Chapter 296: Invitation
At this moment, the stone bowl collapsed violently, and the blood in it suddenly dissipated, and the old man's body trembled, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and with a bang, it was hit by an invisible force, and fell on the wall on the side.
It was at this moment that the door on the top floor of the tower was pushed open, and the ghost platform man walked in with a gloomy expression, but when he saw the mess here, he couldn't help but be stunned.
"How so...... This...... The ......" The old man who fell under the wall looked confused, frightened, and muttered incessantly.
"What's going on!" the ghost man stepped over, picked up the confused old man, and immediately asked.
"I'm looking for the next ghost party"... There was nothing wrong with my ritual, and I did see it...... Can...... But I've seen it..."The old man's body trembled, he raised his head violently, grabbed the shoulder of the ghost platform man, and in the shortness of breath, his expression was no longer confused, but sober.
"I see! You remember one thing, don't provoke that person named Su Ming, don't provoke this person... I saw things that shouldn't be seen, I saw ......" The old man clung to the ghost platform, his breathing became more and more rapid, and he said with difficulty.
"I can't tell you what I've seen, but you have to remember that and don't go...... Provoke...... He...... He...... He is ......" The old man's body twitched violently, and he pushed away the ghost barbarian who was stunned there, and choked his neck tightly, his eyes showing madness.
A breath that made the body of the ghost man tremble, suddenly condensed from this house, this breath was so strong that the scalp of the ghost man was numb, his body could not move, his eyes and pupils contracted, everything he saw in front of him was beyond his cognition, beyond his imagination, so that he seemed to forget to breathe.
He saw that in front of the old man of the ghost side, there was a translucent hand, which was pinched on the neck of the ghost side, lifting his body from the ground alive, and gradually, in the struggle of the ghost side, he seemed to have lost all his cultivation, like an ordinary old man, without the slightest resistance.
Ke Moshan knew that he himself was not the strongest person in the Ghost Tai Division, the real strongest person was the Ghost Fang! Although the Ghost Fang was in his last years, he was slowly killed by someone like killing a mortal, this kind of thing, the cultivation required, made Mo Shan unimaginable.
His heart trembled, looking at all this blankly, he slowly saw a translucent person who seemed to be dressed as an emperor, completely appeared in front of the ghost party, the appearance of this person did not cause the wind and clouds to surge, did not make the world change, but there was a fear that suffocated Mo Shan, rushing to his face.
At this moment, he became an ant, and the translucent man in front of him wearing an imperial robe and wearing an imperial crown could shatter his bones with a single gaze.
Time has only passed a few breaths, but these few breaths are as long as eternity for Mo Shan, he looked at the translucent figure, pinched off the neck of the ghost side, and after letting go of his hand, he seemed to look at himself.
This gaze made Mo Shan's heart roar, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know how long it had been, when he came to his senses, there was silence in this house, there was no sound, only the corpse on the ground that had been frozen, as if telling the truth of that scene.
Mo Shan's body trembled, looking at the corpse of the ghost side, and his last words before death echoed in his mind.
"I saw things I shouldn't have seen...... You remember one thing, don't provoke the person called Su Ming...... Don't go for ...... provoke him ......"
This ghost stage barbarian Gong Mo Shan's body trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he knew that in his life, he would never be able to forget the scene before the ghost Fang died and the translucent figure with the imperial crown, looking at him.
"What did he see...... Who is he......" Two dings, he, representing two people, Moshan was silent.
He was silent, and he didn't notice that in the ghost platform city under this snowfield, outside the towering tower, there was a breeze blowing...... This wind comes from the cold.
There are very few rumors in this world that cannot be spread, and there are few rumors that cannot be dispersed.
Some are shocked, some are angry, some are unbelieving, some are laughing.
But in any case, among the many rumors of the Ninth Peak over the years, there has been another such one, and their lives are still like that, the senior brother is closed, and the second senior brother is planting flowers and plants, letting the sun shine on the side of his face during the day, smiling gently, and at night like a ghost, looking for the darkness of the night.
As for Huzi, with those 10,000 jars of fine wine, he was happy all day long, grinning and smirking, drunk and dreaming of death, and even his favorite voyeurism had not been carried out for several days.
Su Ming is still copying the second form of extreme speed, controlling the arrangement of the divine general's armor, refining his own body, and making the final preparations for Tianlan to hunt witches.
Ziche's injuries have improved, and as for Zhuo Zhuo Su Ming, he sent his head to the first peak and sent it to Sima Xin's cave mansion.
In fact, Su Ming always had a question, this question was not aimed at Sima Xin, but the second senior brother, but he didn't ask, maybe the second senior brother had his own secrets and couldn't help Ziche heal in advance.
Bai Su here, after coming back, it was rare that she didn't come to look for Su Ming for half a month, as if she had encountered something hesitant and needed some time to think things through
It wasn't until half a month later, when she came again, that Su Ming saw more traces of Bai Ling on her body.
Bai Su, who returned, regained her previous character, rude, willful, and sometimes wanted to tease Su Ming, but every time she paid the price, it was often the upside down that she was used to.
Time passed slowly like this, and there were less than two months left before the battle of Tianlan Witch Hunting! In these last two months, Su Ming, who was not even out of the mountain, could feel a sense of depression enveloping the Tianhan Sect, like the silence before the storm.
Until this day, when Ziche returned from going out, he brought an invitation card for Su Ming.
The invitation card was issued by the largest ministry in the vicinity, and this auction will be the largest before the war, within the scope of the Tianhan Sect!
This is a convention, a convention that only occurs in a hundred years and a war, and there will be many people in the Haidong Sect who are so engraved that they will receive invitations to a large-scale auction held by the Tianhan Sect in their vicinity.
Su Ming wasn't very interested in this kind of auction until he saw that among the auction items marked on the invitation, one of the things that made his heart flutter!
A complete, quenched medicinal stone tripod!
This chapter is two thousand yu, I really can't write anymore, I am dizzy and already confused, but I have completed four chapters, even if it is one thousand yu, I have also completed four chapters, I did my best.
A whole old hour, very eager for your monthly pass, very longing!(To be continued)