Chapter 70: I Wish It Was the Fifth Floor

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Lenko sat in a worn-out chair, polishing an old dagger that he had never seen in use, but felt like he had been using it. www.biquge.info This dagger was given to him by the old lady holding the cat on his fourteenth birthday, and it was very precious. In the circle of exorcists, fourteen is adulthood.

"So, youkai from somewhere else are grabbing the territory?" Lianko raised the dagger and looked at the sunlight, although the rusty blade of the dagger did not reflect any sunlight, Lianke still smiled with satisfaction.

"Yes, the one who takes the lead can use blood as a weapon and heal wounds, which looks tricky." Huo Qian scratched his temples and said.

"It's kind of interesting...... "Lianke lowered his head and smiled: "What about others?" Just him? ”

"Two more!" Banxia answered this question for Huo Qian: "One is very strong, it doesn't seem to know spells, it can only collide, and the other ...... He didn't do anything, so I don't know his strength. ”

"Anything else?" Lianke put down the dagger in his hand, cocked Erlang's legs, supported his face with his hands, and asked.

"He said he was the ghost master of Jingzhou." Huo Qian's face was gloomy and he said in a low voice.

"Ghost master? Jingzhou? Lian Ke straightened up and frowned: "At that time, I heard that Jingzhou had a very ambitious ghost master some time ago, but he didn't see any movement for a long time. Tsk......"

"What kind of monster is that ghost master?" Huo Qian asked Lianke, who was deep in thought.

"Blood beads." Lian Ke glanced at Huo Qian and said: "It is an evil ghost formed by blood in a place where resentment is heavy, and it feeds on blood, uses blood as its body, and uses blood as a tool. It's okay to be restricted by rules, it can only be boundless and powerful, if enough blood is gathered, the blood beads will turn into blood clouds and blood waterfalls, it's really a sin......"

"Looks like he has to be right here." Huo Qian lowered his head and muttered.

"Must be killed!" Lian Ke said gloomily: "Since he has decided it, he will definitely come again, and when the time comes, it is necessary to extinguish this sprout!" The mistake he made was to challenge confidently before he grew up, and if he was allowed to swallow blood in Jingzhou, the consequences would be unimaginable. This is also our opportunity. ”

"But he's blood, so he won't get hurt." Banxia took a step forward and said.

"As long as it's a youkai, it has a weakness." Lenko shook his head and replied.

"What weakness?" Banxia asked reluctantly.

Lianke and Huo Qian just looked at each other and smiled, and did not answer Banxia's question.

The night is getting darker, and the moon is hanging high. In the basement of a hospital, the turquoise tube lights flickered and looked very permeable. At the end of the hallway, an iron door was half-open, and three strange men stood in the door, a stout man and a rickety man, while the only relatively normal man was constantly opening the door of the medical freezer, regardless of the blood type stored in the freezer, all of them grabbed and poured into their mouths.

"Jing'an, how about the strength of the gun?" The rickety man finally spoke.

Jing Anzi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said with a smile: "Not weak, not strong." ”

"Moderate evaluation?" The rickety man said suspiciously.

"No, this kind of person can defeat enemies who are much stronger than himself, and he has a good evaluation." Jing Anzi poured a bag of blood again, looking very satisfied.

"Then why not kill him? He is still the ghost master of Tianyang! The rickety man seemed to be in a hurry.

"You say, what is the name of the one who sneaks up and kills the enemy general while he is sleeping?" Jing Anzi looked at the rickety man, and was not in a hurry, but asked him questions.

"Assassins?" The rickety man replied cautiously.

"And the one who kills the opponent's general on the battlefield is called a hero." Jing Anzi showed a confident smile: "A hero can gain the respect of his subordinates, while an assassin can only get a hundred taels of gold, you say, am I almost this one hundred taels of gold?" ”

"Uh...... The subordinates got it. The rickety man lowered his head and admitted his mistake, but Jing Anzi walked over and gently tapped him on the forehead.

"No, you don't know yet."

There was a busy scene in the factory, and the hundred ghosts of Tianyang lost their lazy posture and began to get busy. They kept reinforcing the windows and iron doors of the factory, even the skylight on the roof.

"Luoluo, what are you doing here?" Banxia grabbed the eyeless female ghost who walked past her and asked.

"Array." Luoluo handed a talisman to Banxia: "This is a talisman made by Lord Lianke, paste it in all corners of the factory, a total of ninety-seven pieces, it must be completely dispersed." ”

Banxia glanced at the spell and frowned: "This spell has no defensive brushwork at all, is this thing sure it can hold the factory?" ”

"Don't suspect Lord Lianke!" Luoluo snatched back the charm and looked at Banxia unhappily.

Banxia didn't want to continue to talk to her, so she walked up to the second floor, came to Huo Qian, who was sitting in a rocking chair and basking in the sun, and patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, why are they all busy, but you are idle here?!" ”

Huo Qian didn't look back, just put his hand on Banxia's hand: "What, are you nervous?" ”

"Phew! You're nervous. Banxia withdrew his hand and stuck out his tongue at Huo Qian.

"Do you think I'm nervous?" Huo Qian turned his head and looked at Banxia with a smile.

"Nope." Banxia didn't want to answer his question at all, who would want to answer such a heartless question?

"Huh." Huo Qian twisted his head back and shook his head helplessly: "I'm actually more nervous than anyone else." ”

Banxia shook his head: "Not like." ”

Huo Qian actually smiled: "It's not like it, it's not like it." By the way, how did the spell I taught you go? ”

"It's almost done, but why do you want so much? And that spell is so simple, do you want me to send you a few difficult ones? Don't lose face in front of outsiders. Banxia said indignantly.

"It's because it's simple, so I dare to leave it to you to do it boldly!" Huo Qian actually laughed: "If it's too difficult, I don't have to worry about handing it over to you." ”

"You!" Banxia looked at Huo Qian angrily, but saw that Huo Qian had already fallen into deep thought: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Huo Qian looked at the sunset in the distance, like a jar of old wine, obviously he was still very young. Huo Qian's eyes reflected the sunset, and he just smiled self-deprecatingly: "How many layers do you think I can be sure of this battle?" ”

“…… Five floors? Banxia replied tentatively.

"Then I will ask you for auspicious words, I hope it is the fifth layer." Huo Qian stood up and walked towards the factory, leaving Banxia alone to face the crimson sunset, the incomparably bewitching sunset......

I hope it's five floors.

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