Regarding the appearance of Grand Master Zimu, Meng Fan had long expected it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But I didn't expect him to appear at this time and force the ghost car to stop!

The timing is not bad!

At this time, Meng Fan had too many concerns, but Grand Master Zimu did not, the time and place were favorable, and he was all taken up by himself.

"Mo Li, after taking Lin Jing to the car, no matter what happens outside, don't come out!"

The momentum on Meng Fan's body had reached its peak, and he was about to rush out of the ghost car, but suddenly found that something was not quite right...... Archmage Zimu looked haggard, looking like a frosted eggplant, and there was not the slightest sense of war on his body, after forcing the ghost car to stop, he stood in front of the ghost car with his head down, and frequently looked into the dense fog behind him.

At this time, another figure swaggered out of the dense fog and stood beside Archmage Zimu, Meng Fan was shocked to find that Archmage Zimu's body actually trembled, looking very scared.

And this new figure, Meng Fan has also seen it, it is actually a bald monk!

When catching the corpse demon, the bald monk was born, and with a finger of the void, he collapsed the corpse demon's body, which can be described as a shocking means, even with Meng Fan's current cultivation, he couldn't even see the realm of the bald monk!

Why do bald monks appear at this time?

And with Archmage Zimu!

Just when Meng Fan was puzzled, the bald monk patted Grand Master Zimu and grinned: "Oh, your brain is really smart, this car is good, it's a bit like five ghosts carrying a sedan chair, let's go, get in the car!"

Grand Master Zimu glanced at Meng Fan in the car, with a sad face, walked to the car door, opened the car door, and got into the car with the bald monk.

Meng Fan retreated to the back of the car and waited to see what happened.

Grand Master Zimu and the bald monk sat down in front, during which Grand Master Zimu was still angry, grabbed a ghost and threw it aside, but in exchange for a slap from the bald monk: "How many times have I told you, you should talk about etiquette when dealing with ghosts and ghosts, if you are a ghost, I will lose you like this, how do you feel?" Tell me, how do you feel?"

The bald monk chattered endlessly, and Grand Master Zimu wanted to cry without tears, to Meng Fan's surprise, Grand Master Zimu actually made a look of review: "I...... I don't feel too good because I'm not being respected and it's not right for me to do that. ”

"What should I do if it's not right?" said the bald monk earnestly.

"I have to apologize. ”

"Very good, then hurry up and make up for your mistakes, heavenly reincarnation, karma, apologize late, maybe you will become a ghost after a while. ”

"Good. ”

To Meng Fan's surprise, Grand Master Zimu actually walked to the ghost, helped the ghost up, and then bowed: "I'm sorry, I was wrong just now, please accept my sincere apology." ”

The ghost trembled with fright, and did not dare to speak, but Grand Master Zimu glanced at the light-headed monk, and saw that the bald-headed monk was looking at him expectantly, so he had to bend his back deeper, and said again, this time looking more sincere.

"I ...... I accept your apology. The ghost said.

"Thank you, thank you so much. Archmage Zimu breathed a long sigh of relief, and then sat back in his seat with a face full of grievances, and Meng Fan was dumbfounded!

The vigorous and invincible Archmage of Zimu, how did he become like this?

And the bald monk is not quite right, and when he first saw him, his temperament and style are completely different, and he has become a little nervous, and he doesn't know what happened to him.

"Master, is there anything wrong?" Mo Li looked at Meng Fan with a vigilant expression.

"For now, it seems like nothing. Meng Fan put away the Tang knife and sat down, but his eyes still did not leave the Grand Master Zimu and the bald monk.

The scene that happened just now really made him scratch his head, and he wanted to ask Archmage Zimu at this time, what was the situation?

Just as Meng Fan was falling into the clouds, the bald monk grinned, took out a package from his body, flipped it over, took out a fruit knife, and shook it in front of Grand Master Zimu.

"This sword is a sword that has killed hundreds of ghosts, as long as you store up your sword intent a little, when you use it, it will turn into a shock, thousands of miles away, take people's heads......"

Hearing the words of the bald monk, Meng Fan's spirit was shocked, he always felt that these words were too familiar, and after thinking about it for a while, he finally remembered that a few days ago, when he was in the Huyang Temple, the Jingming faction had to watch the heavy treasure, but Shen Tulong, who was struck by thunder, took out a sword, saying that it was bought from a bald monk, and said something like that......

"Could it be...... The bald monk that Shen Tulong said is the bald monk in front of him?"

"This bald monk is actually a fake? What is wrong with his cultivation? It's so strange!"

Meng Fan thought so, but Grand Master Zimu wanted to cry without tears, looked at the bald monk, and said with a crying voice: "Your old man spare me, I'm not too young, I've already bought a lot of things from you, and now I really don't have any money!"

As he spoke, Archmage Zimu suddenly shook his body and looked at Meng Fan, there was no hatred in his eyes, but with endless joy, he pointed at Meng Fan and said excitedly: "He, he has money, he also likes to collect these magic weapons, you sell them to him quickly!"

The ghost car drove in the thick fog, bringing gusts of gloomy wind, and Blackbeard drove the luxury car behind the luxury car in fear, not knowing what happened in the car.

At this time, under the temptation of Grand Master Zimu, the bald monk finally looked at Meng Fan and moved his mouth: "Hey, this young man is so familiar......

Then, I thought Meng Fan came over.

Meng Fan was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to think about it, the bald monk had already arrived in front of Meng Fan: "Young man, we have a fate, I feel very kind when I see you, I have a sword here, it is a sword that has killed a hundred ghosts, as long as you cultivate the sword intent a little, when you use it, you will ......"

The bald monk boasted to himself, and then took a deep breath: "As long as you take out 10,000 yuan, I will give you this sword." ”

As he spoke, he also made a reluctant twisting gesture and handed the fruit knife to Meng Fan's side.

Meng Fan glanced at Grand Master Zimu in a daze, and found that he had a heartfelt smile on his face!

"Old-timer, I also have a sword, so I won't buy it. Meng Fan glanced at the so-called sword, that is, a fruit knife, if you buy it at the stall, it will definitely not exceed five yuan.

"Really?" the bald monk touched his bald head, "Have you ever killed a hundred ghosts?"

"I've been killed, but not too much. Meng Fan nodded.

The bald monk came to Meng Fan's eyes and suddenly asked, "Those ghosts you killed...... What's their name?" (To be continued.) )