"I promised the ghost Taoist that I would help him today, and I, Li Zhijin, have never broken my trust in others. Li Jinzhi smiled helplessly, "So, you'd better come back another day." ”

"There's no time for another day, since you don't retreat, then I'm sorry. Jiang Ming suddenly gasped, his legs slammed into force, his body leaned forward, and his double knives attacked Li Zhijin as fast as lightning.

"Ghost brother, please Dean Li take action!" Li Zhijin fought hard and couldn't help shouting.

At this time, after the palm of the ghost Taoist had been bandaged by the disciple, when he heard this, he looked towards Liu Le.

I saw Liu Le standing against a big tree, with his hands in his pockets, and a grass stalk in his mouth.

The look in his eyes, as if he was watching a movie, looked like he didn't care about anything and was completely out of the way.

The ghost Taoist hesitated, then took a few steps closer and shouted, "Boy, help us." ”

Liu Le didn't hear it and ignored it.

The ghost man was angry in his heart, and he suppressed his anger and shouted again, "Hey, help us." ”

Liu Le still didn't pay attention to it, and didn't even look at the ghost Taoist.

The ghost Taoist was almost furious, but now was the time to employ people, so he had to suppress the anger in his heart fiercely, and on the surface he was friendly, and arched his hand: "Dean Liu, please help us." ”

"Now you want to invite me?" Liu Le glanced at him lazily and asked lightly.

The ghost Taoist was very angry, and felt that Liu Le was really embarrassed.

However, Jiang Ming is too powerful, he and Li Zhijin are not opponents, so they can only ask Liu Le for help.

After thinking about it, he pretended to have a bitter gourd face, and said again cheekily: "Please also ask Dean Liu to help." ”

"You didn't want to drive me away just now, did you!" Liu Le sneered.

The ghost Taoist clenched half of the Buddha dust and half of the hilt of the sword, and they all wanted to pounce on it and bite Liu Le to death directly.

However, Li Zhijin has already used a meteor to chase the moon, and Jiang Ming has also used ten thousand knives to pierce his heart.

They are all desperate, and Li Zhijin has obviously fallen into the disadvantage, maybe he will die tragically in the next second.

If Li Zhijin died, the fate of his ghost Taoist could be imagined.

Now the ghost Taoist is not only injured in the palm of his hand, but also in his internal organs, so he really can't help much!

In the end, he bowed his head and said softly: "Just now, I'm sorry, as long as you are willing to make a move, I will give you 10 million." ”

This is the price he asked Li Zhijin to help, and he felt that if he gave Liu Le 10 million, Liu Le would be very satisfied.

However, unexpectedly, Liu Le opened the road and directly asked for 50 million.

"Fifty million. Liu Le felt that he should take the opportunity to slaughter ghosts and Taoists.

Who made him look down on himself just now, who made him drive himself away?

For this kind of dog's low look, you can't let it go easily.

The ghost Taoist looked angry: "It's too expensive, I don't have so much, I can't afford it." ”

"Then I can't help it. Liu Le spit out the grass stalks in his mouth and spread his hands helplessly.

"I really don't have that much money?" said the ghost man with a painful and remorseful face.

"How many do you have?" asked Liu Lele.

The form is stronger than the person, and at this time a helper is needed, the ghost Taoist gritted his teeth and said: "Twenty million." ”

"Too little, don't do it. Liu Le picked up another grass stalk and put it in his mouth, and continued to bite it carelessly.

"You ......" The ghost Daoist's blood surged up, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, almost fainting directly.

At this moment, Li Zhijin suddenly let out a miserable scream, only to see that his arm had been stabbed by Jiang Ming.

The dazzling blood flowed down his arm, soaking half of his sleeve.

"Dean Liu, help us. He pleaded.

"It's not that I don't help, it's that the ghost people are not sincere. Liu Le shook his head.

