After seeing Bai Wuqiu take out the stack of silk silk from the skin, the plague god's face was a little unnatural. It can be seen that if he hadn't been choked by Xi Yingzhen, he would have rushed over to snatch these silk silks at this time.

"What is this...... "After leaving the silk silk on the ground, Bai Wuqiu poured down the skin in his hand again. Seeing that nothing was thrown out, the second stunned man threw the skin bag in his hand into the ground together, turned around and frowned and said to Gui Fei and Xi Yingzhen: "See?" There are no artifacts or magic weapons. Still listen to Lao Tzu, old man Xi, you kill this immortal, and then Lao Tzu digs a pit and buries him. When the time comes, the basin will be put on Hirohito's head, and it will have nothing to do with us......"

"Silly son, the powerful artifact in your hand." At this time, Gui Fu had already come over and picked up these silk silks from the ground. The old guy sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the silk silk one by one. While looking at his mouth, he muttered: "This dense crowd also has the names of one or two thousand people, immortals, are these people you want to take away?" ”

"This is my priesthood," the plague god continued, after taking a few breaths, "there are thirteen thousand seven hundred and seventy-five names in this, all of whom are dying after contracting the epidemic. However, these plagues were not large, and they lasted only one hundred and twenty-seven days from beginning to end. It's just a small plague, and it has no effect on the world. ”

"More than 13,000 people died, and it still has no impact?" Although Guangzhi didn't want to have anything to do with the plague god, he listened to the tone of this god who regarded people as grass mustard. The first disciple of the Dafang Master of Bait Island couldn't help but speak: "Is it a great plague to die 100,000 people?" ”

The plague god was originally responsible for spreading the plague, and the death of tens of thousands of people was just erasing a string of numbers for him. After glancing at Guangzhi coldly, the plague god continued: "One hundred thousand people is nothing, and the great plague that killed millions of people is not once or twice. However, the luck of the people of this world is that there was a once-in-a-lifetime great plague that was avoided by the people of this life. Otherwise, there would be at least half of the people in the world now. ”

When he said this, the plague god sighed, and then continued: "Every time the plague god sends out the plague, it is a time and number of people who have set up with the god of the underworld in the netherworld, and almost all the ghosts and ghosts have been mobilized over there. As a result, not a single person died of the plague, and I was finally convicted of being unfavorable. If it weren't for the great god to intercede for me, I would have been stripped of my immortal status and reincarnated in the mortal world. ”

When the plague god felt sorry for himself, he was about to finish reading the silk in his hand. However, when the old guy got the last piece of silk, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then took these obviously different colors of silk in his hand, and said to the plague god: "What about this one?" Why does it look so different from the others? ”

After seeing the silk silk in his hand, the plague god sighed and did not answer. His action made Xi Ying really disgusted, and although the old warlock didn't speak, the plague god still felt his change. Under the pressure of this old warlock, the immortal sighed and said, "That silk originally had eight hundred and ninety-two names on it, and these people should have all died on the battlefield of Liu Xiu and Red Eyebrows. Before they die, I will plague them. With these dead people as a medium, half of the people in the Han realm will die in the end. However, no one expected that these people would die on the battlefield a few hours earlier than the time of death. The dead cannot lay the plague seed, so they can only lay the plague on the living and wait for them to die before it spreads. It was because of the early death of these eight or nine hundred people that the great plague was counted......"

After these few sentences, it can be regarded as a thing that I have been unable to figure out before I opened the non-return. The old guy sat in place, staring at the silk in his hand for a long time, then let out a long breath, glanced at Wu Mian who was standing behind the plague god, and continued to say to the plague god: "In addition to this time, there should have been a few small plagues at that time that didn't work out, right?" It should also be the soldiers who died on the battlefield as a medium to spread the plague to the outside, right? ”

"Little old man, how do you know?" After hearing the words of no return, the plague god felt a little incredible. After a pause, he continued: "There are very few great plagues in the world that are only born, and they are all small plagues in series. But at that time, it was also strange, I wanted to send a few plagues after the war, but I didn't expect that the last plague didn't start. Later, I had no choice, so I wanted to fight and create a great plague of only children. As a result, it was still an hour late, and it fell short. ”

When the plague god spoke, Wu Mian and Gui Fu seemed to have seen the whale shark rushing into the enemy army alone. One person slashed and killed 1,800 enemy soldiers, and at first they were still wondering why Xu Fu had sent such a bad star back. Now it seems that they really underestimated the former generous master.

Seeing that the little old man suddenly closed his mouth, the plague god didn't know what was going on. At the moment, he said to Xi Yingzhen, who was still pinching his neck: "Grand Karcist, I have said everything that should be said and what should not be said." You watch the plague kill lives, but all this is a certain number from heaven. I'm just a little god who is sent down from above, even if there is no me, someone else will do it. I just did my part, and don't embarrass me, Grand Karcist. In this way, I will take these volumes of epidemic maps back to my life. However, that plague avoidance bag can also be regarded as an artifact, and with this, there will be no plague within a radius of 100 miles. If you take this, you can be regarded as forgiving me for the sin of accidentally injuring Ling Gao's disciples back then. ”

"This invalidated epidemic map was also given to Xi Yingzhen Grand Karcist." At this time, Gui Bugui continued to the plague god: "I'm tired and ask again, has anyone else seen these epidemic pictures except for you, the immortals?" Didn't you go to sea when you were in the mortal world, and saw an old friend you hadn't seen for hundreds of years? ”

"I am the plague god, and after I get the plague map, I will immediately rush to the epidemic area. How can there be that leisure to wander around? The plague god replied disapprovingly. After a pause, he continued to say to the returnee: "Only that kind of map is okay, and I have to take the other epidemic maps back to restore my life." Don't look at me like that, these pictures really can't be given to you. Otherwise, you still trouble Grand Karcist Xi Yingzhen to take my life directly, anyway, sooner or later I will die. Die in your hands, and the great god of heaven can still posthumously seal me a nickname. Maybe in the next life, you can promote me to be a separate immortal, and if you can avoid this plague god, I can't ask for it......"

When the plague god spoke, Wu Mian had already walked to the side of no return. After passing the dozen or so epidemic maps from the old guy's hand, he shook off the map and took it directly in his hand on the silk silk with the name written on it. I rummaged through it as if I was looking for something. The plague god didn't know where they came from, and after hesitating for a moment, he said to the white-haired man, "You tell me your name, and I'll help you cross out the name......"

However, the plague god still thought about it, and Wu Mian didn't seem to hear it. After turning over the silk silk, he walked out of the cave slowly with his hands behind his back. It's as if nothing happened. The plague god was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the white-haired man was.

At this time, he suddenly smiled strangely, and after leaving the silk silk he wanted, he walked in front of the plague god with the other stacks of silk silks. He stuffed all these silk silks into the fairy's clothes, and then said to him, "Everything is here, let's do what we just said." The leather bag and this silk silk that you can't use are left, and you take the rest of the things with you, not to mention that Xi Yingzhen Grand Karcist bullied you, the immortal. ”

Although Xi Yingzhen didn't see any doorways, he had a step up in this matter. Relying on his own spells to reach the sky, the old warlock was not afraid of the revenge of the plague god, so he immediately sent his hand and let him leave here.

The plague god who escaped from the ascension did not hesitate at all, after coming out of the cave. Afraid that Xi Yingzhen was plotting when he was using the immortal method, he first ran down the path. I thought that this matter would be over, but what I didn't expect was that after a while, the plague god ran back to the entrance of the cave and said to the people inside, "You guys...... It's too much of a bully for the gods......"