Although these five black-clothed puppets have no life, no feelings, no souls, and they don't even have the bodies to support their existence in this world.

Such a puppet is indeed difficult to deal with.

If it was a real person, maybe Lan Yutang's Phoenix Night Memoto had already played a role, and escaped from the shackles of this gossip skeleton array, but what they were facing was such five ethereal illusions.

Such an illusion would probably haunt them and attack them until the two of them ran out of true and physical strength and could no longer move.

They had pinned their ethereal souls from some unknown place and manipulated their golden thread, which was completely hidden in the wide black robes, and the eyes that glowed green like owls or bats were covered with frost and exuded cruelty.

And the brown eyes were almost as if they were frozen by the boundless twilight, not turning, expressionless, exuding the cold light of folds.

The gossip skeleton in his hand hovered and flew overhead, as if waiting for the right moment to strike a fatal blow at them.

The black-clothed puppets are a mysterious organization in the rivers and lakes, they are manipulated by a mysterious person, and the weapons they use, the gossip skeletons, are even more mysterious.

This gossip skeleton is controlled by some kind of mental power, and when it fights the enemy, it is as if it is being pulled by some invisible silk thread, and suddenly strikes at the right time.

In addition, if you hit the enemy with your hand, you can retract it again regardless of whether you hit it or not, and then immediately start attacking a second time.

Lan Yutang and Shang Tianxiang's situation was really not good, surrounded by a gossip skeleton array that was about to bounce back when it hit a crisis, and above his head was the attack of five black-clothed puppets with human faces ready to move.

Who are these people and where they come from, Lan Yutang and Shang Tianxiang are really a little puzzled, they suspect that this is likely to be related to the Golden Villa.

At that time, when Lan Yutang was about to kill Fire Dragon Xie in the Lonely Smoke Inn, these five black-clothed puppets suddenly rescued them, and the person who was manipulating them behind their backs just now seemed to say that Lan Yutang and Shang Tianxiang actually dared to hurt their master, and they seemed to have no one else except for Huo Long Xie.

Since this is the case, then, the master in their mouth is likely to be Huo Longxie.

Huo Longxie is just a lackey of the Golden Throwing Villa, how can he manipulate such a mysterious organization as this black-clothed puppet? Could it be that their master is not Huolongxie, but ......

It's the owner of the Gold-Throwing Villa who has the same appearance as Huo Longxie, Bai Qinghou?

Thinking of this, Shang Tianxiang sighed slightly, and then, the hand holding the sword of red face drooped slightly, and the tip of the sword that hung down pointed obliquely at the ground.

It's the best posture when you're defending and ready to counter-attack at any time.

Her other hand, on the other hand, was horizontally blocked in front of her eyes, shielding the black-clad puppet's glittering green eyes from the stimulation, looking for the best opportunity to counterattack.

Then, muttering to himself, he didn't know whether he was talking to Lan Yutang or the five black-clothed puppets in front of him, with fear and ridicule in his voice, and said: It seems that the thugs of the Golden Throwing Villa are indeed different, and I don't know where Bai Qinghou found these helpers

Lan Yutang's long hair was slightly blown by the wind that rolled up the wide robe when the black-clothed puppet fluttered, and gently swayed on his forehead, although he was in danger, the lazy smile at the corner of his mouth was still the same, and said:

Actually, I was wronged by these guys now, and I have to follow you on this trip, although I really want to kill the fire dragon Xie to find the antidote to the gossip skeleton pattern for Xiang Fang,

However, it was you who offended that Huo Longxie, who looked the same as Bai Qinghou just now, and if you hadn't let him go and left him as a hostage just now, maybe we wouldn't have these troubles now.

Hearing this, Shang Tianxiang sneered, turned his head to look at him and said in a deep voice: What? Are you scared? Ha, I really didn't expect it, even the famous immortal phoenix in the rivers and lakes is also afraid, it is really surprising, but what's the use of being afraid, anyway, we are more than lucky this time.

At this time, the five black-clothed puppets suddenly disappeared, and there was only the green mist emitted by the gossip skeleton array, choking people's noses and throats.

Lan Yutang used his sleeve to block his nose to cover the surging green mist, endured the nausea, fanned a few fans, and said lightly:

I'm really a little scared, and I'm scared to death, I'm just an immortal phoenix, and I'm not afraid of a phoenix, I'm afraid of something unusual, as long as it's a human, I'll be afraid.

What's more, I still have a lot of things to do, I want to take the antidote from the Ogi Mirror Palace to a woman, and I want to take the antidote from Huo Longxie to a man.

If I die in vain with you now, it will be one corpse and three lives, and it is not a pity for me to die of a sinful death, but wouldn't it be very unjust for those two people to die so confused with me?

Hearing this, Shang Tianxiang's hand holding the sword suddenly trembled slightly, and a heavy sense of fear suddenly appeared on his originally calm face, and he said in a trembling voice: What? Do you think I will really die this time?

Lan Yutang didn't speak in a daze, and even put away the sharp immortal jade flute, crossed his hands on his chest, and looked leisurely, not at all like a phoenix who was in a desperate situation to make a last fight.

His eyes narrowed into a languid slenderness, and then, looking around, as if looking for the five black-clothed puppets who had suddenly disappeared, and then, with a wry smile, said slowly:

Don't say that you will die this time, I'm afraid that even I, the phoenix who claims to be unbeatable, will die with you, in addition to the gossip skeleton array that traps us at this moment, we are helpless, not to mention the five puppet brothers who are not worthy of their lives.

You see the angle and body of their shots, not only weird, fast, calm, but also very orderly, it seems that we really met a strong opponent this time,

I'm afraid that the two of us together are not their opponents, I really didn't expect that for you to return to Shang Tianxiang, the lord of Yunlou, the Golden Villa would actually put such a big book

Hearing this, Shang Tianxiang was suddenly stunned, and then said with a sneer: "What? For me? Although they have some fame in the rivers and lakes, I haven't taken them into account yet?"

Lan Yutang swirled the immortal jade flute in his hand out of thin air, and then, as if he was idle, he deliberately used it to tease the huge skeleton beside him that trapped them.

When the outstretched jade flute was suddenly bounced back by the huge magic power emitted by the skeleton, he withdrew his hand as if he was electrocuted and kept shaking it, and then smiled secretly.

This time, he smiled even a little slyly, and then, turning around, he said to Shang Tianxiang with a lazy face: Of course, you are from the Burial Sword Island, and the name of the Burial Sword Island is probably not comparable to the three of them in the Golden Throwing Villa, with such a strong backing, of course you don't take them seriously, but I am different.

I don't have a powerful organization like Burial Sword Island as a backer, nor do I have a proud and conceited tone like you, I'm just a very ordinary little person, although my friends in the rivers and lakes have given me the name of Phoenix, in fact, my guts are even smaller than sparrows, so-

Before he finished his words, Shang Tianxiang seemed to already know what he was going to say behind his "so", his brows furrowed slightly, and he said coldly at him: What? Do you want to take the opportunity to slip away alone?

Lan Yutang's smile seemed to become more cunning.

He tucked the hem of the blue robe at his waist, and even made a posture of preparing to slip away, and then smiled at Shang Tianxiang and said: As long as I can save my life, what if I slip once? People think that I am not a phoenix with nine lives, but in fact, I am also like ordinary people, only one, and I will die a hundred.