The ghost Taoist still dropped the hilt of his sword, and walked over with half of the Buddha dust: "Let's fight, we don't need this kid's help." ”

But Li Zhijin still looked at Liu Le from time to time, he knew how powerful Liu Le was.

If Liu Le makes a move, he can directly defeat Jiang Ming.

"Dean Liu......" Li Zhijin couldn't help but shout again.

Liu Le said with a smile: "Your injury is not serious, it is fine." ”

"When you fall to the ground, I'll help you with it. ”

"Please fight with confidence, and trust in my healing skills. ”

"As long as you have a breath left and don't burp immediately, I can keep you from dying. ”

Liu Le thought to himself, when the time comes, if each person does not pay 10 million for the consultation, Lao Tzu will not be treated, and it will be up to you to see if you can afford it.

Haha, when the time comes, let's see if money is important or life is important.

The ghost Daoist gritted his teeth with hatred, and even decided in his heart that when Jiang Ming was beaten away, Liu Le would be next.

If you don't beat Liu Le to death, you can't solve the hatred in his heart.

"Up. The ghost Daoist suddenly shouted at those disciples.

Although the dozen or so disciples were a little cowering, they had no choice but to take out their respective long swords and rush forward.

However, their strength was too weak, all of them were ordinary people, and none of them had cultivated their true qi.

I don't know if it's because their martial arts talent is too poor, or if the ghost Dao people don't teach the cultivation method at all.

Such ordinary people rushing forward are equivalent to dying in vain.

In the blink of an eye, they were all knocked to the ground by Jiang Ming.

Dead and wounded, no one can get up again.

They are like cannon fodder.

Of course, cannon fodder also has the role of cannon fodder, that is, it consumes some of Jiang Ming's strength.

made Jiang Ming look a little more tired.

disrupted Jiang Ming's position, so that Li Zhijin finally found an opportunity and counterattacked with a few swords.

At this time, the ghost Daoist had already rushed up, and he fought with Jiang Ming again regardless of his injuries.

At this time, Jiang Ming was already exhausted and panting, sweating profusely, and he was a little powerless.

After fighting, he fought with Li Zhijin again, Li Zhijin was stabbed in the thigh and his chest was injured.

Just when Li Zhijin retreated, he suddenly killed the ghost Daoist again.

The ghost Taoist had already taken precautions, shook the Buddha dust, and slammed it towards Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming didn't dodge or dodge, let the Buddha dust smash on his body, and he was seriously injured, and still stabbed the ghost Taoist in the neck.

Injuries for lives.

Jiang Ming was seriously injured in this desperate fight, and he also wanted to kill the ghost Dao people!

Where do ghost people dare to work hard?

He immediately stepped back, dodging Jiang Ming's fatal stab.

But because of the retreat, his Buddha dust staggered, giving Jiang Ming a chance to take advantage of.

The sharp short knife stabbed directly into the shoulder of the ghost man.

"Ahh

At this moment, Li Zhijin killed from behind, forcing Jiang Ming to turn around and defend.

Despite this, still a step slow, Jiang Ming was stabbed in the ribs by Li Zhijin's long legs.

"Lao Li, after today, you and I will be mortal enemies, and next time we see you, we will definitely live and die. ”

Jiang Ming glanced at the wound under his ribs and roared fiercely.

"Hehe, I'm afraid you won't make it?" Li Zhijin was also not lightly injured, but he still persisted.

Jiang Ming didn't continue to fight hard, but took a few steps back, looked at the ghost Taoist with disdain, and said disdainfully: "With your little strength, don't try to suppress the ghost king, once the ghost king is out of your control, you will be controlled by him." ”

"When the time comes, you will become a puppet of the Ghost King, a killing machine that obeys the orders of the Ghost King. ”

"If you leave the ghost king on your body, you are killing yourself. In the end, Jiang Ming's face was already full of resentment.

