody man, he still sneered on his face and looked at him without fear.

The hunchbacked old man looked like he looked at a dead person, without any reaction.

Only from the corner of his eyes did he sweep the lantern of the word "Er" hanging on the carriage. His ancient Jing Wubo's eyes finally had a slight fluctuation.

"Where did this lantern... come from?"

The old man seemed to have not said anything for a long time, word by word popping out of his mouth.

Xu Luo grinned and pulled the wound on his body. Before his smile could emerge, he turned into a bitter look.

Sure enough, compared to Old Woman Hu who only knows how to act according to the rules, this old man is still smart. He is the real strange monster!

Seeing that Xu Luo did not answer, the old man's eyes flashed with blood, and he obviously felt a little angry. It seemed that this question was very important to him.

Who is Xu Luo?

Although it is just a trivial little ant now, it is still disabled.

But in terms of his sharp thinking, flexible, thick-skinned and capable of following the pole, he, who has been a human being for two lifetimes, is his real advantage!

"Cough, cough... what does it have to do with you?"

Xu Luo was not afraid at all. He didn't believe that the trick would be kind and let him go!

The old man did not continue to take action at this time, because there was only one reason, and he made him feel threatened.

In other words, even if the body of a spiritual object like Wushengzhu has not appeared yet, it is something that can break the rules!

The hunchbacked old man's eyes suddenly covered his entire pupil. The hatchet inserted into the ground trembled, but it was not pulled out after all.

After a while, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly.

"Young man, some things are not something that you can have! Are you not afraid of death?"

Before Xu Luo could answer, he laughed strangely again.

"It's still a body of disgust! Even God doesn't want you to live well, why are you struggling?

I believe that over the years, you should have lived a life worse than death?

How does it feel when you look at your relatives and friends dying before your eyes?"

Xu Luo frowned, and a sense of hostility rushed into his mind, but the next moment, his mood calmed down.

This is the fact, so why fear others' words?

Instead of being furious here, it is better to live well.

Let those who want to make themselves good go well, and let those who don’t want to make themselves good gossip, but can’t beat them!

This is the biggest truth between heaven and earth!

Xu Luo was also afraid of the body of Tianyan, but now it seems that the terrifying thing of this curse is beyond his imagination!

Even a weird monster seemed to have heard of its reputation.

Thinking about the experience over the years, Xu Luo intuition told him that this hunchbacked old man did not lie to him!

But so many years of illness and torture have already made him extremely tenacious. Even if it is true, so what?

As long as you are not dead, you have to live well!

Seeing that Xu Luo was silent all the time, the old man thought it was just a little sad, and he laughed with a hint of satisfaction.

"You live alone so badly as a trick as me. The beasts under my command still know that the combination of yin and yang and reproduce offspring, are you afraid?

It would be better to stay here to accompany my old couple!"

"hehe…"

Xu Luo suddenly chuckled, his voice getting louder and louder and more rampant.

The hunchbacked old man's face gradually darkened, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes again.

"Do you want this lantern?"

After a while, Xu Luo finally stopped laughing and suddenly spoke.

"But you can't kill me, or you're not sure!"

The voice is very light, but the tone is very firm.
Chapter completed!