Of course.

This method also belongs to the sword going sideways.

Moreover, it cannot be used more than once.

Otherwise, there is a real risk of becoming blind.

But I'm betting that I won't be able to do it a second time!

Because, there is no need for this!

The master who dares to cast this kind of spell, after being broken by me for the first time, will definitely not cast it a second time, which is tantamount to looking down on himself!

I wiped the blood and tears from my eyes and glanced at the abstinence again, and he was screaming on the side, but he soon came to his senses.

"Big brother, awesome." He gave me a thumbs up, then looked straight ahead with an angry face: "Who is doing this?" If there's a kind, get out! ”

I also looked at it as well.

I saw that in the huge factory, Zhang Huaqiang walked out first, still dressed as a hooligan and a gangster, holding an electric baton in his hand.

He looked at me with a sinister smile and said, "Did you bring anything with you?" Put it down if you bring it, roll over and kneel down and kowtow to Lao Tzu! ”

I was expressionless, and I didn't talk to him, but said to the air: "I have long heard that the Southeast Asian head lowering technique is powerful, but I didn't expect to see the lama who casts the Empty Ming Prison today, since they are all fellow practitioners, why don't you dare to come out and see it?" ”

Without waiting for Zhang Huaqiang to respond, under the darkness behind him, an old monk wearing a half-length lama robe, his skin seemed to have been burned by fire, and only one pupil remained, slowly walked out.

Behind him was another old monk I had killed with the National Teacher's Order last time, and he slowly pushed Li Hongyue, who was tied to a wheelchair, and walked out.

She was covered in bruises, unconscious, and ragged, and looked like she had been beaten and her head was on one side.

I squinted at the lama, who looked to be at least seventy or eighty years old, and was looking straight at me.

Invisibly, there is a very powerful oppressive force that has descended on me.

This person is not easy to mess with.

But I was not afraid, because I had already made sufficient preparations for this visit, so I took the initiative to say: "Three waters, six earths, should be glorious and desolate." ”

This is a colloquial saying used to greet lamas.

But the old lama didn't respond to me at all, just pointed to my box and asked me to hand it over to him, as if he didn't like to deal with people.

I didn't rush in, since I came to save people, I saved people first.

I put the box on the ground, looked at Zhang Huaqiang and said, "If the person is released, you can take the things." ”

Zhang Huaqiang sneered: "Count you as a bastard, if it weren't for the sake of Master Kongyue, Lao Tzu would have to abolish you today!" ”

Master of the Sky Moon?

It should be the Buddha name of this lama.

Zhang Huaqiang walked up and reached out to take the box, and gave me a look from time to time, as if he could do it at any time.

But I shook my head at him anyway, because it wasn't necessary.

The person who really has to deal with it is this lama.

Zhang Huaqiang is estimated to be a chess piece.

Seeing this guy take things away, the old monk who came back from the dead also pushed Li Hongyue over with a numb face.

I took two steps forward, keeping my eyes on him, knowing that this was the same fate as the three South Africans at the time.

The eyes are empty and the gaze is glazed.

It must have been resurrected by some evil method.

But it is inevitably different from the method of resurrecting Chen Jingwen.

Because his corpse already had the stench of decay, and the method of resurrecting Chen Jingwen by the mysterious man was a strange method used by the Qin Dynasty monks.

There is no resemblance between the two.

The former is not estimated to have a long onset of action.

I reached out and took Li Hongyue's wheelchair, and then reached out to probe her snort, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

I frowned, and hurriedly pressed her eyebrows with my hand, and pinched her neck again, but my body was stiff and cold, and there was no blood.

My face suddenly sank, and I looked at the group: "Where has her ghost gone?" How dare you fool me? ”

That's right!

Li Hongyue's ghost is gone!

In her state, she is completely an empty shell!!

This hand is too yin.

I didn't even notice it just now!

thought she was just knocked out by Zhang Huaqiang, a domestic violence man.

When Zhang Huaqiang heard my words, he was puzzled and said, "What kind of ghost? Don't talk nonsense here, since everyone has sent it, hurry up! ”

"Don't pretend to be garlic with Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu won't let you go!"

I glanced at him coldly: "You'd better keep your mouth shut, there's no room for you to speak here, if you dare to say more, I'll scrap your tongue!" ”

Zhang Huaqiang was stunned for a moment, then showed disdain, and said with a laugh: "Hahahaha, it's really interesting, you miscellaneous ......"

Don't wait for him to finish.

I jerked my sword finger up.

His eyes widened suddenly, and before he finished speaking, he was completely silent, and then he covered his neck with both hands, as if he had seen a ghost, and his whole face was extremely white.

"Stop screaming, your tongue is gone."

"Be dumb for the rest of your life."

I sneered, equally disdainful.

It's just a simple trick.

Before I came, I had already inquired about all of Zhang Huaqiang's personal information, including his birthday, and casually gave him Maoshan's "tongue grabbing order".

It's just that it doesn't make him mute for the rest of his life.

But it will leave him speechless for the next seven days.

When I say this, I'm just trying to scare him.

Really.

As soon as he heard me say this, he was sweating profusely, and he was picking at his throat like crazy, and even the blood was pulled out, but he couldn't speak.

So, he turned his head and knelt down towards the empty moon master, kowtowing to him for help.

Master Kongyue was expressionless, and he didn't pay attention to him at all, but just raised his hand and flicked his forehead, and the bastard fell asleep.

Then, he slowly stepped forward, picked up the box on the ground, and opened it to check it.

Tang Sancai was placed inside, intact.

But.

There's one thing missing.

That Kuman Thong.

The so-called master's face immediately changed, and he scolded me a word that I didn't understand, and his tone sounded like Tibetan.

The lama sect is from Tibetan areas, and it is not surprising that he speaks Tibetan means that he is a real lama.

But I still smiled.

Because.

I guessed it.

The purpose of this group of people is not Tang Sancai at all, but the Gu Man Tong inside!

I said, "Don't be angry, Master, it seems that we all have our own ghosts, but it seems that I am the better one. ”

"Then Kuman Thong is important to you, right?"

"It cost so much to find it."

"It can be seen that its value should be much more precious than this Tang Sancai, which is worth twenty or thirty million."

Master Kongyue's face was gloomy, and his wrinkled body twitched a few times, then closed the box and finally spoke: "You, you have some ability. ”