Looking at the Mo father and son who were looking at us with a shocked face, a mocking sneer appeared on the faces of me and the fat man, and I said in my heart You two sb, I thought that our brothers were the original Wuxia Ameng,. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The most feared thing for all ghosts is that their souls will be scattered, so that their spirits will not only be unable to absorb the aura, but the aura that has been accumulated before will also escape, and the result will naturally be a dead end.

The Mo father and son were injured by the Mo Lei Sword this time, and the injuries were so serious, I am afraid that even if Lu Yufeng holds the divine power of the Sulu ingot, he will not be able to return to the sky.

Eliminate the evil, otherwise it will be eaten by it, this truth I and the fat man are painful, so, the fat man and I no longer hesitate, Mo Lei sword waved, the sword qi will be Mo father and son cut into four, on the gold brick, the mouth of the mutilated head of the Mo father and son continues to spit out black water, which is also mixed with a trace of white gas, it seems that the aura has almost escaped.

Seeing that the boss had been cut off his horse, those remnants of ghosts fled and disappeared into the shadows.

The fat man and I took a look at the Mo father and son, whose remnants were constantly turning into pus and seeping into the floor tiles, and pulled the stunned old fire, turned around and walked towards the second inner hall.

Suddenly, the old fire behind us exclaimed, the fat man and I were startled, and when we looked back, we found that the old fire was pale, looking at the fat man and me with painful eyes, and a wisp of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

This situation was too sudden, the fat man and I were shocked, and hurriedly held on to the old fire, at this time, the fat man and I saw that the head of the ink evil son and the fat man was biting the back of the old fire's heart, seeing me and the fat man staring at them with bloodshot eyes, the two heads let go of their mouths and fell to the ground, Mo Xiezi said hoarsely but proudly: "Do you think that your mana will be safe and successful, I said, this time, I will never lose to you again, and you are still too careless, Do you think we will be defeated so easily, this is a lose-lose play, you guys, still fooled, haha"

Mo Xiezi is right, although he and Mo Feiming are indeed about to scatter their souls, but his purpose has also been achieved, he took advantage of our own eyes to see that he and Mo Feiming were already scattered, and he was eager to go to the second inner temple to save people, and with the last bit of spirituality, he sneaked up on the weakest attack power of our old fire and succeeded.

He won, because, at this time, the old fire fell into the arms of the fat man, and his face was full of green gas, showing that the poison had attacked his heart, and he was about to die.

The fat man wanted to cry without tears, his body trembled and hugged the old fire, his expression was dull, and two lines of red tears fell from his face.

I know that mourning is greater than heart death, the fat man at this moment, his heart is dead, and the only reason why he did not immediately raise his sword to kill himself is to avenge Lao Huo and kill the last executioner related to him.

"Yifei, I've known you for so long, you haven't said those three words to me, now, can you tell me." Lao Huo moved his pale and bloodless lips, looked at the fat man, and showed a feeble smile.

"I, love, you." The fat man bit his lip vigorously and said word by word.

"Hold me tight, hold me tight...... Lao Huo's voice became weaker and weaker, and he said angrily.

The fat man hugged Lao Huo tightly, and Lao Huo smiled with satisfaction: "I didn't guess that it would end like this, maybe, this is the arrangement of fate, remember, Yifei, you must learn to forgive, and also tell Xiao Kai, forgive, forgive......"

The voice of the old fire disappeared, and soon, her body also turned into a little fluorescent, flying into the space of the main hall like a night firefly, and slowly disappeared.

The fat man looked at his empty arm in disbelief, and let out a sudden beast-like howl that shook the rubble.

"You've got your wish, haven't you?" I looked at the mutilated heads of the Mo father and son with blood-red eyes on their faces, and said in a dumb voice.

"It's not enough, it's not enough, boy, do you think your little lover is safe and sound, ah?" Mo Feiming glared at me cruelly and said.

"Shen Han, what did you do to Shen Han." Cold sweat suddenly broke out from under my armpits, and my palms were cold.

"We don't know what to do with her, it's just that who will walk through that sea of sand and sand unscathed, except for the host of the silkworm, haha, haha" Mo Fei was vague and laughed wildly.

With a wave of my hand, the sword qi of the Mo Lei Sword smashed the remnants of the Mo father and son.

The fat man stood up, the red flame pattern on his forehead gleaming, like a real burning flame.

I don't have to ask, now if I want to stop him to seek revenge, the fat man will not hesitate to kill me.

However, before Lao Huo died, why did he repeatedly emphasize that we should learn to forgive, why?

I didn't have time to think about it, because the fat man had already taken a tiger step and walked towards the second hall, and I followed closely behind, and the premonition in my heart that Shen Han was already in danger was even stronger, and my mind was in turmoil.

In the second hall, it is not surprising that "old friends" Hong Jinye and Hong Weidong are leading a group of neatly dressed Japanese undead ghosts of the Japanese army in World War II to greet us.

"It's coming, I've been waiting for a long time." Hong Jinye saw me and the fat man coming in, and said in a non-yin and non-yang manner.

"Don't talk nonsense, today is a festival day, don't even think about running away." I didn't even have the patience to deal with them, so I just wanted to do it.

"Don't worry, I still have a message to tell you, after this palace, behind it is the Fuwang Cliff, the real Fuwang Cliff, there, there is a big meal waiting for you, of course, there is no free lunch in the world, if you want to eat that big meal, you have to pass my level first." Hong Jinye seemed to have a bamboo in his chest, and his tone was very calm.

Hong Weidong still did not change his hooligan background before his death, staring at us with a fierce face, and behind him, thousands of Japanese ghosts were armed with Japanese swords, ready to attack.

"Where is Shen Han?" I asked with a blank face.

"This, I have no comment, but the life and death of these two people are in your hands, hehe" Hong Jinye did not answer my question, but stretched out his hand and pointed at it, the fat man and I looked up, only to find that Zhuo Fan Er and Shi Ju were falling high in the air, a rope that pulled their weight was tied to a temple pillar, and an oil lamp was burning the rope.

Once the rope is burned and falls from that height, Zhuo Fan Er and Shi Ju will definitely die.

The fat man and I didn't hesitate, and attacked Hong Jinye almost at the same time, capture the thief and capture the king first, and subdue Hong Jinye, so that Hong Weidong could be forced to untie the rope and release the people.

Hong Jinye didn't dodge, but greeted our sword blade and sent it to the door, and in the blink of an eye, Hong Jinye was cut into several pieces by me and the fat man's ink thunder sword and turned into dust.

The fat man and I were stunned, the original plan suddenly fell through, and Hong Weidong turned a deaf ear to his uncle's ghost, and just commanded the undead ghosts of the Japanese army to rush up and fight with us desperately.

Their intentions are obvious, although they know that they are not our opponents, they want to trap us through crowd tactics and delay time, so that the death of Zhuo Fan Er and Shi Ju is only a matter of time.

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