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A stream of hot white smoke rose from his right arm.
The next moment, the power emerged from the thighs and soles of the feet.
Huge explosive power gushed out from his legs without reservation.
boom!
As soon as Zongtai landed, Chen Mu broke through the air and appeared in front of him as if teleporting.
He bent over and stabbed Zongtai's heart with the dagger in his sleeve from bottom to top.
"You want to kill me with a small broken sword?!" Zong Tai continued to smile and glared at Chen Mu with contempt.
"Secret Technique: Shield!"
All his strength suddenly gathered in his chest.
"Haha! It's useless, useless, useless..."
"Sword in the sleeve: Piercing the clouds!"
The grey dagger seemed to come alive, twisting and vibrating.
squeak……
It was like a knife stabbing into a can, and a tooth-grinding sound suddenly appeared.
puff!
A soft sound.
Chen Mu pulled away.
Zongtai didn't even have time to stop smiling. A pool of blood appeared on his chest. The black spirit faded away like a tide.
He stared at Chen Mu in disbelief.
"How... how is it possible?!"
"No! I can't die here!"
He tried his best and his figure suddenly bounced backwards.
The vitality of the Youpo master is terrifying. Even if the heart is pierced, as long as the bleeding is stopped and sutured, they can survive!
This is his life!
The veins on Zongtai's neck bulged and he raised his hand and fired a flaming arrow.
The closest person is Jia Lao San. As long as we drag him to...
"Five ghosts moving a mountain!"
As soon as the rocket was launched into the sky, five clouds of black smoke appeared on its path.
With only a short sound, the arrow was swallowed into the space of the Five Ghosts Bag.
The billowing black smoke was like a giant predatory python, bending, compressing, and suddenly popping out!
Zongtai jumped onto the wall with despair in his eyes. Magical weapon?!
The next moment, black smoke rushed over and instantly engulfed Zongtai.
puff!
Drops of blood were spilled, and Zongtai disappeared completely.
……
Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the white porcelain bottle shattered to the ground.
Chen Mu looked back, but did not see any red liquid.
"Empty? What a pity..."
Black smoke rolled, and a black soul-fixing stake fell into his hands.
Chen Mu stroked the patterns on it, then turned around and walked back to the room.
……
The inner city of Nanyang Prefecture, the inner courtyard of the prefectural government office.
The main hall for the afternoon gathering has been redecorated.
Several long tables were placed side by side in the middle, and the tables were filled with fine wine and delicious food.
Chao Fang sat at the front, and the twelve brothers sat on both sides, each leaning on a long black pole.
The brothers clinked glasses and drank happily.
Chao Fang stared at the first empty seat on the left without saying a word.
As time went by, everyone noticed something was wrong.
"Why hasn't my second brother come yet?"
"Yes, it seems that his Soul-Fixing Stake is the closest, so how come..."
"Nothing will happen, right?" Jia Xiang's face turned pale.
My second brother hasn't had very good luck recently.
"Brother, let me go and take a look!" Jia Xiang stood up suddenly.
Chao Fang nodded gloomily.
Everyone put down their wine glasses and dared not say anything more. The atmosphere was temporarily dull.
A quarter of an hour later, Jia Xiang suddenly rushed into the room.
"Brother, the things have been taken away, but... there is no one!"
Chao Fang's expression suddenly changed.
He immediately pulled out a bright yellow scroll about the length of his forearm from his bosom.
The scroll is neither paper nor silk, it is soft but tough.
Chao Fang pulled it open suddenly, and a row of ancient characters the size of quail eggs came into view - Thousand Mountains Classic: The Strategy for Raising Yin.
There is a blank area after the title, the size of two palms, with a border symmetrically painted around it, consisting of straight lines, cloud patterns, and flame patterns.
Chao Fang quickly took out a white porcelain bottle.
He pulled out the cork, poured all the contents of the bottle of Zhaodianhong into the blank space, and then quickly chanted the spell.
In just fifteen breaths, the walnut-colored red began to boil and seep into the bright yellow cloth.
Thirteen spots quickly appeared in the blank space.
The black one in the middle is the size of a peanut, and there are eleven red ones around it that are the size of soybeans.
There is also an isolated red dot, which is now slowly moving to the right.
Chao Fang breathed a sigh of relief, then said gloomily: "Come with me! I want to see what the second brother wants to do by going to Taipei now..."
click!
The porcelain bottle in Chao Fang's hand was suddenly crushed, and he stared at the bright yellow cloth with an extremely ugly expression.
The red dot was moving just now, but now it’s gone!
The soul-fixing stake... one is missing!
……
Taipei City, a street of medicinal herbs.
At the end of the street there is an inconspicuous little pharmacy called Heshengtang.
It was late at night and the apprentices in the front hall had already gone home.
The lights in the backyard room were still bright.
Jiejia took a white handkerchief and wiped the tables, chairs and benches carefully.
Putting the freshly brewed tea next to him, Jiejia solemnly took out a fist-sized cloth bag from his bosom.
He gently untied the string at the mouth of the bag, and a pile of silver coins poured out.
Then he started to rub the silver beads one by one.
As he rubbed, his hands paused, then he continued rubbing as if nothing had happened, and then he said calmly without even raising his eyelids: "You either come down by yourself, or I knock you down."
The roof tiles creaked softly.
Squeak.
The door opened and Chen Mu walked into the room with a smile.
"I think you didn't eat enough this afternoon. How about some midnight snack?"
Jie Jia's bright yellow eyes rolled around and he stared at Chen Mu without saying a word.
Chen Mu: “…”
"Well, how about I stay at your place for a while?"
"Who have you offended again?!" Jie Jia couldn't help but raise his eyelids a little.
"I'm a good person, who could I possibly offend?" Chen Mu rolled his eyes.
Jie Jia stared at Chen Mu and raised his eyelids again: "Okay."
Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Twenty taels...a day." Jiejia stretched out two fingers and said.
"Why don't you go and rob!" This old guy is taking advantage of the situation!
"Robbing is not as fast as making money from you." Jiejia said slowly.
"Aren't you afraid that I will turn around and leave?" Chen Mu was unconvinced.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of chaotic horse neighing outside the door.