Zhang Yang endured hunger and fell asleep on the kang of the dilapidated bungalow where the mountain watchers occasionally rested, and even his stomach was rumbling in his dreams......

Zhang Yang was very strange this time and did not appear outside the strange gate again, but really dreamed! Zhang Yang looked at himself, and then looked around, what he was living was in the grove where he was now, and not far away was the dilapidated bungalow where he was lying now.

What's going on? Zhang Yang is a little confused, dreaming? Or is it out of body? After Zhang Yang tried to pinch himself, tears were about to fall! I don't feel it at all! In other words, he is either dreaming, or he is dead, and only this wisp of wandering spirit remains!

Dead yourself? Could it be that he was caught up by those underworld brothers and killed while he was asleep? Zhang Yang's heavy heart slowly drifted towards the dilapidated small bungalow!

Something is wrong, I'm still lying on the bed, there are no wounds on my body, and my face seems to be very ruddy, why is my soul out of my body? Won't it be freezing to death and starving? That's a real injustice!

The grievance in Zhang Yang's heart! At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps and talking in the woods, Zhang Yang floated out to take a look, and suddenly his face was panicked, those little brothers of the underworld really caught up! It seems that Zhao Yu hates himself to the core, and he will kill himself and then hurry!

Alas, I pity myself for having become this ghost, and my body will be killed again by these underworld brothers! Why is your life so miserable? Zhang Yang has the intention to kill the enemy at this time, and he is powerless to return to the sky!

At this moment, on the other side of the woods came a very sloppy-looking old man, wearing a robe that could not be opened, with long hair scattered behind his head, holding a dust whisk in his hand that was almost gone, and humming in his mouth that he didn't know anything, in the silent night, there was a different kind of weirdness.

Zhang Yang looked at the sloppy old man who looked like an old man very strangely, not fast, not slow, not in a hurry to walk towards the small bungalow where Zhang Yang was, and on the other side of the woods, there were 5 people who were obviously the little brothers of the underworld with bright machetes in their hands, and they were also walking towards the small bungalow.

Zhang Yanggan was in a hurry but had no choice but to watch two groups of people walk into the small bungalow where he was.

"Get out of the way, old man! Don't be uncomfortable! A little bald head held a machete in his right hand, and the tip of the knife was about to touch the tip of the scruffy old man's nose.

Lao Dao was unmoved, turned around and walked to Zhang Yang's side, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Zhang Yang floating in the air of the small bungalow.

Zhang Yang's cold sweat came out! Wouldn't this old man be the one who could see the state of his soul? It's incredible! Doesn't that mean that it is possible for this old man to let his soul fly away! The more Zhang Yang thought about it, the more scared he became, there was still a soul when he died, if he provoked this old way, it is estimated that he would really turn into ashes and disappear!

"Damn, B, are you looking for death?" Seeing that Lao Dao didn't take him seriously at all, the little bald head was furious for a while, feeling that he had lost face among his brothers, and brandished a machete in his hand, just like Lao Dao pounced!

saw a flash of white light, and the present, including Zhang Yang, who was floating in mid-air, didn't see what was happening clearly, and the little bald head's knife fell to the ground, and the little bald head collapsed to the ground like a noodle!

The person who followed the little bald head looked stunned. They know exactly what this little bald head is, and they can be regarded as the best in the Black Dragon Gang, although they are not gold medal fighters, but ordinary people can still play 3 or 5!

This little bald head is nicknamed "Three Knives", and he is a sinister and vicious character, and the person who is disabled in his hands is 90 if not 100! This person has a fight with Cheng Biting Jin, and the first three knives are so powerful that almost no one can stop him!

The more they knew the strength of the little bald head, the more frightened the four underworld brothers in the back became, and the old Taoist priest was directly promoted to a dangerous person in their minds!

"Old, Dao Chief, please give me face, we are all acting on orders, and we don't want to hurt the harmony. Raise your hand, and we'll take this man and leave. One of the remaining four thugs said the older one.

Lao Dao didn't move his brows, and he didn't take the 4 thugs in his eyes at all, but he had the demeanor of some hermit. Zhang Yang waited expectantly to watch the show. But seeing the old Taoist priest walk straight to Zhang Yang's side, pinched Zhang Yang's nose, Zhang Yang was wondering, only to feel a strong tingling sensation, Zhang Yang woke up suddenly!

Zhang Yang looked at the ghost-like sloppy old man in front of him with a frightened face, and turned his head to look at the four thugs at the door of the bungalow, the sweat on his forehead was like a bead with a broken thread, and the big drops flowed down!

I really wasn't dreaming just now, the qiē in front of me was exactly the same as what I saw in my soul state! In this way, didn't my soul leave the body just now, and I died once?!

The most important thing now is that the 4 thugs are still in front of them, with their own strength, they fight with 4 thugs with machetes with their bare hands, and they will be dismantled by others! The only hope is that the old Taoist priest will strike again, so that he can save himself from being in a different place and dying a tragic death!

Zhang Yang looked at Lao Dao with a flattering face, and almost knelt down to recognize Lao Dao as his godfather. The 4 thugs at the door had long lost their patience, and the 5 people who came this time, the boss of the Black Dragon Gang personally gave a death order, and he must kill the person who blackmailed "Yu Shao"! I was polite to Lao Dao just now, but I didn't want to cause trouble, but at this time, Lao Dao actually woke up the person he was going to kill, and it was clear that he wanted to interfere, how could these gangsters stop there? How do you explain to your boss when you go back?

The 4 thugs looked at each other, nodded heavily, and the 4 of them shouted and rushed to the old road together! The 4 machetes shine white even at night, exuding a monstrous chill!

Lao Dao muttered, didn't raise his head, and waved his right hand directly, and the 4 people collapsed to the ground as if they had been spelled, like a little bald head, and they had no ability to resist at all!

Zhang Yang pricked up his ears and heard clearly, what the old Taoist priest said was not what was said in the novel, such as the law, what magic weapon or something, but said: "It's really annoying!" ”

Flaunt a black line! Wouldn't this be some incantation of the old Taoist? It's also too sharp! It's a hundred times more powerful than the spell in the novel! If you can learn it, won't you be developed? Since this old Taoist priest is willing to help himself, he must have a good impression of himself, so why not take this opportunity to let the old Taoist accept him as an apprentice? After learning the skills of the old Taoist, the world is so big, don't you let me gallop?!

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