The two of them galloped in the opposite direction to the entrance of the city, and behind the howling wind behind them were the Yin soldiers who condensed into one.

When Jiang Futing was looking for a hiding place, he couldn't help but look back, and the black clouds hanging in the air seemed to be about to fall down in the next second.

It was dark all around, and for a moment only a terrible wind howled.

And following behind the Yin soldiers, it was the ghost people who had been successfully brainwashed and wanted to rebel, and at this moment they seemed to have formed another magnificent sea of clouds, closely following the army.

"This way!" Mei Jibei was the first to see a relatively hidden abandoned shop, and shouted in a suppressed voice.

Jiang Futing dodged in, then poked out half of his head, and continued to stare at the people who were leading in the air in the distance.

It wasn't until Bai Tang and Zhao Cheng went in that his heart was also led in, hanging higher and higher.

It's a pity that they can't wait for any results, and the Yin soldiers have been heavily guarded, and they have encircled the Zhao Mansion like zongzi.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost people who followed behind under the leadership of the fake Mei Jibei, a large area of black and dark scattered and covered the entire street, and the mighty appearance can be called a realistic version of the old boy, with an indescribable grandeur.

When they arrived at the gate of Zhao's mansion, these ghost people did not stop, and obediently listened to the fake command and moved to the middle of the city.

Jiang Futing lowered his head, and he couldn't even see a single trace of his hair, judging the approximate distance only by the movement of the wind and fire in front of him.

And the impostors outside are busy maintaining order, and they don't forget to do their best to continue brainwashing.

The sound of the jingling bell in his hand is like the sound of a child hanging a bell playing on the street, crisp and clear.

In the crowded streets, except for the howling of the gloomy wind, only the loud and pleasant bells kept swaying.

Jiang Futing subconsciously followed the jingle bell and looked at the bell in the impostor's hand, and then was silent for a long time, and suddenly remembered something.

In a hurry, he took out the cloth bag and was about to rummage for something, ignoring Luo Zhiqiu, who was stuffed inside.

The moment the bag was torn open, a black image of a wild horse scattered with joy came out in a puff of smoke.

While Jiang Futing took out his things, he didn't forget to give Mei Jibei a look.

Mei Jibei comprehended, and reacted quickly to press Luo Zhiqiu's head with one hand, and tightly covered his mouth with the other.

This is the cradle that they are almost exposed.

"Hmm! Not! Luo Zhiqiu is like a kidnapped woman from a good family, unwilling to die.

Jiang Futing coldly admonished: "Be quiet. ”

After speaking, he happened to touch something in his hand that he was looking for.

The moment the bell was taken out, Luo Zhiqiu was so shocked that he even forgot to struggle, staring blankly at his hand.

Jiang Futing took care of himself, and just checked the magic weapon.

If he hadn't seen the counterfeit just now, he would have almost forgotten that he had it.

The main reason is that there are too many treasures in Bai Tang, and he has also received a lot of orders this year, and the bells collected on the mountain at that time have long been left behind.

After making sure that there was no problem, he raised his head in Mei Jibei's equally surprised gaze.

The other party's eyes are clearly written: Where did you get this thing?

Luo Zhiqiu rarely had a united front with Mei Jibei for a short time, glaring at his master: That's it! Where did you get that thing?

Jiang Futing was also embarrassed to say that it was stolen: "When I was practicing in the mountains, a senior gave it to me. ”

Luo Zhiqiu: "You lied to the ghost......"

Jiang Futing glanced at him up and down with the eyes of caring for the mentally handicapped child, and then handed the bell to Mei Jibei without hesitation: "There is something that only you can do."

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When Kita took over the things, he still didn't react and was stunned.

Then he lowered his head and looked at the bell in his hand, he swallowed his saliva, and vaguely guessed what Jiang Futing was going to do, and his expression was a little complicated for a while.

The Immortal Sect belongs to the crooked and evil way, and this kind of thing that belongs to the crooked and evil way of the Immortal Sect is naturally an evil weapon for him.

Teachers are trained, do not associate with evil demons, and do not use evil things.

He recited his rules several times in his stomach, and his eyes gradually became jealous as he watched the bell, as if he were looking at a heinous thing.

Mei Jibei hesitated again and again, but finally gave up, carefully lifting the bell in his palm, he was about to return it.

Luo Zhiqiu was already very upset by his grinding and chirping appearance: "My family trusts you and lends you things, and you still kick your nose in the face, right?" ”

"I didn't!" Mei Jibei was in a hurry to argue, and with a strain of both hands, he squeezed the bell back into his hand.

After that, he said to Jiang Futing with a guilty face: "I'm sorry, the Shangqing Sect rules taboo anything related to the evil demons. ”

After Luo Zhiqiu heard this, it seemed that he had been insinuated as an evil demon, and the whole person was not good!

He jumped to his feet in anger and shouted, "Who are you talking about! ”

Before Jiang Futing was about to sprinkle, he quickly blocked his mouth with a chain.

There are many rules and regulations of the famous and decent family, and he is not unaware, if it is not for the special situation now, he does not want to trouble others to break the rules, so he has to say:

"It's been erased by my senior brother a long time ago, and now it's not an immortal sect. What's more, now this bell is related to the people of the world, do you choose to abide by the rules for a while, or do you think that the common people are important? ”

Mei Jibei pursed his lips.

The ghost tide army outside is getting closer and closer to them, and at this time, there is no more than a hundred meters away, and it will be in front of them in a few moments, and then it will be the best time to steal the sky.

