"Can you still be of some use?!"

Yang Wan'er was frustrated one after another, screaming angrily, her negative emotions had accumulated to the peak, and she was a little out of control.

The white coat was not in a hurry, with a frame of glasses, and a look full of inquiry, he looked back at Pang Qingyun and said: "Your fist power technique is very interesting, you can use the physical characteristics of the earth to create a temporary domain space and forcibly separate us. Uh-huh, I'd love to know more about how you did it. ”

He said it seriously, but the guests heard it with horror and their hairs stood on end, this is simply a madman who has gone crazy in research!

Pang Qingyun was there, and laughed: "If you want to know, then stay and be a guest for a few days, Lao Tzu promises to make you feel at home and obedient!"

Well, this hidden old guy is crazy enough in his bones.

The guests' jealousy of Master Pang Zhuang was raised to a level again, and some of those who had originally planned small schemes quickly extinguished all kinds of ghost thoughts, so as not to be slapped to death by this unreasonable slap.

Some people heard other information, and immediately understood why this old guy had been entrenched on the island in the middle of the lake all the year round, and it turned out that he had quietly refined the entire land with a secret method, and he could form a domain for a short time—that was a skill that only a fifth-order master had.

Theoretically speaking, as long as he doesn't move the nest, others want to come to the door to do things, and the difficulty is almost incomprehensible!

When it comes to this, everyone understands that Pang Qingyun must clean up the rebellious gang of the Rat God Society, and if they escape, the Pang family's face will not be able to hold it.

The white coat didn't seem to hear the full malice in his words, and said seriously: "Not for the time being, I still have things to do at hand, please be patient for a while......"

Yang Wan'er had a headache when she heard this, and interrupted him rudely: "Please don't talk nonsense, while their large army has not arrived, leave this ghost place first!"

"Do you want to go?, have you asked Lao Tzu's opinion?!"

Pang Qingyun looked at this murderous girl extremely unpleasantly, her face pulled down, and she was about to swing her fist and blast the hammer.

Suddenly, a roar came from the air, and a powerful spiritual force swept through everyone in the audience, even Pang Qingyun was stunned, and the attack that was ready to attack was interrupted.

I saw an agile black shadow sweeping across the low sky, swept across the ground, Yang Xuan'er, Bai Da Coat and others were immediately swept away, the black shadow fluttered its wings upward, flew into the sky like an arrow, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Hmph, you guys are fast!"

Master Pang Zhuang retracted his fist stupidly, and the power that faintly shrouded the island in the middle of the lake dissipated, and the guests recovered from the impact, and the pressure that lurked on the mind really disappeared at this time.

It turned out that since they landed on this island, they had already entered the range of Pang Qingyun's power, and if they wanted to secretly engage in ghosts, it would be difficult for them to guard against it.

The seemingly rough and wild owner of Pang Zhuang turned out to be an old yin goods!

At this point, no one dares to underestimate Pang Someone.

The young master came to Pang Qingyun's side in a few steps, squinted his eyes in the direction where the black shadow was gone, and said in a deep voice: "It should be someone from the Shang clan, I have always heard that they will collude with the rat god, and now it seems that the evidence is conclusive." ”

Master Pang Zhuang's face changed suddenly, and he laughed and said: "Those messy things, we can't afford to be involved in small households, and this adult doesn't need to explain to Pang, he shouldn't know, and we're not interested in inquiring around." Your noble person is busy, so we won't force you to stay, and you won't send it slowly. ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand sideways, but he wanted to forcibly drive people away.

The young man looked at him deeply, nodded, said no more, waved his hand at the rest of the people, and soon all withdrew from the manor, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Pang Zicong came out of nowhere and quietly stood in front of Master Pang Zhuang.

Pang Qingyun looked him up and down, patted him on the shoulder, and praised: "You kid is finally out of breath." ”

Pang Zicong was shaken violently, and the corners of his mouth twitched, painful.

Knowing that his father had an opinion about him, he still stiffened up and didn't scream, and said in a muffled voice: "Father, I ......"

"You don't have to explain it to Lao Tzu. Pang Qingyun interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and said with a smile, "Since you plan to come out to do things, you must keep the agreement you have made with others! Rules are rules, and you can't break the contract casually because I am your son, it won't be a big deal." ”

In the blink of an eye, he looked at the pavilion and found that the colloids that had imprisoned those people had disintegrated at some point, and the two assassins and Nei Ying had all disappeared without a trace.

The corners of Pang Qingyun's mouth twitched, he smiled silently, a trace of hideousness flashed on his face, and then he returned to his expression like a rich man, and hugged his fist at the guests: "I'm sorry everyone, it was originally a great thing to be happy and happy, but a group of rats have been stirred up, Pang is deeply sorry!"

All the guests softened their cheeks, saying that this was not the Pang family's problem at all, and it was all the fault of those bastards.

Everyone understands that this is a tactful send-off, and there are no interesting people to leave, and some of them are injured or even unfortunately die, and the Pang family also actively carries out treatment and comfort, and everything is carried out in an orderly manner.

Pang Zicong's performance this time was quite good, which made many people with a heart look at him and became more optimistic about his future.

When the people were almost gone, an uninvited guest quietly appeared, Pang Zicong bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "Judge!"

Half of the face of the person who came was revealed in the dim light, and he was the leader of the Imperial Capital Academy, the second in the competition of the five academies this time, Ji Tianchen!

His young face was as calm as water, nodded lightly, and said in a manly voice: "You have done a good job, this time killing two birds with one stone, so that both parties can't guess whether this meeting is specially designed to deal with them, confusing the public, and it will be extremely beneficial for our next actions." ”

Pang Zicong nodded yes, and said: "It's a pity that there are a lot of people who escaped by them, and I didn't have time to carefully screen them." ”

"It doesn't matter. Ji Tianchen shook his head lightly, flipped his left hand, and showed a black account book out of thin air, with the three big characters "Life and Death Book" written on the surface in gilded seal.

The strokes are deep, the blood is bright and dripping, and it is indescribably eerie.

"In my book of life and death, no one can escape judgment. Ji Tianchen took out a simple and old brush in his right hand, opened the account book, sketched on one of the pages, and sketched three extremely realistic portraits in a blink of an eye.

It was the three people who conspired to assassinate Pang Zicong in the pavilion!

Ji Tianchen's curved pen was clicked three times in the air, and three subtle breaths were hooked out of the void and fell into the portrait of the account book, and the originally rigid portrait suddenly had an idea, and it actually moved alive!

However, as soon as the picture on that piece of paper turned, the portrait instantly shrunk like a grain of rice, moving slowly on the infinitely extended paper, and various undulating landforms appeared nearby.

Ji Tianchen looked at it for a few seconds, snapped it and closed the book of life and death, put it away, looked at the night sky with his hands in his hands, and muttered in a low voice: "I've already started to act, when are you going to make a move, and how do you do it?"

In Nanling City, in the academy, Zhang Qingyang suddenly woke up from his slumber, his eyes looked through the roof, and he "looked" to a place thousands of miles away.