Chapter 64: The Devil of Hell

The red-clothed master grinned, and his pure white eyes without pupils looked straight at the dark brown eyes.

It was like a warm host, with what he thought was the kindest smile, asking the guest from afar if he was satisfied with his hospitality.

Looking at the white eyes that didn't know where to look, Xiao San looked "stupid", and forgot to praise the master's unique furnishing style.

I only felt that the other party's extremely weird smile was written with two big words, resentful!

The face, which was a little whiter than paper, was covered with black meridians like earthworms, and on the left cheek of the face, there was a rotten pit that could be put into it with a fist, which was extremely irregular, as if it had been gnawed by maggots.

Especially in the rotting and swollen flesh, some kind of object was wriggling and rolling in it, as if they too wanted to penetrate the flesh and come out to say hello to the reserved guest.

The hairs were all erected into steel needles, and the stiff facial muscles were no longer known to be expressing.

Anyway, the complex expression of more horror and less surprise seemed to be complaining about the stinginess of the owner, and he was reluctant to even light a candle.

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A deserted town, a cold and cold longevity shop.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's fat body squeezed a recliner into an airtight airframe, but looking at his graceful appearance, he didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with him alone in this town.

On the contrary, it was the penniless young man in black who made him feel very strange.

was obviously swept out of the house by himself, and he saw him ride a motorcycle to the outside of the town.

But not long after, the black-clothed young man appeared on the other side of the town, making the middle-aged Taoist priest confused, but looking at the other party's embarrassed and hurried look, it seemed that he was running for his life.

Before the middle-aged Taoist priest could ask the black-clothed young man if he had found his "little friend", he saw five people flying in the sky, rushing towards him.

The two sides fought in the streets.

The powerful combat power was so powerful that the middle-aged Taoist priest had to hide in the store and peek.

I saw that where were the five people in the future, weren't they the five powerful ghosts that the young man in black described to him?

The young man in black was outnumbered, where would it be the opponent of the five flying ghosts, who were beaten so badly!

The middle-aged Taoist priest couldn't help but sweat for him.

At the last moment, the black-clothed young man suddenly seemed to be ruthless, and out of nowhere, a powerful force burst out, his whole body was full of black qi, his eyes were bloodshot, and he instantly blasted the five powerful ghosts into slag.

Get rid of a devil from hell!

Before leaving, the black-clothed young man also glanced at the hiding place of the middle-aged Taoist priest, and the latter shuddered. hurriedly prayed that the other party was not a person who held grudges, and besides, this meeting, where is the problem of money, it is simply beyond the scope of his control.

Especially the other party's chilling smile, which made him get goosebumps at first sight.

How did he know that the previous one was the Buddha-figure, and this one was just another existence.

In the blink of an eye, the black-clothed young man disappeared from the sight of the middle-aged Taoist priest, and he didn't even see when the young man left.

"Is there really a ghost in this world?" the middle-aged Taoist wondered.

As a result, before the words were settled, some subtle changes appeared in the air, and the five powerful ghosts who had been bombarded to the point of slag slowly recovered in the stunned eyes of the middle-aged Taoist.

Until they disappeared in an instant like a young man in black.