Martial arts! Huang Mao looked at the muscles of the strong man, swallowed his saliva, and let this guy get close and not kill him?

Wendou, is the best way to resolve disputes between peers, the so-called Wendou is the agreement between the two sides when the competition, under normal circumstances, it is a test symbol, the most intuitive is to directly compete with ghosts, as a mage in cultivation, even a ghost can't be done, what else is it called?

However, the time taken by Wendou is too long, if it is Qin Mu, he will choose martial arts, with his combat ability, it should not be difficult.

Huang Mao's face was timid, sighing and silent, his eyes flickering, as if he was measuring something. I don't know what the Red Lotus of Lu Dao is thinking about, so he actually inserted a sentence at this critical juncture: "It turned out to be a bag, what should I be!" ”

The red lips opened lightly, and the charming voice echoed in the air, which made people feel light. As soon as the words fell, laughter erupted again in the crowd, especially the strong man, who laughed very happily.

When the strong man raised his objection just now, the crowd was not in such a commotion, and with just a word from the red lotus, the whole crowd boiled, which shows the power of the beauty. Qin Mu covered his face, this product was purely for watching the excitement, so he made trouble.

Huang Mao's face turned red, and he raised his neck and said, "Fight, fight!" Wendou! ”

The crowd quieted down, and many people had regret on their faces, and some people gloated on their faces.

The strong man waved his thick arms and felt a little depressed: "Wen Dou? It's not interesting, either you fight, or you obediently shut up and admit that you are a coward. ”

"You ......"

The crowd rioted again, looking at the yellow-haired black and white face, and didn't care about it at the moment, the little bit of poverty and sour gas on the ancient poor scholar came out, and he didn't show mercy when he spoke.

"What kind of Yin and Yang Gate, have you heard of it?"

"No, there are more than 100 generations of disciples, and I am still the head of the family, but I am just a small family, what kind of fat man."

Huang Mao looked around with a gloomy face, Qin Mu was frightened by his hateful eyes, and hurriedly retreated with his luggage until he felt safe.

He had just stood still, when he saw that the yellow hairy man suddenly had a wooden sign in his hand.

A terrible cry came out of the wooden card, it was a red light, and when the people around him didn't see what it was, he pounced on the strong man, the crowd quickly dispersed, and the strong man fell to the ground with a "bang", a huge hole was opened in his chest, and the hole was bubbling with blood, and it was suddenly dyed red, and his body was panting rapidly.

Most of the people around were stunned, and the red lotus, who was adding fuel to the fire, had a leisurely face, but when the red hair took out the wooden card, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"What was that just now?"

"I don't know, a red light ......"

Looking at the strong man who fell to the ground, breathing more and more rapidly, no one dared to step forward.

Huang Mao stood triumphantly in the center, and the red thing was clearly seen by everyone, it was a red-light ghost who had passed hundreds of years without knowing the way.

As mentioned earlier, the red light ghost is the most domineering of the ghosts, and if the general cultivator encounters it, he can run away directly. A handful of crazy mages will choose to summon a ghost with a rune and seal it.

After being sealed, after a long time of refining, the ghost can be used as part of the mage's strength and become the mage's slave, complementing each other.

On the surface, this yellow hair looks like a non-mainstream for children to play, but the wooden card in his hand is really used to seal the ghost, so it seems that there is indeed capital to shout here.

The red light ghost slowly floated behind Huang Mao, it was a woman with her eyes closed, her hair was not combed, all of it was scattered, and it fell to the ground, her face was a pale face unique to a dead man, surrounded by black gas, but this black gas was not sticky enough compared to Sikong Wenzheng, and Sikong Wenzheng had not really turned into a ghost.

There was a faction of red shrouded in the top of his head, indicating his rank, and the red light was terrifying.

The strong man was pierced through the chest by the red light, and he couldn't live when he saw it, his breathing became more and more rapid, and there was a red blood under his body, and the people around him were in a circle, even if he had opinions about Huang Mao at the beginning, he was now silent, looking at the strong man lying on the ground, his breathing became more and more rapid, and he became more and more slight, and no one was willing to help.

Looking at the triumphant yellow hair, Qin Mu was not afraid of these, in his opinion, the strong man's mistake would not lead to death, and Huang Mao's behavior was a sneak attack.

Immediately put down his luggage and walked towards the strong man, I don't know if it was because Qin Mu's aura was quite powerful at this time, when Qin Mu walked over, the people around him stood aside one after another, so that Qin Mu could be treated as soon as possible.

"Who are you?" Huang Mao saw that there were still people who dared to help the strong man at this time, and he was very angry, so he asked, and without waiting for Qin Mu to answer, he directly commanded the red light ghost to attack Qin Mu.

A faint golden light floated on Qin Mu's body, it was solid, and his left hand had just been clothed, this was his habit.

And the right hand is also moving in an irregular rhythm, and one by one the mysterious runes enter the body of the strong man as if they are substances, this is the writing of the ancient god of the restored witch song, and some places are still omitted by Qin Mu, this big man's breathing is getting shallower and shallow, only in this way can he save his life in the fastest time, and as for the remaining wounds, he can be slowly raised.

The strong man's breathing gradually stabilized, and the scars on his chest were very bad, but fortunately, the red light ghost did not directly attack the strong man's heart, otherwise he would have been killed on the spot, and his heart was shattered, that is, Qin Mudu had no skills to return to the sky.

"You're a doctor?" Looking at the wound on the strong man's body that had been pierced, he began to heal, and he could see that small granulations quickly grew around the wound, and these granulations spread throughout the wound little by little, and it was only a few minutes before the "hole" the size of the bowl disappeared to the size of a fingernail.

Huang Mao was very angry, the red light ghost had been roaring outside Qin Mu's solid soup, none of the people present were willing to help, that is, there was a fight in the crowd, the middle-aged man who had been standing at the door of the villa, looking at his watch from time to time, he stood here for a long time, and he didn't even change his posture.

From the beginning of the dispute in the crowd, the middle-aged man standing in front of the villa did not speak, just watched quietly, and later, he didn't bother to look at it, and grinded his nails carefully.

"You can't save him." Huang Mao spoke.

Qin Mu squeezed out an unfathomable smile on his face, and in the crowd of onlookers, he quietly sang the witch song, so silent, its effect was also very good, in less than two minutes, the strong man got up, his eyes were smart, his face was ruddy, and he looked at Qin Mu with a grateful face, and when he looked at the yellow hair, he was a little ruthless.

From beginning to end, the middle-aged man standing at the door didn't speak, until Qin Mu pulled the strong man back from the brink of death, and the middle-aged man glanced at Qin Mu deeply, with inquiry in his eyes.