The little mute also looked like he had palpitations when he mentioned the Lingmu Boy, it seemed that this Lingmu Boy was very terrifying many years ago.

The Xuanbing Cicada had already appeared, but none of the people in the entire room dared to go out, even the blue cheongsam woman didn't move, and she was still drinking tea unhurriedly.

After being suppressed for a long time, there were some whispers in the room, but no one dared to speak loudly, and they were all scared just now.

I whispered to the little mute boy what was the matter.

The little mute took a sip of tea and told me something about the Spirit-Eyed Boy.

It turned out that this Lingmu boy became famous in the occult world decades ago, don't look at his appearance, he is only seven or eight years old, but no one knows his specific age.

He wasn't like this originally, but later he practiced a kind of black occult technique, and after he went mad, he became what he is now, only the Xuan Bing Cicada can restore him to his original appearance, so every time the Xuan Bing Cicada appears, he will definitely come.

However, the luck of the Lingmu boy does not seem to be very good, plus this time, he has waited for the Xuanbing Cicada for thirty years, and the first two times, there will always be some accidents that make him return empty-handed.

His previous cultivation was very terrifying, legend has it that twenty years ago, he had already reached the realm of a heaven-level master, but he didn't expect that this time his cultivation would suddenly improve so much.

I was surprised when I heard this, "Isn't he invincible in the world?" ”

The little mute shook his head gently, "In the occult world, no one dares to claim to be invincible in the world, and everyone who claims to be invincible in the world will die a miserable death." ”

"Long Zhiyuan's original cultivation has reached the point of reaching the peak, but because of his recklessness and arrogance, he has become what he is today, just a living dead who can't see the light. The real masters, not only are they highly cultivated, but they are also very scheming, and what floats on the surface of the water is just a drop in the iceberg, and in the occult world, I don't know how many unfathomable masters are hidden. ”

Although I am now a member of the Occult Realm, I don't know anything about the Occult Realm, and I only know that the Heavenly Rank Master is a very powerful realm, but I don't know what the difference between the Heavenly Rank Master is.

I gave the simplest example and asked the little mute, "If this Lingmu boy and Amu fight, which one is better?" ”

The little mute spit out two words without hesitation, "Amu!" ”

I felt a little unbelievable after hearing this, although I also knew that Amu was powerful, but I saw him fight with the Ten Thousand Souls Holy Sect, and I didn't see how he had the upper hand.

After hearing my question, the little mute looked at me and smiled, "The Seven Protectors of the Ten Thousand Souls Holy Sect, if even Amu can't defeat them, they will be destroyed a long time ago, and when you improve your mystic cultivation in the future, you will know how powerful the Seven Protectors are." ”

At this time, I had a deeper understanding of the words that the sect leader gave me when I set out: You can only outwit, not be invincible.

Although I also guessed before that I would definitely meet a lot of masters this time, I didn't expect that there would be such a ruthless character as the Spirit Eye Boy.

But the little mute lowered his voice and said to me, "Actually, the most terrifying thing now is not the spirit eye boy. ”

I was stunned, how do you say this? He's not scary, who's scary?

The little mute poured me a cup of tea and said, "What is hidden in the shadows is always the most terrible." ”

I understand what she means by this, which is an allusion to the fact that among these people sitting in the room, there may be more powerful characters than the spirit boy, but they know how to hide themselves better.

I inadvertently glanced at the blue cheongsam woman and wondered if she was one of them.

I drank several cups of tea in a row, but the little mute still poured me one cup after another, and whispered to me, "This is ambergris tea, although the Xuanbing cicada itself has no offensive power, but the chill on its body is enough to freeze people to death, if you want to get close to it, you must drink this ambergris tea." ”

I looked at the clear tea soup in the teacup, and I didn't expect this tea to have such an effect, no wonder it was sold so expensive.

The little mute told me about the proprietress who was sleeping on the tea table at this time, and said, "This woman is also a mysterious person, she only does business one day a year, but after decades, she always remains intact." No one knows who she is, but everyone knows that she must not be simple, so you have to be extra wary of this person. ”

I nodded slightly, in fact, I had guessed this before, in front of so many masters, she was still doing business with ease, but it is conceivable that she is by no means an ordinary person.

The cold in the room is getting heavier and heavier, but after drinking ambergris, I don't feel too cold, but it can be seen from the thick layer of frost on the wall and table that the temperature must be very low at this time, if I didn't have ambergris tea, I guess I wouldn't be able to stand it a long time ago.

Outside, the humming sound of cicadas flickered and flickered, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas and the sizzling of leaves.

But no one dared to go out, or could not go out, because all around them were covered with nets from the spirit boys, and those dense white threads thinner than a human hair, and they would die if they touched it!

After a while, the sound of cicadas chirping and swaying leaves came to an abrupt end, and the frost in the house quickly subsided, turning into a layer of dew around the house.

Everyone's faces were stunned.

Then, a few tables of people began to become flustered, because the Lingmu Boy left a sentence before going out: "Wait until I catch the Xuanbing Cicada, and then come back to kill you."

