How so!

I was drowsy and got out of the car, looking for a witch doctor to help me.

In the backing hall, many people practice witchcraft, and most of them harm people, but there are also witch doctors who save people, but the number is very small. I walked to the hospital in Gushantang, found the nurse on duty, and asked her to arrange a witch doctor for me.

Seeing that I kept coughing up blood, the nurse was terrified and quickly took me to Clinic 3.

In the consultation room, there was a witch doctor in his fifties, and there were two other people inside, it was Zhang Qing and Zhang Ping.

The witch doctor holds a tattoo pen and engraves a witch spell on Zhang Qing's arm. This is a spell that specializes in restraining ghosts, and many members of the backing hall will paint spells when they go out on a mission to enhance their own strength. Of course, this is a luxury that only elite members can afford, and it is worth a lot of money.

"Yo he!"

Seeing that my face was pale and coughing up blood, Zhang Ping looked at me with a smile and said with a triumphant smile: "Isn't this Zhang Longtian, just now he was talking about the brother of the sword protection department, why is he being beaten like this now?"

I'm so weak now that I'm too lazy to bird him!

"How?"

Zhang Ping also saw that I was not in a good state now, and he was not very afraid of me, so he laughed and said: "Now the cow can't get up?

"If you're impatient!"

Glancing at Zhang Ping, I said calmly: "We can find a place to fight, even if I am injured now, there is no problem in cleaning you up!"

"What kind of skill is in the nest!"

Zhang Ping's face was uncertain, but he still didn't dare after all, he glared at me viciously, and said with a smile: "I want to see how long you can drag!"

This guy has a hard mouth, but he has no intention of going out, so he is just playing tricks.

That's it!

Zhang Qing's witch spell was also painted, he took out 50,000 yuan and handed it to the witch doctor, and the two of them left in a hurry!

"What's going on?"

The witch doctor looked at me and said with a frown!

"Someone killed me in a dream!"

I hesitated for a moment and said to the witch doctor, "A very powerful enemy, I can't deal with it!"

"I can make you a stand-in puppet!"

The wizard thought for a moment and said to me, "The puppet can't resist the opponent's magic, but it can help you deflect the damage of the magic. How long it lasts, it depends on the strength of the other party, and the price is 40,000 and a half a day to ship!"

Quite a while?

It's too slow, I'm going to Clearwater right away.

With my current state, I can not go at all, but I don't want Hong Zixuan to fall behind, and I don't want to show weakness in front of those opponents. I knew very well that if they thought I was weak and bullied, they would pounce on me and tear me to pieces.

"It's too slow!"

I said to the witch doctor, "I'll give you more money, can you ship it quickly?"

"100,000, I'll find two more wizards to bless together!"

The witch doctor looked at me and said to me, "It will take 3 hours at the earliest, it can't be faster!"

For three hours, I don't think it's a big problem.

I called Hong Zixuan and asked them to go first, and I rushed over to meet them in Qingshui Town three hours later.

Hong Zixuan was very dissatisfied with my delay, but he was helpless, even if he was an elder, it would be impossible to prevent me from curing, at most he would disqualify me from participating in this mission. This mission was asked for me by name, and of course he will not disqualify me, so he can only wait for me.

After negotiating the price, the wizard asked me to cut off a strand of hair, nails on my hands, and a piece of clothing that I had worn close to my body, and three drops of blood.

Handing them to him, the witch doctor turned and walked away.

I didn't sleep for such a long time, I was so sleepy that I was going to die, but I didn't dare to sleep, for fear that I would be hacked to death by the ghost king under Qinglian's command as soon as I fell asleep.

After waiting patiently for more than two hours, the witch doctor came back and handed me a small wooden puppet. The wooden figure is as tall as the middle finger, and it is painted with witchcraft patterns, faintly exuding a mysterious and profound power. The wooden man has a small hole in the top of his head, which is threaded with a red rope and hung around his neck.

"You have to wear it when you sleep!"

The witch doctor said to me, "After the magic power is consumed, send it back for re-blessing, 10,000 yuan at a time!"

Thank you!

I paid an honorarium of 100,000 yuan and left the hospital.

I was exhausted and didn't want to drive by myself, so I found an ordinary member of the backer hall and gave him some money to help me drive the car to Qingshui Town.

Lying in the back seat, I fell asleep.

