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As soon as these words came out, not only did the three ghosts almost fail to react, but even the old man and Xu Le were slightly stunned.

He, can't die?

What is this called?

Could it be that when he dies, the world will collapse?

Everyone, including Xu Le, was a little dizzy by this sentence.

Hei Wuchang's brows twitched, there were already faint signs of anger, hundreds of years, there were really few little ghosts who dared to say this in front of him.

At that moment, he asked strangely, "What about this?"

"Hey, hey, hey......" Nan Zhenguo smiled: "Anyway, if I don't die, it's good for everyone, if I die, I'm afraid your underworld won't be peaceful!"

"Bold!"

Black and white impermanence has an angry face, such an arrogant imp is really rare.

"If you don't believe me, try it. ”

Nan Zhenguo smiled, supported his hand, and stood up directly, and then looked at the ghost with a "what can you do with me", full of provocation.

Xu Le and the old man looked at each other, the development of this matter was completely different from what they thought.

This Nan Zhenguo, what kind of confidence does he have to dare to argue with black and white impermanence.

This guy took the wrong medicine, right?!

At this time, the other side of the room suddenly became noisy, and it turned out that Dr. Qin judged that Nan Zhenguo was in critical condition and needed to be sent to the hospital immediately. Everyone carried Nan Zhenguo out with all hands and feet, and several women followed behind crying, as if they were mourning.

Xu Le and the old man didn't leave, they wanted to see how the situation would develop, so they just found an excuse to stay, and no one cared about what they were going to do at the moment.

When the door slammed shut, the room became extremely quiet.

In this way, Xu Le and the old man are more conspicuous. The old man had an idea, and quickly pretended to be unwell and lay on the recliner on the side, squinting his eyes and secretly looking, Xu Le also sat down and gave him a massage.

However, it turned out that both of them were thinking too much, and the movement here did not affect those people at all.

The two sides are still negotiating, but it can be seen that the limit of patience of the rectum of black impermanence has reached a critical point, and it will take action at any time.

Sure enough, just after Nan Zhenguo said, "Let's go back", Hei Wuchang was completely angry.

I saw him raise his pitch-black mourning stick high, and his sharp voice also let out a hehe laugh: "Whether you can die or not, you don't count what you said in front of this seat! Time is running out, take it away!"

After saying that, he slashed down Nan Zhenguo's head, obviously deciding to take thunderous measures.

Nan Zhenguo was dumbfounded, he didn't expect this black impermanence to say that he would do it, and immediately hugged his head in fright, crying: "You can't kill me! It's my father who should die today! You can't kill me!"

With a "sonorous" sound, the pitch-black mourning stick stopped three centimeters in front of his forehead.

Nan Zhenguo looked at the "feather duster" who was close at hand, his legs were weak, and he fell directly to the ground, still muttering in his mouth: "You can't kill me......"

Xu Le was particularly speechless when he looked like this, and he was pretending to be emotional?

Hei Impermanence looked at his weapon, and then looked up at the person in front of him, his expression was a little dull: "You...... How?"

With the black and impermanent character, it is natural to say that you will be beaten, and there is no intention of scaring at all.

I didn't hit it just now, but it was only because it was hindered.

Two fingers that appeared out of thin air forcibly held the mourning stick that was about to be split, and it was no longer possible to score half an inch.

The fingers are slender and clean, like those of a pianist, full of spirituality.

But they seemed to be full of explosive power, and with only two fingers, they firmly contained the mourning stick of the Three Realms.

At a certain moment, black and white impermanence produced an illusion of fear - the emperor was there in person?

However, when they looked up, what they saw was Xu Le's handsome face.

"Zhenjun, wait a minute, I have a few words I want to ask him, I don't know if I can make it convenient?" Xu Le withdrew his right hand quietly and asked politely.

Bai Wuchang jumped out of his swirling tornado at some point, and glanced at Hei Wuchang, both of whom saw the lingering shock in the other party's eyes.

As for that little ghost, he was dumbfounded for a long time.

Pick up the mourning stick with your bare hands!

Big brother, what kind of fairy are you?!

Xu Le's inadvertent hand brought tons of real damage to the tolerance of these three prefectures, and he was in a trance for a while.

So when Xu Le said this, Hei Wuchang nodded subconsciously.

Xu Le looked at Nan Zhenguo and asked, "What did you mean by that sentence just now, what do you mean, it's your father who should die today?"

