Looking at the terrible wound on Yang Sanzi's chest, the faces of me and the fat man changed, no wonder this Yang Sanzi would be so desperate and willing to be driven by Li Mao, and recklessly work for it, it seems that this Yang Sanzi did get a huge benefit from Li Mao, that is, Li Mao used the evil power of the ninth grandmother to bring back Yang Sanzi, who should have died unexpectedly, and used this evil technique to firmly tie Yang Sanzi to his chariot. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This trick, Li Mao's ancestor Qiu Tongwei had already used it back then, and used it to attract a group of foolish men and women who wanted to live forever to join the Consistent Taoist Cult and become Qiu Tongwei's loyal followers.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at Yang Sanzi with a smug face, and sighed lightly: "It is because of this that you are in awe of Li Mao and obedient to your words, but do you know that Li Mao is actually doing this to let you drink to quench your thirst, do you think you are really coming back to life, ridiculous, the life span of the yang world, the life and death book of the underworld has long been determined, Li Mao used the innocent ghosts sealed in the statue of the nine grandmothers to pretend to be your three souls and seven spirits to go to the underworld to receive punishment, and deceive Yang Shou for you by covering people's eyes and ears, This is simply a kind of illegal act that goes against the heavens, and it will be punished by heaven, and you are also a person who is rude to the law, don't you understand these truths? ”

Yang Sanzi looked at me with a sneer: "Yo ho, are you preaching to me or do you want to temper me, what's the matter, is it talking about retribution, okay, then let me ask you, just like me, the scum in your mouth, right, but, I want money and money, I want a house and a house, and the beautiful girls take the initiative to paste me, I am a flower and a drink, and I do all kinds of evil, but what about the retribution you are talking about, where, ah, where, let the retribution come to grass me, hahaha"

Yang Sanzi stood up, and turned left and right in an exaggerated manner, as if he was waiting for the heavenly thunder to strike him, and then let out a smug laugh.

"Grass your mother, you ride a motorcycle bare-chested, you have to scold your father, I will fucking let you suffer retribution now." When the fat man saw Yang Sanzi's crazy appearance, he was angry, and after a strange scream, he was about to rush towards Yang Sanzi.

Yang Sanzi pressed the back of the sofa with his hand, quickly deceived his legs, and turned to the back of the sofa, and then looked triumphantly at the fat man who was already angry and his face was red and his eyes were bursting: "I have been guarding against your hand for a long time, I want to steal the dead hand, you are still tender, I haven't seen any jb scenes, and I can still let you ponder,." ”

"But don't forget, this room is very soundproof, and your men outside can't hear your howl, and we, two to one, beat you like a joke, hehe" I looked at the smug Yang Sanzi and sneered.

"Who said I was a person, who said I was a person, hehe" Yang Sanzi listened to my words, not only was he not afraid, but he smiled even more happily, and put on a fearless face to confront us.

"Don't brag about your mother, unless you're going to spill beans into a soldier, or I'll hit the shit right away, Bason of the Lamb." The fat man was really angry by the hob meat virtue of Yang Sanzi, and even the local language of the bus slipped out.

In the Northeast region, buses are generally alluded to those prodigal girls who are indecent and unscrupulous, but they were used by the fat man on Yang Sanzi, which shows that the fat man is really angry with the cheap appearance of the girl who does not enter the oil and salt, and scolds the streets are ridiculous and do not play cards according to the routine.

After the fat man finished scolding, he was still angry, and lifted the tempered coffee table of melamine and smashed it towards Yang Sanzi.

Seeing that there were at least dozens of catties of coffee table flying towards the door in front of him with the sound of the wind, Yang Sanzi was motionless, just very calmly watching the coffee table flying towards him.

Just when the coffee table was about to smash into Yang Sanzi's front door, the coffee table seemed to be blocked, and it stopped without warning at a distance from Yang Sanzi's nose, and then it was suspended in mid-air without going up or down.

I can't talk to the fat man's heart, because we are both clear, and there are probably only two possibilities for this situation, one is that Yang Sanzi himself has a strong idea of teleportation or teleportation, but looking at the bones above and below his body, his breathing is turbid, and his gait is sluggish, he is by no means like a senior warlock who knows how to enhance the energy of his mind through the technique of breath guidance, and second, that is, there is a mysterious protective power around Yang Sanzi, or there is a stealth bodyguard and thug that I and the fat man can't see yet.

