What can I say, these two people look pretty good, but they look a little bit like that.
First he glanced at the old man, then at me, and finally fixed his gaze on the cold storage door behind me.
Then they turned around and were about to walk into the cold storage, but the old man straightened up slowly and asked in a hoarse voice: "Did I let you two in?"
The two of them didn't say a word and just walked inside.
I also saw that these two people were probably fellow disciples of Sun Yuwei, who came here to look for someone.
As for why they were able to find Sun Yuwei, it was probably because she had some mark on her body. After all, Qingqing had always found me through the mark she left on me.
So after the two people came over, I took a step to the side and imitated the old man's tone: "Didn't you hear what the uncle asked you?"
The man and woman stopped and stared at me with cold eyes.
After what seemed like a few seconds, one of the men said, "Get away."
"Oh my god, you're really good at showing off."
I put my hands behind my back and asked him: "If I don't hide, what can you do to me?"
"If you don't hide, I'll kill you."
As soon as I said this, the man slapped me directly in the center of my heart. Fortunately, I was prepared and raised my hand to hit him hard.
The moment the two hands came into contact, I felt it. This man was quite capable, not to mention very strong, and there seemed to be something akin to internal force in the wind of his palm.
If this chapter was filmed firmly on my body, I would definitely have stopped running if I had a cardiac arrest.
But he didn't expect that my palm also contained the power of Taiyin, which belongs to ghosts, and the Yin difference's spiritual energy is simply not something that human beings can bear.
There was a 'pop' sound, and I stood motionless, but the man was forced back three steps by my palm.
The power of Taiyin, which was enough to prostitute Xiaoyan once, was blasted into the man's body, directly covering his body with a layer of frost.
I didn't take any further action, just stood there and looked at him silently.
The man's face turned pale for a moment, and he looked at his palms in disbelief. Then he chanted a series of incantations that he didn't know what to do. He adjusted his breath for a long time before he managed to regain his breath.
Then he pointed his hand at me and shouted angrily: "You are not a human being!"
I frowned and glanced at him: "Be civilized and don't curse."
He ignored me and said to the woman next to him: "Junior sister, this thing is a ghost. Use the ghost exorcism charm that master gave you to collect it!"
"good!"
The woman responded, then pulled out a talisman from her collar: "Your Majesty..."
"What a piece of shit, bring it to you!"
The old man appeared in front of the woman at some point and snatched the charm from her hand.
He even put the talisman to his nose and smelled it, showing a vulgar expression: "Hey, this talisman also smells like milk. You are really good at finding places to hide it."
"You old gangster, give it back to me!"
The woman's face suddenly turned red, and she rushed forward to grab the talisman.
But the old man was obviously not an ordinary person. He calmly took a step to the side and took advantage of the opportunity to touch the woman's thigh: "Tsk, tsk, it's so slippery. You can wear a skirt so wide in the winter."
Hey, aren't you cold? Do you need me to warm you up?"
"You fart, give it to me!"
The woman pounced on her again, and the old man moved around in the corridor with his snake skin, and said to the woman with a playful smile: "Hey, look at you, you are very coquettish, and you refuse to sleep with me, who is this?"
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Then he turned to me and shouted: "These two are half-assed. I will take care of this girl, and I will leave the man to you."
I chuckled: "Play with you, uncle."
After saying that, I turned my attention to the man in front of me. At this time, his face was still a little pale, his body was in a defensive posture, and he was looking at me warily.
I wiggled my fingers and asked him, "Can't you still pretend?"
He did not answer directly, but asked me with a straight face: "Where did you, a ghost, get a physical body? I'm warning you, you'd better let my senior sister go as soon as possible, otherwise my master will definitely make your souls fly away!"
I really don't know where he got his confidence.
It's obvious that he's a little afraid of me now, but the domineering tone in his words seems to be really not just an act, but something he's been able to do since he was little.
But what bothers me the most is this kind of person who has no ability but can still show off. I sneered and said to him: "You should still care about yourself, and your junior sister, her pants are about to be taken off."
The man was stunned and quickly looked back.
The woman was completely panicked. The upper part of her skirt was half pulled down, and the hem of her skirt was torn several times. At this time, she was covering her chest, squatting in the corner with tears in her eyes, enduring the old man's verbal attack.
The old man was like an old gangster. When he opened his mouth, he said a lot of nonsense, such as his legs were so white, his waist was so thin, his breasts were so big, and the woman almost collapsed.
But if you look carefully, you will find that there is no emotion in the old man's eyes, and you can even feel a hint of murderous intent.
Seeing his junior sister being insulted, the man was so blinded that he roared angrily: "Stop it!"
Then he turned around and rushed towards the old man.
But as soon as he took two steps out, his body suddenly stiffened, because I had already stamped my palm on the back of his heart.
The surging lunar energy, mixed with the ghost chariot energy, blasted into his body, directly cutting off all vitality of his body and soul.
Before he died, the man who was still breathing looked back at me in disbelief, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "You attacked me sneakily, how dare you sneak attack me!"
I was stunned: "Brother, I am not your father. We are trying our best. Why can't I sneak attack you when you have your back free?"
"You... don't follow martial ethics..."
After he said these words, he fell limply to the ground. A burst of black smoke that was invisible to the naked eye came out of his seven orifices. He was obviously out of his mind.
"Brother!"
Seeing that her senior brother was dead, the woman let out a hysterical cry and rushed towards me with red eyes.
The old man didn't give her a chance and slapped her directly.
There was a crisp sound of 'pop', and the woman made a 'cluck' sound in her throat, rolled her eyes and fainted.
To be honest, I'm a little confused.
The two of them came in a fierce manner, but in the end, they just suppressed Ba Qu and finished?
Quite puzzled, I raised my head and looked at the old man and asked, "Why do I think they are giving away people's heads on purpose?"
Before the old man could answer, the elevator door suddenly opened, and Mr. Shen walked out of it carrying Liu Ying's soul.
"Isn't this just a deliberate attempt to kill people? The Taoist priest named Xu must have sent them here on purpose. His purpose should be to deliver false news. Maybe he has laid a trap for us to jump into."
Shen Gong's eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on his face also had a hint of ridicule: "But in the face of absolute strength, conspiracy and tricks are of no use."