Chapter 14: The Ghost Eaters Ask for a Mask

At noon, the gale stopped. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Murong Lan and the others walked out, "Little tears, where are we going next?" Murong Lan asked.

"Brother, look, those ghost eaters have entered the city. ā€

"These people are really persevering, but this time we were able to storm the city thanks to your help, little tears. Murong Lan coldly watched as the Ghost Devouring Clan looted and slaughtered everywhere in the city.

"It's a pity, all the good things are here. By the way, brother, don't you want those Qiankun bags?" Mu Li asked with tears.

"You can keep it, and you can make your own decisions about what you eat and drink in the future. Murong Lan replied with a smile.

After Mu Lixian identified the direction, the two walked north. But he didn't go far when the sound of people and horses rushing behind him came from behind. After Mu Li looked back with tears, he said to Murong Lan: "Brother, why didn't the Ghost Devouring Clan leave the city behind, but ran towards us instead." ā€

"Ignore it, we'll go ours. Murong Lan said casually, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, a trace of murder flashed in her eyes, and she said in her heart: "If you are here to find death, don't blame me." ā€

"Two little friends, go slowly!" the old man shouted loudly.

"We stopped and listened to what he had to say. Murong Lan turned around, straightened his cloak, and waited in place, while Mu Lixian naturally stood beside Murong Lan.

Soon, the Ghost Devouring Clan came to Murong Lan and the others, the old man turned over and dismounted, and came to Murong Lan, while the rest of the Ghost Devouring Clan quietly surrounded Murong Lan and the others.

"Uncle, what does this mean?" Murong Lan was not afraid at all and asked.

"Little friend, the old man didn't come here for any other purpose, he just wanted the mask on your face, it was the thing of our ghost eater. ā€

"Huh, you really know how to tell jokes, this mask belongs to my brother, how did it become yours?" Mu Li took a step forward and shouted.

"This thing is really my thing, but it was stolen by the ghost clan, so we tracked it all the way, and finally found that the mask was in the city, so we fought hard to attack the city. The old man was not annoyed, and said slowly.

"Young Master, don't listen to his nonsense, how can he be a human race and have the things of the Wu Clan. Sword Spirit said in his ear. "Naturally, this mask has already recognized me as the Lord, and how can it be forcibly taken by others. Murong Lan replied secretly.

"I don't know if Xiaoyou can return it to my clan. The old man continued, but the spiritual power on his body had already begun to fluctuate.

"You ......" Mu Lixian was about to argue, but was stopped by Murong Lan, and made some gestures to Mu Lixian without a trace. "Little tears, don't say it. Murong Lan turned his head to look at the old man after receiving a response from Mu Li's tears, "Uncle, your request can be described as an unreasonable move, not to mention that the thing belongs to me now, that is, what is the origin of this thing, can you explain it clearly? As he spoke, Murong Lan's eyes emitted a domineering momentum, approaching the old man, "You came with the intention of taking it by force." ā€

"Boy, don't toast or eat. A middle-aged ghost eater rebuked.

"Look, your true nature is revealed. Mu Li tearfully said sarcastically.

"Uncle, I advise you to leave, otherwise the consequences will not be very good. Murong Lan didn't want to say any more, and said to the old man.

"Little friend, don't think I don't know, I can't be sure who you are, but I've seen the green-haired bastard's bounty order. The old man's tone became cold.

"Uncle, pay attention to your words, my brother is not something you can evaluate, I will not pursue you this time. Murong Lan also replied coldly, although these words were ordinary, they were very warm in Mu Li's ears.

"And it's not a good idea to force it with threats. Murong Lan continued to speak, and his tone became tougher.

"Well, don't blame us then. The old man sighed, a little pity.

"Wait, I'll ask again, the old man is willing to retreat on his own. Although Murong Lan was questioning, he quietly gave instructions to Xuelan.

"Unless you hand over the mask. The old man insisted.

"Then don't blame me. Murong Lan drank softly, took off the Kunwu Sword with his left hand and waved it with lightning, and the Kunwu Sword sensed Murong Lan's intentions, and immediately disintegrated and exploded several feet long.

"Puff, puff," the dismemberment voice exploded one after another, and all the people who were close to him were beheaded, but the old man had enough experience, and he had already jumped away the moment Murong Lan burst out. "Little tears, do it!" Murong Lan ignored the old man, shouted loudly and left the battle circle.

"Yes!" After Mu Li was stunned for a moment, he immediately exploded the poisonous gas that had gathered in the dark and dispersed towards the Ghost Devouring Clan.

"Ahh

"It's poison gas, don't ......!"

"Ahh

The screams sounded in a blink of an eye, and I saw that those Ghost Devouring Clansmen were under the lightning attack of Murong Lan and the others, and they didn't have time to defend at all, so they were invaded by poisonous gas, causing their skin to fester, and even some of them were so bad that they were miserable, and those who were a little closer were even dismembered by the Kunwu Sword.

