"I wish you had written your last words in advance." Han Xu picked up the piano bag and prepared to shoot him to death directly. He didn't plan to ink with Qian Lin. You don't see that in the movie, the messenger of justice and the evil force have been grinding for a long time, man and nature...... No, the truth of life, and then I finally remembered that the two sides are a life-and-death relationship, and when I wanted to do it, I missed the best time, and the result was a big reversal by the other party.

But Han Xu forgot that he was a child who was favored by accident. If an accident is played according to common sense, can it still be called an accident?

Ignoring Qian Lin's confession and desperate eyes, the piano bag fell down, but he was stopped three feet above his head and couldn't move. On Qian Lin's chest, a blue mark emerged from under the skin, emitting a strong blue light, and an arc-shaped barrier enveloped Qian Lin.

After all, Han Xu had no mana in his body, and only relied on brute force and surging yang qi to control the enemy, and he suffered a small loss in a hurry, but was shocked back a small step.

"Yo, this is a dying struggle?" Xiao Wu hugged his arms and sneered.

Han Xu looked at the mark on his chest and frowned slightly.

This mark looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it. Strange, I didn't know him before, how could I feel this way?

Qian Lin was also stunned by this situation, he never knew that he had such a mark on his body! Could it be that I was born with extraordinary talents, and I have some strange magic weapon? Or else I am a person with a great destiny, blessed by God?

However, it is clear that the reality and his imagination are completely two scripts.

The markings on his chest were getting brighter and brighter, and the temperature was getting colder and colder. He felt like all the energy in his body was draining dramatically. Judging by his appearance, in just a few seconds, he went from a young man in his thirties to a middle-aged man in his fifties.

A simple teleportation circle was projected in front of him, and immediately after, a figure drilled out through the teleportation array.

"Rubbish!" The person who came was an old man, and after he came out, he glanced at Qian Lin, and immediately scolded, "It's so blind to spend so much energy to get a mark for you, and your arrears are doubled!"

"Zhao Ye, Zhao Ye, save me, Zhao Ye! You can multiply it as many times as you like. I still. By all means! Just save me, save me! Qian Lin was disillusioned, because his lower body was not good, so he could only lie on the ground and cry.

The old man flicked his sleeves in disgust. Then he arched his hand to Han Xu and the others who were watching coldly. "A few Taoist friends invited. This ruffian owes a lot of money to the old man. If you beat him to death, I won't have anywhere to ask for it. ”

"So, what do you mean, sir?" Han Xu seemed to be smiling.

"Dwarf oil. Don't dare to be. The old man waved his hand, "One cause gets one effect, and the fruit falls and the cause is reborn." This ruffian has stolen your things, and it makes sense for you to settle accounts with him. However, the old decay is obsessed with how old you are, and one more mouth. Killing people is not enough, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. ”

"Oh, according to you, this thing stole my stuff, and a couple of us came all the way to beat him up and get it back? The energy and time along the way, and the dying patient, don't matter, right? Or do you think you can save face and put these things on top? Han Xu's tone began to smell of gunpowder.

"Daoyou misunderstood. The old man is just a bad old man, and he has no two taels of face torn off, where is there any face. Since Daoyou said so, the little old man understood. The old man's face was unwavering, and he turned around and looked at him coldly, "Qian Lin, let me ask you, which hand did you steal other people's treasures?" ”

"I, I'm ......" Qian Lin vaguely sensed the old man's intentions, and couldn't help but turn pale. However, he weighed the pros and cons, gritted his teeth and said, "Back to Zhao Ye's words, it's the left hand." ”

Swish!

There was a buzz in the air, a blue light flashed, Qian Lin's left arm was broken at the root, and a plate-sized round skate blade was stuck on the ground behind him, and blood was dripping from the edge.

Qian Lin howled miserably, a layer of white sweat appeared on his head, and he hurriedly used a spell to stop the blood, covering the wound on his broken arm and shivering in pain.

"Fellow Daoist, look, are you satisfied now?" The old man said with a smile. It's as if the ruthless thug was someone else.

If ordinary people saw this scene, it would more or less make them feel a little frightened, but Han Xu and the others didn't have a few lives in their hands, not to mention that they were not human in the strict sense, and they were afraid that they would not be able to experience the function of being scared for the rest of their lives, and this kind of scene could not control them at all.

However, the old man's deliberate demonstration still had an effect. Judging from the mana fluctuations and spell power just now, this old man is afraid that he is about to complete his three souls and seven spirits, and successfully entered the soul condensing realm!

Among the people present, except for Han Xu, who was completely different from others, was a special case, with the highest strength of the stone, but it was only in the late stage of the Self-cultivation Realm, as for Xiao Wu, the five of them could have a tie with a person in the early stage of the Soul Condensation Realm, if they were separated, I am afraid that they would not be as good as a psychic in the early stage of the Soul Cultivation Realm.

