Outside the crowd, a voice suddenly came, and I followed the voice, and the whole person was so shocked that I didn't dare to speak.

Everyone looked sideways, and the audience couldn't say a word.

Standing at the end of the crowd was none other than Zhi'an, who had died.

Le'an ran down like crazy on the stage, jumping and jumping with Zhi'an in his arms, and howling straight into the sky.

Zhi'an was very calm, just stood under the stage without changing his face, and shook off the dust casually.

"Are you surprised that I'm still alive?"

The already uncertain face instantly turned into the color of pig liver, and he pointed at Zhi'an and scolded: "It's a human or a ghost, you!" Even if you die, you won't stop!"

"Do you want to come and see, what the hell am I?"

Zhi'an puffed up his chest slightly: "You secretly pinched me, right?"

"You calculated that I had a catastrophe in my fate this year, the broken army and the greedy wolf entered the palace at the same time, and the appearance of seven killings was a proper death catastrophe!"

Gritted his teeth and looked at Zhi'an: "I didn't expect it, you're not dead!"

"can avoid seven killings, the head of Zhi'an is really not an ordinary person!"

Zhi'an smiled and shook his head: "You still can't get home, you only know the seven killings, but you don't know that this year is a big year in the twenty-year round of the palace."

"With Ziwei Star sheltering behind, what am I afraid of?"

He slowly pointed to the dust: "Master, I'll teach you one more sentence."

"If you are robbed, you should be robbed, and I take the initiative to die, which is equivalent to spending the catastrophe of death, which is called the rest of my life after the catastrophe!"

After that, Zhi'an nodded slightly at ***: "Speaking of which, I still want to thank you." If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't have survived."

"Now that I'm back, shouldn't you go?"

"Let's go?"

I shook my neck, "He can't leave before he makes it clear!"

"Then the poor road will clear the portal today!"

Before the words fell, Zhi'an had already risen from the ground, and the dust in his hand was like a sheathed sword, sweeping straight to the throat.

retreated again and again on the stage, but Zhi'an was obviously murderous and left no room at all.

Within a few rounds, *** had fallen to the ground.

Zhi'an tilted his head to look at him, and slowly put away the dust in his hand: "You want to be the head, it's still too far away."

With that, Zhi'an raised his head and shouted at the top of his head, "Disciples, show up!"

Several figures flashed on the roof, some old and some young, dressed differently, some wearing school uniforms, some with hoes, and a few wearing military coats, dressed as migrant workers.

"What is this?"

Zhi'an looked down at ***: "Say that you are low, don't disagree."

"You don't see any difference between these people?"

After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed to the top of his head: "The people who stayed in the White Cloud Palace were all people I hired outside, and they were not Taoist priests at all."

"I pay them every month, I'm the real boss!"

Zhi An slowly put away the dust, and couldn't hide his smugness in his eyebrows: "The above are the real Taoist priests of my Baiyun Palace!"

"They just turned into ordinary people and guarded my grave."

Before the words fell, the people on the roof had already landed, and the vigorous figure looked like it had been specially trained.

Zhi'an nodded with satisfaction and took out his mobile phone: "Come on, settle this month's account, and you can go."

For a while, Zhi'an seemed to be a professional businessman, scanning the code and paying people one by one.

Ten minutes later, all the fake Taoist priests in the courtyard were gone.

Le Anden looked up to the sky and smiled, walked to the *** step by step, raised his hand with a big mouth, and fanned *** in a circle.

"You can't imagine it, the entire Taoist temple, only you don't know anything, everyone is acting with you, I'm afraid you're not too deep in the play!"

Relieved, he covered his face with one hand: "You're really bad! Can you figure it out?"

"There's no way, to deal with villains, you have to use villains." Zhi'an looked at me proudly, "I learned this from you."

I laughed, "I thought you were really dead, who would have thought that you played a hand of golden cicada shelling?"

Suddenly, *** got up and was about to climb over the wall, seeing that one leg had rolled over the wall.

Le An's eyes were red, and after a few runs, he flew up and hit the back of the ***.