Seeing this, the Ghost Eaters in the distance began to flee. "Don't even think about leaving anyone who came today. Murong Lan burst into a shout, and chased after those who fled in mid-air, and when he pursued, the thunder flashed, and after a few breaths, Murong Lan returned to the old man's side, "I didn't expect that I, a person at the level of a spiritual master, would be so difficult to deal with." ā€

"Although I thought you were good at the beginning, I still didn't expect you to be so amazing. The old man said in a deep voice, and then grinned, the wrinkles made people look evil, "Fortunately, I am also a little prepared." As soon as the old man finished speaking, several figures rushed from a distance, and these people were all tumbling with a strong black qi, obviously having activated the mask before coming.

"Hehe, what does the mask you care about so much look like?" Murong Lan asked as he looked at the six people surrounding him.

"A pair!" the old man held out a finger.

"Looks like this old thing doesn't understand anything at all. The sword spirit's voice rang out.

"I would have given it to him if I knew it, but the current situation can't be solved by giving a mask. Murong Lan replied in his heart, and then Murong Lan said to the old man: "It seems that I am right, you don't recognize what you want at all, you just blindly think that what I want on my face is what you want, hum." Listening to Murong Lan's words, the old man was also shocked.

"Little tears, where is the mask?" Murong Lan turned his head to look at Mu Lixian, and once again instructed him to gather the poisonous power quickly.

"Here. As he spoke, Mu Li tearfully took out half of the mask and handed it to Murong Lan, "Huh." ā€

"Uncle, is this it?" asked Murong Lan, playing with his mask.

"That's it, it's still half there. The old man looked at the mask, and his eyes glowed with a thief's light.

"Is this it?" Murong Lan took the mask on his right hand, and then used a grip to smash the mask, "I'm sorry, my hand is a little strong" After speaking, he felt a little regretful.

"Boy, what are you doing here?!" It can be seen from the old man's face that at this time he was angry, surprised, and regretful with various expressions. But Murong Lan ignored the old man, turned his head to Mu Li and said, "There is still half of it, take it out quickly." ā€

Mu Li's tearful cloak was raised, and he stretched out one hand and took out the other half of the mask.

"Wait, just leave it to me. The old man hurriedly spoke out to stop Mu Li's tears.

"Yes, yes, hurry up and give it to the old man. Murong Lan also spoke with the old man.

"Oh, good. Mu Li tearfully threw the mask at the old man, but the strength was a little small, and it began to fall half a foot in front of the old man.

"Ah!" the old man's face changed dramatically when he saw this, and he hurried forward to pick up the mask, for fear that it would bump into it. "Phew, fortunately, this half is not bad. The old man took the mask and rubbed it carefully, but before he could finish it, the old man's complexion changed greatly, his eyes turned red, and then turned purple.

"Ahh

"What are you? Everything you want has been given to you, what kind of attitude do you have?!" Mu Li cried out loudly.

The six ghost eaters were shocked by the unexpected situation at the moment: the two who had originally obtained the masks had already given up resistance and were about to hand over the masks, but how could there be an emergency?

"What are you doing in a daze, kill me!" the old man exclaimed.

"Yes!" The six people took the order and quickly rushed towards Murong Lan and the others.

"Little tears, stand back!" Murong Lan stepped forward, the Kunwu sword in his hand was pulled out of the ground, and a piece of sand and gravel wrapped in thunder rushed towards the six people.

"Boom!" After a loud bang, the figures of the six people immediately froze. It turned out that when the old man took the mask, Murong Lan had already secretly been angry.

"Ha!" Murong Lan shouted, mixed in the sand and stones, rushed in front of the Ghost Devouring Clan, and without saying a word, he directly slashed out with a sword.

But the ghost devouring monster screamed, and it dodged Murong Lan's inevitable sword like lightning. "Huh?" Murong Lan was very surprised by this, "Can this also be avoided?"

At the moment when Murong Lan was stunned, the Ghost Devourer Clan who had dodged the sword attack had already united with the other two Ghost Devouring Clans to launch a counterattack against Murong Lan. The action and timing are just right.

"That's good!" Murong Lan was surprised by the fighting experience of the Ghost Devouring Clan, and as soon as his body twisted, the Kunwu Sword disintegrated again, and flew towards the three people who attacked, only to hear the sound of "Ding Dong!" "Come on, it's all because you're too weak, and if the other party is a little stronger, you can't do it. Sword Spirit replied disdainfully. Murong Lan had no choice but to use his strength to perform the Chongyun step and fly vertically upward.

"Brother, below!" Mu Li tearfully saw that the remaining three ghost devouring clans had already reacted, and rushed towards Murong Lan, who was in mid-air, and immediately reminded him. Hearing Mu Li's tearful reminder, the three people who attacked had already appeared in Murong Lan's eyes.

"It's amazing!" It was the first time for Murong Lan to fall into such a situation, the other party was not only powerful but also well coordinated, completely different from the opponents he had encountered before. In desperation, Murong Lan had no choice but to continue to perform Chongyun Steps, distancing himself from the other party. "You can't kill the opponent with just a slash, you have to use combat skills!" Xue Lan said, "And I also cast a bloody battle, but it has no effect, which shows that there is a bit of a doorway on that side." ā€