Xu Facheng, Zhao Feng, and Shuoyue followed behind Qin Kun, their expressions were quite depressed.

Why did the situation change as soon as Qin Kun came?

And Qin Kun didn't kill a single ghost, just said a few words and learned a few tricks, this group of big ghosts who were just like outlaws, bowed their heads?

"Senior Brother Xu...... Since ancient times, the ghosts have taken different paths, will the Qin family be a little too simple, follow them to the inner city like this, what if there is fraud? ”

The three of them fell last, and Shuoyue said in a very low voice.

Xu Facheng pondered for a moment and replied in a low voice: "Compared to the fact that the good and evil of the Daomen and the ghosts are not separated, it is very easy for people like Qin Kun to reach a certain consensus with the ghosts...... You have to get used to ......."

Zhao Feng nodded and agreed: "Yes, if there is fraud, he is also fraudulent, this kind of reckless man who loves to fight, suddenly he doesn't use his fists to solve things, and eighty percent of them have ghosts in their hearts." ”

Shuoyue couldn't cry or laugh, Qin Kun was the leader of the Maoshan Dan Society, how could he be described as so evil.

After sighing, Shuoyue looked at the ghost in front of her.

The rotten face ghost followed behind Qin Kun and was submissive, which was diametrically opposed to the posture of Zhizhu just now, and at first glance, the city was extremely deep. Shuoyue doesn't like this guy very much.

Qin Kun would actually take him under his command? Figure what?

On the inner city wall, Qin Kun walked in front, the rotten ghost followed behind, and next to him was a group of ghost generals who saw the wind and steered the rudder.

They looked at the head of Zhang Bu with a rotten face, Zhang Bu had surrendered to the enemy, and they still resisted what to do.

Besides, this Yang Master seems to have really come here to learn from each other.

"If you are afraid of your king's inquiry, don't come with me. On this trip, we are looking for a big ghost to learn how to fight, and by the way, we will take over the city. You have also seen that the yang people are not interested in the ghost town, and the takeover is also to avoid chaos, and they will be blamed by the drunk, after all, it is the yang people who are the yin and the yin. So as long as your king doesn't fight with us and is willing to surrender, we will leave after the fight. ”

Those who have survived until now are ghosts.

Qin Kun's words have too much to ponder.

If Qin Kun takes the ghost city, they will be the first to defect, and if Qin Kun doesn't take it, he will also throw the pot to Zhang Bu. If Qin Kun took Weizhou City and subdued several ghost kings, that day would be no different from before. And after the death of so many ghost generals and ghost kings, his rights will definitely be greater.

Maybe we can take over the big city!

No matter how you think about it, it's beneficial.

At this time, if you are afraid to leave, there will definitely not be many people who will get benefits in the future.

"Qin Lingguan said with a smile, several masters have been down to the eight counties in five days, and the talents of the heavens, we have done our best."

This group of ghosts will make up their minds, Zhang Bu will not leave, they will not go!

The current situation is quite good, there is no need to fight and kill, all the way to the inner city by looking at the scenery, how freehand.

The head of the city is very wide, and it is also very cold, the further you go to the middle, the heavier the cold, ice ballast has appeared on the city wall, and Qin Kun also feels a little cold in his limbs.

You can see frozen bones along the way, and I heard Zhang Bu say that these guys are Wei Demon Guards, and most of the ghost generals present started from the pawns of the city, and the pawns who can survive the extremely cold and yin qi are qualified to become the elite of Wei Zhou.

There are more and more corpses, some of the bones are standing upright in place, they have been frozen to death for I don't know how long, their souls are not gone, their consciousness has disappeared, and they have become eternal ice sculptures, guarding this place.

"Master, I also inquired with the generals along the way, but I don't have that sacred heart. Are you sure that thing is in town? Zhang Bu asked respectfully.

"It should be near Weizhou City."

Qin Kun is not sure if he is in the city, according to the urine nature of the system, it is also possible to be around.

