Zhao Qingsong saw that this ghost king was different and lifelike, and even the angry expression on his face was exactly the same as that of a real person, the spear in his hand trembled slightly, and he did not immediately stab out, and said secretly in his heart: "What's the matter with the extremely strong sense of oppression on this ghost thing?" But Jia Xiu was shot so many times by me just now, and he was already certain to die! I'm not going to act rashly until I understand the situation......"

The Ghost King said angrily: "Young boy! How daring! How dare you hurt my disciple of Yama! Aren't you afraid that when your soul returns to the underworld after death, this king will ask you to settle the account? ”

Zhao Qingsong saw that this Yama Ghost King did not make a move against him at the first time, but instead made a threatening speech, and couldn't help laughing: "It's ridiculous! Amusing! ”

The Yama Ghost King's eyes turned red, and he became more and more angry: "Good boy! You hurt the people in the ghost town of Fengdu, and you dare to make a lot of nonsense? Haven't you heard that 'Hades told you to die for the third watch, who would dare to keep you until the fifth watch'? If you don't accumulate yin virtue, after you die, I will let you taste all the punishments on the eighteenth floor of the underworld, and make your soul miserable in the underworld! Why don't you immediately kneel down and beg Ben Yama to have mercy and forgive you for half of your sins, so that the punishment after death may be mitigated? ”

Zhao Qingsong couldn't help but look up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha! I thought you were a thing, but it turned out to be just a mouthful! Babbling about all that nonsense, is there a fart? ”

The Yama Ghost King said sharply, "Are you really not afraid of the soul suffering after death? ”

"Afraid! I'm so scared! Zhao Qingsong looked disdainfully and said, "It's a pity! Lao Tzu is not dead now! Lao Tzu's life hasn't been done yet, so what do you care about the fucking death? Lao Tzu has never believed in ghosts and gods, Lao Tzu only believes in himself! When Lao Tzu was alive, he only talked about the things of life! After he died, let's talk about it when Lao Tzu died! ”

The Yama Ghost King was speechless, and he just wanted to open his mouth to say something, but unfortunately Zhao Qingsong had already seen that this Ghost King had a form and did not have any powerful means, if he had, then why didn't he do something to himself?

Obviously, the greatest ability of this ghost king is his mouth cannon, and he wants to intimidate himself with ghost words that scare ordinary people, which is wishful thinking!

Zhao Qingsong had long been impatient to listen to these nonsense, and with a shake of the spear, he made a move of 'Phoenix Three Nods', and stabbed three times with extreme speed!

The three shots were impartial, and they stabbed the target almost at the same time, only to see that the three shots stabbed Yama in the face, one shot stabbed Yama in the chest, and one shot stabbed Yama in the lower yin!

The Yama Ghost King was stabbed by Zhao Qingsong's spear, and with a strange scream, it turned into a cloud of black gas and wrapped it in the head of the bright silver spear!

Zhao Qingsong was taken aback, and trembled several times, but he couldn't shake off this strange black gas!

When he saw that the black qi was like a black snake, and seemed to want to climb up the barrel of the spear to him, he couldn't help but be surprised, and he picked up the spear fiercely, passed the spear through the flames on the side, and smashed it heavily on the big black rock on the side!

With a "bang" sound, the black gas wrapped in the tip of the spear hit the rock and disappeared without a trace!

And at the tip of the bright silver spear, a machete fell from the mourning door, which was the one Jia Xiu had been using!

The mourning knife fell to the ground, and the 'click' began to crack, shattering into hundreds of pieces in a few breaths, scattered in the pile of rubble!

And with the collapse of the mourning knife, the black mist and countless ghosts around it, as if they suddenly appeared, suddenly dispersed and disappeared with the wind!

There is only a mountain fire on the side of the hill, which burns more and more, raging and scorching!

Zhao Qingsong looked down at his bright silver spear that was broken into several pieces, and felt very sorry in his heart.

This gun is a good gun specially customized by the master at that time to find a famous hand, the gun barrel is made of good ox tendon wood with 'bamboo wood', which can not be broken easily, and the gun head is made of hardware and steel, which is extremely sharp!

Unexpectedly, this gun was smashed by himself today, and it was inexplicably broken into several pieces!

It stands to reason that the barrel of this gun is extremely strong, and it will never be smashed so easily!

Zhao Qinggun saw that the broken section of the bright silver spear was faintly blackened, and secretly guessed in his heart that the broken number of the bright silver spear was mostly caused by that Yama ghost king!