And Han Xu's special thing is that his soul has already been completed, but the realm has been stuck in the self-cultivation realm and has not moved. If the mana doesn't return to his body for a day, his strength won't increase for a day. However, he is not afraid of death, and ordinary people can't fight to death, this is his biggest reliance, with his own defensive power, the master of the Soul Condensation Realm is afraid that he can't help it!

"You're ruthless enough, I want a hand, and you even took off his entire arm." But Han Xu seemed to be fearless.

"As for me, he is a creditor, as long as he has the life to pay me back." The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, he didn't even glance at Qian Lin behind him, and asked again, "Are you satisfied?" If you're not satisfied, I'll take his other arm off for you. ”

Qian Lin behind him turned pale, looked at Han Xu with a pleading face, and kept kowtowing to the ground. The old man in his thirties has no backbone at all, and it makes people sick to watch.

"You don't have to take your hands off." Han Xu glanced at him who was full of ugliness, and also turned his eyes to look at the old man, "My request is very simple, either he will give me a satisfactory compensation, which can be regarded as making up for my losses, and this matter will be over, or I will kill him, and it will be a hundred." ”

Qian Lin's body trembled again.

"This person owes a lot of gambling debts, and he is already penniless, otherwise how could he want to steal a friend's magic weapon in exchange for money to pay off the debt? Daoyou, do you have to kill them all? Seeing that Han Xu was going to fight him to the death, the old man frowned and said coldly, "This person has signed a contract with me, and before he pays back the money, everything and even his soul belongs to me." The old man and the Taoist are persuaded because they don't want to make a big deal for this little thing, and the Taoist friends are so unsympathetic, do they think that I am good and easy to deceive!? ”

"Stealing magic weapons for money, not necessarily, right?"

"Yo, this is very domineering, according to what you said, you are stealing business with Lord Yama."

The little five and a few people talked nonsense.

When Han Xu heard their conversation, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He turned his head to look at Qian Lin, staring at the mark on his chest, his gaze couldn't help but constrict.

He knew what this mark was, and he also remembered what this mark was and what it looked familiar with!

This is clearly the mark of the fully formed soul seal! He went to hell twice, and the most he saw on the Huangquan Road was Manzhu Sawa and all kinds of ghosts, all of them had this kind of mark on their chests without exception, and they were naturally impressed by the fact that they had seen too much! The reason why he didn't remember it at first was because his thinking had fallen into a misunderstanding, and he really didn't think that the things in the underworld would actually circulate to the yang world without passing through his hands.

Han Xu is an onmyoji certified by the underworld, and he is a ghost who is serious, and his soul seal is still incomplete. Then, if what this old man said is true, he should also have a soul seal on his body, and it has grown up! If this is the case, then this can be regarded as a flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and no one is a family member.

"However, neither Yue'er nor Mo Li ever mentioned that there is such a ghost difference in the yang world, and I am the only one in the onmyoji, so where does his soul seal come from? Moreover, what will appear on a living person if the soul seal of the underworld is Lu, and why should the living be marked with this mark? What's the conspiracy here? Are there any other ghosts from hell besides me? ”

A series of questions made Han Xu's expression solemn. He raised his head and glanced at the old man twice, and suddenly said, "Granny Meng asked me to give you a good voice." ”

"Who? Granny Meng? Who's that? Do I know? The old man was stunned when he heard this, and showed a puzzled expression. Han Xu had been paying attention to his expression and found that his expression didn't look like a fake.

Mo Li's name is well known throughout the hell, and it is impossible for any hellish creature not to know which gentle woman is in charge of the memory of reincarnation. Judging by his performance, he doesn't know anything about it.

That...... What the hell is going on?

"Brother Han, what now!?" Seeing that Han Xu didn't speak for a long time, Xiao Wu couldn't help but come up and ask.

"Beat him!" Han Xu's eyes narrowed, he shook the piano bag, slapped a wind-chasing step on himself, and rushed forward without saying a word.

Xiao Wu and the others glanced at each other, burst out in unison, and ran with their heads buried in their heads. The stone took two steps back, and the quicksand and gravel under his feet turned into a circle, and the clothes that had been attached to his body swelled as if they were inflated. His lips squirmed but he didn't make a sound, and he didn't know what spell he was preparing.

It doesn't matter if he's pretending to be confused or really confused, it's clear if you beat him!

"Junior, Ann dares to bully me!" The old man was angry, and he scolded angrily, like thunder on the ground, the wind around him was so steep that it quieted down, and the ice cubes two or three meters long crackled at Han Xu and smashed them down.

Han Xu waved the piano bag in his hand to open the ice cubes one by one, and the extremely low ice mist generated when the ice cubes burst had no effect on him at all. Seeing this, the old man could still take care of Qian Lin beside him, and his body retreated sharply. At this moment, in the blue ice rain, there was an inconspicuous silver ghostly light that hit his chest like a meteor chasing the moon! (To be continued......)