These days, Li Zhaotian is unusually unlucky.

When he got out of the car yesterday, his clothes were caught in the car door, the driver stepped on the wrong accelerator, he smashed the glass light box of the shop, and his body was scratched by broken glass.

After more than 50 stitches in Maria Hospital, when he returned home, the apprentices settled him to sleep, and in the middle of the night he woke up and slipped in the bathroom, hitting his head against the wall, and heard loud noises and screams, and the apprentices rushed to take a look, and found Li Zhaotian lying on the ground, his head bleeding.

The apprentices called the emergency number again, and two paramedics came, carrying Li Zhaotian out on a stretcher, and when he went downstairs, one of the paramedics tripped under his feet, and as a result, the stretcher fell to the ground and broke Li Zhaotian's collarbone.

And then today, rolling down the stairs is full of bad luck.

Pushed out of the emergency room, Li Zhaotian had another plaster on his right leg, and seeing Wang Zixuan stand up from the bench in the corridor, Li Zhaotian showed a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Seeing Wang Zixuan walking into the ward, Li Zhaotian's two apprentices had sweaty foreheads and turned their heads to look at Li Zhaotian.

"You guys go out! Master Wang and I have something to discuss. Li Zhaotian said in a hoarse voice.

When they went out, Wang Zixuan sat down on a stool, took out an apple from the fruit basket on the bedside table, and peeled it:

"Let's talk about how you got to be the way you are, I've always been humanitarian, and if you don't want to understand humanitarianism, then you can experience inhumanity. ”

"Master Wang, I don't understand what you're talking about?" Li Zhaotian pretended to be stupid.

"If you don't die, you won't die!" Wang Zixuan glanced at Li Zhaotian's right leg hanging high.

Li Zhaotian's hair stood on end, and he quickly defended hoarsely: "Master Wang, don't blame me, it's those old ghosts who make their own decisions, and I try my best to dissuade them, but they covet the benefits of Yanwang, and they are against you behind their backs, this matter has nothing to do with me!"

"Who are they and what are the benefits?" Wang Zixuan continued to peel apples with a blank face.

"Very, many, almost the entire Xiangjiang Feng Shui Master!" Li Zhaotian stammered.

Wang Zixuan narrowed his eyes and said, "What a benefit!"

"Break through the Qi Concentration Realm!" Li Zhaotian's face turned pale.

"What Yan Wang said is credible?" Wang Zixuan sneered.

"Yan Wang sent six barrier-breaking pills, and soon there will be a few more people in the incense realm. Li Zhaotian smiled bitterly, even if he had broken through the Qi Concentration Realm, he was tempted, and the bottleneck was only known to know the helplessness and pain in it after experiencing it.

Wang Zixuan's eyes narrowed slightly, although Yan Wang was not good at fighting as an astrological warlock, his strength and identity at the peak of his qi were there, not to mention promising such a generous profit.

"What did you do?" Wang Zixuan handed the peeled apple to Li Zhaotian.

"I didn't do anything, really. Li Zhaotian raised his hand to pick it up, but his eyes were rolling.

Wang Zixuan took back the apple, took a bite, and frowned slightly, "Sour!" casually threw it behind him and entered the trash can in the corner.

Shame on the face!

Li Zhaotian's forehead was sweaty, and his eyes were evasive.

"Say!" Wang Zixuan waved the fruit knife in his hand.

Li Zhaotian's hanging right leg fell, hitting the railing at the head of the bed, he screamed, and hurriedly said: "Yanwang, they forced me, I tried a self-created spell, I was perfunctory to them." ”

"What spell?"

"Heroes are not free!"

"Bring it!"

"In, under the pillow!"

Wang Zixuan lifted the pillow, saw a pile of paper, picked it up and looked at it, full of pictures and texts.

Transporting heroes is not free: cut the yellow table paper used on the grave into a human shape, take the blood of a one-foot-long fairy toad and write the birth date and name of the cursed person on the paper figure, and then soak it in a hundred years of corpse liquid to dry, and roll it into eight hollow candles, 15 o'clock to 17 o'clock......

