If the Spirit Sniffer Ghost King was just simply surprised, the old man who had been wandering gracefully was hoarse, and his previous attitude of indifference had changed a hundred and eighty degrees.

The Spirit Sniffing Ghost King was not surprised by this, which of the hundred ghosts did not know that the Cangyan boy who was enough to rank among the top five among the thirty-six seeking ghosts and that night wandering spirit was a friend who forgot the year.

When something happened to the Chinese New Year's Eve, the Cangyan boy, that is, the old man, could be said to be one of the most angry people in the entire Hundred Ghosts Night Walk. At that time, the spiritual tide blown by his soul riot made the martial arts masters in the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk change color on the spot.

Some people say that Cangyan Tongzi was born with a spiritual mutation, which is difficult for ordinary people to compare, that is, if the martial arts master is completely shrouded by his spiritual power, his combat power will be halved, and there are also rumors that Cangyan Tongzi was actually a martial arts master in his early years, and he was at the top, so his spiritual power was fierce, but he was broken by someone, and his martial intent was shattered, which fell into the realm.

The truth is unknown, because this is what the cangyan boy looked like when he joined the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk ten years ago.

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At this time, Xiang Chen felt that the whole world was squeezing towards him, the concepts of time and space began to blur, and everything seemed to become bizarre.

"Let me ask you again, what is the relationship between you and the Night Wandering God?!"

The mood of the cangyan boy fluctuated abnormally, and the three or five hairs on his head stood up with the surging spiritual power, although it was funny, no one dared to laugh, not to mention the three people who were silent, even the spirit sniffing ghost king was unwilling to make a noise to provoke the cangyan boy at this time.

Changing to an ordinary eleven or twelve-star martial artist, he was probably shocked into a sky of flesh under the full pressure of the cangyan boy, even Xiang Chen was extremely uncomfortable at this time, so he subconsciously released the huge golden wings hidden in the shoulder blades, and the true yuan wings that were refined by a special method were substantial, the wind howled between the golden light flashes, Xiang Chen's wings shook, and the feathers on it trembled, keeping the oppression out, and he himself was swaying, and he jumped into the air in the blink of an eye.

Heavy wheezing came from high in the sky, Xiang Chen looked at the pale boy in horror, this inconspicuous old man was a little more fierce than the fierce Spirit Sniffing Ghost King.

At this time, this pale-faced boy, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he did not have any desire to pursue the victory, but just looked at the wings behind Xiang Chen in a daze.

Slowly, the trembling of his fingertips extended to his whole body, and the Spirit Sniffing Ghost King's footsteps moved lightly to his side and landed on his shoulder, and the Cangyan boy stopped trembling.

He asked the same sentence a third time: "You and ...... Night wandering god, what is the relationship? ”

The three times are different, the first time they are terrified, the second time they are angry, but now, they are mostly worried.

He has mixed tastes in his heart, and Xiang Chen's heart is even more upside down, if he changes his name, even if he has heard it in the past, and now that it is mentioned at first glance, he may have to think for a while.

But the name of the Night Wandering God is like engraved in his heart, because in the dreams a few years ago, the haunting scenes are so clear, Xiang Chen deeply remembers that the black-clothed people who chased and killed his brother Xiang Qiong once said such a sentence: "It is worthy of being the Night Wandering God, and it is really unscrupulous to cover up the traces!" ”

Night Wanderer, Night Wanderer!!

"My brother Xiang Qiong is a night wanderer?!" Xiang Chen asked in a trembling voice.

He actually already had the answer in his heart, and he didn't look up the information for the name of the Night Wanderer. Born in the southern wilderness, in the name of God, but he walks at night and specializes in ghostly things, isn't this name incomparably compatible with the night walk of a hundred ghosts?

After hearing this, the Cangyan boy immediately shook his head and said: "People in the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk never use their real names, no one knows whether the real name of the Night Wandering God is called Xiang Qiong, boy, I will give you a chance at the end, are you sure, we are friends and not enemies?" ”

Xiang Chen's wings converged and fell from the sky, more than 30 meters away from the two Cangyan boys, and said softly: "I came here today to ask about this, there is nothing to hide, Ye Changyang is my good big brother, and Xiang Qiong is my own brother, if you Hundred Ghosts Night Walk is indeed with these two people for a long time, I hope to tell you the truth." ”

Saying that, Xiang Chen arched his hand, and his whole body tensed, because he was not sure what the attitude of the hundred ghosts was at this time, but from the logical analysis of the front and back, it was probably a positive relationship with Ye Changyang, otherwise he would not be at war with his uncle's family.

Sure enough, hearing Xiang Chen's sincere and open attitude, the cang-faced boy and the Spirit Sniffing Ghost King glanced at each other, first let out a long breath, and then they were a little excited.

"Lingsniff, you take those three to walk slowly, and I'll take this kid first."

Seeing the spirit sniffing ghost king nodded, the Cangyan boy waved at Xiang Chen, and the two immediately galloped, this time the mentality of the rush was completely different, the Cangyan boy had the heart to take the school one or two, so he moved forward at full speed.

