"Son, you can rest in peace!"

Ye Mingdao stood in front of Ye Jian's portrait and muttered to himself, Tang Fan died like this, which was beyond his expectations.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have suspected it was fake.

Now there are two problems in front of him, one is that Ye Jian's body is afraid that only Tang Fan knows the whereabouts; Second, how to contact the ghost doctor with a thousand faces.

Only by finding the ghost doctor with a thousand faces can the stolen body be recovered.

Ye Mingdao's visit to Jiangbei this time was mainly aimed at the Eastern War Tiger and the Nine Places.

If they can't find the stolen body, they can only say that it was a tie.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside the window.

"Who!"

Ye Mingdao broke out in a cold sweat and immediately flew out of the window.

In the moonlight, he saw a young man in black.

"Director Ye, it's been a long time!"

The voice of the young man in black was gloomy and cold.

"Old ghost with a thousand faces!"

After Ye Mingdao saw the person coming clearly, he lost his voice and shouted.

"You still know me, hehe......"

The laughter of the young man in black was very ugly, and it did not match his age.

Ye Mingdao knew that the old ghost with a thousand faces was good at disguise, he was not young, but he had been appearing as a young man recently.

"Old ghost, where have you been these days?"

As soon as he heard this, the thousand-faced old ghost was full of anger and scolded: "Ye Mingdao, your son almost killed me!" ”

Ye Mingdao frowned and said, "Old ghost, why do you say this?" Over the years, you've taken a lot of benefits from me! ”

The thousand-faced old ghost said angrily: "Then let me ask you, who are you offending me!" ”

Ye Mingdao immediately understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "Are you afraid?" ”

"If I had known from the beginning that your target was the Eastern War Tiger, I would never have been involved in this matter. In the past few days, I was almost discovered by them! ”

"Old ghost, this matter ...... I'm at fault, so be it, I'll double the reward for you! ”

"Hmph, you have that kind heart?"

"Old ghost, as long as you hand over the stolen remains, I ...... I'll pay you three times! ”

The old ghost with a thousand faces pursed his lips and said, "What if you kill people and kill your mouth?" ”

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Ye Mingdao's eyes, the old ghost with a thousand faces said it well, he was the only person involved in the case who knew the truth.

Only when he is dead can Ye Mingdao really rest assured.

Ye Mingdao thought for a while and said, "Old ghost, I promise you that I won't kill you!" ”

The thousand-faced old ghost said: "I know your secret and offended the Dongfang family, why should I believe you?" ”

"What do you want to do?"

"You and I join forces to kill the Eastern War Tiger!"

"Yes, but not now."

"You're not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry, when we kill the Eastern War Tiger, I'll hand over those corpses to you!"

The old ghost with a thousand faces snorted coldly, turned around and was about to leave.

"Old ghost!"

Ye Mingdao was anxious, and hurriedly called out to him.

The old ghost with a thousand faces smiled and said, "You changed your mind?" ”

"Old ghost, I just wanted to remind you that in two days, the corpse in your hands will lose its value to us!"

"You ......"

The old ghost with a thousand faces had a hideous expression, and clenched his fists in anger.

Ye Mingdao was proud in his heart, he felt that the old ghost with a thousand faces was not his opponent at all mentally.

He softened his tone and said, "Old ghost, I can give you a check for 50 billion now, and you can go away after you give me those corpses." ”

The thousand-faced old ghost lowered his head and thought about it, and said with a sigh of relief: "I want 100 billion!" ”

"Old ghost, you can't be insatiable, I can only give you 60 billion!"

Ye Mingdao reached out and took out two checks, each of which had 30 billion.

He tossed it, and the two checks flew towards the old ghost with a thousand faces.

The old ghost with a thousand faces didn't take it immediately, but waved his palm to isolate the check from a zhang, and only received it after making sure that there was no problem.

He glanced at the number on the check, turned and walked away.

Ye Mingdao followed closely behind.

After following for a while, Ye Mingdao frowned and asked, "Old ghost, isn't this the direction of Shuangjing Mountain?" ”

The thousand-faced old ghost didn't reply, and said, "Director Ye, do you know what it means to be dark under the lamp?" ”

Ye Mingdao was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's really yours!" ”

After a while, the old ghost with a thousand faces flew into a villa at the foot of Shuangjing Mountain.

