Lin Cheng, Heavenly Master Hall.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Zhuang Bifan slammed into the wall and finally fell to the ground.

At this time, he was extremely embarrassed, his Taoist robe was tattered, his hair was even more messy, and most importantly, his complexion was very poor. His face was extremely pale, and there were traces of blood at the corners of his mouth.

In the face of the shady man, he was almost beaten into a dog, and the so-called magic weapons and rune paper were of little use.

After all, he drew them himself, and the power of the talisman lies in the person who drew it.

There's no way, although Yin Cha is a low-level member of the underworld, but he is a person with a formal establishment, if he doesn't have some skills, how can he walk in the yang world?

The man watched all this silently, his expression slightly moved.

A voice mixed with incomprehension came from his mouth: "Is it worth it?" ”

This yang man is just a Taoist realm, but he wants to fight against himself to the death, and it seems that he is going to die. The woman in the coffin doesn't seem to have much to do with him, is it really worth it?

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Zhuang Bifan coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and slowly stood up from the ground, his feet were trembling, it was very difficult, as if it was very difficult to move more.

"It's not worth it."

Faced with the question of the bad man, Zhuang Bifan shook his head and denied it without thinking about it.

The man frowned.

Since it's not worth it, why do you want to stop me, don't you know that I am also on official duty.

What's more, the reincarnation of life and death is the way of heaven, and you are a cultivator, so you should understand this truth better.

As if sensing the other party's doubts, Zhuang Bifan grinned: "It's not worth it for me, but it's worth it for someone, it may be the so-called one-night husband and wife, and it's enough for someone to think it's worth it." ”

Speaking of this, Zhuang Bifan coughed heavily, and his face became more and more pale, as if a gust of wind could blow him down: "My husband has made a promise, since I have agreed, even if I am desperate, I must protect her thoroughly!" ”

"I don't have the patience to spend it with you."

The man looked slightly cold, slapped out, and slapped Zhuang Bifan out again, and then walked to the coffin step by step, and the chain in his hand made a clanging sound on the ground.

Boss Zhuang wanted to stand up.

But he had no strength, and there was no place in his body that he didn't feel pain.

Glancing at the old Dao who fell at the door, a wry smile appeared on Boss Zhuang's pale handsome face.

"Third Master, if you continue to pretend to be dead, you'll know when Boss Lu comes back."

As his voice fell.

Lao Dao, who was still like a dead corpse just now, suddenly stood up from the ground, blew his beard and glared at Zhuang Bifan and said, "Gua Wazi, who is pretending to be dead?" Does the third master look like a person pretending to be dead? Well, I was too injured and fainted. ”

Meanwhile. The yin man who was about to approach the coffin paused, slowly turned to look at Lao Dao, and his eyebrows were full of impatience, yes, impatience, as if he was constantly harassed by flies.

No, the two living people in front of them are more disgusting than flies.

Because flies can be swatted to death at will, but the two people in front of them cannot.

It's not that he doesn't have the strength to shoot the two to death. But because he's a yin!

Yin Cha can't kill people in the yang world at will, otherwise there will be big trouble!

Sensing his gloomy gaze, Lao Dao shuddered, squeezed out a smile from his face that was more ugly than crying, and gestured his hand and said, "You ...... You'd better not come here, you'll be ...... Will ...... Dragon Eighteen Palms! ”

"Eighteen palms of the dragon, do you know what it is? Very...... Awesome! ”

As he spoke, he gestured several more times.

The man frowned slightly, and took a step towards the old way. The killing rod in his hand exuded a black aura.

Lao Dao also took a step back, stared at the other party deadly, and swallowed: "Uh...... The forehead will really descend the dragon eighteen palms, and it will be like the divine palm, you ...... Don't come here! ”

"Bang!"

In response to him was a killing blow.

Lao Dao stumbled, stretched out his hand to wipe his nose, and said angrily: "Don't hit my nose!" ”

"Bang!"

It's another killer blow.

Lao Dao was about to faint in pain, lowered his head and choked up: "Can we not hit our nose?" ”

Seeing that the poor man swung another stick, Lao Dao suddenly reached out and grabbed the killing stick, and with the other hand, he quickly pulled out the crotch of his pants, and immediately took out a talisman seal, and without saying a word, he pasted it on the forehead of the poor man.

