Lao Wen said angrily: "You don't need to be nosy!"

But he said this to Liancheng.

Yu Fat Man held a pen in one hand, and his cold eyes looked through the round-framed glasses and approached the ghost face of the people.

Chen slut unhurriedly put on a purple dress made of carpet material, took out her dressing box, and spread cheap foundation on the scar on the side of her face without noticing.

With no money in his sleeves, he looked at the old man with a smile, his clothes were windless, and he made a hunting sound. He said softly: "Big dreams are like the sound of waves, everything is determined and the yellow sand is endless. What about life and death?"

The old man gave an ultimatum.

"Come with me, do things for the banner master, and after the deed is done, you can still eat here and wait for death. If you don't want to, you're dead. You will be a potential threat to the Oniface, and I will not let you leave alive. ”

Lian Cheng sat on the sofa and didn't move at all.

The people of the Ghost Face Society who were present did not enter his eyes for half a minute. There is no division of Doupi Danding in "Qi Induction Collection", the entry is both a half-step congenital, and Dacheng can break through the innate realm.

With Liancheng's skill, unless he comprehends the innate supernatural power of the Dan Realm master, he will be particularly concerned. If it is underneath, it is just an ant that is crushed to death. He doesn't like to kill, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have murderous intentions.

The old man couldn't see through Liancheng's strength, he was happy to see Liancheng and Lao Wen infighting, and added fuel and vinegar and said: "This Taoist friend, people don't accept your affection, it's better for you not to interfere, isn't it a joke to put a cold ass on the hot face of the province?"

Liancheng still didn't move.

Holding the lid of the cup in his hand, he skimmed off the bitter tea foam in the teacup and looked down at the fluttering tea.

"I don't need to be told what I do. Especially the dead. ”

The old man endured his anger and continued to persuade: "Your Excellency had better leave here, there will be a dispute for a while, in case Your Excellency is also involved, this is a situation that you and I don't want to see." You don't want to have a grudge against the Ghost Face Society because of a few unrelated friars, do you!I think Your Excellency is also a reasonable person, so why get into trouble for others?"

"If I don't go. Liancheng seemed to be smiling. "What can you do with me?"

The people of the Ghost Face Society held their grievances for Qing Ming and shouted, "What are you talking about! Believe it or not, we will kill you together." ”

Ever since they began to meddle in the world, where have they ever suffered such aggrieved spirit? They act in a perverse and ruthless manner, and they never reason with others. Now that Qing Ming is worried about trouble, he has the idea of causing less trouble, what he didn't expect was that Liancheng would be so unsympathetic.

The old man's face gradually turned cold: "You...... I really don't know each other. ”

Lao Wen still didn't appreciate it.

He said: "The surname is Lian, we don't need you to sell favors. It's not a place for you to stay, either. I never thought of helping you find someone, and what I said was a lie to deceive you. It's not your trouble, what are you going to do!"

Lian Cheng shook his head with a smile: "Self-righteous...... I do things and I don't need to be told. No one, including anyone, can leave until the words are clear. ”

"Speak wildly!" the Ghost-Faced Sect man was even more annoyed.

The old man couldn't control his emotions anymore, he couldn't see Liancheng's cultivation clearly, but the ghost face would never be humiliated to such an extent, and it would be spread out to let people know that he couldn't bear the anger and blame of the banner master.

"Do it!" the old man ordered.

Everyone in the Ghost Face Guild shook off the scabbard on their waists in unison, their blood surged, and they were about to slash at Liancheng and the others when they drew their swords.

But to their shock, no one could draw the sword in their hands.

Liancheng had thoroughly comprehended the essence of the storm style, and within ten steps, all the sword shapes and even metal objects were under the control of his mind. The sword no longer belonged to the original owner, but surrendered to the sword intent of Liancheng.

The sound of the scabbard rubbing against the blade was endless.

With all his strength, his face turned the color of pig liver, and he couldn't pull out his sword!

