"Who would have thought..."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man cautiously glanced at the direction of the house, as if he was afraid of something, and beckoned to Mo Yuan to come closer.

Mo Yuan was curious, but he also leaned his ears over as he said, only to hear the middle-aged man deliberately lower his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard by others.

Just two days ago, it was rumored that one of the two brothers was a "ghost". ”

"Ghosts?"

Mo Yuan's face was confused, but his heart was shocked, he seemed to have heard similar statements before... Could it be that ...

"Oh, yes, by the way, the little brother just came out, right? It's normal to not know, but the people here more or less have some attributes with a high degree of affinity, and even some attributes that they haven't even heard of. ”

The middle-aged man patted his forehead when he saw Mo Yuan's confused appearance, looking like he had forgotten something.

"But these are not important, if you are interested, I will tell you in detail if I have a chance in the future, mainly because of the attributes of this "ghost". ”

"What's wrong with this property?"

Mo Yuan asked curiously, and the hysterical roar of the man in black before was still in his ears.

"There is nothing wrong with the attribute itself, the main thing is that the attribute is different from the normal attribute, in addition to the step-by-step cultivation, there is also a shortcut."

Speaking of shortcuts, the middle-aged man's face not only did not have a trace of envy, but instead revealed deep fear, and Mo Yuan noticed that although the other party's body was not obvious, it was still trembling slightly.

"Are you alright? Is there anything wrong with that shortcut? ”

Mo Yuan asked with concern, and just as the middle-aged man was about to answer, the crowd around him suddenly became noisy, which immediately attracted the attention of Mo Yuan and the middle-aged man.

I saw that a group of people in strange costumes outside had begun to lose patience, and one of the girls with a staff fired a fireball and blasted open the wooden door in front of her.

With a bang, the flame-burning sawdust that exploded flew in all directions, causing a panic among the crowd, but it was only panic.

The crowd of onlookers here didn't seem to be ordinary people, and the middle-aged man who had just been talking to Mo Yuan casually opened a light curtain to block all the wood chips flying in his direction.

Looking at the thin layer of light in front of him, Mo Yuan's face was a little exciting, he never thought that he had found a middle-aged man who looked kind at random and was still a master.

But without waiting for Mo Yuan to ask the man next to him, two people finally came out of the house.

The two men can be recognized as twins at a glance, and the two people carved out of almost one mold seem to be undernourished all year round, their faces are a little yellow, their bodies are thin, and their eyes are full of thick dark circles as if they haven't slept well.

"The one who is a little taller and has a black mole on his face is the elder brother, his name is Ye Qing, the one who is suspected of being a "ghost" is him, and the person who is a little shorter and has an unhappy face next to him is the younger brother, called Ye Yang. ”

The middle-aged man pointed to the two brothers without a trace and introduced them to Mo Yuan.

"These two brothers have always been very polite to everyone, and most people don't dislike them even though they don't have much intersection, but it's a pity..."

Mo Yuan's heart jumped when he heard this, and he hurriedly asked, "What is a pity?" ”

The middle-aged man didn't explain this time, just looked at the door of the house and said lightly.

"Look, you'll know right away."

Mo Yuan still wanted to ask, but his eyes were stung by a sudden light, and when his eyes were slightly used to this strong light, he endured the stinging sensation in his eyes.

An old man dressed in white clothes with gold embroidery and looking solemn was holding a scepter shining with golden light in both hands, and his mouth kept spitting out obscure words.

Although Mo Yuan couldn't understand a single syllable, there was always a faint sense of suppression rushing towards him.

Mo Yuan, who was far away, only felt a little suppressive force, but the situation of the two brothers who faced the old man was obviously much worse, and Ye Yang was a little better, but he was sweating all over his face and maintained his standing posture.

But Ye Qing, who is the elder brother, is obviously in a very bad situation at the moment, the whole person can't stop trembling, and a trace of black gas involuntarily gushes out of the body, forming a thin layer of black film on the surface of the body.

