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Chapter 9 The evil ghost lurks deep (Part 2)

The moon hangs in the sky, the light wind blows the idle clouds in the sky, and the dim starlight falls, unable to illuminate the gloom in people's hearts.

In an old and ruined temple, the clumsy statue of the mountain god has long since collapsed, leaving only half of its body covered with dust still standing there.

In the darkness, rustling sounds can be heard endlessly. I don’t know how many snakes, insects, rats and ants are having a carnival in the shadows at this moment.

Zeng Mozhou raised the gourd on the side and poured the clear wine into his mouth. The most powerful turbid wine in the world could not numb Master Buxu's mind, but it only stoked the burning regret in his heart. A spoonful of hot oil was poured on it, making the pain even more intense.

This night is destined to belong to frustrated people.

There was an obvious stab wound on his chest. The winding wound, like a thousand-legged centipede, stretched from his left shoulder to his lower abdomen. From time to time, a drop or two of blood would spill out of the bright red flesh.

This is the knife wound left by Feng Buxing. The condensed fist intention of the fifth-grade martial artist is now penetrating the wound, and the only thing that can heal this wound is time.

Seven days.

Seven days have passed since the situation in Jiankang City changed.

And for Zeng Mozhou, every day was like suffering in the underworld.

Su Gui’s killers and assassins are almost pervasive, and his whereabouts are under the control of the other party. No matter where Zeng Mozhou rushed to, he would be hunted down by men sent by Su Gui within a few moments.

The root cause of all this comes from Lao Su.

Zeng Mozhou looked at his left hand. There was a shallow finger mark on the left palm, and it was this finger mark that became his shackles. Lao Su's casual finger almost completely affected the operation of his magic power, and even the magical powers that he used to be so handy in the past would now have some flaws.

This is almost fatal to Zeng Mozhou, who is proficient in illusion.

The method of true illusion is like dancing on the edge of a knife. As long as there is a slight difference, that is the distance between life and death.

At this moment, Zeng Mo was severely injured all over his body. Even under the siege of a group of fifth-grade soldiers, he could only find a chance to breathe.

He slowly exhaled a breath.

The stab wound on his chest still sent severe pain, making him uneasy. Zeng Mozhou didn't know how long he could breathe. The Tiqi assassins led by Feng Buxing might not be far away.

It may even be worse, maybe Lao Su has taken some time to prepare himself for the final blow.

Zeng Mozhou looked at the broken mountain statue not far away. This was almost his last chance.

The rustling sound continued, and a plump and twisted white cat had climbed to the top of the broken mountain statue at some point. Its green eyes seemed to be burning. The will-o'-the-wisp stared quietly at Zeng Mozhou's eyebrows.

It's like looking at some interesting toy.

Zeng Mozhou looked at the white cat, feeling the aura around him,It was as if he was facing some great opponent.

At this moment of tension.

Squeak.

The door of the ruined temple suddenly opened. A stranger in sackcloth waved his sleeves and opened the half-decayed temple door. He carried four long swords of different colors behind him and had a look on his face. A silver-white mask with patterns like snake scales painted on the mask, a pair of blue eyes quietly looking at Zeng Mozhou in front of him.

"You are finally here."

Zeng Mozhou raised the gourd in his hand, "My head will be hung outside the Suzaku Gate later."

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The swordsman with the silver mask ignored him and just stood quietly opposite him. This man had a strange aura, as if anything approaching him would fall into some strange silence. Usually, when he took steps forward, the rustling sounds in the ruined temple stopped for an instant.

The surroundings were so quiet that Zeng Mozhou could hear his own heartbeat clearly.

The fat white cat slowly licked his paws and stared at him with a pair of eyes.

"The ancestor said that there are only a few people in China today worthy of his attention, and Su Gui is one of them. The Fist Intention Seal such as the Celestial Seal is in your body and can constantly interfere with your use. Magic power can seal the connection between you and the laws of heaven and earth. Even if you are a master of Buxu, you still have a few percent of your combat power. What's more, Feng Buhang is chasing after you. You can't stop him now. Hold his annihilating sword intent."

The white cat's voice was hoarse, like an evil ghost crawling out of the ground, especially the hatred for infinite sentient beings in his voice. People's hair stands on end when they hear it.

"If you are here to make sarcastic remarks to me, then there is no need to say any more."

Zeng Mozhou looked at the Taoist carrying four swords, "When Daliang founded the country, At that time, Yu Jingdao was behind me. After the founding of the country, he has been worshiped by the court for generations. Over the years, no matter what you want, the court has never treated you badly. Now that Su wants to change the color of the country, do you still stand by and watch?"

The Taoist said nothing, and just stared at Zeng Mozhou quietly with a pair of eyes filled with indifference.

The white cat let out a hoarse laugh, and the sound penetrated Zeng Mozhou's ears, making him even more angry.

"Hahaha, Zeng Mozhou, if you think about it carefully, wasn't it that the previous dynasty was established with the support of Yu Jingdao? Not to mention your Daliang and the previous dynasty, since the Middle Ages, the south There was no Yu Jingdao in every dynasty, and you actually counted on them."

Zeng Mozhou looked at the Taoist in front of him.

He knows that Yu Jingdao has a way of forgetting love, and any joy, anger, sorrow, and joy in the world are distractions that should be abandoned for these guys. To the Taoist in front of him, the sarcasm in Bai Mao's words was just a greeting like a breeze blowing on his face, and it would not cause any waves in his heart at all.

"Okay, then what are you doing here"

Zeng Mozhou looked at the man and the cat in front of him, "If you want to see our jokes, just watch with cold eyes."

The white cat opened its mouth, although it was smiling, but But there is a kind of evil that cannot be described in words.

"Zeng Mozhou, have you made a mistake? We are here to collect debts."

"Debt collection"

"Of course."

Baimao looked at Zeng Mozhou and said, "Don't forget what made you achieve this level of cultivation in the first place."

"Years of hard work and a Taoist heart that has been tempered thousands of times, otherwise you can What do you rely on?"

Zeng Mozhou sneered and said, "Except for Your Majesty, Zeng doesn't owe anyone else anything."

"No, no, no, think about it again, think about it. ”

The white cat smiled, “If it weren’t for those few drops of essence and blood of the ancient alien species, would you be able to get to where you are today?”

“You”

had Mo Zhou clenched his fists and stared at the person and cat in front of him.

Indeed, had it not been for the adventure in the East China Sea, it would have been impossible for him to achieve the level of Bu Xu. But the blood essence and blood of the ancient alien species have long been refined by themselves, so how can they repay the "debts" levied by these people?

"Without us, you are nothing."

< p>The white cat looked at Zeng Mozhou, "You have two choices now. One is to let us get back what you owe, and the other is to eat such meat pills obediently and follow us to the East China Sea."

The white cat opened its mouth as it spoke, and a small sarcoma rolled out of its mouth. The black sarcoma was suspended in the air, and countless silk-like tentacles extended from the sarcoma, shaking violently in the air.

Zeng Mozhou swallowed his saliva as he looked at the tumors in the air.

"What if I don't agree?"

The white cat shook his head, "Then I have no choice." Please remember to bookmark, the latest and fastest website to find and add books for free without anti-theft You can add QQ group 952868558

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