Without more time for him to weigh it up, any more second wasted will make them miss out on the opportunity.

The furrow between the eyebrows is getting deeper and deeper, why do you want to do so much at this time?

Of course, the righteousness of the world is important, the world is gone, and where else will people abide by the old and rigid door rules.

He gritted his teeth and carefully took the bell: "Okay, how do you do it?" ”

Jiang Futing stared intently at the situation ahead: "When the team is ten meters away, Luo Zhiqiu will lure him over." ”

Luo Zhiqiu, who has always been arranged clearly: "What? Am I bait again? ”

Jiang Futing: "Do you have Mei Jibei's face?" ”

Luo Zhiqiu shook his head.

Jiang Futing: "Have you ever played a fake game?" ”

Luo Zhiqiu shook his head frantically, and after shaking it, he suddenly paused, as if he understood the cruel truth, and then fell down.

Jiang Futing said with a look of relief: "I smelled your breath before the fake, don't worry, as long as you appear, he will definitely catch you, and the new and old hatreds will be avenged." ”

Luo Zhiqiu: Rest assured...... It is impossible to rest assured, absolutely impossible.

Mei Jibei didn't seem to see the tears on his face, and like Jiang Futing, he devoted himself to work.

After listening to this, he knew what to do, and continued: "After he has lured the counterfeit card over, you take the opportunity to catch him, and I will turn it into a fake and use your bell to control these ghosts." ”

"Yes, after controlling it, the most important thing is to re-brainwash." Jiang Futing said: "It just so happens that all the ghost people in the city are concentrated here, and it is also the best time to uproot the buried formation, and when the time comes, I will act with Luo Zhiqiu, and you need to find a way to delay here." ”

Mei Jibei grimaced, nodded very solemnly, and patted his chest confidently: "Don't worry, no."

It's a speech, and the hundreds of rules of the Shangqing School alone are enough for me to read for a while. ”

Luo Zhiqiu: Brother, you are serious???

Mei Jibei's serious face is indeed serious.

As the so-called courtesy is still exchanged, Jiang Futing borrowed him a bell, for the sake of the world, he naturally couldn't hide his secrets anymore, so he took out a cone-shaped magic weapon from his body and handed it out.

The workmanship of this ritual vessel is quite exquisite, layer after layer of gears are closely interlocked, and the concave and convex gears on the gears symbolize yin and yang, and there are some incomprehensible runes engraved on it.

As the direction is moved, the gears on the artifact will change sensitively according to the position, light and breath.

Jiang Futing was silent for a moment at this magic weapon, and then thought about his own magic weapon like a bag of garbage.

Sure enough, the magic weapons of the Great Gate Sect seem to be a little taller.

Mei Jibei waited for him to take it before explaining: "This is a magic weapon independently developed by our sect specifically for the purpose of measuring arrays, which is similar to a sensor. It will make judgments based on the appropriate position of the formation, the impact of the breath on the outside world, and the climate, and other details, which is especially suitable for your ......"

Jiang Futing's face was embarrassed.

He changed his words to a more subtle expression: "People who are not too sensitive to formation or enchantment." ”

Jiang Futing put away the magic weapon expressionlessly and nodded.

During the conversation, the ghost tide outside was almost close at hand, and the impostor who took the lead was about to reach the distance they had agreed on, and the three of them invariably began to concentrate highly and gradually entered a state of readiness.

Mei Jibei's face was pressed against someone's body, so naturally he was uncomfortable to look at.

However, at this moment, the impostor was oblivious to the death that was gradually coming from behind him, and he was dancing with high emotions, affectionately exaggerating the benefits of rebellion.

Until the moment he stepped on the expected position, Luo Zhiqiu rushed out like an arrow off the string, and his movements were capable without dragging the mud and water.

He thought of the scene a few hours ago, in order to avoid this impostor, he was still embarrassed to jump up and down, and the idea of communiqué personal vendetta spontaneously arose.

However, it was too late to say that it was too fast, and at the moment when the ghost qi burst out of his fist, the imposter was not a simple commodity after all, and when he sensed an aura full of murderous intent behind him, he quickly mobilized the aura in his body.

The moment he turned around, his arm had already been raised, and although he was in a hurry, his palm still took Luo Zhiqiu's surprise attack firmly.

Luo Zhiqiu was unexpectedly surprised, but he didn't stop immediately, and a stronger ghost aura surged towards him.

Even if the strength of the impostor is higher than Luo Zhiqiu, he has been slapped with such a dead hand, and it is already the limit to be able to react.

He was not at the level of coaxing to the level of the master, and he couldn't hold on long under this fierce attack, and he was shocked back a few meters away by Luo Zhiqiu's strong force.

Luo Zhiqiu's blow also consumed a lot, and he was a little out of strength for a while, but he was also addicted to it, and avenged the previous one-arrow revenge.

When he saw that the imposter had recovered one step ahead of him, and that the flames were burning in his vicious eyes, he immediately felt bad, and ran back wildly.

The wind on both sides was distorted by the wind on both sides, but the distance between him and the man behind him was still shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

! ! !

This familiar plot is exactly the same as a few hours ago, and it's even more exciting!

Before, he thought the imposter was just catching him.

Right now......

Luo Zhiqiu felt the monstrous murderous intent behind him with anxiety in his heart, and felt that he didn't wait to run, and he was scared to death!

Jiang Futing and Mei Jibei, who were hiding behind, also raised their hearts.

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