The woman's attitude made me frown.

Zong Qiqi was even more unhappy and said, "Hey, are you educated?" Do we have to answer when you ask? ”

The woman glanced at Zong Qiqi and said coldly:

"A ghost dares to speak out, are you looking for death?"

After speaking, she shook her hand, and a yellow talisman appeared between her fingers.

The man hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the woman, and said:

"Don't make extraneous branches, just collect the soul."

"Thunder isn't there." The woman turned her head to look at the man.

"It's the same if he's not there."

"But he's not here, who will take us to find that person named Liu Shisan?"

"Let's take the soul first."

The man said and walked directly to the hospital, and the woman quickly followed.

As soon as they left, I found that behind their cloaks, there was a cursive 'ink' character.

The people of the Ink Maker Organization!!

And they're still looking for me?

Eighty percent of them were Lei Ming who told them that I killed the people of the ink man, and they came for revenge.

Lei Ming must have no evidence, he should be the same as before, trying to get rid of me by the people of the Ink Cultivator Organization.

watched the two of them quickly rush into the hospital, went directly to the fourth floor, and came to the door of the little bald room.

The soul they wanted to collect turned out to be a little bald head.

The little bald head was raised here by them.

"Little master, are these two very powerful? They seem to be looking for you. Zong Qiqi asked in a low voice.

I nodded: "Don't say how powerful it is, at least there is a way to get rid of that little ghost, so we can save trouble." ”

As they spoke, the two men had pushed the door open and walked in, and turned on the lights inside.

"Why don't I go and see? I'm curious. Zong Qiqi looked at me expectantly.

"Hmm."

I walked briskly towards the hospital.

"Little master, are you also curious?" Zong Qiqi wondered.

I shook my head and whispered:

"It's not curiosity, those two are members of the Ink Maker Organization, in addition to collecting souls, they also want to kill me, I can't let them leave here alive."

"Got it."

Zong Qiqi suddenly floated up as he spoke, and went directly to the fourth floor.

I hurried up the fourth floor to the door.

Inside, the two of them had already fought with the little bald head.

One of them was armed with a whip and the other with a peachwood sword.

One left and one right are besieging the little bald head.

And those ghosts and souls have all disappeared.

The little bald head is strong, and he has not fallen into the disadvantage at all.

But those two are a perfect match, and judging by their strength and speed, they don't seem to be much better than me.

But the cooperation between each other is very tacit and seamless.

Coupled with the magic weapons in their hands, the little bald heads can't take any advantage.

But if they continue to fight like this, the physical exertion of these two people will be too great, and they will definitely be taken down by the little bald head.

"Is that the soul still collected? Not sure how long they can hold out. ”

Zong Qiqi whispered in my ear.

I also feel very strange, if you raise it yourself, why can you still fight with a soul?

It didn't take long for me to find out.

Inside this room, there seems to be a trapped soul formation.

Xiao Guang's range of movement is limited to a five-meter range centered on the Taishi chair.

As long as they get out of range, the little bald head will no longer be able to attack them.

"Senior brother, how did this Dao Sect boy become so strong? It's only been three years, right? The woman fought and retreated, and her tone was very puzzled.

"This thunder is a bit capable, but the stronger he is, the higher the success rate of waking up that woman."

The two of them withdrew from the range as they spoke, and the little bald head also gave up the chase and looked at the two of them angrily.

The woman suddenly turned her head to look at us outside the door:

"When did you get here?"

I smiled and said, "Two fellow Daoists, I'm just going to see if there's anything I need help with?" This little bald head doesn't seem to be simple. ”

The woman said angrily: "You know it's not easy, why don't you get out of here?" ”

Zong Qiqi couldn't help but scolded loudly:

"Hey, did you eat for dinner? Mouth so stinky? Can't even speak human words? ”

The woman snorted coldly, and whipped her whip at the two of us.

I pulled Zong Qiqi and quickly dodged away.

As soon as Zong Qiqi wanted to scold, an immature voice came:

"Hey, are you still fighting?"

I looked up and saw that it was the little bald head who had said it.

The woman was slightly stunned, turned her head to look at the man and said, "Senior brother, why is he still talking?" Enlightened? ”

"Eighty percent is, let's subdue it first, use this." The man said as he pulled out a bundle of thin thread from his backpack.

This line should be the ink fountain line.

My pupils shrank slightly, this ink fountain line is not ordinary, and its spiritual power is very strong.

The two rushed into the battle circle again, the woman restrained the little bald head, and the man went around behind the little bald head to attack.

The two cooperated tacitly, and in less than a minute, the man seized the opportunity to throw away the ink fountain line, and an ink fountain coil was directly put on the neck of the little bald head.

With a bang, the ink fountain line tightened, and the little bald head suddenly let out a miserable scream.

The man pulled the ink fountain line hard and retreated, leading the little bald head to the edge of the formation.

The little bald head was blocked by the formation, and was strangled by the ink bucket line, dancing and struggling wildly.

"Senior sister, quick, collect your soul!"

The man urged loudly.

The woman hummed, took out a golden soul collection talisman, and hurriedly rushed to the little bald head, raising her hand to slap the talisman on the little bald head.

As soon as Fu slapped it, the little bald head's movements suddenly became much slower, but he scolded loudly in his mouth:

"Despicable, sneak attack, shameless! Shameless! ”

It seems that the little bald head has been taken away, and there is no suspense.

It's my turn.

Just as the woman was about to recite the Soul Collecting Charm, I burst into the room and kicked the man in the back.

The man fell to the ground one by one, and the ink fountain line in his hand was also taken off.

With this loosening of the ink fountain line, the little bald head suddenly regained his freedom, the yin qi around him skyrocketed, and the soul collection talisman on his forehead instantly burned.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the woman quickly withdrew from the formation.

"You're looking for !! death"

The man said angrily, pulling out a dagger and stabbing at me.

I dodged sideways, raised my hand to grab his wrist, and an over-the-shoulder throw threw the man to the ground.

The man stood up with a carp and kicked his feet in my chest.

I put my hands in front of my chest, and a tremendous force came, and I took several steps back and fell into the formation.

"Hero! Thanks for helping! The little bald head looked at me with blank eyes.

I understood, and quickly removed the ink fountain line from his neck, and put it away.

"Hahaha, you two bad guys, come again." The little bald head was very excited.

The man straightened up and looked at me with a frown:

"What do you mean? Why the sudden attack on us? ”

I said, "Then why are you bullying my brother, what's wrong?" ”

"Your brother??" The two looked at me quizzically.

The little bald head also looked at me with a puzzled face: "Are you my brother?" ”