No matter which one it is, those who can have this ability are definitely not good at stubble, it seems that this Yang Sanzi has not only been busy making money over the years, but also took the opportunity to entrap many evil magicians on the rivers and lakes for his own use, as for his purpose, it may be engaged in the recovery of gambling debts, kidnapping or blackmail, or even the use of evil magic to kill the lives of the enemy.

However, at the moment, these are no longer important, what is important is how we respond to this unexpected situation.

Seeing that the fat man and I were stunned by the hand he revealed, Yang Sanzi was very proud, and looked at us with a dark smile with an unfathomable expression.

At this moment, the temperature in the room dropped suddenly, but it was not the biting cold when the ordinary ghost appeared, and the fat man and I felt a flower in front of us, and a figure with a black veil mask and a long black skirt that hung down appeared in front of Yang Sanzi, and the coffee table also hit the wall next to it diagonally, and then fell to the ground, but it was not broken.

Because, just below the coffee table, several flat black figures are like plastic figures inflating, becoming plump little by little, and the coffee table just fell on these elastic black figures, so it did not break.

The fat man and I looked at the black figure in front of us, and then at the figure on the ground that was gradually becoming three-dimensional, and finally locked our eyes on the figure in front of Yang Sanzi.

This is not only because the black figure can judge from the graceful and slender body that she is a young woman, but more importantly, as soon as she appears, Yang Sanzi's facial expression is obviously relaxed, even flamboyant, with his hands behind his back, while stepping back, while looking at me and the fat man with a gloating expression, that expression is clearly telling us: Wait for bad luck, you.

The black-veiled woman looked at me and the fat man quietly, and although she had not said a word since she appeared, the fat man and I clearly felt a cold, bloodthirsty look through the black veil, like a sharp-haired blade, sweeping over us, like a butcher looking at the fat sheep on the chopping board, and wondering where to start.

The silence of this moment, like the false tranquility before the storm, makes us feel an unspeakable psychological pressure.

"You're a human or a ghost." I asked the woman, in fact, I was just looking for nothing to say, just trying to break the palpitating peace, because the fat man and I both had yin and yang eyes, and if this woman was a female ghost, we couldn't have seen it.

"Which faction are you, Quanzhen, Maoshan, or Miaojiang Gu Sect." The woman finally spoke, but in the same tone as the eerie cold feeling she had been conveying to us.

"We are the Maonan Taoist mixed yuan faction, have you heard of it, sister, hehe" The fat man has always been a mixed character, although he has no count in his heart, but he still can't help but start to be poor.

"Mixed Yuan faction, I haven't heard of it." The woman sneered, unabashedly disdainful of us, "It's really incomprehensible for you little characters to think of getting a piece of the pie here." ”

"Damn, since you say so, then I really have to have to fight with you, you said that our mixed yuan faction is a side door, then what kind of sect are you, Joan of Arc, or the black widow of the White Lotus Sect with a red light, hehe" The fat man saw that the woman was deprecating our teacher, and he was not in a hurry or annoyed, he still laughed and laughed at her, and his intention was nothing more than to get some information out of the woman's mouth.

"Black widow, hehe" As soon as the woman heard the word black widow, she gave another chilling sneer, and then "looked" at the two of us, and said word by word: "Since you like poisonous spiders, then I'll make something more poisonous to make you happy, okay?" ”

As she spoke, the woman spread her long, bloodless hands and lifted them to shoulder level, as if she were holding something.

Out of thin air, two black bats appeared on the woman's left and right shoulders, and opened their mouths fiercely at me and the fat man, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth as sharp as a needle.

"They haven't sucked fresh blood for a long time, and today, Niang Niang will let you open the meat, okay." The woman turned her head to the bats on her shoulders and said in an affectionate tone.

The two bats flapped their wings, as if to cater to the woman, and in an instant, the fat man and I saw that the heads of the two bats actually showed two smiling human faces at the same time, but they disappeared without a trace, and returned to the head and face of the bat again.

"You are, you're the woman who appeared on the second floor of the Chengguan Brigade, right?" I looked at the bat on the woman's shoulder, and suddenly remembered that Uncle Li had said that in the innermost room on the second floor of the Chengguan Brigade, I had met a woman in black who could use nightmare magic.

"What is your relationship with that old ghost, say." Before I could finish speaking, the veil on the woman's face shook the ground, and she changed her indifferent cold storage expression, and asked me and the fat man fiercely.

It seems that although this woman and Uncle Li are only one-sided, Uncle Li, who has always been ruthless and cares whether you are a big girl or a little daughter-in-law, has undoubtedly left a "deep" psychological shadow on her, otherwise, she would not have been so emotionally out of shape when she heard us mention that old incident.

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