The best ending conceived in the heart of the eight-fingered old ghost is that Bai Ze and the old demon of the black wind will die together, and the magic weapon will be all over the ground for him to reach out and pick up.

The second ending is - the old demon of the black wind was seriously injured and died, Bai Ze Debao, then if he kills this kid again, all the treasures will still fall into his hands.

The worst ending is that Bai Ze is dead, and the old demon of the black wind returns with a full load!

The old demon of the black wind is the realm of Jindan, and he has been famous as early as a hundred years ago, and the eight-fingered old ghost is really afraid of him in his heart, and at this moment, seeing that he looks full of energy, it seems that even his injuries have healed, and he is even more afraid to do it.

But if you want him to give up, he is really unwilling.

Since you want to pretend, you have to pretend to be momentum, Bai Ze suddenly pointed at Zhang Chengyun and said, "I want this person! He once shot at me, and I want to drink with his brain." ”

The eight-fingered old ghost still needs to be considered, and suddenly Cui Ming next to him laughed: "The seniors want people, and the juniors have anything else to say, just take it." ”

The eight-fingered old ghost was about to scold his mother, but he saw Cui Ming secretly glancing at him, and at the same time, his voice came from his heart, and said, "Uncle Shi is willing to watch all the benefits being monopolized by the old demon of the black wind?"

"Do you want to ......" Seeing Cui Ming's eyes, a crazy thought surged in the eight-fingered old ghost's heart.

"That's right, I'll sneak attack first later, let's do it together, kill him, all the treasures are yours Uncle Shi!" Cui Ming said with a gloomy smile.

The eight-fingered old ghost hesitated for a moment, and secretly transmitted the voice: "Okay!"

I made up my mind that if Cui Ming's sneak attack was successful, I would fight for it, and if it didn't succeed...... Hmph, it's not a big deal for the Hundred Ghost Sect to die one or two disciples once in a while.

Cui Ming's hand was strengthened, Zhang Chengyun was firmly bound by the black rope, unable to struggle, so he had to let Cui Ming drag himself towards the black wind old demon.

"Senior, this person's cultivation is not bad, and it took a lot of effort for us to catch him, shouldn't the seniors mean it?" Cui Ming said as he walked forward, while secretly lifting the hem of his clothes slightly, revealing a small flag hanging from his waist.

He was facing the eight-fingered old ghost and other disciples of the Hundred Ghost Sect on his back, and his actions were secretive, so he didn't attract the attention of others, so the small flag was only seen by Bai Ze.

Bai Ze recognized it at a glance as one of the "Twelve Heavens Yuan Shen Yin Demon Powerful Ghost Banner", and immediately knew in his heart who this Cui Ming was!

"You are so deferential, the benefits are naturally indispensable!" Bai Ze followed Cui Ming's words.

"Then thank you Heifeng senior!" As he spoke, Cui Ming had already walked in front of Bai Ze and respectfully handed the black rope that bound Zhang Chengyun to Bai Ze.

Bai Ze stretched out his hand to pick it up, and Cui Ming's hand suddenly erupted with several black gases, which firmly bound him like a spirit snake coming out of a hole, and at the same time flew back and retreated, shouting in his mouth: "Uncle Shi, do it!"

The eight-fingered old ghost recognized that this "oolong lock" was Cui Ming's exclusive magic weapon, once it was entangled, it was not easy to break free, seeing that the old demon of the black wind seemed to be in a predicament, the opportunity could not be lost, and he couldn't help but yell: "Give it to me!"

Immediately, he took the lead and pounced on the old demon of the black wind.

I saw the black wind old demon struggling violently, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of the black rope, the eight-fingered old ghost was excited in his heart, and he split it with a palm without reservation, thinking in his heart that this Cui Ming could be regarded as a great achievement, and he would eat meat by himself later, so he would have to share the soup and drink it for him!

