569 Yellow Turban Ghost

A joking voice came from behind everyone, and they saw two middle-aged men wearing ancient costumes and carrying long swords walking out shoulder to shoulder.

Their long hair fluttered, their robes swayed in the wind, and they looked like people out of this world.

This is the ghost who died in ancient times.

Because modern men don't have such long hair.

"Yellow Turban Thief?"

The middle-aged housekeeper pulled Miss Mo behind him and said in an extremely solemn tone.

The man in black and the woman in white even took the weapons on their bodies in their hands and were on guard.

"Old Man Mo's housekeeper Ah Fu, we have heard of you, and we all say that you are a cautious person. But I didn't expect that this time I would bring your young lady to this kind of place to eat, haha, it seems that God still favors our two brothers of the Zhang family! ”

The eldest Taoist laughed loudly in a wild voice.

Miss Mo had already realized that the situation was wrong, and she asked in surprise:

"Ah Fu, are they Yellow Turban Thieves? Is it the Yellow Turban Legion that has been harassing our family before? ”

"Yes, it's them!"

Butler Ah Fu's face was heavy.

"And these two are also the leaders of the Yellow Turban Thieves, Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao!"

Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao wanted to rescue their eldest brother Zhang Jiao from the underworld, but their strength was far from breaking through the guards of the underworld.

So I want to win over the big man Mo on the yin road to partner.

I hope to get the support of Old Man Mo.

The two brothers of the Zhang family promised that as long as Old Man Mo was willing to cooperate with them to save people, when the eldest brother Zhang Jiao appeared, he would definitely repay Old Man Mo the identity and strength of a ghost king.

You must know that without entering the underworld, it is impossible for any ghost thing to raise its soul power to the realm of the ghost king.

Such conditions are definitely an attraction for Old Man Mo.

It's a pity that they overestimated Old Man Mo's guts.

Although he is a big man, the pattern is too small, and he doesn't dare to be a ghost king at all.

He just wanted to be his rich man with peace of mind, so he didn't think about it, and directly rejected Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao's wooing.

The matter was not negotiated, Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao became angry, and said ruthlessly that they would destroy the Mo family.

Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao were afraid of the power of the city god and had always operated on the periphery of the Yin Road.

This time the two of them traveled, and they also wanted to buy some yin food to eat, but they didn't expect to meet Old Man Mo's daughter unexpectedly.

"Miss Mo, when your father rejected us before, he said that we were just a group of rabble, and that we couldn't make any waves.

At that time, our two brothers swore that we would wipe out your clan and use it as a stepping stone to the rise of our Yellow Turban Army. ”

Zhang Liang, who was a little younger, touched the beard on his chin, and said with a cruel killing intent on his face.

Zhang Bao took a step forward, pointed at Miss Mo and said:

"Come here obediently, we will cut off your head, and then show it to your Lao Tzu, so that he can know what kind of fate it is to dare to insult us!"

Miss Mo had heard too much about the deeds of General Digong and General Rengong, and she had already trembled with fright, hiding behind the housekeeper Ah Fu.

Ah Fu, on the other hand, had no reservations, and exploded the ghost qi on his body, obviously ready to resist.

"Two generals, the matter of your previous troubles in the underworld is not over, and now you want to pick things again?

Give yourself some way out, and don't do things to the fullest! ”

The man in black held the chain and admonished in a deep voice.

As ghosts, in the face of two evil ghosts, even if they are afraid in their hearts, they must face them bravely.

If Miss Mo is really destroyed today, then they will not be able to get rid of it.

Because they are ghosts, and Old Man Mo has some friendship with a certain adult in Yinsi, even their boss doesn't dare to offend.

"A little ghost on the underworld, he dares to talk to us like this, looking for death!"

Zhang Bao's face sank, and with a wave of his left hand, a rune paper glowing with yellow light shot like a bow and arrow.

The man in black's gaze shrank suddenly, and hurriedly waved his chain to resist the rune paper.

But the strength of both sides is not on the same level, where is the man in black Zhang Bao's opponent?

Hearing only a 'snap', the yellow charm passed through the gap in the chain and hit the heart of the man in black.

"Poof!"

This talisman carried the power of exorcism, and the man in black was blown up on the spot, spitting out a large mouthful of blood turned into ghost qi from his mouth, and finally slammed on the ground, dying.

"Blackie!"

The woman in white screamed and ran over to hug the man in black and cried.

She learned from Yin Si, and was sent here to be a ghost, all along, it was the man in black who took care of her, and now this big brother-like character, but the soul of the beaten is unstable, she only hates herself for being too useless to avenge him.

"You—You dare to kill even ghosts?

Do you want to go down to the eighteen levels of hell? ”

Miss Mo couldn't feel the fluctuation of the black-clothed man's soul power, so she thought that he was dead, and her scalp suddenly tingled with fright.

You must know that even a young lady like her would not dare to kill the ghost directly.

Because there are rules in the Yin Division, whoever kills the ghost will be punished by the lower eighteen layers of hell.

"Haha, Miss Mo, you think too much, we are the Yellow Turban Army, and our eldest brother is a big man who can change his life against the sky, kill a few ghosts, who can help us?"

Zhang Liang laughed loudly, not taking the punishment of the eighteenth layer of hell in his eyes at all.

"Miss, it seems that we are more than lucky today, I am desperately here to fight for you a chance to escape, and you see the opportunity to escape immediately!"

Butler Ah Fu said solemnly.

But there was a bitterness in his heart.

Because he also wanted to escape, but he didn't dare, because his life and soul were in the hands of Old Man Mo, and once he escaped, he would be tortured more painfully than being killed by someone.

"Well, you hold on a little longer, otherwise Miss Ben won't have the confidence to escape."

Miss Mo said timidly.

She glanced around, looking for an easy place to escape.

As a result, he inadvertently swept Lin Tianyou, who was still there to taste the underworld meat.

The boy didn't seem to realize how terrible the scene was, and was still calmly eating meat.

"Does this kid really think that with the relationship of Chenghuang's relatives, he will be able to avoid Zhang Bao's poisonous hands? What a stupidity! ”

Miss Mo couldn't help but shake her head and stopped paying attention to him.

Lin Tianyou is still an old god, even if the blood of the killing here is like a river, as long as he doesn't provoke him, he can ignore it.

And it just so happened that the appearance of Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang made him also a little interested.

You can use their battle to estimate Zhang Jiao's strength.