"Humph! Dare to resist stubbornly! ”

The old man shouted angrily, but the golden light emitted by the scepter in his hand became more and more intense, and in the blink of an eye, the black membrane on the surface of Ye Qing's body melted away like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.

"Roar!"

An eerie howl came out, and Mo Yuan felt that the voice seemed to be a little familiar, it seemed to be similar to the sound made by those powerful ghosts when they were injured, but there were some differences in it...

The people around him didn't think as much as Mo Yuan thought, and at the same time as this voice sounded, the faces that looked at Ye Qing changed one by one, if it was just suspicion and vigilance, the expressions on people's faces at this moment were all disgust and hatred.

"The Holy Messenger... Listen to me, my brother didn't..."

Seeing his brother's condition, Ye Yang forced the pressure and opened his mouth to speak for his younger brother, but he saw the old man who was called by him as a holy envoy snorted coldly, and raised his hand casually, Ye Yang suddenly felt that the pressure doubled.

The barely maintained standing was now impossible, and as soon as the knees were bent, he fell to the ground on his knees, and his hands were holding the ground rigidly, but he couldn't even open his mouth anymore.

"Brother!"

Although Ye Qing's expression was very painful, he was still standing in front of the old man at this moment, although the strange howl coming from his body was getting weaker and weaker, but the situation was much better than his younger brother who couldn't move.

Seeing his younger brother kneeling on the ground with a painful face, Ye Qing only felt a nameless fire rising from his heart.

Why? Why are they doing this to us? We've done our best just to survive, and we've done nothing to be sorry for you, so why do this to us?

Roaring unwillingly in his heart, his eyes became red unconsciously, he raised his head and stared at the old man holding the scepter in front of him, and said with difficulty: "Why? ”

The tone was full of incomprehension and resentment, the old man didn't seem to have the desire to talk to him more, the resentment in Ye Qing's eyes was looked at by the old man facing Ye Qing, and the killing intent in his eyes was suddenly great.

"Do the evil people still have to engage in fearless battles of tongues? Hurry up and follow your envoys to eradicate the evil spirits! ”

The scepter in the old man's hand seemed to be in control of the two brothers and couldn't spare his hand, calling a group of people standing behind him to make a move, a group of people with various weapons in their hands obviously gave the old man face, and suddenly the sword and sword, the fireball thundered... The power of various skills made this small square area seem a little depressing.

Feeling the huge pressure on his face, Mo Yuan couldn't help but wonder in his heart, did he guess wrong? Judging from the situation of the ghost cultivator he met before, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of so many people, but that ghost cultivator clearly said that he killed the enemy with his own hands to take revenge.

The scene in the field naturally would not stop because of Mo Yuan's doubts, Ye Qing looked at the various skills that were getting closer and closer in front of him, the threat of death had never been so directly placed in front of him, he seemed to have seen the god of death grinding his sickle not far away and smiling at himself...

Ye Qing frantically urged the few energy in his body to break free from the shackles and take his younger brother to avoid this fatal moment, but the direct strength gap between him and the old man seemed to be a gap between heaven and man, let alone breaking free, he couldn't even shake the suppressive power.

"Am I going to die here? No! I'm not reconciled! ”

Ye Qing roared wildly, and the darkness gushing out of his body became faster and faster, but unfortunately it dissipated without a trace the moment he came into contact with the light shining on his body, and it seemed that he was going to die.

Just as Ye Qing was becoming more and more desperate, he suddenly felt his body loosen, and the light that had been suppressing him seemed to be blocked by something.

Looking at the skill that was about to hit him, Ye Qing didn't have time to think about why, so he picked up his younger brother next to him and rolled to the side.

At the same time, a large amount of black mist poured out of the body to obscure the view.

Rumble!

The huge explosion sound accompanied by the tremor of the ground made everyone a little dazed, looking at the position of the sky full of sand and dust and wisps of black mist, everyone's hearts couldn't help but flash a question.

That ghost cultivator, is he dead?