Chapter 89: Nine-Story Building (7) (Thanks to the reward of "丨 Duan, Kaguya丨")

Wang Xu opened his eyes, and the right hand behind him slowly stretched out, and he saw a faint mist in the air, and his entire right arm loomed in the fog.

A flash of blue light.

Rumble!

Then he saw that an old tree planted next to it had broken off its roots and was planted on the ground.

Wang Xu walked over to take a look, and saw that the broken parts, especially the bark circle, had completely withered and yellowed, as if they had been broken for a long time.

After he crouched down, he quickly slapped his two palms into the fracture.

Bang!

The old tree burst open violently, as if a huge force had erupted from within.

"Awesome! It's amazing! ”

Wang Xu slowly withdrew his hands and sighed, "I actually took into account the two changes of rigidity and softness at the same time, and the erosion of the moon-devouring energy was also preserved. ”

He was a little surprised, this was like unifying the strength changes on the gold and silver cloud dragon secret strategies at the same time, and also using the power changes of floating on water.

Next, Wang Xu tried again, and found that the most prominent internal skills of this discipline were still in the return qi and fog knife.

As with the use of internal force just now, it returned to its peak again in less than a breath.

As for the fog knife, Wang Xu's face was strange, he felt that it was already a little beyond the scope of martial arts, and it might be the reason for the fusion of a wisp of origin of Xue Xiao, and the power was far beyond his imagination.

He groaned for a moment, then turned and walked to the side room.

Squeaky.

After Wang Xu closed the door of the house, he pulled out the horizontal knife on his waist.

The cold blade reflected the cold light on his face, and a faint blue light could be seen flashing in his eyes, indifferent and cold.

Airplanes!

Wang Xu held the horizontal knife in his right hand and danced it twice, and the sound of slaughter suddenly sounded in the entire house.

He silently used his internal strength, and a cold aura violently emanated to the surroundings, and the temperature in the room dropped extremely low all of a sudden.

Bang, bang, bang.

The teacups and vases on the table in the house were shattered one after another, and the water in the vases had not yet dripped on the ground, but a thin layer of ice had formed.

Wang Xu's left index finger gently slashed from the knife body, sliding from the tip of the knife to the blade, and then he blew, and the entire horizontal knife quickly spread blue ice from the handle to the tip of the knife, and then silently broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

He glanced around the room and shook his head, "Looks like we're going to have to find a few people to clean up." ”

in the backyard.

Wang Xu has already found a few people and is cleaning the house, as for the collapsed house, it will not be able to be rebuilt for a while, and it is estimated that it will have to wait for a while.

He reopened the silver translucent border and looked at the unknown technique in it, "Since the special effect of this exercise focuses on the fog knife, and it is cold, it will be called the cold fog knife technique in the future." ”

As his mind moved, the unknown technique on the border flickered, and the four big characters of the Cold Mist Sword Technique reappeared.

After resolving the problem of his own strength, Wang Xu waited for the people next door to barely clean the house, while thinking about his next move.

"Yuefu, the old lady with the lantern, and the scholar, and the man in white in mourning clothes."

Wang Xu silently pondered the relationship between the four, and in an instant he had some thoughts, "Little fox ......"

He chuckled twice and walked out of the house.

………………

"Kidnapping the Yin Girl and causing your daughter to become the person she is now, although I don't know who they are, I know where they are."

Inside the dilapidated hut, a few dim yellow oil lamps were lit, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The floor was littered with white paper figures, some with flower faces, some with weeping faces, and some with only three red dots.

The old grandmother held a paper figure in her hand, and said sadly while holding a red pen to outline its face.

Yue Yimou felt uncomfortable all over his body, as if he was being looked at by countless cold faces, he took a deep breath and forcibly endured the discomfort, "Where?!" ”

Although his face was calm, his hands were clenched tightly, and there was suppressed anger and a hint of despair in his tone.

The old lady laughed weirdly, her cloudy yellow eyes glanced at Yue Yimou, and she was about to open her mouth, when suddenly her smile froze.

She turned her head to look to the side, her face a little nervous.

Although Yue Yimou couldn't see it, his intuition told him that there must be something there, and it wasn't an ordinary thing.

"How can it still be alive?!! Obviously I've already?! Already!! ”

The old grandmother looked at the person in white in mourning clothes who suddenly appeared in front of her, and she was terrified to the extreme, but she didn't dare to express it at all.

Her already bowed body was almost on the ground, nodding her head incessantly.

After a while, the old grandmother turned around, lowered her head, couldn't see her expression clearly, and said hoarsely: "Master Yue, there was a group of scholars in Binyang City half a year ago who came to study, and one of them must have nothing to do with this matter. ”

"Who?!"

Yue Yimou asked in a deep voice.

The old grandmother's already terrifying face became more and more hideous, and she gritted her teeth and squeezed out two words, "Wang Xu." ”

The dim light shook and became even darker.

After Yue Yimou got the news, he immediately returned to the mansion and began to arrange it, he could check it slowly, but his daughter couldn't wait that long.

The man in white in mourning clothes also didn't know when he disappeared from the room.

The old grandmother's face was gloomy, and with a 'tearing' sound, she tore the paper figure in her hand to pieces.

She ignored the wailing in the air, "The Corpse Soul Mansion is really a bunch of waste, such a good opportunity, it didn't leave the Soul Arrester behind, waste, waste, waste!! ”

The old grandmother was extremely resentful in her heart, since the news came from the building that she wanted to do something to the Corpse Soul Mansion, she had been preparing for so long, and she also risked her to steal the Huangquan Order and throw it to the Yue family.

is to let the soul envoy and the people of the corpse soul mansion fight you to the death, it is best to die together, so that she can reap the benefits of the fisherman and become the new soul arrester of the nine-story building.

However, I didn't expect the final result to be like this!!

"No, you can't go on like this, you have to find a way."

The old grandmother looked at the paper figure on the ground, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, "You want to cause the Corpse Soul Mansion to fight with that person, so as to weaken the other party, and remove the power of the Corpse Soul Mansion in Binyang, I am not as good as you wish." ”

She bit the thumb of her right hand, picked up the two paper figures on the ground, and began to smear them.

With the sacrifice of blood, a cold whirlwind drifted in the air, and the already dim light was completely dimmed.

Two paper figures with blood-red runes floated up from the ground and danced around the room.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

The old lady smiled cruelly, "Go, baby." ”

The two paper figures floating in the air turned their heads at the same time, smiled weirdly, and flew silently towards the two places respectively.

The dim yellow oil lamp was lit up again, and the old woman carried the oil lamp and walked out of the house.