"You don't have to worry about it. The ghost man snorted coldly, "I have my own plan. ”

"Wait and see! the Ghost King will be mine sooner or later. ”

Jiang Ming dropped this sentence, turned around and walked into the weeds, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Although the ghost Daoist and Li Zhijin wanted to kill Jiang Ming, they didn't dare to catch up.

Because they were more seriously injured than Jiang Ming, they had no confidence and ability to kill Jiang Ming at all.

As soon as Jiang Ming left, the ghost Taoist couldn't stand it anymore, and saw him sitting on the ground with his butt slumped, panting heavily.

At this time, he just wanted to settle accounts with Liu Le, but he was already powerless.

Even if he hated Liu Le in his heart and was angry, he didn't dare to reveal it.

He was afraid that Liu Le would take the opportunity to fall into the well, so he killed him instead.

"Come here. There were a few surviving disciples who were beckoned by him to come over.

These disciples were also seriously injured, one by one with their legs lame, their heads drooping, and they didn't have the slightest human color.

"Master. "They can't even speak with a voice, and they can't even be respectful.

At this time, the ghost Taoist naturally didn't care about these things, but just ordered: "Carry me to the ancient well." ”

These six disciples who could still move lifted the ghost Taoist man up with all hands and feet, and carefully moved over.

Next, he swallowed three pills in a row, and then hurriedly began to meditate and cultivate to recover.

The three beautiful women, who were controlled by evil spirits, sat around him together and began to meditate and cultivate.

And at the same time, he opened his mouth, and spit out wisps of black ghost qi from that sexy and ruddy little mouth, helping the ghost Taoist to heal and recover. For ordinary people, ghost energy is poison.

Anyone who is immersed in the spirit of ghosts will be caught in evil spirits, and in serious cases, they will die.

And the ghost Daoist cultivates with ghosts, but these ghost qi can speed up the healing of the injuries on his body.

Li Zhijin didn't take pills, nor did he meditate and cultivate, but limped up to Liu Le and said with a wry smile: "Dean Liu, can you help me treat it?"

"It's expensive to come to me for treatment. Liu Le said lightly.

"I'm worth more than 100 million, can't I still afford it?" asked Li Zhijin.

Liu Le looked at the injuries on his body and said indifferently: "Immediately heal the injury on the leg, one million, immediately heal the injury on the arm, one million, a total of two million." ”

"Cure it immediately?" Li Zhijin was shocked by these four words.

"Of course. Liu Le smiled slightly, full of confidence.

"Then, please Dean Liu help me treat the leg injury first. Li Zhijin's leg was directly pierced by Jiang Ming's short knife, and it hurt when he moved, and he kept bleeding, which made it very inconvenient for him to move.

Once you encounter danger, you can't even run.

"Yes. ”

Liu Le directly tore Li Zhijin's trouser leg open, then took out the silver needle, and acupuncture for him.

Through the silver needle, the true qi was crossed into the acupuncture point next to Li Zhijin's wound, so as to stimulate the secretion of muscle cells and wound healing.

Then, it heals quickly and forms a scar.

It was only three or five minutes later, and when Liu Le put away the silver needle, Li Zhijin no longer felt pain.

He kicked, retracted, squatted, and even jumped, and it didn't hurt anymore.

Walking is not affected at all.

Feeling the slight itching of the wound, he picked out the scar, and only a small scar remained inside.

Such a puncture wound is usually cultivated for ten days and half a month, so it's not so neat!

Maybe it will be red, swollen and suppurated, and it will be miserable.

At this moment, under Liu Le's acupuncture treatment, it only took about five minutes to recover.

Li Zhijin's eyes widened in shock, and he praised from the bottom of his heart: "What a great medical skill." ”

The ghost man in the distance suddenly glanced this way, and then continued to close his eyes.

However, his ears were already eavesdropping.

Because Li Zhijin's excited arms raised, legs spread, 45 degrees on his back to the sky, dancing like a fool, and dancing with great enthusiasm and passion, aroused his curiosity and attention.