The most important thing is his hat, a long black tapered hat, which is different from that of a Western chef, with a pointed top, which is the same as the black and white impermanence on the top of his head that I remember.

"I wanted to quietly detain this kid's soul, but it seems that it won't work, in order not to leak the news of this Yin Division's private yang, you have to disappear today."

This black-faced man, more precisely, should be a, said gloomily, and the gaze of the gloomy owl swept back and forth on the three of us and one ghost.

Listening to his tone is not only to kill us, but also to dissipate our souls.

And unlike that night in Beiquan, the senior brother was obviously seriously injured, but this was safe and sound, and even the thirty-six tricks could not be used.

"People walk the Yangguan Road, ghosts cross the Nai He Bridge, and the sword is not exhausted, even if you are black and impermanent, you are a ghost in the underworld, you can't go against the grain, ignore the way of heaven, go to the yang world in private, and detain the soul without authorization, right?"

The senior brother slowly straightened up, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the black-faced ghost opposite and said.

The expression is calm, neither humble nor arrogant.

I thought to myself: As expected, this lord with a long conical hat and a black chain in his hand is really the black impermanence of black and white impermanence in the underworld.

Thinking about it this way, I am not so scared anymore, and a scene from the film and television drama still comes to mind, the black and white impermanence is scared by a monkey.

"When you are gone, who will know what is happening today? Hey, hey, hey!"

Hei Wuchang was unmoved by his senior brother's words, and said with a sinister smile.

"Bold! Not to mention the Emperor Xudu, with the supernatural powers of the Five Ghost Emperors, how can you not detect what you are doing? Although you have been in the underworld for a long time, I am afraid that you have not tasted the taste of the Nine Hells, right? ”

What the senior brother said was impassioned, and I was deeply inspired, so I walked up to the senior brother and said:

"You, beware that I call Monkey King, and beat you up with a lot of blood!"

After that, he put on a posture that he thought was very handsome, and he was proud.

After I finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly became eerily quiet, unprecedentedly quiet.

I felt strange, looked at my brother, and saw that my brother raised his right hand again at this moment, but instead of wiping the corners of his mouth, he held his forehead, and I couldn't understand it.

Hei Wuchang was stunned for a few seconds, and then trembled violently, I thought that his words really worked, he was scared like this, and he didn't run away quickly.

But then, when the chains in Hei Wuchang's hands rushed straight towards me, I woke up like a dream.

This guy was trembling not because he was afraid, but because he was angry.

I didn't know why, I didn't know how to resist, so I froze in place, wondering if I had said something wrong.

Black impermanence doesn't give me a chance to reflect, and at the same time as the chains fly over, he can't wait to rush towards me, feeling like he has suffered a great shame, and if he doesn't finish me with his own hands, it will be difficult to eliminate the cruelty in his heart, and his own chains will not work.

At this moment, three figures, two large and one small also rushed over in an instant, blocking in front of me.

Without making a sound, the three figures flew upside down, slammed to the ground, and then remained motionless.

The black chain was blocked, its momentum weakened, and it stopped in front of my eyes, but I didn't have the heart to pay attention to it, and quickly looked at the two people on the ground.

Senior Brother and Dao Fan, their bodies were twisted, blood was gushing from the corners of their mouths, and they were unconscious.

Bei Bei is even more miserable, her whole body is basically transparent, and she is about to dissipate.

I wanted to shout their names, but my throat felt like a layer of cotton was gagged, and I couldn't make a sound.

Under the blow of the black impermanence chain, the life and death of the senior brother Daofan and the others were uncertain, and Bei Bei was also scattered.

The black impermanence did not stop there, and in the blink of an eye, the volley reached the top of my head, and his right hand became a claw, grabbing my head Heavenly Spirit Gai.

I was filled with grief and indignation, my teeth were gritted, my fists were clenched, and I turned into the stunned green of Beiquan that night, ready to swing my fist.

I've only known my senior brother and Dao Fan for a few days, and it's not a blood relationship, not to mention Beibei, it's just a little ghost hiding in my pocket.

But even so, when my life was at stake, they disregarded their own comfort and came forward to save them, in this world, such people are afraid of rare, and in the underworld, such foolish ghosts must be rare.

I know that I am going to die too, and I can die with them, and I will die without regrets, but if I want to die for something, I will definitely die.

We stayed at home in a good manner, and we didn't recruit anyone to provoke anyone at all, but suddenly such a plague god came, and without saying a word, we were going to detain the soul of Dao Fan, should we stand idly by?

It's true that the moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have good and bad luck, and no one knows what will happen next, but it's too unacceptable to die like this, if I say that because I threaten the black impermanence, I was killed by him in anger and shame, and the ghost doesn't believe it.

The black claws immediately touched my hair, but my fist never reached him, like a flower in water, the moon in the mirror, close at hand, and far away in the sky. Thought:

Hey, that's it, even if you hit him, it is estimated that it will be an itch in the boots, and there is no threat to him, it is better to save your energy, put on a good pose, and die a dignified death.

So he put his fist away, closed his eyes and waited.

In this way, my heart is as calm as water, and every bit of the past 24 years has flashed in my mind like a fast-forward movie.

The master-apprentice relationship that has been formed in the past eight years is still hidden in my heart after all, and I am afraid that I will not know it until such a situation.

In addition to being reluctant to be a master and blaming myself for not being filial to my parents, the only thing I regret is that I am about to die, but I haven't even pulled the girl's hand, which is really a big regret in life.

In the blink of an eye, it felt like a century, and when I opened my eyes again, I felt as if I was about to take off.

Just like the dream of flying when I was a child, I tapped my toes on the ground and gradually felt my body float.

Seeing that his feet were about half a meter above the ground, he suddenly felt that there was danger behind him. At this time, I was like having wings on my shoulders and eyes on the back of my head, and I turned slightly sideways in the air, dodging the attack from behind.

Thinking with my toes, I also knew that it was Black Impermanence who was sneaking up on my back, but just now, didn't he already use his method of grasping at my skull, which resembled the Nine Yin White Bone? Could it be that my head is too hard and his claws are helpless?

Just as I was about to turn my head, I saw a person lying on the ground under my feet, dressed very familiarly, and his posture was even more peculiar.

He was dressed in loose white short-sleeved shirts, white denim trousers, and a pair of blue canvas shoes on his feet.

Look at his posture again:

With his face on the ground, his body is straight, but his hands are behind his back, which makes him feel awkward no matter how he looks at it.

"This man is dressed with great taste, on par with me, but is he doing push-ups with his head?"

I looked down at the man on the ground, pondering the origin of his form, and laughed unconsciously.

"Hey, Little Zero! How big is your heart? It's all ghosts, and it's okay to giggle at their own corpses. ”

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the other side of the ground.

I quickly turned my head to look, because the owner of this voice was the senior brother I thought was dead.

Supporting the ground with one hand and holding his chest with the other, the senior brother slowly stood up, shook the dust off his body, and rolled his eyes to look at me.

"You're not dead, brother, great!"

I floated towards my brother in surprise, and my body fell to the ground.

"I'm not dead, but you're dead, the corpse you just laughed at is your own, are you surprised, surprised?"