"Xiaoyi Xiaoyi, how are you ......?"

Wang Xiaoyi's mother, the old woman who had stopped Director Li from arresting people just now, suddenly became anxious and rushed into the house regardless of it.

"Don't get close, danger!"

As soon as she stepped into the bedroom, the cold man reached out and stopped her.

"Who are you, get out of the way, this is my house."

The old woman screamed, grabbed the cold man's arm, and pushed forward, trying to push him away. Who knows, like a dragonfly shaking a stone pillar, the cold man's outstretched arm is like steel cast in iron, and she can not move at all as she pushes it.

The eyes of Xiao Fan, Yuan Qianqian and others narrowed at the same time.

He's a master.

I just don't know why this man with a treasure island accent came out here. Why?

After such a delay, Wang Xiaoyi's situation became more and more weird, the green tendons on his forehead skyrocketed, the green tendons on his arms were also bulging, and he couldn't help but let out a dull roar in his mouth, and the brand-new Simmons bed rattled, as if it might be broken at any time.

Judging from Wang Xiaoyi's figure, it is really hard to imagine that there is such a huge strength hidden in his thin body.

"Master Liang, quick, save my husband, quickly, please......"

Wang Xiaoyi's wife grabbed Liang's arm and begged for help.

"Don't worry, it's on me. No matter how powerful this ghost is, it can't escape the palm of my hand......"

It's strange to say that Master Liang ignored the request of others to "show his hand", and he was very calm. Only Wang Xiaoyi's wife begged him, even if Liang Shigong held his head high. A majestic style of "shouldering morality with iron shoulders". Immediately, he waved the peachwood sword in his hand and took out a yellow talisman from under his coat. Strode into the bedroom.

The cold man suddenly withdrew his arm, but did not stop him, and a trace of obvious disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When he passed by the cold man, Liang Shigong puffed up his chest and snorted coldly.

"Om ......"

Liang Shigong just walked to the window, Wang Xiaoyi, who was struggling hard, stopped suddenly, opened his eyes, and stared at Liang Shigong viciously, and then. With a hoarse voice, a few words burst out, making several people stunned.

"Shaft-dare-"

What Wang Xiaoyi said was these four words, which were very vague and indistinct, and I couldn't hear where the accent was.

But Xiao Fan and Yuan Qianqian glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of shock in each other's eyes. Undoubtedly, they probably understood these four words. That's the only way to make people shock.

"The erector dare—"

Definitely not the colloquial language of modern people. It is especially unlikely to come out of the mouth of a small bag foreman like Wang Xiaoyi, who does not read much. Moreover, it doesn't seem to be the accent of this part of Red Hill Town. Although Xiao Fan has lived in Beijing for a long time, his ancestral home is Hongshan Town, and he has a local voice on this side of Hongshan. It's still very familiar.

These four words are definitely lines only available in costume dramas!

But now it's not on stage. No one is acting in costume dramas.

However, Master Liang obviously didn't care, maybe he didn't understand what Wang Xiaoyi said at all.

"Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law......"

Liang Shigong had words in his mouth. With a loud shout, the arm pointed forward. The yellow talisman in his hand was slammed on Wang Xiaoyi's forehead. The rune pattern on the talisman suddenly bloomed, but this light was extremely short-lived, fleeting, and before others could see it clearly, it had disappeared and turned back into an inconspicuous yellow talisman.

Rao is like this, this talisman is still very effective, Wang Xiaoyi, who originally kept struggling, obediently lay back on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, no longer struggling to move, only his chest kept rising and falling, and he was obviously very tired.

The cold man's eyebrows twitched slightly, as if he was slightly surprised.

"It's actually the inheritance of the Shangqing faction......"

Master Liang couldn't help but be proud, turned around, raised his head high in front of the cold man, but his eyes were staring directly at Wang Xiaoyi's wife, flashing a look of greed that could not be concealed.

It was obvious that this obscene guy was actually beating the idea of this beautiful young woman in his heart.

Who knew that next, the cold man said very disdainfully: "It's a pity, it's just a little fur, and I dare to come out to eat mixed rice!" ”

Master Liang was furious, Huo Di turned his head, stared at the cold man, and wanted to swallow him in one gulp. This guy didn't know where to fight, and he appeared here for no reason, specifically against himself. If you have offended him before, it will be fine, the problem is that you have never seen his face.

It just doesn't make sense!

At this time, Wang Xiaoyi, who was lying down, raised his head suddenly, his eyes were shining with red, his forehead, neck, and arms were all bruised, and the strips of cloth that bound his hands and feet were pulled to "click", his mouth was wide open, panting, and he stared at the back of Master Liang, which was extremely weird.

"Master Liang......"

Wang Xiaoyi's wife exclaimed, obviously trying to remind him of the strange situation behind him, but unfortunately it was too late.

In the crisp sound of the cloth tearing, the strips of cloth that bound Wang Xiaoyi's hands and feet broke together, and Wang Xiaoyi jumped up from Simmons, stretched out his arms, and pounced towards Liang Shigong like lightning. Before Liang Shigong could react at all, Wang Xiaoyi had already clamped him tightly.