"Well, there's only one place where there will be. Burial pits. ”

Burial pits?

"Where is this place?"

"The treasure of the four ghost kings. Legend has it that under the central hall, the subordinates were not qualified enough and had never entered. ”

On the city wall, Qin Kun stood still and said to Zhang Bu and the other ghost generals: "Well, I'll take a look." You must remember, don't intervene when we fight with the ghost king for a while, even if those ghost kings have a chance of winning, otherwise if you will be taken care of at that time, don't blame me for not reminding you. ”

The ghost generals shrunk their necks and bowed down.

Qin Kun had just taken down three ghost generals in an instant, and it was effortless, they couldn't compare. It also means that they are not qualified to participate in the fighting method at the level of the ghost king, anyway, when Zhang Bu takes the blame, several kings will be held accountable and returned to Zhang Bu.

Zhang Bu was a little passive, how could he not know what the idea of these guys was?

Hearing this, he smiled bitterly: "Master, is it a big chance to win?" ”

"It's not big, it's not small."

The ambiguous answer made Zhang Bu's heart darken, how could Qin Kun's words not knock on himself? Zhang Bu really couldn't figure out how Qin Kun noticed him, and with such care, his expedient measures were very likely to dig a hole for himself.

After that, even if the ghost king wins, his trust in him will be greatly reduced, which is not the result he wants.

He pondered for a moment in his heart, and suddenly a thought popped up, today's situation, on the contrary, Qin Kun won, which is the most beneficial to himself!

"Master, I'll follow you."

Qin Kun glanced at Zhang Bu and smiled slightly.

……

In the inner city, the streets are closed and locked, and the ghost people look out through the gaps, one by one, looking at the wide street, and three yang people are coming.

A monk, a Taoist priest, a woman.

Miaoshan, Mo Wuji, and Chu Qianxun walked on the empty street and felt a burst of gloom.

The cold wind blew the corners of their clothes and penetrated into the depths of their souls, and they were a little cold, and even more tired.

In the inner city, the walls of the royal city are still towering, and this state city is like a fortress, revealing mystery and unknown.

A river of blood passed through the city, with a fishy wind, penetrated into the royal city, Miao Shan saw that the gate of the royal city was open, and at this moment, there was no half a ghost.

The three of them and the ghost walked in one after another, and then heard the sound of the gate of the royal city closing.

The fog shrouded the entire royal city, and the stone tablet at the gate had four big characters written on it: Kill those who come.

"Senior Brother Miaoshan, this stone tablet is a bit interesting."

Mo Wuji stretched out his hand, the sky seemed to be raining, the rain was continuous, and it hurt a little when it fell on his hand.

Chu Qianxun patted his shoulders like ashes, the yang lamp was lit, and there was no rain close.

Miao Shan was full of mist and resisted the erosion of the rain.

Mo Wuji opened the wooden box on his back and took out an oil-paper umbrella.

Three Yang people, an empty city.

There are ghosts crying and wolves howling, but there is no sound.

In the river of blood, countless grievances drilled out, transformed into ghosts and ghosts, and rushed towards the three of them, and after being dispersed by the yang qi, they smiled and drilled back into the river.

It's not a ghost, but what is it......

"Teachers, don't come unharmed."

On the side of the bridge, an old fisherman, smiled and turned his head to open his mouth to the three of them.

Lao Suo stretched out his hand to dispel the illusionary spirits, and looked at the three of them casually.

A handsome monk, a dusty Taoist priest, and a woman with calm eyes.

"Amitabha, dare to ask Your Excellency's name."

"I've forgotten my name, just call me Fisherman."

"I'm here just to learn."

"Well, I've heard, high-sounding reasons, but it's acceptable." Yu Su put away the fishing rod and smiled, "Lao Jiu followed you, which surprised me." He has always had his eyes above the top. ”

The fisherman walked to a safe distance from the three of them and stopped.

"So, don't let me down."

"Please advise."

Miao Shan bowed his head, and then raised his head, it was already Shura's body.