It's just that this time Xiang Chen didn't shy away from it, the two major acupuncture points of Yinlingquan and Knee Yang Guan in his knees were opened to the maximum, and even the wings of the Golden Winged Dapeng were not used, so they were not inferior to the Cangyan Boy. 163TXT

The latter glanced at it, the corners of his mouth rose, Shenxing Taibao is different from the rest of the Dijiang Nine Steps, it is very inconspicuous to use, if it is not deliberately observed, it really can't be found in the subtleties.

The cangyan boy couldn't help but recall that the night wandering god with the most rapid momentum in the night walk of the hundred ghosts at the beginning had the reputation of traveling three thousand miles at night.

Although in the contact with the Night Wanderer, both sides were wearing masks, but the Cangyan Boy somehow got it, the more he looked at Xiang Chen, the more pleasing it was to the eyes, and even that posture was in line with the Night Wanderer God in his memory.

Regarding the statement of the two brothers, Cangyan Tongzi believed eighty percent.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought it so easily to the peaceful village in front of him.

When Xiang Chen stepped into this village, he was immediately like falling into an ice cave, his sensitive spiritual power could sense that there were many obscure or gaze or perception falling on him, among which there were four or five that could be compared to his spirit sniffing ghost king.

A cold female voice suddenly sounded, hovering in the village: "Cangyan, what are you doing?" The newcomer was brought to the South Village to meet, who let you bring it directly here? ”

The cangyan boy was not angry, and he didn't dare to be angry, and the aunt who opened his mouth was the spirit sniffing ghost king and wanted to avoid him, so he whispered: "Mother Meng, I have something important to see the Lord." ”

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The next steps were beyond Xiang Chen's imagination, I thought that my identity was unknown to see the ghost master, and he would definitely be hindered in every way, and he was not surprised that even the eight ghost kings came out to obstruct him three or five, but when Cang Yan proposed to see the ghost master, whether it was Meng Po, who had not shown up before but had a cold drink, or the remaining ghost kings who were secretly observing, no one objected.

In fact, he didn't know that the framework of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk was relatively alternative, and the Eight Great Ghost Kings and the Thirty-six Dao Seeking Ghosts were not strictly subordinate relationships, especially the top few among the Dao Seekers, and they were tied with the status of the Eight Great Ghost Kings.

In the entire night walk of the hundred ghosts, there is only one voice, and that is the ghost master.

Therefore, when the cangyan boy wants to dock with the ghost master, the rest of the people have no right to interfere.

In front of Xiang Chen, there was a white-faced scholar who was standing at this time, and in a courtyard where they were located, the yard was full of peach blossom trees, so pink that they couldn't do it, and when the wind blew, the petals fell down and fell to the ground.

An eight-foot striped ebony table is in the middle of the courtyard, on which is a yellowed rice paper, and a white-faced scholar is dressed in white, holding a sheep's hair, splashing ink.

The cangyan boy took Xiang Chen to stand ten meters away, and he didn't dare to come out, but Xiang Chen looked at it from afar, secretly speechless.

This scholar looked elegant and abnormal, if ordinary people were to guess, he was afraid that he would not even be able to hold the knife steadily when killing a chicken, but he was such a person, but the word "kill" was written on the rice paper.

The first glance was staggering, and the second glance was that Xiang Chen's eyes were straight.

The white-faced scholar is obviously not a calligrapher, and his handwriting is sloppy and barely stained with a pen, but there is still a considerable distance from the three points of the wood, but above the font, the unique charm makes Xiang Chen completely immersed in it.

It wasn't until the scholar stopped his pen and put the sheep on the mountain of yellow wax stone pens in his natural form that one hundred and eight words of "kill" were already on the paper, and he turned his head to see that it was already close at hand.

The cangyan boy was so frightened that he was going to die, he didn't dare to stop Xiang Chen when he walked forward before, he didn't know that his master had a hobby of writing in his life, and he was most taboo to write when he was noisy, disturbing his Yaxing is the eight ghost kings, and he couldn't say that he wanted to go to bed and lie down for ten days and a half months.

I can't help but be frightened, Xiang Chen is a raw face, his little arms and legs, if the ghost lord really makes a move with anger, he will definitely evaporate instantly.

Sure enough, the scholar, that is, the ghost master, locked his eyebrows, and the pale-faced boy's heart suddenly burst out, and he wanted to speak first, but Xiang Chen suddenly said at this time: "The thirteenth killing word, I can't understand it, can you please explain one or two?" ”

Hearing this, the ghost lord raised his eyebrows, and the face of the literati, which was originally an unusual literati style, immediately changed its charm under his expression, and a stream of evil seeped out.

The ghost lord himself looks a little evil, and his face is white and he doesn't need to look like a middle-aged person, but if you look closely, you can't be sure, is it thirty or forty fifty, or just twenty?

The ghost master did not kill Xiang Chen on the spot, but asked with great interest, "Do you know how to kill?" ”

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