This time, there was no disturbance, and when I woke up, I was already in Qingshui Town.

Got up from the back seat and took out the stand-in puppet to take a look, the stand-in puppet's body was covered with knife marks, and the power of the witch spell on it was consumed to the point that it was almost reduced to waste. Seeing this scarred puppet man, I was also a little helpless, it seems that the wizard's ability is limited, and he is far from being Qinglian's opponent.

In a hotel, find Hong Zixuan and them, the main members of the sword protection department are on standby here, someone has already gone to Sanli Bridge, once we get accurate information, we will go there immediately.

I found a corner to rest.

I took a look, and every member here exuded the aura of a strong man, and there were at least five or six people who were through the mysteries. Some people do not have mysteries, but they exude a strong aura of witchcraft, and it is obvious that they have attained quite attainments in the practice of witchcraft.

Feeling the strength of these people, my heart moved!

It seems that Zhang Yi's so-called second master is very heavy!

Among these people, there are at least three whose strength is not below him, or even faintly superior.

Especially one of them, I felt the power of the ghost king in him, which means that he has a ghost king-level ghost slave, and he can be regarded as the strongest person here.

"Are you Zhang Longtian?"

Seeing me come in, the man got up from the couch and stared at me with a blank face.

This person is as sharp as a sword, with an invincible momentum, he must have cultivated some kind of extremely advanced swordsmanship, and his mana is also above me.

"Exactly!"

I couldn't figure out the details of him, but not to be outdone, I also stood up from the ground, reached out and pressed the hilt of the blood-dripping sword, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Tang Long!"

The man stared at my face and asked, "There's something I want to ask you!"

"What's the matter?"

This man is extremely strong, but he doesn't act aggressive, which makes me more vigilant. The targeting of the hidden needle in the cotton is always more terrifying than the direct attack.

"I have two cousins who don't fight!"

Tang Long stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of his sword, and asked calmly, "One is called Tang Cheng and the other is called Tang Jian, how did they die?"

This...

I see!

"Killed by the Oni Clan!"

Although I had a grudge against Tang Cheng Tang Jian, I really didn't kill them, and they had to leave Fayun Temple that night, but they encountered the soul coffin where the ghost clan lived halfway and gave them their lives. Zhang Yu and Lei Peng can testify to this matter, and my heart is a little at ease, which should not be a reason for him to make trouble.

"I don't believe it!"

Tang Long pressed towards me step by step, and said coldly: "According to the clues I investigated, you have a lot of disagreements with them, and you almost fought several times. Are you resentful and deliberately sent them to death?"

This...

Before going to Tiefeng County, Lei Xingtian did say that Tang Jian in Tangcheng might be Luo Yuqing's person, so let me find a chance to let them die. Now it seems that the reason why Lei Xingtian arranged it this way seems to be to attack Tang Long, a strong competitor, not to target Luo Yuqing.

It's just that before I could do it, they were killed by their own stupidity!

I seem to understand something!

It must have been after Lei Xingtian died, and some of his henchmen took refuge in Tang Long, and Tang Long knew some secrets so that he targeted me like this. He must have thought in his heart that Tang Cheng's death of Tang Jian was deliberately arranged by me, in order to help Lei Xingtian get rid of them.

Now that Lei Xingtian is dead, this debt will naturally be counted on my head!

"Looks like you have a deep misunderstanding of me!"

Take a deep breath, hold the hilt of the sword and pull it out inch by inch, I know that this matter is not explained, then there is no need to explain!

Hum!

Tang Long's face also became very ugly, he reached out and held the hilt of the sword, a brilliant sword burst out, and the powerful mana stirred and swirled, shaking the ground faintly, and the water in the tea bowl splashed up. has such a power before he makes a move, Tang Long's strength is really far above Zhang Yi, and his name as the second master is too heavy.

Seeing that we were going to fight, the sword guards around us hurriedly dispersed, not daring to get involved in our fight!

"Tang Cheng's death of Tang Jian, you must give an explanation!"

Approaching me step by step, Tang Long's momentum became stronger with each step forward, and his ghost king also began to merge with his body, which made his strength skyrocket again. I immediately felt a heavy pressure. This guy is extremely shameless, directly fusing the ghost slave with himself, but my ghost slave is not around, I have a strong feeling, I am going to be hung up and beaten today!