The errand man was frozen.

Lao Dao hurriedly exploded: "Pretend to be a criminal, he is stopped, do it quickly!" ”

Zhuang Bifan, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and he realized a problem at this time.

That is, it seems to be a wrong decision for Lu Kang to hand over the old way to himself before leaving.

Lao Dao usually blows quite awesomely.

But it doesn't seem to have any ability, the only special thing is. The old pants are like Doraemon's bag, with a lot of talismans.

As for how much it contained, Zhuang Bifan didn't know, and even Lu Kang didn't know.

But when I think about it. Zhuang Bifan's face turned dark.

Hide the talisman in the crotch of your pants, in this world, only the third master can do it!

The most important thing is that the third master seems to be ...... I don't think I've ever washed my pants......

This...... It's sour......

Zhuang Bifan glanced at the poor man with sympathy. Struggling to get up from the ground, he just moved and fell to the ground.

"Hurry, the talisman can't hold him for too long!"

Lao Dao was dying, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the outermost pieces of talisman paper he had put on the forehead of the poor man caught fire in a flash.

"Bastard!"

"I have to force the third master to make a big move!"

Lao Dao's face changed, and he gritted his teeth, as if he had made some decision.

Hearing this, Zhuang Bifan, who was lying on the ground, regained a trace of brightness in his eyes.

The third master still has a big move?

Boss Zhuang couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in his heart. But more than that, there was anger.

Why didn't you use it earlier before you had a big move?

In this case, why should labor and management be beaten so badly?

Wait until labor and management are beaten to the ground, and you will know how to use the ultimate!

He even pretended to be dead!

Okay, Wu Sanjin, old boy, I, Zhuang Bifan, remember you!

Lao Dao ignored Zhuang Bifan's resentment, and then saw him turn around, bend down, and reach out to untie his belt.

Zhuang Bifan's mouth opened wide.

What is this old boy going to do?

didn't wait for him to think too much, only to see Lao Dao reach out and pull his pants, and suddenly reveal a snow-white big butt.

Of course, in addition to the big ass, there is also a big red pants!

For a while, Zhuang Bifan wanted to cry without tears!

Third master, oh, no, uncle. When is this, hurry up and zoom in, what pants are you taking off?

Could it be that your so-called big move is to rape the guy in front of you?

The old man is not ashamed, and he actually wears big red pants. No wonder it's usually so sassy!

The third master ignored him and reached out to pick it up again.

The big red pants were in his hand.

The corners of Zhuang Bifan's mouth twitched fiercely.

What he saw.

After Lao Dao took off a pair of big red pants, he was still wearing a pair of big red pants!

My day!

Boss Zhuang wants to scold his mother now, but he can't help it. As soon as he opened his mouth, he gasped because of the wound involved.

I think he Zhuang Bifan has lived for more than 20 years, and he thinks he has a lot of experience, he has seen the superman hero wearing pants, and he has even seen the live broadcast of the yellow eel, and the live broadcast of eating Xiang.

But I've never seen anyone wear two pants......

After Lao Dao lifted his pants, he turned around with his big red pants, and saw that there was only the last pile of talismans left on his head, and Lao Dao put it on the head of the poor man without saying a word.

The air was silent for several seconds.

Lao Dao's eyes widened. Zhuang Bifan was also dumbfounded.

The man was motionless, and the big red pants on his head stood out.

"Whew!"

Lao Dao sat on the ground, let out a heavy breath, turned around and looked at the stunned Zhuang Bifan angrily and said, "I know." It's useless to count on you, a melon baby. ”

Zhuang Bifan's face was red and white for a while, and he didn't know what to say, so he had to hold back a sentence: "Third master, you ...... Your ultimate move is these red pants...... Pants ......"

"That's not ......"

Lao Dao smiled proudly, ignoring the pain from his nose, and said as if showing off with his back to the poor man: "You melon baby knows how to hammer, this pants are made for me by a master, and I don't sell them for any amount of money, and the third master has worn it since he was a child, and he doesn't know how many crises he has survived with it......"

When Lao Dao was spitting and spitting, Zhuang Bifan saw the yin man behind Lao Dao move.

The other party reached out and slowly took off the big red pants on his head.

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