It happened between the lightning and flint, and it was only a moment's effort, and after the chief steward was split in half, the image of the person was the blood splashed by the taboo steward, and after he succeeded, he immediately retreated three or five feet away, and then turned into a wisp of black smoke, seeping into the ground at an incredible speed.

Although Wu Mian was born as a Fang Shi, he did not have the impression of this figure in his mind. Shocked, his eyes stared at the ground where the figure had disappeared, and he shouted to the returnee not far away: "What does Xu Fu mean by this?

After Wu Mian finished speaking, he did not reply. When I looked up at him, I saw that the old fellow had climbed back on the altar. beckoned to Wu Mian: "Come up and tell me, that one was a ghost just now." The lime and cinnabar laid under the altar, it can't get up!"

At this time, Wu Mian didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with him, and climbed onto the altar with the lacquered wooden box. When he came up, he found that he had brought the two corpses of the chief steward to the altar, and the old man was squatting on the ground, rummaging for something on the corpses. He rummaged through it, muttering, "You don't even have a decent home, and you're embarrassed to say that you used to be the head of the alchemist?"

At this moment, wisps of black smoke suddenly rose from the ground below the altar. The black smoke quickly gathered together, and once again condensed into the appearance of the figure just now. The figure circled around the altar for half a circle, and then began to 'walk' towards the center of the altar.

Now Wu Mian has nothing in his hands except this box. The dagger had been left on the side altar outside, and in a hurry I forgot to pick it up. But now that Wu Mian is almost prostration, even if he has a guy, there is still no possibility of winning. He could only start to slowly retreat, while shouting to the Returnee, "What now, is there a way to deal with it?"

The old guy said behind Wu Mian: "You take it first, I'm trying to figure out how to have these things."

Hearing that there was something wrong with the tone of no return, Wu Mian was about to look back to see if this old guy had slipped away again. Suddenly, a gust of wind sounded behind him, and a dagger flew towards the figure with Wu Mian's hair attached to it. Seeing that the dagger was about to be nailed to the heart, the figure suddenly turned into smoke and dispersed. After the dagger 'pierced through the heart', the smoke condensed into a human form again, and continued to walk unhurriedly in the direction of Wu Mian and the direction of no return.

"Let's make do with it...... Little guy, get out of the way!" Wu Mian's voice sounded behind him, and the last voice was shouted at him. When the voice fell, there was another 'whew' behind him, and a lit fireball flew towards the figure.

As in the previous situation, the moment the fireball was about to make contact with the figure, the figure turned into smoke. At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the fireball suddenly exploded in the smoke that had just spread. With a shrill howl, the smoke was blown out in all directions, and the dust of the explosion filled the air.

Wu Mian didn't expect the old guy to have this hand, and he was so shocked by the explosion that he took seven or eight steps back, and after standing firmly, he felt a pain in his chest, only to find that his chest was already a blur of flesh and blood. I can't imagine that this old immortal has such a killer feature. After seeing that the wisp of smoke had disappeared without a trace, he looked back at the return and said, "You plan to up together, right?"

At this time, he didn't expect the explosion to be so powerful, and his eyes widened as he looked at the shattered marble fragments on the ground after the explosion. After hearing Wu Mian's words, he took his heart back. After laughing dryly, he said: "I didn't expect it to be so strong, I've heard before that charcoal, sulfur and saltpeter are mixed together, and they can be exploded when they are fired." ”

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, looked at the two halves of the head manager on the ground, and said: "These are the things that can be used on this unlucky guy's body, and he is not dead set on alchemy......"

Speaking of the chief manager, Wu Mian felt a trace of guilt in his heart. He didn't want to continue the topic, so he asked about the figure that was blown up just now: "So what about the Jiao ghost just now? What is it, and what does Xu Fu mean by hiding it here?"

"You really wronged that old guy with this" After reluctantly breathing a sigh of relief, he looked at the location where the 'Jiao Ghost' was blown away and said: "The Jiao Ghost is one of the six major ghosts refined by Guangren, and Xu Fu will have no problem destroying it, but if you want to drive it, you can only do it by looking for Guangren." Do you think that such a big generous master is embarrassed to let the ghost envoy who borrowed his big apprentice? Like the terracotta figurines outside, this eighty percent is the idea of Guangren's little bastard himself."

At this time, Wu Mian couldn't even use the strength to walk, and he didn't have the heart to think about what the situation was, anyway, the things left by Xu Fu had been taken away, and now he was still thinking about how to get out. According to the hour, it should be already bright outside, and at this time, Liu Bang's army entered the palace, and it seemed that it was not easy to get out.

Just when Wu Mian was about to greet him to return or not, the expression on the old guy's face suddenly changed, staring at Wu Mian's back, and muttering, "When did you get so blown up......

Wu Mian reacted instantly, and suddenly turned around and looked back. I saw that in the location of the explosion just now, the black smoke had condensed into a figure, but this time the figure looked a little sluggish, and its movements were a little sluggish.

The figure looked at Wu Mianhe and whether he would return or not, and suddenly made a metal-like voice in his mouth: "I could have given you a good time, but now if I don't cut the two of you into pieces, I really can't get out of this breath——"

The eyes of the returnee straightened again, and he looked at the figure and said, "When will you be able to speak again? What has Guangren's little bastard done in the past hundred years." Wait a minute, why didn't you speak just now......" The old guy said this, and after a pause, a calculating expression appeared on his face again.

Wu Mian couldn't wait for the two of them to catch up, and said to the point of not returning: "There is another fireball just now! It can't withstand a second hit!" After saying this, the figure instantly turned into smoke and dispersed far away. It's a pity that the old guy said with a bitter face: "How many do you think it will take? It would be nice to save one."

The smoke condensed into a figure again, and after a strange laugh, it instantly arrived in front of Wu Mian's body, and before he could react, the non-sword and non-sword in his hand had already stabbed Wu Mian's chest.

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