Listening to Qiu Zhaoxu's words, Wan Qingping's face immediately turned gloomy, like a donkey pulling a mill in a small place.

At the same time, his brain is spinning rapidly, such bad news is not trivial, he has to plan carefully, and carefully evaluate the pros and cons of things.

However, the dilemma now is that Wan Qingping does not have much information in his hands, and he only knows whether the square-faced monk is from the Ghost Control Sect, whether he is an ordinary disciple or a descendant? Will this behemoth of the Ghost Control Sect cross the sea to strangle himself for this person? Will the Wan Fa Sect protect himself or not? What is it about Bai Yugui that will be targeted by this person?

I don't know all of the above, no matter how shrewd Ren Wanqingping is, he can't speculate on the bad luck at all!

"Hmm, I didn't know I couldn't do anything about you before, but now ......" Wan Qingping was struggling with how to pry more information out of the unconscious square-faced monk's mouth, when he suddenly thought of something on his body, a flash of light flashed in Mung Bean's small eyes, and a smile appeared.

Stopping and pacing back and forth, Wan Qingping's hand behind his back was put down, and then his palm flipped over, and after the glow flashed, a Yin Measurement Talisman appeared in his hand.

Xu Haojia is a descendant of Jiuling Mountain, he is well-informed, and when he saw the thing in Wan Qingping's hand, he couldn't help but open his mouth and said: "Soul Searching Talisman?!" There was a hint of surprise on her face, probably wondering why Wan Qingping, an inconspicuous foundation-building monk, could have such a rare and vicious thing.

Wan Qingping just nodded, without saying a word, turned around and walked a few quick steps, coming to the unconscious square-faced monk.

This person's eyes were closed at this time, his face was obviously smoky, his head was messy, and the clothes on his body were also covered with burning marks, how could he have the arrogance and arrogance that intercepted Wan Qingping and the others at the beginning?

The big enemy fell to the end of being slaughtered at will, Wan Qingping couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad in his heart, he instinctively felt uneasy, and there was a feeling that big trouble was about to come up!

Squatting beside the square-faced monk, Wan Qingping hesitated again and again, and finally made up his mind, and with a twist of his two fingers, a flame immediately rose, illuminating Wan Qingping's plain face.

"Snort-" suddenly, the soul search talisman was ignited by the flames, and when the talisman burned out, the skeleton's mouth "whoosh-" spit out a green light, which penetrated into Wan Qingping's palm with the degree of electric light and flint, and an incomparably cold feeling made Wan Qingping shiver, and when he looked up again, the entire palm was already green.

Wan Qingping immediately slapped his palm on the forehead of the unconscious square-faced monk without hesitation, and at the same time sat with his eyes closed as if he was meditating.

Half an hour later, under the gaze of Xu Haojia and Qiu Zhaoxu, Wan Qingping finally opened his eyes, and at this time his face became extremely ugly, which made the two of them chuckle in their hearts.

"What's the matter?" Qiu Zhaoxu couldn't hold his breath for a while and hurriedly asked.

Wan Qingping didn't answer, as if he was digesting the news that he had just gotten from searching for souls, and after dozens of breaths, he rolled his eyes, as if he had been resurrected, and then said word by word: "It's a big disaster!"

Seeing Wan Qingping's solemn expression, Xu Haojia's faces suddenly changed, and they said eagerly in unison: "What do you say?"

"This person is a disciple of the three lives of the Yuanying monk of the Ghost Control Sect, one of the four lineages, this time he came to the Long family to have important tasks, not to mention what the important task is, but to say that there is also a Jindan monk who came with him, Jindan was a monk in the early stage, and now he is a guest at the Long family!" Wan Qingping pointed to the square-faced monk and said.

After Wan Qingping finished speaking, Xu Haojia immediately lowered his head and remained silent, as if analyzing the possible impact of this matter.

After a few breaths, the woman raised her head, the panic disappeared, and she glanced at Wan Qingping with an incomparably complicated look, there seemed to be hatred in it, and there seemed to be remorse, Wan Qingping was weak by her eyes, knowing that this woman had completely seen through her calculations.

But this woman didn't say anything in the end, I don't know why, she just wrote lightly: "I have to go back to Jiuling Mountain!"

Wan Qingping saw that Xu Haojia did not pursue himself, and breathed a long sigh of relief. Then he nodded approvingly, this is Xu Haojia's best choice at present, with the great god of the Red Whisk Ancestor behind her back, even the Ghost Control Sect can't do anything to her.

After all, the forces of the Ghost Control Sect are all in the Northeast Sea, and if they want to come to Jiuling Mountain for trouble, if there are fewer people to be sent, they can't help the Red Whisk Ancestor at all, and there are more people sent to the Ghost Control Sect, and other powerful Immortal Sects in the Southeast Sea will not allow the Ghost Control Sect to spread wild in their territory so unscrupulously, not to mention that this time it was the Ghost Control Sect monks who made the first move.

After making a decision, Xu Haojia moved Lianbu, came to Liu Wenlin's corpse, stood there and watched quietly for a while, there was no joy or sadness on his face, it seems that Liu Wenlin is not as close as a Taoist couple in the eyes of this woman, it is estimated that this is also the reason why she did not trouble Wan Qingping after seeing through Wan Qingping's calculations.

With a flick of his fingers, the billowing flames suddenly rose and surrounded Liu Wenlin's body, and then all the ashes were packed into a wooden box.

Wan Qingping and Qiu Zhaoxu surrounded the square-faced monk who fell to the ground after being searched for souls, and when they heard the blue light flashing on Wan Qingping's body, a goose dart suddenly turned slowly around him.

Seeing that Wan Qingping was about to make a dead move, Qiu Zhaoxu, who didn't know what he was thinking about, suddenly jumped up, and some didn't want to continue to cause trouble: "Brother Wan, it's better to let him go, in that case, the Ghost Control Sect may not trouble us!"

Hearing Qiu Zhaoxu's words, Wan Qingping sneered unabashedly: "Let him go? It's all like this, this person has become an idiot, what's the use of letting him go?"

After Qiu Zhaoxu listened to Wan Qingping's words with murderous intent and ridicule, his face became even more ugly, but he only opened his mouth and did not dissuade him again, as if he accepted his fate, he let Wan Qingping do it.

There was no objection, and the agitated Hui Goose Dart slammed into the square-faced monk's head.

But things are always unexpected, at the moment when the square-faced monk's head exploded, only a "poof-" sound was heard, and two red rays flashed, and the blood was as fast as lightning flew out of the square-faced monk's head before Wan Qingping and the two could react.

Then he passed through the unformed protective shield of the two of them and drilled into the two of them.

Wan Qingping and the others were taken aback by this strange thing, and immediately observed the strange appearance on their bodies.

The strange thing is that there is no pain or itching on the body at this time, and the blood does not seem to have any lethality at all, but it has turned into a blood-colored skull pattern the size of a lychee and appears on the arm.

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