"Hmph...... Hehe...... Giggling...... "At this time, at the moment when the iron chain was cut, Ma Chengfeng seemed to hear a treacherous laugh behind him, the laughter was very empty, far and near, neither yin nor yang, listening to the movement was the movement that tempted him in front of the immortal pagoda. But there was no one behind him, only the staircase and Wushuang?

Ma Chengfeng looked back at Wushuang, and Wushuang's face was full of innocence: "What's wrong?" ”

"You...... Did you hear anything just now? He asked.

"Ma Chengfeng, you're not sick, are you? Nothing, stop talking nonsense. This sevenfold immortal pagoda has a history of more than 2,000 years, and there are a lot of evil cults locked up here, but the tower god Zhang Han is dead, even if there is still something dirty to come out, are we afraid that it will not succeed if we have the Fuxi Demon Mirror in our hands? Wushuang said coldly.

That's right, there must be other ghosts locked up in this immortal tower, maybe those guys can't get out and make trouble. Ma Chengfeng didn't think much about it, and walked to the little ghost in the corner on the west side with another knife, cutting off the second chain.

"Hmph...... Giggle...... "The strange laughter came again, this time Musou was sure that the laughter was coming from behind him. Strange, if there were really other unjust ghosts in this immortal tower, then he could have shown the Fuxi Demon Mirror just now, could those evil ghosts be immune to this treasure mirror? The Tao is deeper than King Yong?

Fuxi Demon Mirror...... Ma Chengfeng looked at Wushuang suspiciously, and Wushuang had already wrapped the treasure mirror with a big black cloth. He paid more attention and asked, "Master, the mirror...... I really wanted to accidentally fall just now, and I don't know if I broke the mirror, do you want to take a look? ”

When he was stealing this treasure mirror, the old blind man told him that all living beings in the world, as long as they are panting, cannot shine on the front of this treasure mirror. This mirror can absorb the soul of living creatures, but there are exceptions, that is, people whose souls are extremely strong, such as Wushuang and Ma Chengfeng. That time, he also looked at the front of the mirror, and there was nothing unusual about his reflection in the mirror. In this way, Wushuang is the reincarnation of Kuixing, and he should also be able to shine on this treasure mirror.

"Mirrors? It's okay, I just saw it, it didn't break, don't rub it, go and cut off the remaining two. Wushuang was a little anxious and kept urging.

Ma Chengfeng tilted his head, a little cranky in his heart, something is wrong, right? Why do you think it's weird? What's wrong? I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't think of a reason. Wushuang is now the boss, and he has to listen to the boss, so he can only continue to walk to the little ghost near the corner on the north side and cut the third chain.

He raised the Seven Star Blade aloft...... The little ghost in front of him was smiling weirdly at him, and that smile was chilling and disgusting, just like the old yellow skin under the Immortal Gu Temple.

At this time, he inadvertently glanced at Wushuang from the corner of his eye, and suddenly, the corners of Wushuang's mouth turned up and showed a hint of imperceptible sinister smile, this smile is very strange, Wushuang is a very high spirit, and it has always given people a cold feeling, even if it is a laugh, it is also a laugh, and he will never sneak his back to someone and sneer, this kind of smile belongs to the treacherous villain. He is really not necessary to be the prince who steals the door.

"Hurry! Don't hesitate! Don't hesitate! The last two are missing! Hehe......" he continued to urge Ma Chengfeng.

With a bang, the third iron chain was also cut off, and Ma Chengfeng only felt as if he had been hit by an electric current. It's a bad feeling, it's a sense of foreboding. People have their own sixth sense, but they hesitate and degenerate, and the sixth sense gradually degenerates into pseudoscience. But I have to admit that there are indeed many people in this world who have a sixth sense, and they can often predict when danger is coming. Ma Chengfeng is not an anomaly, but his perception of the dangerous atmosphere is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

He suddenly thought of one thing, after Zhang Han was resurrected just now, he was always chasing after Wushuang and beating hard. It is obvious that Yongwang Zhanghan is different from the big zongzi in ordinary ancient tombs, he has his own independent mind and judgment. Wushuang didn't have combat power just now, and his physical strength was very weak, so there was no need to chase and fight a half-dead person, right?

Isn't he unequaled? It's not right, I chatted with him for a while just now, and the tone and way of saying everything in his every sentence are as annoying as Wushuang. And he can also control the Bloody Ice Blade. Maybe you're thinking too much? So where does this chilly feeling come from?

"Ma Chengfeng, as long as you help me cut the fourth chain, I will go back and ask my grandfather to write you a check for 500,000 yuan, when the time comes, whether you buy a villa or marry a little wife, it will be enough for a lifetime, isn't it?"

This figure is very tempting, let alone 500,000 yuan that year, I didn't say it, a house in the city, 7,000 yuan can be done, and ordinary workers earn 3 or 400 yuan a month, which is enough to feed a family of three. What is the concept of 500,000! Astronomical. Even the old blind man could only give Ma Chengfeng a price of 50,000 yuan before leaving, which was invisibly equivalent to a tenfold increase on this basis.

In the southernmost corner of the top of the tower, the little ghost opened his mouth and glared at Ma Chengfeng with anger on his face, Ma Chengfeng stood in front of him for a long time, but he still didn't make up his mind after all.

"Ma Chengfeng, why are you sick in the head? Don't make any money? Hurry up! Wushuang hurriedly scolded behind him.

He turned around slowly, squinted at Wushuang, looked at it from top to bottom, and asked, "Cheng Feng heard that the short knife in the master's hand is called the 'Cold Blood Treasure Blade', this blood blade belongs to the same ancient evil blade as the bloodthirsty patient, its blade is extremely sharp and indestructible, and any metal in the world is as soft as a tofu block in front of it, and it can be easily cut. I wonder if this rumor is reliable? Can you also let Cheng Feng see insight? ”

Wushuang took out the cold blood blade and looked at it, the cold blood blade was extremely cold, and a faint cold air lingered on the knife body, and the bleak look on the blade made people chill.

"You're not sick in the head, are you? Ay? If I paid you to hire you, will you be a mercenary? I'm your boss now! I command you to cut off the last chain at once! Hurry up! ”

Ma Chengfeng nodded, and finally put down his raised hand, and put the Seven Star Blade back into the scabbard.

"You...... What are you doing? It's the other way around, isn't it? Ma Chengfeng, I'm a thief, are you going to rebel against me and steal the door in Kanto? ”

Ma Chengfeng shook his right shoulder again, although the shoulder still hurt a little, but the fight was not a problem. "Cheng Feng still wants to ask the master a question, as long as the master can answer honestly, I will immediately do what you wish."

"Don't grind, if you have something to say, let it go, you and I will play with you here?"

(End of chapter)

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