"You guys stop me!" Liang Siren shouted violently, and his voice was like thunder.

Suddenly, the two sneaky figures trembled slightly.

As if he had done something wrong, after hearing Liang Siren's big drink, he instantly pulled out his legs and ran.

Seeing that the two of them were thieves, Liang Siren was sure that these two people were absolutely inseparable from the tragedy of the Liang Mansion, and immediately rushed to catch up. At the same time, two soul splits were formed in his hands, and they were smashed towards the two of them.

Han Fengyu dodged in a hurry, while Wang Xiaoming was hit hard.

[Ding!] Practice the Xuanqi Resentful Spirit (Pseudo) and gain 100 merit points. ]

After hearing the prompt sound of the system, Wang Xiaoming didn't have time to rejoice, because Liang Siren, who was burned by the fire, was already close at hand. The face like black charcoal is hideous, like a ghost.

Wang Xiaoming's cultivation was too different from Liang Siren's, and at this time he had already heard Liang Siren's angry wheezing. turned back in horror and looked at Liang Siren.

Although there was a cover of thick night, Liang Siren still recognized that the young man with a broken arm running in front of him was Wang Xiaoming.

New hatred added old hatred, and in anger, the grimace in Liang Siren's hand smashed towards Wang Xiaoming's back as if he didn't want money.

[Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding......]

Several system prompts sounded at the same time, and Wang Xiaoming, who was originally panicked, suddenly turned happy, and couldn't help but slow down and prepare to eat a few more soul splits.

"Wait!" At this time, Han Fengyu suddenly wondered: "Why are we running?" Originally, with his speed, he could definitely escape, but he was worried about Wang Xiaoming's safety, so he had to slow down.

This question stunned Wang Xiaoming, and suddenly thought in his heart, too! This cheap big brother is enough to have the realm of Xuanhuang, isn't it over if he kills Liang Siren directly?

Run a ball!

It seems that there is a tacit understanding, and the two of them stopped at the same time when they thought of this.

Liang Siren's speed did not decrease, and he immediately rushed in front of the two.

"Hehe, I'll let you run!" Liang Siren, who had been blackened, had a hideous look on his face, and continued: "Today, you must ......"

However, when he said this, Liang Siren suddenly felt like a fish in his throat, and he couldn't say any more, because he saw the familiar face beside Wang Xiaoming, as well as the familiar golden sword.

"Hey, old dog, you brought this on yourself!" Han Fengyu smiled fiercely, and the golden sword came out of its sheath with a "bang", and with just one movement, Liang Siren couldn't help but take two steps back.

There's no way, he can't beat this perverted teenager at all.

After thinking for a while, a look of determination suddenly appeared on Liang Siren's face, as if he was ready to fight hard, and the Xuan Qi in his body stirred up and shouted: "Xuan Ji ......"

Han Fengyu saw that Liang Siren seemed to be holding back a big move, and immediately raised his sword in his hand with a guarded face, intentionally or unintentionally protecting Wang Xiaoming.

However, what was surprising was that all of a sudden, the style of painting suddenly changed, and Liang Siren quickly retreated.

It turned out that the mysterious technique he shouted was simply thunder and rain, just to attract Han Fengyu to defend against his attack with all his strength and take the opportunity to prepare to escape.

This trick really worked, Han Fengyu watched Liang Siren run towards the corner of the street like a wild dog on the loose, and was suddenly a little confused.

"Why are you still stunned, chasing!" Han Fengyu was quite annoyed that Liang Siren had played himself, and immediately reacted, and was about to chase. But he suddenly thought that Wang Xiaoming's cultivation around him was pitiful, and he wanted to chase it himself, but he was worried that Liang Siren would secretly be unfavorable to Wang Xiaoming, so it was better to hate it. At this time, Han Fengyu had no idea again, and asked Wang Xiaoming: "Brother, what should we do now?"

Wang Xiaoming pondered for a moment and said to Han Fengyu: "Why don't we go back to my house first, and then make plans after dawn." ”

Wang Xiaoming is actually selfish, in order to prevent Liang Siren from going and returning, he will beat him up, at least tonight he can't let Han Fengyu leave him.

However, Wang Xiaoming was a little too vigilant, and at this time, Liang Siren had already fled far away in the direction of the post house and went to Nalan Liangbing to complain.

"It's okay!" Han Fengyu nodded in agreement after listening to Wang Xiaoming's suggestion.

Soon, the two returned to Wang's house.

Wang Xiaoming settled Han Fengyu into his room, and he walked into the secret room.

I earned a lot of merit points just now, and the top priority is to grow out my broken arm first, or I'm always a little uncomfortable with this swaying.

There is also the need to pay off the loan of the system as soon as possible.

[Ding!] is speeding up the rebirth of the right arm, costing 500 merit points. It is expected to be reborn in an hour. ]

The system loan has been paid off, and the host currently has 100 merit points left. ]

Wang Xiaoming once again felt the pain of the severed limb under the accelerated growth, and sat down in a cold sweat, at this time he had a lot of problems to deal with, and his consciousness entered the suona space.

However, I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

There are a lot of souls in the entire suona space, Wang Xiaoming is very strange, when he was in Shun's hometown before, he found that the soul of the wolf king Gray Xu inexplicably took the initiative to enter the suona space.

Today, because of the hurry, Wang Xiaoming didn't have time to detain the souls of the people who were killed by Han Fengyu during the day and late at night, but many of these souls are now in the suona space, wailing like thoughtless zombies.

"System, what's going on?" Wang Xiaoming hurriedly asked.

After the host soul master cultivates to reach a high-level soul realm, the suona will automatically collect the souls wandering in place. ]

After listening to the system's explanation, Wang Xiaoming suddenly realized.

However, he was a little strange, there were more than 100 dead people, but there were only more than 30 souls in this locked space.

However, these are no longer important, although 30 souls are still not enough, but at this time, it can still solve the urgent need.

In the silent secret room, the sonorous suona sounded.

[Ding!] Succeed in appeasing the soul and gain 620 merit points. ]

[Ding!] Successfully refining the soul and gaining 2130 merit points. ]

Wolf King Gray Xu is several times stronger than the host, and the host cannot be refined at present. ]

The suona space was suddenly depressed, but the last warning sound of the system made Wang Xiaoming a little puzzled. Curious, I found the soul of Gray Xu in the suona space.

Wang Xiaoming suddenly discovered that the wolf-like soul of Gray Xu was much more condensed than what he saw when he was in Shun's hometown.

"System, why is this happening?" Wang Xiaoming exclaimed.

Souls above the Xuanwang realm, after being included in the suona space, can independently devour young souls for purification. Before the host could refine these souls, the Wolf King Ash Xu had devoured 72 souls. ]

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Wang Xiaoming was a little angry.

In view of the fact that Gray Xu has no regrets about this move for the host, the system only reports some behaviors that are unfavorable to the host. ]

"Oh, what good is it to me that he devours souls like this?"

[Ding!] The soul master is not enough to be announced. ]

"System bully, can you be accommodating?" Wang Xiaoming patted his ass.

Many of the questions asked before were prevaricated by the system because the soul master level was insufficient, even the strange dream.

[Ding!The host's entry-level sycophant skill is not valid for this system!]

"I'm TM!" Listening to the words that the system does not enter the oil and salt, Wang Xiaoming has no good airway. But after a while, he seemed to have caught something, and he was stunned for a moment, and muttered: "Sycophant skills? or entry-level?"