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Chapter 120: You are responsible 7

His eyes suddenly stared like bells, and his whole body shook like a dustpan: "It's him, it's him, it's actually him, it's really him..."

Several of them were his, and their voices were all reversed so that no one except him could understand them.

This picture was passed down by his masters and others, and it records the most amazing people or things that have ever appeared in history.

The scrolls stacked here are from hundreds of years ago at least, and the people and objects inside can tell the history.

But the one in his hand now was carefully put away by his master, who also told his disciples to stay as far away as possible if they met this person.

And now, now...

"Oh my god, it's actually him..."

"Who is it?" Amid the shocked voice, a cold and arrogant voice suddenly penetrated all directions, ringing coldly in the ears of Seto Taoist Priest.

Taoist priest Seto was shocked, raised his head, and turned around to look behind him.

However, his body...

His body couldn't move, and he couldn't control his body.

He couldn't walk, couldn't move, couldn't even turn his head slightly, as if he was completely petrified, completely frozen in place.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on the back and face of Taoist priest Seto.

Just his breath completely controlled him, this person...

With his lips trembling, Seto Taoist priest wanted to speak but could not. In the silent treasure pavilion, all he could hear at this moment was the trembling sound of Seto Taoist priest's upper teeth touching his lower teeth.

A hand slowly stretched out from behind Taoist Setou and took away the scroll in Taoist Setou's hand.

"You still have my paintings?" A cold voice sounded slowly, and a person slowly walked out from behind Taoist priest Setou.

Dressed in black and looking cold.

The eyebrows and eyebrows are exactly the same as the person in the painting.

Taoist priest Seto looked at the visitor, his whole face twisted, his lips kept touching and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything, and he didn't know if it was because he was too frightened.

The man in black held the scroll in his hand, and with a flick of his hand, the centuries-old scroll burned fiercely and turned into a pile of ashes in an instant.

"Because you hold my scroll, I will spare your life today, and you will not be able to leave or speak for the rest of your life." A faint voice sounded, not a threat but full of threats.

Taoist priest Seto looked at the man in black, the corners of his eyes trembling.

"Why, you don't want to?" The cold voice had already lost a little bit of patience. Along with this impatient question, the sharp breath from the treasure pavilion suddenly drifted towards the Seto Taoist priest.

"Pfft." Taoist priest Seto spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale as paper.

Nodding, nodding quickly, Taoist priest Seto didn't hesitate at all, almost like a chicken eating rice, nodding wildly, yes, he is willing, he is willing.

This person showed up and didn't kill him. It was Master's merit. There was nothing else he didn't want to do. He was willing to do it.

If you don't want to, you will die.

The man in black glanced at him coldly, then drew a random stroke around Taoist Setou with his fingertips, and a circle instantly appeared on the ground.

Draw the ground as a prison.

With a flick of his sleeves, the man in black turned around and walked towards the outside of the Treasure Pavilion.

Coming is like a startled tiger, leaving like a wandering dragon.

Taoist priest Seto felt that his eyes were blurred, and the man in black had lost track of him. The powerful invisible pressure around him instantly receded like a tide.

Setou Taoist Priest's stiff body suddenly regained its freedom. Suddenly he couldn't hold himself up anymore and fell backwards. He felt as if he had been fished out of the water. His clothes were soaked with sweat, and there were traces of water on the ground.

Touching his head, Taoist priest Seto looked at the pile of cigarette ashes in front of him. He felt that he had come back from the gate of hell and could not help but tremble with fear.

Outside the house, the thick black air began to dissipate, slowly revealing the deep blue sky.

The cold breath dissipated from the sky, and the Treasure Pavilion shrouded in black mist slowly revealed its true colors.

"Boom..." At the moment when the black energy dissipated, a thunder suddenly fell from the deep blue sky and hit the treasure pavilion with a bang.

"Crack." The treasure pavilion, which was shrouded in blindness, crackled and a corner was blown away by the thunder.

The disciples from other places in Maoshan Hall all rushed over after hearing the sound.

"What's going on?"

"Senior brother, senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Hurry up and call the Miracle Medical Valley hotline..."
Chapter completed!