A middle-aged man sitting at the table on the far left suddenly stood up, "We can't sit still, we will all die horizontally and vertically, we might as well find a way to rush out!" ”

As he spoke, with one hand up, a Pu knife appeared in his hand out of thin air, and I saw that his face was flushed, and he walked towards the door step by step, and then held the Pu knife high with both hands, and slashed down at the dense white silk!

Clang!

With a sound of gold and iron communication, the white silk that looked thinner than hair did not move, and the middle-aged man was directly shocked and took two steps back, and before he could react, a few white silk rose from the soles of his feet like tentacles, and instantly wrapped him.

Immediately afterwards, the flesh on his body fell down piece by piece, and in less than a few seconds, the whole person was strangled into a pile of minced meat by those white silks!

A few people vomited directly, and now, no one dared to break into those white silks.

"We fought with him, I don't believe that we can't beat him together!"

A big man in a vest shouted, but his voice was shaky, the feeling of being cornered and facing collapse.

However, his big drink was immediately supported by some people, and they all regained their courage, saying that they were all dead, and it was better to fight with the Lingmu Boy!

One person even took out a grenade and shouted, "It's a big deal." ”

It's just that as soon as he finished saying this, the grenade in his hand flew out, and the chubby proprietress held the grenade in one hand and said while napping, "You are useless, don't break my small shop, you can't afford to pay for it." ”

After finishing speaking, he put the grenade in his mouth, swallowed it directly, and then continued to crawl on the tea table and snore.

The man with the grenade shuddered, and the ugly slave smiled at him, "Hey, buddy, you can't do this thing here, next time you might as well drive a tank and have fun, haha." ”

The woman in the blue cheongsam glanced at the ugly slave, and the ugly slave closed his mouth, picked up a fat pig's trotter again, and gnawed his mouth full of oil.

A group of people with swords in their hands, looking ready to attack.

But when the Lingmu boy appeared at the door, the group of people immediately began to tremble, completely losing the strength they had just had.

Poof!

One person took the lead in kneeling on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic, "Master, you have caught the Xuanbing Cicada, you can spare us!" ”

Then the group knelt down and begged for mercy at the Lingmu Boy.

The Lingmu Boy was expressionless, his eyes were hooked, and the group of people looked at the Lingmu Boy's appearance, and they were even more frightened, and several of them had wet crotches.

After a while, only to hear a crunch, one of the arms of the Lingmu boy suddenly fell to the ground, like a stone, and made a rattling sound.

Immediately after that, there is the second arm, and then the flesh on the shoulder......

When the Lingmu Boy fell all over his body and only had his head left, he suddenly opened his mouth and showed an extremely strange smile, "We have all been fooled, and everyone has to die!" ”

After saying that, there was a bang, and countless ice spikes emerged from his head, and the whole head was like a hedgehog covered with ice spikes.

With the death of the spirit eye boy, the white silk around him also disappeared.

At this time, I suddenly heard the sound of buzzing cicadas outside, and the room suddenly quickly filled the room with a layer of white frost again.

"It's the Xuanbing Cicada, let's go catch it!"

After the Lingmu boy died, the group instantly regained their courage and rushed out of the door with their weapons in hand.

"A bunch of."

The ugly slave gnawed on the greasy pig's trotters while showing a contemptuous smile at the group of people running towards the door, "The Lingmu Boys are not opponents, they will die when they go out, I really don't know if they have poop in their heads!" ”

The whole room, except for me and the little mute, the woman in the blue cheongsam, and the people dressed as ethnic minorities at the table, all rushed out.

After a while, the frost disappeared and the cicadas stopped abruptly.

One of the older people at the table dressed in ethnic minority costumes stood up and said slowly, "Damn, they're all dead, guys, follow me to catch the Xuanbing Cicada." ”

At his command, the rest of the young men also stood up, and lifted the black cloth from the bottom of the table, and I saw a few mouthfuls of something like a jar of black pickles.

The group seemed to be particularly confident, and walked out with the jar in their arms.

The ugly slave wiped his greasy lips casually with the back of his hand, and said to the blue cheongsam woman, "This group of people is the main master, I'll go and see it first, otherwise the Xuanbing Cicada will fall into their hands." ”

The blue cheongsam woman gently wiped her lips with a silk scarf unhurriedly, and slowly spit out two words, "Go." ”

"Gotcha!"

When the ugly slave agreed, he stood up happily, and rushed out with the exaggerated sledgehammer in his hand.

The woman in the blue cheongsam suddenly turned her head to look at me, "Can I make a reluctant request to the two of you?" ”

The little mute subconsciously leaned towards me, looked at the blue cheongsam woman vigilantly and said, "You say." ”

The blue cheongsam woman's expression was indifferent, "Xuan Bing Cicada is very important to me, please don't fight with me later." ”

"What if we don't?" The little mute had already stood up in front of me.

"Don't embarrass me, I don't want to kill." The blue cheongsam woman said lightly.