Shouldn't it be that the lady of Miaoyin, and the holy corpse has already arrived.

If that's the case, then we're going to do it.

Wind Howling seemed to think of this as well, and immediately his face sank.

I looked at the soul seducer from hell and asked, "How long has it been since Wu Baixing and the painting Changfeng started?" And what's the end of this gamble? ”

Since it is the Soul Breaking Glass that isolates us, it is impossible for us to rush in from the outside.

I can only put hope in it.

"The game has been going on for a while, and it doesn't feel like it's going to end unless it's decided." The people of the underworld responded.

"Winner or loser?" I'm pale.

The third uncle is gambling with Changfeng.

Isn't the so-called victory or defeat either the third uncle die, or the long wind to die?

"Miss Zang." Suddenly, Xinyue Fox opened his mouth and shouted at me.

I looked up at her without knowing it, but Xinyue Fox pointed ahead. Then I saw that the body of the painter Changfeng was shifting.

Then the third uncle's body also moved.

Are they souls gone?

I was amazed, but I didn't dare say a word.

It was the Hell Soul Envoy next to us who spoke: "It seems that the Soul Fight is over. ”

"Tell me if this Wu family is good or not. How could I see that his face was so pale, that it was difficult to even wake up. The richest businessman in Suzhou and Hangzhou looked at the third uncle who hadn't opened his eyes for a long time, and said with a teasing smile.

"Mr. Lin, isn't it just the time to open your eyes. The gamble is not over yet, and I still have a lot of confidence in the Wu family. The people of the exorcist family also spoke.

"Hehe, confidence. How could a mere living person be able to fight the city lord of Painted Bone City, the head of the four evil cities. The wealthy businessman in Suzhou and Hangzhou said with a look of disbelief.

They all made their own bets to buy wins and losers, so they naturally discussed.

But the more they said that, the more worried I became about the third uncle.

"Soul Suppressor, after the end of the soul fight, it is hand-to-hand combat. Can we take the opportunity to break the glass? After a moment's hesitation, I lowered my voice and said, "Let him help us break the Soul Breaking Glass." ”

He was not referring to someone else, but to a hell of a soul seducer controlled by the Howling of the Wind with a puppet.

The Hell Soul Envoy has killed many innocent people in Wufu Town, as well as in the previous town, and he deserves to die.

What's more, they have long been ghosts, even if they become evil ghosts.

"This method is feasible, but once it is done, it will inevitably attract the attention of the owner of the life and death casino." Xinyue Fox hesitated.

"Miss Zang, you don't believe in Wu Baixing so much?" After listening to our conversation, Wind Howl spoke.

What does this mean?

"It's not interesting, Miss Zang, I think the city lord of Painted Bone City is very powerful. But we'd better wait and see. Wind Howl smiled slightly.

Wait?

Wait any longer, my third uncle will be finished!

He hasn't even opened his eyes yet, but on the other hand, he can look at the long wind.

People have long since opened their eyes and don't say anything, and they still look like they're okay.

I can almost predict the scene of the third uncle's body crooked and vomiting blood.

Correct......

"Draw a long wind, can you take it?" Suddenly, a familiar voice came.

I hurriedly looked up inside, and at the same time the man instinctively leaned forward.

But this time I was not the only one who was so excited, whether it was the wealthy merchants of Suzhou and Hangzhou, or the exorcist family, or even the evil monks of the Kunlun sect, they all involuntarily leaned forward, wanting to find out.

When the words fell, the third uncle, who had been motionless with his eyes closed, not only opened his eyes but also stood up.

Then he patted the dust on his body, which didn't exist at all.

"Wu Baixing, I'm not dead yet. You're just a little bit better than me in your soul. We're going to have to fight hand-to-hand. The painting Changfeng also stood up.

But it is obvious that both the action and the speed are more than a star and a half slower than the third uncle.

"Okay, let's continue to draw the long wind." The third uncle smiled proudly.

Then he pulled out the black wooden stick from behind his back.

"Shhh Millennial thunder wood. In the private room, I don't know who gasped: "Could this be the legendary divine tree that can attract the five thunders of Tiangang?" ”

"Not only that, but it can also attract thunder at any time." Xinyue Fox said coldly.

This, this......

The wealthy merchant in Suzhou and Hangzhou suddenly looked extremely ugly and said: "This can be regarded as a violation of the regulations, how can Wu Bai Province hide such an important thing privately." ”

Obviously, this wealthy businessman from Suzhou and Hangzhou must have bought the painting Changfeng to win.

So I was very excited to see this scene.

The exorcist family, not to be outdone, immediately spoke: "The rules are set by the life and death gambling city, and since they let the gambling game go at that time, it must be in line with the rules." Mr. Qin can't afford to lose. ”

And just when the two of them were arguing, Xinyue Fox approached me and said, "Girl, look at it, wait for a good show." ”

What does it mean?

I looked at Xinyue Fox blankly, but the latter smiled brightly.

Then I turned my gaze to the howling of the wind, and he didn't say anything, but instead pointed ahead and motioned for me to see.

In desperation, I could only re-turn my attention to the third uncle and the painting Changfeng.

"Wu Baixing, you, this is cheating." Who would have thought that painting Changfeng would be so excited.

But it shouldn't.

He is not a wealthy businessman in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and he has never fought with my third uncle.

In order to arrest me before, he dared to shout at my third uncle.

How did you see the third uncle's thousand-year-old thunder wood and be so excited?

"Boom!" The third uncle raised his hand and attracted a thunderbolt.

Then he pretended to be ignorant and said, "City Lord of Painted Bone City, what did you just say?" ”

"I'm sorry I'm old, but my ears are not good enough to hear clearly."

Painting Changfeng, he was startled by the thunder just now, and the whole person was like a fried cat: "Wu Bai Province, I said that you are ruthless, I admit defeat!" ”

"What?"

"I still haven't heard clearly." That being said, the movements of the third uncle's hands did not stop.

The black thunder guide wood in his hand is even more accurate and accurate to the painting Changfeng.

This time, Changfeng is obviously not as lucky as last time.

"Ahh With a scream from the long wind, his white and flawless robe was blown out of a black hole in an instant.

The jade fan that he was originally holding in his hand also fell to the ground in an instant.

"Wu Bai, don't think I can't beat you. If we have the ability, we will go out and fight. "The words of the painting are very imposing, but the movements are really not very good.

Because at this moment, he doesn't have the demeanor of the lord of a city.

Not even the most ordinary exorcist, the head of the rat scurrying around, looks like a funny clown.

"Soul Suppression General, I've seen this painting of Changfeng, his strength shouldn't be so weak." I was amazed.

"The Sword Comes"

Although I am not ashamed of what Changfeng did, the facts are the facts after all.