"Damn it!"

Zhang Jue shouted angrily, and had no choice but to take his hands out of his sleeves again.

This old beggar is really cunning, and he even knows his own details. His escape seems crazy, but it is not chaotic at all, but he tries to drill into crowded places, so that he will throw a mouse bogey, and he will not dare to make a killing move, otherwise he will have to die. This old thing is exactly the shortcomings of itself, where there are more people to drill.

When it comes to body, Zhang Jue is just a little better than ordinary people, and his magical powers are hidden in this windbreaker and his eyes, how can he compare to this old beggar? Don't look at him old, but when it comes to cunning Cheng Dù, and that person's combat effectiveness, he is definitely more than one level higher than Zhang Jue, and he is obviously an old oilman who crawled out of the pile of dead people.

And the leather shoes Zhang Jue is wearing today are not good at running, although the beggar is a pair of rotten cloth shoes, he is like a god in running.

"Stop me."

The wind whistled in his ears, and Zhang Jue said in a voice that only he could hear.

And the strange thing is that after a moment, the voice of the old beggar sounded in his ears, the same tone like talking to himself, but a little hasty: "Don't chase me, I don't want this jar, let me go once, just this once." ”

"I said, stop me."

"Don't think about it, if you stop, I'll die, your patriarch's slogan is to promote justice and do the right thing for heaven. But who doesn't know that the purpose of your card is to be ruthless, no matter people and ghosts, never leave a living mouth. ”

Zhang Jue was shocked in his heart, and secretly guessed the identity of this old beggar, he actually knew the ancestor so well.

The old beggar's voice continued to sound in his ears: "Little brother, you should not see me, please." I don't want this jar, I promise to go back to the mountains and never be born again. You are a big man in the sky, you can't deal with small fish and shrimp like me, I just steal a few souls, not so, please, little brother. ”

Zhang Jue was silent, constantly climbing over the flow of people, and quickly chased after the old beggar.

The old beggar saw that Zhang Jue had stopped transmitting to himself for a long time, and his heart became more and more anxious, and his running speed became faster and faster. A hideous color flashed on his face, and he said in a dark voice:

"You hypocrites, fake good people. Heaven is unfair, I just took a few souls, this is a heinous crime? Your ancestors made a move, which time was not tens of thousands of dead people and ghosts? Do you keep saying that you are doing the right thing for heaven and protecting the world? Bullshit. If you don't have merit, will you do it? You are just a group of hypocrites who will not hesitate to destroy the world for the sake of merit, why do you care about me, I will take a few souls, why do you care about me? ”

Zhang Jue was furious, angry and even more frightened, he even knew the merits, and his understanding of the ancestor was not ordinarily deep.

Finally, the flow of people was no longer crowded, and Zhang Jue could already see the figure of the old beggar running, and secretly said in his heart that there was a good opportunity.

Suddenly stopped, Zhang Jue's right hand was inserted into the left sleeve of the windbreaker, and then he stretched out his hand, and a touch of jade-like brilliance flashed on his right hand.

In the flow of brilliance, Zhang Jue raised an index finger and pointed at the sky, his face was expressionless but majestic, and he shouted in a deep voice:

"Demon Suppression!"

'Smack. ’

I heard a sudden earth-shattering noise in the sky, and a purple thunderbolt flew down, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to reach the top of the old beggar's head.

The old beggar only felt a yard of scalp, screamed bitterly, and threw himself to the side. As he fell, he pulled a passing child and pressed him against himself.

Zhang Jue's pupils shrank, and he secretly said damn it, if the thunder is cleaved down, the old beggar may be safe and sound, and he should have a means to save his life. But the kid who pressed on him, after blocking the thunderous blow for him, would definitely turn into a mass of charred flesh in an instant.

"Close!"

With a roar, the radiant brilliance in his right hand suddenly disappeared, and the thunder that had fallen instantly dissipated into the air and disappeared.

'Poof'

A mouthful of blood gushed out from Zhang Jue's mouth, and his face turned pale in an instant. forcibly collected the work, so that Zhang Jue suddenly suffered extremely serious internal injuries, only to feel that his internal organs were about to be broken, and the sky was spinning for a while, and he couldn't stand steadily.

"Ahh

Pedestrians on the side of the road screamed in fright when they heard the sound of thunder in the sky. But when I looked up, there was nothing in the clear sky, and I looked at each other in confusion.

And at this time, a woman with glasses cried: "Child, my child. ”

Everyone looked at the sound, but saw an old beggar holding a pickle jar in his left hand and a child in his right hand and running away quickly. After running about ten meters away, he threw the child down the road again.

"Ahh

Everyone opened their mouths in surprise, and the timid ones closed their eyes. saw the child struggling and crying in mid-air, and then fell to the ground fiercely.

"Squeak"

With a sharp sound of brakes, a Mazda came to a stop, and the driver was terrified.

Zhang Jue's face was gloomy, watching the old beggar flee but there was nothing he could do. He knew that the old beggar threw the child out to distract himself. But as everyone knows, he has already seen through it, and the child will not die today before he is killed. With the known results, how can you become a living bodhisattva?

"I can't catch you today, but do you think you can run?"

Zhang Jue muttered to himself, inserted his right hand into his sleeve again, pulled out his hand, and once again flowed brightly.

Stretching out his index finger, he pointed to the back of the old beggar who was running, and muttered in a somewhat ethereal voice:

"Sue me by your name."

The voice is extremely gentle, like a bodhisattva's dream, listening to it makes people feel like a spring breeze, and a little drowsy.

The running old beggar suddenly went crazy, and shouted loudly: "My name is Han Baiyu." ”

As soon as the words fell, his face suddenly turned pale, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes: "It's not good, he knows my name." ”

Just now, in a moment, he was taken away from his mind by Zhang Jue, and he even said his name, which was simply a life-threatening talisman.

The name is just a code name for mortals, but Han Baiyu knows that this has a deeper meaning for people from the Ancestral Dao, and he can definitely calculate his whereabouts and a qiē through the guò Dayan algorithm. Even that old monk can be counted as having a catastrophe at the crossroads, let alone a person from the ancestral master's path?

"Han Baiyu?"

A smile appeared on Zhang Jue's pale face: "Hehe, I caught you." ”

Seeing Han Baiyu's figure disappear into the sea of people, Zhang Jue coughed painfully, staggered to the side of the road and stopped a taxi: "Find a Chinese medicine store." ”

Throwing 100 yuan to the driver, Zhang Jue gasped for breath, leaned weakly on the seat, and closed his eyes and was unconscious......

ps: Let's talk about it, let's start with two shifts a day recently, and the time is around 8 o'clock in the evening. The results are not very good, and I can't wait for the recommendation given by the editor...... Alas, I can't recommend it, and I don't dare to write more words. Everyone's forgive me. I'm really sorry. >