Ye Mingdao stood outside and took a look, and followed in with a vigilant face.

As soon as he walked into the villa, Ye Mingdao felt the biting cold.

He saw that the hall of the villa was full of corpses, and countless jade plaques hung on the walls around him, and the cold air was emitted from those jade plaques.

Ye Mingdao knew that those jade plates must have been used to prevent the corpse from decomposing.

He stepped forward and tore open a piece of white cloth, looked at the female corpse on the ground, and finally let go of his hanging heart.

"Old ghost, the Eastern War Tiger never dreamed that these corpses would be hidden here, haha......"

Ye Mingdao swept away the haze in his heart in the past few days and laughed loudly.

"Director Ye, these corpses have been handed over to you, and from now on, you and I will never see each other!"

"Thank you, old ghost!"

Ye Mingdao didn't wait to turn around, and suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind him.

Not good, dangerous!

Years of combat experience gave his body a quick response, and he bent over sharply while jumping sideways.

At this moment, he completely burst out of his cultivation in the late stage of the Jiedan, and his body almost turned into an afterimage.

But he was too passive, and the short knife in the hand of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Doctor still cut off his left arm.

"Ahh

Ye Mingdao's entire left arm flew into the air, and he let out a miserable scream from his mouth, trembling in pain.

"Old ghost, you're crazy!"

Ye Mingdao rolled on the spot, and after dodging, he hurriedly raised his right hand and pointed at the acupuncture points on his body, quickly stopping the bleeding.

"Ye Mingdao, today is your death!"

The Thousand-Faced Ghost Doctor flew forward and threw the snow-white short knife at Ye Mingdao at the same time.

The ice and snow storm set off by this short knife instantly besieged Ye Mingdao, and the cold wind inside blew towards Ye Mingdao like a knife.

"No, you...... You're not an old ghost, you're ......"

Ye Mingdao looked at the short knife blankly, and suddenly came to his senses.

"Ye Mingdao, you can't escape today!"

A mist emanated from the periphery of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Doctor's body, and after the illusion was lifted, he turned into Tang Fan's appearance......

"Tang Fan, you really didn't die, ah......"

Ye Mingdao's face was full of regret, he had always been cautious, but he never expected that Tang Fan would also be able to disguise himself.

The hatred in his heart was monstrous, and the cold iron and ice blade had already flown in front of him, and he couldn't think about it.

Ye Mingdao immediately took out a feather fan from the storage bag, this fan was composed of ten pitch-black feathers, and it looked very ordinary on the outside.

I saw Ye Mingdao holding the feather fan and waving it lightly, and suddenly emitted a terrifying heat, which was like a wave of fire, directly colliding with the ice and snow storm set off by the cold iron and ice blade.

"Boom ......"

The terrifying wave of air lifted the roof of the villa, and the cold iron blade was knocked to the side.

"What a magic weapon!"

Although Tang Fan knew that Ye Mingdao was difficult to kill, he still underestimated him.

He stretched out his hand and shook it, and the cold iron blade returned to his hand.

"Tang Fan, you ...... You can't kill me! ”

Ye Mingdao laughed miserably, he had long forgotten the pain of breaking his arm, and threw the feather fan in his hand towards Tang Fan with all his might.

A sharp hiss came from the fan, and the ten feathers instantly disintegrated, turning into a strange bird spirit beast with a spider face and a peacock body.

Although this spirit beast is not an entity, it has a trace of a remnant soul.

It hissed incessantly, aiming at Tang Fan's throat and pecking fiercely.

This strange bird was getting closer and closer to Tang Fan, and a blazing wave of fire emanated from its black feathers.

After Tang Fan was shrouded in this wave of fire, he felt a sense of being out of his body, his body functions were disturbed, and his movements slowed down uncontrollably.

"It's ......"

Tang Fan had a sense of déjà vu, whether it was its voice or its shape, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Canary Sparrow!

Tang Fan remembered that his Soul Devouring Ding was also sealed with the remnant soul of the canary finch.

I really didn't expect that Ye Mingdao actually had a magic weapon made of canary feathers!