He let out a long sigh and threw aside the small piece of gun handle that was left in his hand, it seemed that he would only have a chance to find a way to build a good gun in the future!

Zhao Qingsong took a few steps forward, and saw that Jia Xiu had turned into a cold corpse, and fell to the ground in an extremely twisted manner, all of them were dead and still maintained a desperate posture of climbing forward!

Zhao Qingsong kicked Jia Xiu's corpse and sneered: "Aren't you a ghost who is known as the ghost city of Fengdu?" How? The ghost hooker will die too? will point out the crooked ways, so he will deceive Yama and deceive everywhere! Didn't die at the hands of Lao Tzu? ”

He wanted to cut off Jia Xiu's head and go back to the court to receive the credit, but after thinking about it again, I don't plan to go back to the capital, I plan to sneak away quietly after saving Zhu Miaoying, what kind of bullshit credit do I get?

Zhao Qingsong was suddenly shocked in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good: "Oh no! I patronized and killed Jia Xiu, and I didn't care about Miaoying at all, the mountain fire that Cao Kang ordered is getting more and more intense, Miaoying won't have an accident, right? ”

Thinking of Zhu Miaoying, Zhao Qingsong was sweet and worried in his heart, and he turned around and wanted to find Zhu Miaoying!

As soon as he turned around, he heard a sarcastic sneer behind him!

Zhao Qingsong's hair stood on end all over his body, his muscles were tense, and his steps were nailed to the spot, and he didn't even dare to move!

He saw it very clearly just now, there was only Jia Xiu's corpse behind him, and two feet behind the corpse was a mountain fire, and there was nothing else!

Since there is no living creature behind him, where did this laughter come from?

Could it be that the disciples in the ghost city of Fengdu are really immortal and immortal?

Can you stand up and laugh again when you're dead?

Zhao Qingsong had never heard of such a thing before!

I've never encountered anything like it!

He waited for a long time, only to hear the mountain fire burning behind him, and there was no other sound, could it be that he heard it wrong?

Zhao Qing let go of the handle of the knife and slowly turned around!

Jia Xiu's body was still twisted and fell to the ground, no different from just now!

The fire was raging, and the surroundings were so bright that there was no living creature in this place now except him!

Zhao Qingsong relaxed his body, removed his hand from the hilt of the knife, and secretly laughed at himself: "I'm so tired, I'm tired and have auditory hallucinations, and I'm starting to scare myself!" ”

He was just about to turn around and leave this place, when he suddenly heard another sneer not far away!

The sound is so real, it's not my own illusion!

Zhao Qingsong's legs were slightly bent, his hand was holding the hilt of the knife, and his eyes were fixed on the mountain fire in the distance!

He was sure that the sneer just now had come from the wildfire!

No matter how perverse it was, he trusted his own judgment!

"Who? Get out! Zhao Qingsong shouted.

A few applause rang out, and in the rising flames, two figures slowly walked out!

These two people don't know who they are, and everywhere they go, the fire is opened, the flames are avoided, and the rising flames can't hurt these two people in the slightest!

These two people walked out of the mountain fire one after the other, and walked three feet in front of Zhao Qingsong before slowly standing still.

Zhao Qingsong stared at it, and saw that the person in front of him, about forty years old, was dressed luxuriously, with a knife hanging on his right waist, and the shape of the scabbard was a goose feather knife, and a ring of jade pendant was hung on his left waist, dressed like a rich boy!

Looking at this person's face again, I saw that he had fair skin, a slight beard under his chin, his eyes turned up, and he had an arrogant posture of 'Lao Tzu is the only one in heaven and on earth', and the corners of his mouth were embellished with a sneer of extreme disdain.

The man in the back was not very old, a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a thin figure, a pale face, and shabby clothes, who followed behind the man in front, shrunk his head, and seemed to be a servant of the man in front!

Zhao Qinglet go of the handle of the knife, seeing that these two people came very strangely, he was cautious by nature, and was not in a hurry to make a move, often planning and deciding, and wanted to ask clearly before it was too late to do it, and said very politely: "I am Zhao Qingsong, the emperor's imperial gift, and now I am in accordance with the emperor's holy decree to arrest Jia Xiu, who are you?" What are you doing here? ”

The man in front snorted coldly, still with his face facing the sky, his hands behind his back, and said with great disdain: "Bai Hanlu, tell this kid!" ”