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After soaking his feet in a warm bath and washing up, Chen Mu blew out the light and went to bed.
"Tsk... there are fewer entertainment activities."
"Sleep, sleep, and find what you want in your dreams."
Touching the forty-one Zuming talismans in his arms, Chen Mu fell asleep peacefully.
……
call!
There was a gentle breeze.
A round-faced man in black clothes, holding a long black stick, bent over and hunched his back, quietly climbing over the wall like a thief.
After Zongtai landed, he was about to lift his foot when he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"It's really crazy."
He's just a fugitive who's hiding.
How could it be that person from before?
Shaking his head, he was ready to leave. With the Soul-Fixing Pillar on him, no accidents could happen.
But... I'm here now.
Zongtai landed silently like a ghost and floated to the west window of the main house in two steps.
The window is a single hollow leaf covered with yellow rice paper. There is a wooden axis at the top that can be flipped up and opened.
At this moment, it was being lifted up by a horizontal bar.
Zongtai took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, placed it under the half-open window, and fanned it slowly with his hands.
A wisp of green smoke entered the room through the window.
With the help of a ray of moonlight, through the gap in the window, you can vaguely see the bed not far from the window.
At this time, a figure was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.
Zongtai stopped and waited. After a quarter of an hour, he suddenly opened the window and rushed into the room.
The moment he landed, he fell straight onto the bed.
The armor spirit wandered, and the right fist suddenly became as black as ink.
It was like a huge iron hammer, smashing down with a whistling strong wind!
Zong Tai said indifferently: "With the Soul-Fixing Pillar on me, no accidents can happen..."
boom!
The hard walnut bed shattered in an instant.
wrong!
The next moment, my scalp suddenly felt a sharp pain like needles pricking it.
Zongtai bent his knees and squatted down almost instinctively without thinking.
The left hand holding the soul-fixing stake was suddenly lifted up.
The dark soul-fixing stake pierced through the air and went straight above the head.
clang!
Like a hammer hitting an anvil, a huge roar suddenly rang in my ears.
A powerful force came from the top of the soul-fixing stake.
The left hand covered with strength seemed to be grabbing a slippery python.
laugh!
Like a knife scratching glass.
The soul-fixing stake suddenly slid down along the left hand that was like an iron hoop.
With a puff, it easily pierced into the blue brick floor.
Zongtai's heart skipped a beat and his pupils suddenly contracted.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 128: The Secret Strategy
boom!
Windows shattered.
Zongtai broke out of the window, carrying broken wood chips.
While in mid-air, the soul-fixing stake points to the ground.
Zongtai instantly used the force to twist his waist and turned in the air.
puff!
His feet were like iron nails, sinking into the soil.
boom!
The hard ground was tamped down, like crackers being crushed, and the dirt flew everywhere.
Zong Tai stared solemnly at the figure who was following closely behind him, holding a dagger and with long hair draped over his shoulders.
Oops! Wrong person!
"Friend, don't do anything yet, this is a misunderstanding!" Zongtai said quickly.
Chen Mu frowned.
Librarian? Misunderstanding?
My story hasn't been posted yet?!
fortunately!
First, trick this guy away, but don't compromise so quickly. Chen Mu pretended to be gloomy: "The way you acted doesn't look like a misunderstanding!"
Zongtai let out a long sigh, and the reply meant that they could still talk.
"What a misunderstanding!"
"I still have two drops of Zhaodianhong on me. How about that as my apology?"
"My friend, you may not know that Zhaodianhong is the essence of the Dragon Transformation Pill. One drop is equivalent to thirty Dragon Transformation Pills!"
Zhao Dian Hong? Chen Mu raised his eyebrows, pretending to be moved and hesitant, then greedily said: "Not enough!"
"I still have three thousand taels of silver notes on me. If you are still not satisfied, I will go back and get more for you." Zong Tai said quickly.
"Forget it, let's just leave it at that!" Chen Mu pretended to be reluctant.
"Thank you, my friend, for your understanding!" Zongtai let out a long sigh and slowly straightened up.
He raised his hand to signal Chen Mu to be patient, then slowly took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to Chen Mu.
"Friend, pick it up."
Chen Mu couldn't help but stare at the porcelain bottle. Was it filled with Zhaodianhong? He had never seen Zhaodianhong in its complete state.
Uh...
A low sound of breaking wind suddenly reached my ears.
The soul-fixing stake brought with it a strong gust of wind and smashed hard into Chen Mu's head.
Zong Tai was in mid-air and couldn't help but grin.
There are such naive people in the world? !
Give up and make peace?
"what!"
The Soul-Fixing Pillar arrived first after being launched, and appeared above Chen Mu's head almost instantly.
In a flash, the space seemed to freeze.
In this solidified space, Chen Mu slowly raised his head and looked at Zong Tai indifferently.
Then he took a slight step back.
The soul-fixing stake fell across Chen Mu's nose.
laugh!
A strong wind blew past, leaving a tiny wound on the tip of his nose.
“What a disappointing world.”
"The most basic trust between people has disappeared."
Chen Mu clenched his left hand with a dejected look on his face, and quietly put away the iron lotus seed that he had almost thrown out just now.
"I really want to make peace with this world. Really!"
"But the world always treats me with malice!"
Chen Mu's expression became ferocious.
"I can only fight evil with evil!"
hum!
The power of a fishing net quickly emerged in his right arm.
The powerful strength granted by the six forms of training techniques emerged.
The muscles beneath the skin suddenly rose and fell and expanded like a dragon turning over.
In the blink of an eye, his right arm swelled up!
laugh!