On the recliner, the old man's chest rose and fell.

Nan Zhenguo turned his head and glanced at Xu Le, a little surprised, as if he was surprised how he could see himself, and as if he felt that Xu Le was a little familiar.

But, that's all, after glancing at Xu Le, he twisted his head back, as if he didn't want to speak.

Xu Le frowned slightly and said, "Don't want to say it?"

Nan Zhenguo was motionless, annoyed in his heart, he was too afraid to say that he had leaked his mouth because he was too scared, but fortunately, he reacted relatively quickly and didn't say anything nonsense, otherwise he really didn't know how this group of ghosts would deal with him.

Xu Le asked twice and didn't get a response, and the confusion in his heart was even greater, what can this guy hide?

Hei Wuchang waited for a long time, a little impatient: "He doesn't want to say, then I'll take it away." ”

"Good. ”

Xu Le took a step back.

Hei Wuchang walked towards Nan Zhenguo with a mourning stick.

Nan Zhenguo was scared and cried again, he looked at Hei Wuchang in disbelief and said, "You...... Do you know what you're doing!

"Hey, this seat has its own set of rules for doing things, why do you need to point fingers, you little ghost, first follow me down to the oil pot and cook it for a hundred years, and then send it to the judge for interrogation!"

Nan Zhenguo's face turned green.

However, at this critical moment, Xu Le once again helped him block the mourning stick.

"You still won't say?"

"I ...... I said, can you let me go?" Nan Zhenguo asked Hei Impermanence when he said this, he was really afraid of this true monarch.

Hei Wuchang glanced at Xu Le, and his face was solemn: "If you confess, you can naturally be safe." ”

"Really?"

"You can go to the Three Realms and inquire at will, I am impermanent, have you ever been untrustworthy?"

The little ghost finally reacted, and snorted coldly: "The true monarch has always been obedient to his words in the underworld, you have to be careful when you speak!"

Bai Wuchang mended the knife in a timely manner: "The people of the underworld call him a word, it is him, he speaks, you can rest assured." ”

Nan Zhenguo looked at this and that, obviously still not at ease.

Hei Wuchang was impatient again: "If you don't say it, you won't say it, go down to the oil pot first!" said and made a gesture again.

Nan Zhenguo's mouth trembled, and he waved his hand and said, "Say...... I say!"

Only then did Hei Impermanence retract the mourning stick.

Nan Zhenguo took a deep breath and shook his head, as if he was phrasing.

Then there was a few minutes of silence.

It wasn't until Hei Wuchang walked towards him with a black face that Nan Zhenguo hurriedly opened his mouth with a sad face.

"Actually...... Actually, I should have died ten years ago, when I met a master who taught me how to continue my life. Every time this spell is cast, a related person must die. I've been using spells for this lifespan all these years. Today, the target of this spell is the old man, that's why I said that! I'm done, don't kill me!"

As soon as these words came out, the room suddenly fell silent.

All the ghosts, including Xu Le, showed expressions of disbelief.

And the old man on the recliner was wide-eyed, he couldn't believe his ears!

His own son, he actually wants to kill himself?!

Is this person in front of him really his well-behaved and obedient son?

Suddenly, the old man thought of his family members who had died inexplicably in the Nanjia compound over the years, and his heart suddenly brightened.

Could it be that this son of his, did all these things?!

Thinking of this, the old man only felt a tightness in his chest for a while, and then his eyes went dark and he fainted.

On the other side, Black Impermanence was the first to react.

He said with a cold face: "It's ridiculous, how can there be such magical powers in the world, should you be stupid?"

Nan Zhenguo cried directly: "Really, you must believe me, that man has a long braid, it's easy to recognize, you go and catch him!"

"What nonsense!" Hei Wuchang said before he could do it.

Nan Zhenguo suddenly remembered something, and glared at him in shock and anger: "Black impermanence! You don't believe in your words! Before, you said that as long as you make things clear, you will let me go!"

"Yes, I did. "Black impermanence stood still, not moving.

Nan Zhenguo breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly rejoiced in his wit in his heart.

As a result, before he could finish his breath, he heard Hei Wuchang continue: "However, you should have also heard an idiom - nonsense. ”

Seeing Nan Zhenguo's sluggish face, Hei Wuchang let out a long sigh, and then looked at him with special sympathy: "You believe all the nonsense, in the past few decades, you have lived in vain." ”

"Take it away!"