Zuo Liangzhu was a little puzzled, he didn't understand who would come and knock on the door during this time period, he didn't call any hotel service, and the room fee, but he paid for three days, this has not expired, logically speaking, no one should come and knock on the door.

With puzzlement, Zuo Liangzhu came to the door, looked outside through the cat's eye above, and saw that outside, there was a thin young man standing, this young man, not very tall, with an ordinary face, thrown in the crowd, is the kind of proper passer-by.

"Is it Brother Zuo Liangzhu? Hello...... I'm Zhang Fan!! The young man outside said with a flat expression.

"Zhang Fan?!" Zuo Liangzhu was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and secretly said that he came quickly, and opened the door.

Zuo Liangzhu looked at Zhang Fan outside, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Brother Zhang Fan, you came so fast!" Not long after we hung up on the call, you found it! ”

"It's okay, Brother Zuo Liangzhu, this time I can't wait to clean up the owner of that terrible ghost!!" Zhang Fanpi glanced at Zuo Liangzhu with a smile, he seemed to be talking and laughing on the surface, but in fact, the killing intent in his heart was almost unbearable.

"Haha, that's so good!!" Zuo Liangzhu was in a good mood when he heard this, this Zhang Fan brother is really good, as soon as he came up, he went straight to the point, and he wanted to clean up the owner of the old thing, and he really had a deep hatred in the sea of blood, if he could make good use of it, he would be able to subdue the old immortal by himself.

Zhang Fan didn't say anything, and walked into the house expressionlessly, but as soon as he took less than two steps, he saw Sai Laoxian lying on the ground dying, seriously injured and dying.

At this moment, the killing intent in Zhang Fan's heart could no longer be suppressed, and suddenly exploded. Zuo Liangzhu saw that Zhang Fan was stunned and did not move, he couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Brother Zhang Fan, what's wrong with you?" But before Zhang Fan's words, what greeted him was Zhang Fan's ferocious punch.

This punch went straight to Zuo Liangzhu's front door. Seeing this scene, Zuo Liangzhu was startled by Zhang Fan's sudden punch, and subconsciously took a step back and narrowly avoided it.

"What are you doing here?!" was almost hit, Zuo Liangzhu's face instantly turned hideous, and he let out a low shout.

"What am I doing? You've taken my devil and mistreated me like this! What are you asking me for?! Zhang Fan didn't say hello to Zuo Liang politely, and tore his face on the spot.

Sai Laoxian is in such a tragic situation, he must have been abused by Zuo Liangzhu's grandson. His own ghost, he is reluctant to touch a finger, when will it be your turn as an outsider to do it.

"Good! Good! Good! So that's the case, I see, you're the owner of this old thing!! Zuo Liangzhu, after listening to what Zhang Fan said, instantly understood everything, said three good words in a row, and snorted.

"Now that you understand, then you should die!!" Zhang Fan didn't spare his hand, he quickly retracted the ghost frame of the old immortal, took a step back, took out the necromantic fire bolt from the system backpack and held it in his hand.

Zuo Liangzhu's survivor level, Zhang Fan has seen it, it is level 16, 6 levels higher than him, and hand-to-hand combat is very unfavorable to him, so this situation depends on the strength of the ghosts and spirits they have, as well as the strength and weakness of the talisman.

"I've seen your survivor level, it's only level 10, what skills do you have to fight me? Trash, get on your knees for me!! Zuo Liangzhu laughed angrily, raised the black whip in his hand, and slammed it towards Zhang Fan's head.

In his eyes, Zhang Fan is just a level 10 garbage, and he is level 16. The bonuses of various attributes are far from being comparable to Zhang Fan.

The black whip was getting closer and closer to Zhang Fan's head, but he didn't dodge, and his face was still calm as usual.

When the whip was less than an inch away from Zhang Fan's head, suddenly, a middle-aged man with a gray face and a numb expression quietly appeared in front of Zhang Fan, and when he raised his hand, he grabbed the black whip and prevented it from continuing to pump towards Zhang Fan's head.

"What?!! it! How is this possible!! Seeing that his black whip was grabbed by the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, Zuo Liangzhu gasped, and his face showed surprise, as if he had seen a ghost.

"It's ...... White-clothed ghost?! Zuo Liangzhu is not stupid, he has participated in nearly seventeen or eighteen maze scenes, and he is also well-informed, and he understands the reason for it, so he doesn't say a word, he doesn't care about the black whip, he just turns his head and runs.

It's a shame to say that although he has participated in the maze scene so many times, so far, he doesn't even have a white-clothed ghost, and there are only five black-spirited ghosts at most.

Otherwise, he would not have forced Sai Lao Immortal, who was a black ghost, to submit to him, because his supernatural strength was too weak.

may have something to do with his character, he generally deals with ghosts, he uses cruel and bloody means to suppress them, and many times, he accidentally shot too hard, and wiped out the souls of those ghosts, which led to the fact that the number of ghosts in his ghost frame is not much.

There is a big difference between the black ghost and the white-clothed ghost, at this time, he is not an opponent at all, Zuo Liangzhu knows that he can't beat Zhang Fan this time, so he can only flee quickly, the farther away he is, the better, and if he is targeted by the white-clothed ghost, he will basically die.

Zuo Liangzhu complained bitterly, and remorse arose in his heart, this time he was too unlucky, blamed himself for holding it up, he knew that he wouldn't ask more in the system chat box at the beginning, and if he didn't ask too much, it wouldn't have accidentally exposed his location.

Unexpectedly, this Zhang Fan was just a level 10 survivor, and even had a white-clothed ghost, which was unimaginable, and it was beyond his cognition.

I can't run anymore! But Zuo Liangzhu just ran less than two steps, but there was a deafening, thunderous explosion behind him, and the next second, he only felt a sharp pain in his right arm, as if he had been bitten by something.

Zuo Liangzhu looked stunned and frightened, looked down, and saw that his entire right arm had disappeared at some point, and at this moment, the right shoulder was blurred with flesh and blood, revealing the white bones.

"Ahh

"Yo! It's crooked! Zhang Fan glanced at the necromantic fire bolt in his hand in a little surprise and tilted his head.

In the shot just now, he accidentally hit Zuo Liangzhu's right arm, blowing his right arm into ashes, and did not kill him.