"Forget it, this is Unbounded, you don't have the ability to leave, you can reflect here." After Jun Madness finished speaking, the man disappeared.

At the same time, Zuo Qiu Maocheng's figure moved, and like a bolt of lightning, it jumped out of the crack in the door that had not yet been opened, and went straight to the ancient artifact in the Necronomicon Temple.

Seeing this, Hei Lao hurriedly asked Jun Mad : "Master!" Don't we care? ”

"Not necessarily."

"However, if he is allowed to take the antiquities out, maybe the Six Realms will set off some storms......"

Hearing this, Jun smiled wildly: "Then he has to be able to get out." ”

Hei Lao was puzzled, and looked at Jun Mad with curious eyes.

"Let him enter the Necromantic Temple, because the Holy Spirit Hall is full of immortal weapons and the like, which can't arouse his greed, and now he is a thief, and he plans to sweep away the items on the first floor, and secretly study and find a way to return to the spirit world." Jun Mad said, "After so many years, he is no longer the king of Zuo who used to strategize, and he didn't even realize this matter. ”

"Indeed, people's hearts change." The black old chimed in.

"So, let him take it, provided he can run around outside." Jun laughed wildly.

Hei Lao still had some doubts, but after seeing Zuoqiu Maocheng's performance, he understood a lot.

Antiquities, with the exception of scrolls, are heavy, and they can't fit in a small space. The Ancient Relic Clan was naturally strong, and even a tea bowl was likely to be stronger than the weight of a spiritual weapon, and Zuoqiu Maocheng would have to spend a lot of effort if he wanted to take these things away.

Sure enough, he took out a black cloth, spread it on the ground, packed many antiquities into it, and felt his waist bent while carrying it on his back, and it was simply difficult to walk.

Want to use the Retreat?

It wasn't so simple, he found that he had left by using the escape technique, but the antiquities were still in place, which was very inconvenient, so he could only run out with the antiquities on his back.

It's said to be running, but in fact, it's not even a brisk walk. Every step he took was very heavy, and he felt even heavier when he didn't take a step.

"The master is wise, even I have forgotten that the objects sealed in the Necronomicon will continue to increase the pressure if they want to leave the Necronomicon." Hei Lao secretly admired Jun Crazy in his heart. This thing that even he had forgotten, Jun Mad remembered it very clearly, "If this person only takes one and is not so greedy, it is like the ancestor demon who was proficient in the art of retreat before, and his subordinates really have no way to take him." ”

"Because the goals are different, the level of effort is also different." Jun Mad bowed slightly.

After several temptations, he decided to take only one item, without thinking about repairing it, because this person knew that his abilities were limited; And Zuoqiu Maocheng is very proud of himself, and he feels that if he has a strong cultivation and escape technique, then no one can stop him, he has the capital of greed, and he wants to take away all the items temporarily, and it is normal to be greedy and chew more.

If you want to say that Zuoqiu Maocheng is a person, he is very cerebral when he has brains, and he is especially drilled when he drills the tip of the horns.

This also made him feel that he couldn't help it.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zuoqiu Maocheng had already walked to the door of the Necromantic Hall with difficulty, Jun waved to Hei Lao to follow, and took the lead with a smile.

"Master, do you need your subordinates to go out and intercept?" Hei Lao hurriedly asked.

"No, he can't even walk a few steps." Jun laughed maliciously.

Hei Lao couldn't figure out what Jun wanted to do for a while, so he could only follow up and see what his master wanted to do.

He can see that Jun Mad wants Zuoqiu Maocheng to experience the feeling of falling from the sky to the ground, and experience it repeatedly, and he just needs to follow behind and watch Jun Mad "play".

"How...... How can it be! Before he got closer, he could hear Zuoqiu Maocheng's desperate cry.

Hei Lao looked out and found that although the space blockade of the Necronomicon Temple had been lifted, the space outside the Necronomicon Temple was completely blocked, and I was afraid that even a grain of wind and sand would be frozen in the air. And Zuoqiu Maocheng is comically trapped in this stagnant space, like a thief who has stolen too much.

If you say it's a thief, that's really appropriate, uninvited, don't ask for yourself, what is not a thief?

"I said you, are you still the clever King Zuo back then?" Jun Mad was in the stagnant space, but he didn't seem to encounter any obstacles, he circled around Zuoqiu Maocheng twice, and after admiring the embarrassment of the other party, he said with satisfaction, "I can tell you, I don't have any other hobbies, I just like to tease people like you." Looking at your stupidity now, how can I believe that you are the famous King Zuo back then? ”

"You ......"

"Don't be busy scolding me, I didn't say you're not the king of Zuo, right?" Jun laughed even more happily, "Actually, I have always felt that you were the tyrant Zuo Wang back then, but your Zuo Qiu Maocheng is not a symbol of wisdom, he is simply a pure tyrant, and it is your generals and military advisors who lead the troops to fight, and they are the real think tanks." ”

This point seemed to poke Zuoqiu Maocheng's sore spot, he was so stunned that he wanted to die or live, he couldn't get up in one breath and almost rolled his eyes, he was slapped back by Jun Mad with a slap, and he held back a mouthful of old blood, almost squirting on Jun Mad body.

Jun Mad dodged in disgust, and looked at him with a smile: "What? Did I get it right, or didn't I say it? ”

This obviously provocative attitude almost made Zuoqiu Maocheng spit out a second mouthful of old blood.

And now Zuo Qiu Maocheng is controlled by others, and he is so ridiculed by Jun Mad that no matter how strong his psychological construction is, he will inevitably not be able to withstand this kind of provocation, he glared at Jun Mad fiercely, and actually let go of the hand that was holding the burden: "One day, I will make you pay the price for today." ”

As he spoke, the man was gone.

"Master!" Hei Lao was startled, knowing that Zuoqiu Maocheng must have hid in a small space and died and didn't plan to come out, so he just waited until the end of the year to make sure that Jun was gone, and then changed his strategy, and moved out of the Necronomicon Hall one by one.

"Don't be in a hurry," the smile on the corner ......of Jun Mad's mouth remained the same, "I won't let him go, even if he escapes into a small space, I can still pull him out." He coughed lightly, as if trying to correct his previous words and deeds, "No, it's a type." ”

If Zuo Qiu Maocheng is unwilling to take the initiative to come out, he can only make this decision, now the unbounded boundary monument has a very fine wisp of infiltration into the passage connected to the small space, and when the time comes, the small space will be directly shattered, Zuo Qiu Maocheng will either die or be seriously injured, and it is better to fight back directly.

Thinking of this, Jun Mad moved his heart and suppressed the space, and sure enough, there was an extremely thin silk thread in his hand, and the silk thread loomed, and he would not notice it if he didn't look carefully.

(End of chapter)