The old man was surprised at first, and then showed a solemn expression. He could see that this was what Liancheng did, but this kind of ability is definitely not something that a simple character can have!

"Who the hell are you!" he pulled out his charm and stared at Liancheng.

Liancheng flicked the dust off his sleeves, slowly stood up, and smiled: "The ordinary boss who came to recruit employees." If you refuse to leave, I will kill one every ten seconds. ”

"Ten. ”

The Ghost-Faced Guildmen subconsciously wanted to move their feet, but found that they were frozen in place by the sword at their waist. The sword seemed to derive spirituality, bursting out with invisible power to trap the hand holding the sword, and no matter how it was, it was impossible to escape.

"Nine. ”

The old man shouted angrily, "Don't deceive people too much!" he threw out the vicious charm in his hand made from ghosts with all his might. If such a spell touches the flesh and skin, it will surely corrode the bones and turn people into blood.

Lao Wen and the fat man and the others couldn't help but take half a step back.

What everyone didn't expect was -

Liancheng reached out lightly and grabbed the rune paper. The rune paper only struggled in his hand for a moment, and the ghostly aura lingered wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a lump of ordinary paper lying on his stomach.

Unscathed, he crumpled the rune paper into a paper ball and threw it in the trash.

"Eight. ”

Liancheng stood still in place, smiling and continuing the countdown.

The old man suddenly reacted, this kind of cultivation is probably not just as simple as a Realm cultivator! Could it be ...... There is only one circumstance that can be explained.

Dan Realm.

Under the congenital, the invincible Jindan Dacheng realm. Innate master, rampant. Whether it is the cultivation of the Dao Law with a hundred veins, or the terrifying endless sea of qi, as well as the mysterious innate supernatural powers, they are all invincible existences of acquired monks.

"You—" The old man had barely said half a word before his throat was stuck.

The sword array composed of many swords gradually controlled all the movements around it.

"Seven. ”

Lao Wen and Chen Slut, No Money and the others looked at each other, exchanged glances, and decided to leave here immediately. They wanted to take a step, but they were frozen in place like the people of the Ghost Face Society.

"Six. ”

Liancheng's smile was even bigger.

Only then did Lao Wen understand his boldness. He had never experienced the power of the innate monks, and thought that he was just cultivating to a higher master, that millionaires were rich people, and multimillionaires were just richer people. With this thinking, he ignored the gaps in the gap.

The countdown fades by.

There was a deathly silence in the antechamber, save for the sound of counting. "Five, Four, Three, Two......"

No one wants to die. They are all human beings, and they are all people with a strong desire to survive. There is no point in struggling hard, his face is pale, his legs and feet are weak, and he prays to look at Liancheng with pitiful eyes, hoping to get around his life.

In the desperate gaze of the old man, Liancheng counted to the end.

At this time, his whole body was wet with sweat and he didn't realize it, and he only felt that his hands and feet were cold. Liancheng only said that he wanted to kill one person, but he didn't say who he would kill, and this kind of gambling death made them even more frightened.

Tick-tock, clocks swinging.

Lian Cheng paused, and said with a smile: "The last number, what is it?"

"It's... Be... Let's go, we'll go now......" The old man suddenly could speak, and he trembled. The Ghostface Sectarian nodded desperately.

Liancheng shook his head: "It's one." ”

Click!

Everyone's little fingers broke in unison, and blood flowed. They didn't notice that a thick black qi gushed out from Liancheng's feet, flowing into their bodies along the wound, and the old man was no exception.

"Spare your dog's life. Liancheng said slowly: "Get out." ”

Qing Ming not only did not hate Liancheng, but showed strong gratitude. "Thank you, thank you for your mercy!" the man from the Ghost Face Society picked up his fingers and walked away with trepidation.

Lian Cheng looked at Lao Wen. "You're a good person, continue to talk? You said that you are a good person who makes a lot of money, but you haven't told me yet. ”

Lao Wen was surprised, hesitated, and finally let out a long sigh.

"The elytra of the seven gods, may follow the masters. ”