This palm was split halfway, and he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, as if he had a sharp blade inserted into his body, and the eight-fingered old ghost secretly said that it was not good, but he was finally experienced in a hundred battles, and he didn't even look back at the critical moment, and slapped it directly with his backhand.

This palm gathered his ten successes, as if a yin wind was blowing in the flat ground, and a boss's skull flew out of his palm and rushed towards Cui Ming behind him.

Cui Ming seemed to have expected his dying counterattack, the black light in his hand flashed, and twelve flags appeared, and the rolling black mist was swept between the flags, and after the skeleton got into the black fog, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no sound.

At the same time, the black rope on the bound black wind old demon automatically untied, and a cold light emerged from the fingertips of the black wind old demon, stabbing at him with three points of amazement, three points of chic, three points of melancholy and one point of inevitability.

The eight-fingered old ghost only had time to say the words "You are not ......" before he was pierced by this sword light, and he died instantly.

The fake black wind old demon took off his magic robe, turned into a young man in white, and said with a smile: "I am indeed not the black wind old demon, but unfortunately you understood too late!"

As soon as the eight-fingered old ghost died, the remaining disciples of the Hundred Ghost Sect dared to fight again, and they scattered and fled, Bai Ze did not pursue, looked at Cui Ming with a smile, and said: "Pretending to be the same person every time, you have the reputation of "Thousand Variations Bamboo Yeqing"!"

"I want you to take care of it!" Cui Ming's voice turned into a female voice, and he sneered: "If it weren't for me, see how you save people!"

As he spoke, his figure changed, and in a moment he turned into a pretty girl in a green dress, who was Jiao Wei'er.

Jiao Wei'er untied the black rope on Zhang Chengyun's body, and said in his mouth: "Senior Brother Zhang, I'm sorry for you!", while taking out a pill from his arms, handing it over, and said: "This "Muscle Pill" has a good healing effect, even if the little sister makes amends to Senior Brother Zhang!"

Zhang Chengyun didn't answer, and said coldly: "Don't dare to be, please take this pill!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, isn't it because my little sister has tied you up for a long time?" Jiao Wei'er asked softly.

"That's not, I was captured, life and death are not controlled by myself, although you tied me up, but you were quite polite to me along the way, if it wasn't for your protection, the eight-fingered old ghost would have done it to me a long time ago, no matter how stupid the surname Zhang is, it won't be to this extent. ”

"Then why ......"

"My junior brother Mochizuki died at your hands?"

Jiao Wei'er was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, but ......"

"I know that even if you don't do it at that time, he will definitely die, and I also know that he took the initiative to find you, and if you don't do it, the eight-fingered old ghost will see the flaw, but he is a disciple of my Immortal Sect after all!" Zhang Chengyun glanced at Jiao Wei'er: "You saved me, I owe you my life, so I can't do anything to you, but I will truthfully report this matter to the sect leader after I return to the mountain!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, she is also forced to do so. Bai Ze finally couldn't help it and interjected.

"The reason for this matter, I will tell the master clearly, and I will go back to the mountain here, and the two of you take care. Zhang Chengyun didn't take Bai Ze's tone, and turned to leave.

Seeing that Zhang Chengyun had made up his mind, the two had to watch him gradually walk away, Jiao Wei'er suddenly smiled at Bai Ze: "Why do you help me speak?"

"You're in trouble!" Bai Ze said to him.

"So what? Isn't it too little trouble for me?" Jiao Wei'er stroked her hair indifferently and said with a smile: "Your disappearance is both condensation and refining, it's been almost seven or eight years, do you miss me?"

Being asked such a question so directly, Bai Ze blushed.

After fusing the soul of the Big Dipper Heavenly Emperor, Bai Ze's personality also became wild and uninhibited, blushing - it seemed that it had not been a long time.

Jiao Wei'er really couldn't care so much, walked up to Bai Ze, stared at his eyes for a long time, slowly wrapped his arms around his waist, buried his head gently in his arms, and said in a dreamy tone: "Idiot, I miss you very much!"