But before he could ask or say anything, Su Jing, who was facing him with his back to him, suddenly flicked his fingers, and a sword feather flew out, as fast as a streamer, a sharp arc crossed, and the head of the thin-clothed old ghost flew away from his body.

Lei Dong reacted the fastest, and suddenly realized that Su Jing had said that he wanted to take the head of the King of Thin Clothes and wanted him to die without turning a blind eye.

The head of the king of thin clothes flew up, rolled a few times in mid-air, and fell into the arms of Akame Zhenren, who was full of unhappiness and glared at Su Jing: "What are you doing?"

It's a pure coincidence, but it's Su Jing who cut off his head, and Akame has to blame him. Su Jing smiled: "Providence, doesn't the real person still want to tear his mouth?"

Cruel words but it doesn't hurt to say it, but the three corpses are not bloodthirsty and cruel, Akame is usually a little short-tempered, but he won't do anything about tearing the ghost's mouth to death, so he snorted and hurriedly threw the head aside.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the head hit the ground, another angry voice came: "Be careful when you lose something, and be careful of hitting others!"

Following the voice, next to the head of the man in thin clothes, the shaku-and-a-half little ghost cha demon mist was glaring at the red eyes angrily, and the little ghost cha was originally staying in Fucheng, but when he was chasing and killing thin clothes, he ran onto the shoulders of the corpse demon Ah Er, and also came with him.

When everyone was wearing thin clothes together, he stood by and watched the excitement, and just now the head hit the ground and almost hit him.

The little ghost's face was full of unhappiness, he muttered a few more curses in his mouth, raised his foot and 'bang', used the ghost king's head as a ball, and kicked it away.

Demon Mist is short and has poor cultivation, but the liliang on his feet is full. The head of the thin coat hung up with the sound of the wind and flew far ahead, Su Jing didn't know what strange thoughts he had again, raised his hand to shoot a sword feather here, and caught up with the head of the person in the flying in the blink of an eye.

There was a yang fire hidden on the sword feather, and as soon as it touched the skull, the flames rushed up, burning it into ashes in an instant.

Su Jing withdrew his sword feathers, and then said to the little ghost: "Be careful to hit others again." ”

The evil wolf was far away, and it was empty in sight, and there was no one there. But Su Jing finished speaking. Thirty feet away, the air suddenly shook. A group of people appeared to show their shape: the leader was thin and weak, carrying a long knife, the knife was more than a zhang long, and the henchmen of the king were on his back, and he was a boy with the word 'ten'.

A group of seventeen people met with Su Jing and others not long ago. However, at that time, the seventeen people had a solemn gaze and a majestic bearing. At the moment, he was embarrassed. All of them were ragged and bloodstained, and three of them were not lightly injured, and they could barely stand firm with the support of their companions.

The cross boy was ordered to chase down the wolf's movements, and they found the wolf's traces. But due to a momentary miscalculation, they were trapped in the wolves and kept rushing and killing in the wolves these days, but there was no way to escape, but they had been breaking through the fierce battle in the deeper part of the wolves, and they were far away from the Fucheng battlefield, and Su Jing didn't know it.

Zuihou, when they couldn't hold on, the wolves ceased fighting, no longer besieged the city, and no longer entangled with their group.

Seventeen people were exhausted, staying in place to recuperate, but the King of Thin Clothes fled to this vicinity, Su Jing and the others caught up with such an embarrassing time, the cross boy was not interested in seeing Su Jing, and launched a treasure to cover his and his companions' figures, but still could not escape Su Jing's insight.

Su Jingben also had no intention of breaking their hideout, but the young man's concealment spell was an illusion similar to mirage, and they were in front of the 'thin clothes head' flying, if Su Jing didn't make a move, the illusion would also be broken due to the disturbance of the head.

Seeing that Su Jing knew that he existed, the young man fortunately did not hide it and showed up.

As soon as he saw the word 'ten', Akame Zhenren let out a daxiao, and his face was full of joy: "It's not easy to be a daughter, hello! ”

What to kill, the body is not lightly injured, the true yuan is almost exhausted, how can you still have the strength to fight a strong person like Su Jing again.

Akame almost burst into tears of laughter: "Last time, you said that Zaijian was determined to take Su Jing's life and not kill him this time, then the old rules, and then a thousand words?"

was ripped off again, and the girl and more than ten other people were angry, but the young man nodded steadily: "Okay, it's still a thousand words." ”

Akame Masato was overjoyed: "Last time, the incense was 2.4 million liters, this time the price is the same, thank you." ”

After saying that, Lianhua touched her belly and smiled: "It's also an old customer, give a discount, 2.2 million liters of incense." ”

"Well, there are also favors in trading, and next time it will be cheaper to 'pay a thousand words', I am not greedy. "Thunder Tianzun said magnanimously.

"Last time I chased the wolf in a hurry, I didn't want to worry too much about mundane things," the young man's voice was indifferent: "Do you really not know how to settle accounts?"

One liter of incense and one or two silver, one word of thousands of liters of incense, twenty-four words are twenty-four thousand liters of incense, the last time Akame Zhenren was stunned to calculate the 'sky-high price' of two million and four million.

This thing is not like what the cross boy said, 'important things, don't want to care', he didn't calculate the accounts at the time, Akame said as much as he wanted, but soon after he understood, his anger was not because of more money and less money, but because this 'deception' was too bad, and he was even fooled!