"Bold Imp ......"

Liang Shigong's surprise was not trivial, he screamed in his mouth, and hurriedly went to his pocket to take out something, probably because he wanted to sacrifice another talisman to deal with Wang Xiaoyi. In the past two days, he has been relying on Fu Zheng to suppress the strangeness in Wang Xiaoyi's body, and thus won the trust of Wang Xiaoyi's family. It's just that the effect of this talisman is getting weaker and weaker, at the beginning, a talisman was pasted, and it could be managed for several hours, and gradually the time became shorter and shorter.

But at this time, if you want to dig out the talisman, it is obviously too late.

Wang Xiaoyi opened his big mouth and bit down on his neck.

"Ah......h

Master Liang screamed in pain, and at the same time, he was so frightened that his soul was struggling desperately. Wang Xiaoyi's two arms are like iron hoops. Firmly bound to him, where can he struggle to escape?

Blood gushed from Liang Shigong's neck. I only felt that all the strength of my body had flowed out of my neck, and my hands and feet were weak in an instant, and my head immediately became dizzy.

"Powerful ghosts suck blood, powerful ghosts suck blood...... Help, help......"

At this time, Master Liang could no longer care about any decency, and shouted desperately.

"Sir, help!"

The next moment. Master Liang seemed to remember something, and shouted at the cold man, his face full of pleading.

"Are you begging me?"

The cold man had been watching coldly, as if he had turned a blind eye to the scene just now, and was not moved in the slightest. It was only then that he finally asked, his tone cold, full of sarcasm and disdain.

"Yes, yes. I'm sorry sir, ah...... Yes...... Sir, help, help......"

Master Liang's mournful cry for help. It spread far away, even though it was broad daylight and the sun was shining brightly outside. But people can't help but feel cold all over their bodies. The so-called daytime hell is probably talking about the current situation.

Yuan Qianqian raised her eyebrows. With a flip of the wrist, the "Rouge Sword" showed a bit of a sharp edge in the sleeve. It's going to come forward and do it.

Although the female devil is very unaccustomed to Master Liang's obscenity, the arrogance of the cold man also makes the master of the Yuan University quite uncomfortable. No matter how unbearable Master Liang is, it is not right to see death and not save him.

It's just that the situation in front of him is really weird, even if he is as strong as Yuan Qianqian, he doesn't dare to step forward with his bare hands, in case he is stuck to the palm of his hand by something weird, but how can he get it?

Evil is disgusting to death!

Xiao Fan's palm opened slightly, holding Yuan Qianqian's delicate little hand, and immediately blocked the little impulse in the little girl's heart.

Obviously, Xiao Zhenren didn't think that now was a good time to make a move.

"Give it to me!"

The cold man stretched out his hand towards Master Liang.

"What...... Ah......h

Master Liang didn't know why, and then he screamed in pain again, and he couldn't care about anything.

"It's a shame that the Shangqing faction has a descendant like you!"

The cold man shook his head, took a step forward, raised his hand, and didn't know what technique he used, the peachwood sword held by Liang Shigong arrived in his hand, and then he said something in his mouth, pinched the trick with his left hand, and slowly brushed it along the spine of the peachwood sword.

"Roar—"

Wang Xiaoyi, who was biting Master Liang's neck, seemed to sense something, raised his head suddenly, and roared at the cold man, his mouth full of blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the situation was as terrifying as it was.

"Evil obstacles, don't ambush yet!"

The cold man's left hand trick finally passed from the spine of the peachwood sword, and with a cold drink, the sound was not loud, but it shook everyone's ear drums. Wang Xiaoyi's mother and wife even stood unsteadily, their bodies shook, and they almost fell down.

Yuan Qianqian couldn't help but be shocked.

What a deep internal force!

This cold guy is as cool as ice, and he really has the capital to be arrogant.

"Hum huh-", the peach wood sword turned into a shocking rainbow in the air, stabbing straight towards Wang Xiaoyi's forehead, making a whistling sound of breaking the sky, like a sharp arrow off the string, and the power was extremely amazing.

"Roaring ......"

Wang Xiaoyi seemed to know that it was powerful, and with another roar, he pushed away Master Liang, waved his arms, and struck at the center. The peachwood sword was less than two feet long, thin and thin, and the material was loose, with the strong strength of his arms to break the strip of cloth, if it really hit, this peachwood sword, which played a purely decorative role in the hands of Master Liang, would immediately break into three or four pieces.

It's just that although his arms are infinitely powerful, the peachwood sword is too fast, and before Wang Xiaoyi's two arms are closed, the peachwood sword has already stabbed him in the forehead. The seemingly indestructible sword did not knock him into the air, but made a dull dull sound, as if two pieces of wood had collided together.

Wang Xiaoyi's eyebrows suddenly flashed red, and then the black gas was swirling, an earth-shattering roar came out of his mouth, his hands danced wildly, but his feet seemed to be stared at, and he couldn't move half a step anymore.

This situation did not last long, and then with a "bang", Wang Xiaoyi fell to the sky and slammed on the floor, making people tremble when they heard it.

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