Xu Mu was respectfully invited to the side of the September City Lord.

Xu Mu naturally knew the situation in September City, because...

That's what he did!

The source of these smells is not ordinary, it is a kind of system reward that Xu Mu has received before, called [Don't underestimate rotten eggs]!

There is also a note that [rotten eggs are not terrible, rotten eggs are terrible when they are ten thousand years old]!

Xu Mu asked the crows and crows to place a million rotten eggs in September City, and they didn't believe that the city lord of September could still sit still.

No, seeing the September City Lord, Xu Mu smiled, shook his head and said, "Don't listen to the old man..."

The September City Lord's face froze.

I feel a little angry!

Fog grass, don't listen to the old man? You're so young, you're a fart old man?

Taking a deep breath, the September City Lord said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, you have also seen this situation, I don't know, do you have any advice?"

Xu Mu suddenly sneered, "If you can't give advice, my Wang Da Hammer can tell you, you..."

"It's going to be bad luck!"

The September City Lord clenched his fists with an ugly face and said, "What do you say?"

Xu Mu said leisurely, "This stench has been recorded among divine physiognographers like me, called the tide of corpses, which is the extreme evil of people, at first it is the situation you see, full of stench, but then, hehe, then it will be fun, it will become all kinds of irritating stench, even if it is a monk, it can stink tears flow wildly, destroy the body, and then, the stink will evolve into all kinds of corpse insects, endlessly, you kill one, it will have two more, and in the end, this city will become a dead city!"

In the bewildered look on the September City Lord's face, Xu Mu said word by word, "Inch! grass! no! life! life! people! don't!"

The city lord of September was really confused.

Listening to what Xu Mu said, his heart was cold.

He had never heard of such a thing, but he didn't dare not believe it.

Don't you see that the smell is so awesome that I can't even blow it off, and I can't break it?

That's enough to explain the awesomeness of the smell.

I wanted to cry without tears, and September City's face was distorted and said, "Big... Master, I wonder if the master has any solution to the problem?"

Xu Mu sighed and said, "It's still the same sentence, don't listen to the old man, suffer in front of you, I said that you will be unlucky within three days, but you don't listen, now the retribution is coming, the bell must be tied to the bell, you catch the son of luck, you have to bear the consequences, hehe, you should really be glad that you didn't kill him, otherwise, as long as he dies, tsk, all the immediate family, including you, are unlucky, and they are dead in vain, it is really miserable!"

Ahh

In September, the city lord almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

it, why the more the you talk about it, the more you infiltrate it, according to what you say, isn't that Lao Tzu going to get a boxed lunch? Because...

The son of fortune will surely die, though not at my hands.

Looking at the uncertain September City Lord, Xu Mu said with a straight face, "City Lord, I really want to know, that little guy, what is there that makes the City Lord reluctant to let go?"

The September City Lord's eyes flickered and tangled, and he didn't squeak for a while.

After a long time, he said with some regret, "It's late! It's late!"

Looking up, the September City Lord looked at the empty city and sighed, "I wonder if the master has ever heard of the blood totem?"

"Oh, it's a blood totem!"

Xu Mu showed a solemn expression.

However, where does he know what ghost blood totems are, they are all pretended.

The September City Lord said in a deep voice, "That's right, it's the blood totem, after the old man inadvertently felt that kid was the cultivation of the totem, he sent someone to contact the cultivation of the blood totem, calculate the time, it should be almost there, the cultivation of the totem is for the blood totem, but the cultivation of the great supplement, the destruction of the totem clan, the root of the root of the blood totem!"

"Blood totem, I can't afford to offend, so, that son of luck, how dare I let it go? Once I can't hand over the person at that time, the old man will be finished!"

Xu Mu pretended to be solemn and said, "I see!"

After speaking, Xu Mu said seriously, "However, compared to offending the blood totem, you are more troublesome to harm the son of luck, it's not that I scare you, all this is just the beginning, the fall of September City, not the end, in the next few days, no matter where you are, you will continue to be unlucky, and even your relatives will be involved!"

The September City Lord gasped.

This is unlucky, not too unlucky.

"For the sake of urgency, let's release people first!" Xu Mu said.

The September City Lord's eyes flashed wildly, and he hesitated, but thinking of the consequences of all kinds of bad luck in the future, the September City Lord sighed lightly and said a little weakly, "Then let them go!"

The white sword was brought out.

The young man was very frightened and a little confused.

Li Xuanqiu apologized to himself with tears in his eyes, that sincerity made Bai Jian feel like he was dreaming, God knows how arrogant this thing was at the beginning, and he didn't put himself in his eyes at all, but now, he is like a grandson.

Wait until you come to the September City Lord.

Bai Jian couldn't help but tremble with fear when he recalled the torture that the city lord had tortured him in September, but then Bai Jian found that everything was very abnormal.

Li Xuanqiu is not normal, as respectful as a grandson.

This September, the city lord is also abnormal, all kinds of apologies, very sincere, and maybe someone will be moved to tears on the spot.

Until he left, Bai Jian couldn't react, but he still remembered an unfamiliar voice in his ears, asking him to go outside the city, saying that his sister was waiting for him there.

White Sword left safely.

Xu Mu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Relax completely.

Get ready to have some fun with the September City Lord.

This old thing is not a good thing, including his son Li Xuanqiu, and he is not a good bird.

Xu Mu got up without a little psychological burden.

Moreover, Xu Mu is really curious about the blood totem or something, he has the Moon Saint General Armor, speaking of which, it can be regarded as the cultivation of half a totem.

Blood totem, as soon as he heard it, it was more evil, Xu Mu wanted to see if he could make some benefits.

The stench of September City began to dissipate, allowing the September City Lord to rest easy, but on this day, with an earth-shattering momentum, coming from the sky, the September City Lord's heart was beating again.

Here it comes!

The blood-colored streamers simply turned the sky into a blood-colored canopy.

In the blood-colored sky, there were three monks, all of whom were old men, and the cultivation on their bodies was mysterious and could not be seen through, but the rules between the gestures were revealed, letting the September City Lord know that he was never an opponent.

Stand in mid-air.

The September City Lord looked at the three old men with a frightened face, his scalp tingling, getting closer and closer, and his body trembled unnaturally.

Blood Totem, Arrival!

(End of chapter)