This time, he refused to be the wronged again.

Akame didn't blush at all, and said with a smile: "One by one, our transaction is different from other houses, it is not considered a return account, the previous accounts have been settled, and it cannot be said that the new accounts are deducted from the old accounts." ”

The cross boy fought for 'justice', but the shelf of 'a thousand words of gold' did not fall, raised his hand and threw an incense bag to Akame, and he made ninety percent less at once and did not delay Akame Zhenren to be happy and happy, and he thanked him without a mouth, zuihou did not forget to ask: "The next time we meet, you still want to kill Su Qiangqiang, right?"

The cross boy didn't bother to say anything more, only nodded, turned around and flew slowly with his men.

The strong enemy strikes the traitor and confers the head, especially unexpectedly, and also earned an incense by the way, although it is only a small fortune, but it is really fun, everyone returns to Fucheng with great interest, and the corpse Ah Er does not forget to wave a photo, and the headless body of the king of thin clothes is in the bag, and the old ghost has a Qiankun bag and a hidden sleeve, there are treasures and money in it, and they will wait to go back and search carefully.

In the middle of the flight, several ghost kings exchanged glances behind Su Jing, and the red line king smiled: "A few of us are shallow, there is something I really can't understand, and I hope that the little nine kings will designate." ”

Su Jing responded with a smile: "Don't be so polite, just say it." ”

"The little nine kings' talismans, the whistling sound is really beautiful and pleasant, and there must be a mystery hidden in it, otherwise how could they scare off the wolves. The Red Line King said.

"A rune flies into the sky, and the endless evil wolf retreats!" King Nylon said: "The mystery of this rune makes me envious, if it is convenient, please ask the little nine kings to talk about it, so that a few of our old ghosts can also open their eyes." ”

Su Jing smiled: "It has nothing to do with Fu Shu, and I am inexplicable for the wolves to retreat." ”

King Qiu laughed twice: "It seems to be a major mystery, the old ghosts are reckless, they shouldn't have asked too much, don't blame the little nine kings." ”

The old ghosts who have been fighting for thousands and hundreds of years in the troubled times, their hair is shrewd and hollow, and they know very well what to ask and what not to ask, and they have long expected that Su Jing will not say the 'magic rune mystery', and he still comes to ask when he knows that he can't get the answer, and there is no other reason: the little nine kings are frightened by the wolf, this is a proud work, and it has to be mentioned.

Su Jing didn't know how to explain it, so he simply shook his head and didn't talk nonsense, so they could misunderstand.

Flying forward again, Fucheng was in sight, but Su Jing suddenly let out a 'huh', turned his head to look in the northwest direction, and saw that his expression was different, and the ghost kings around him were like facing a great enemy.

Empty and nothing.

The Slippery Head King frowned and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

There was nothing wrong, but he was a little happy, Su Jing shook his head and said, "The three corpses come with me, and the others will go back to Fucheng first and wait for me." After speaking, he didn't explain anything, and the fire wings behind him violently flew to the northwest. Several ghost kings couldn't figure it out, but they had to leave, and the others returned to Fucheng together.

Flying for a while, he came to a shaded forest, Su Jing fell down, bowed happily and said, "Disciple to meet the master, when did you come?" Just now Su Jing received a sword intent, which is no longer familiar, from the hand of Qianxun, it was the master who called him to meet, and Su Jing immediately came.

Only then did the three corpses know that Qianxun was here, and they were all overjoyed.

A breeze swept by, blowing the treetops swaying, and the light sound of the roar, the woman in the yellow dress with a long sword in her arms, and the woman leaning between the branches, were very similar to the situation when Su Jing first saw her.

I don't know Weishenme, Su Jing always feels that today's little master is a little different from the past, and she can't find the difference for a while.

Qian Xun didn't look at Su Jing, he raised his head slightly to look at the sky, and asked Su Jing in response: "It's been a while." happened to pass by the left, and when I heard that the situation of the little ghost of the Ma family was not good, I rushed to take a look, and when I saw that you were fighting and killing happily, I didn't rush to show up. What's the secret of your whistle charm, how can it scare away the wolves?"

Su Jing also arrived at the means that Shi Niang had used to secretly help the wolves retreat, and was about to say thank you, but he didn't think it was like that at all, so he immediately shook his head: "It's the kind of demon talisman that my master has seen before, except for sealing a whistle, how can there be any other mysteries." ”

"Why did the wolves retreat? As far as I can hear, there has never been such a situation as the wolves attacked. Qianxun lowered his head and glanced at Su Jing.

"The disciple didn't know either, he was just as confused. Su Jing didn't waste his mind on things that could not be guessed, and his words changed: "The old ghost in thin clothes during the war made it clear to his disciple that Yang Sanlang intends to compete with you to win, and your wife should be careful." ”

The mouth kept talking, but because of the shallow search and glanced at him, Su Jing finally found out 'where is the little master different from usual': gaze.

Qianxun has always been indifferent, but even if she has no expression, her eyes are still bright, and there is also the depth of indifference and indifference, and she used to have a look in her eyes.

But today, her gaze was as hollow as a lamp, bright and faintly glowing, but now it was dim, no longer bright, as if a pair of bottomless black abysses were silently swallowing up all the light, and before she knew it, she had also dyed her surroundings 'hollow'. (To be continued......)