Wang Zixuan thought for a while, the fairy toad is a gecko, he has never seen this kind of luck curse spell, let alone heard of it, this method is successfully used, it will give people the illusion that the world is the enemy, the hero's end, so that the will is depressed, and he makes a mistake to kill himself, but Shen Shi casts a spell similar to Siam Thailand's descending technique.

Those who have traveled to Thailand will find that every afternoon at the time of Shen (15 o'clock - 17 o'clock), Thai people who like to wear white clothes will change into black or other colored clothes, and even if they wear white clothes, they will wear amulets such as amulet cards.

This is because many mages and wizards in Thailand mostly perform various head-lowering techniques and test various spells every day, and these head-lowering and spells are particularly easy to be worn in white, so when you go to Thailand, it is best not to go out in white clothes in the afternoon, so as not to be mistaken by the head-lowering and spells flying in the air, and die unjustly.

Wang Zixuan shook his hand and a few pieces of paper burned, and Li Zhaotian's eyes flashed with coldness, this was his life's work.

Li Zhaotian was at war with heaven and man in his heart, and the evil qi on his body quietly rose, although he was injured, his cultivation of the Qi Realm was still there.

"Before you decide to use it, don't forget the spell backlash!" Wang Zixuan noticed it and looked at him coldly.

"Spell backlash?" Li Zhaotian's quietly brewing hole card spell suddenly stopped.

Wang Zixuan sneered proudly: "This spell is to fight for good luck, it's okay to deal with people with shallow luck or full of evil, for people with deep luck like me, it is looking for death, and now the luck you have accumulated in several lifetimes is about to be consumed by you, if you continue, you will die!"

"Ah......" Li Zhaotian's face changed greatly, the consequences were so serious, he said for a long time: "Why do you want to save me." ”

"What do you say?" Wang Zixuan seemed to smile.

Li Zhaotian swallowed his saliva: "Master Wang, I really don't want to be your enemy, but Yan Wang said that he can help me prolong my life, I want to live." ”

"What kind of thing is he, this is a life-prolonging golden pill, only I can give it to you in the whole world. Wang Zixuan flipped his hand and a golden ball popped up.

Coercion and temptation, strength deterrence, and enough benefits can make Li Zhaotian fight for his life.

Li Zhaotian clutched the golden ball tightly, ecstatic, but then worried: "Master Wang, I am not Yan Wang's opponent, I heard that he has already set his qi to the peak. ”

Wang Zixuan sneered and said proudly: "Yan Wang, if he dares to come, I will not cut off one of his arms, but his head!"

Li Zhaotian was stunned, Yan Wang was actually cut off by Wang Zixuan, is it really fake?

He suddenly remembered He Guozhang, who was killed by Wang Zixuan, it was a qi realm, and he couldn't help but feel palpitations, glad that he didn't make a move just now.

Wang Zixuan said expressionlessly: "Don't worry, I have no interest in your chairman's position, but I don't need waste, it's not bad to have a few more Qi Concentration in Xiangjiang, at least a few more choices, if a group of scum can't solve it, then you can die." ”

Li Zhaotian's heart was awe-inspiring, his eyes flashed with coldness, he was not afraid of being used, he was afraid of losing his use value, and he must not let those old ghosts break through successfully.

After coming out of the hospital, Wang Zixuan got into the car and motioned for Du Kun to drive.

If it weren't for the "Li Dai Tao Stiff" talisman, he might have really fallen on the Tao this time, and he couldn't increase his murderous aura anymore, otherwise he wouldn't be able to resume his cultivation.

Wang Zixuan pinched his fingers to find the roots, and spit out a sentence in his mouth for a while: "Everything is not appropriate." ”

"Senior brother, shall we go home?" asked Du Kun.

"Life is determined by heaven, fortune is born by oneself, and the road under your feet must be walked by yourself. Wang Zixuan said leisurely.

Xiangjiang will soon be reduced to a gladiatorial arena, either the winner will be king, or the body will die!