PS: Today my computer suddenly had a problem, and it will automatically turn off the power after a period of time, ranging from 1 minute to half an hour. I took it for inspection, and said that no problems were found. So update now, sorry. God knows what's going on? Do you want to change computers, embarrassment......

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“...... Woo...... Woo...... Delicious...... It's delicious......" Si Ming let out a pleasant moan, his body trembling happily.

Its uncle was happy, but the farmer's head lowerer was unlucky. I saw him spit out a mouthful of black blood, and he fell straight down.

"**** his ancestor!Why is this a burp!" Su Ze's eyes were straight, because he had already seen that the soul of this farmer surnamed head descender had floated out.

"Damn, could this be his natal spiritual object?" He never expected that this cowhide coaxing head descender would be so vulnerable.

Sun's, it seems that this time I have played too much! I still have something to ask! Su Xue was a little angry, and he thought that there were still three head lowering divisions. So he immediately said: "Si Ming, wait a minute......"

But it's too late, the other four ghost boys have all disappeared, uh, to be precise, they have disappeared into Uncle Si Ming's stomach. The other three head-lowering divisions also vomited blood and collapsed, motionless on the ground......

Si Ming, who ate five ghost boys in a row, was happy this time. No, it floated over happily and circled around Su Ze. "Multi-...... Just sing praises, and a turret hurts ......"

Hearing the thoughts from it, Su Xue almost fainted. "Oh my God, when did you learn to sing...... Or the "Hymn to the Multiple Turrets" that I learned from me......"

Su Xue looked at Si Ming with a smile: "I said Uncle Si Ming, your old man's movements are too fast." Now it's okay, the clues are gone! Next time you want to eat good, where are you going to find it?"

“...... Su Ze...... I'm full...... Sleep ......" Si Ming sang halfway through, as if he had forgotten the words, and stopped playing after humming a few words. It happily slipped back into the blade and went to sleep.

Su Ze looked at this Si Ming trick with an embarrassed face, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: It seems that this spirit and ghost thing can really increase intelligence, this guy can sing now......

Suddenly, Su Ze found that there were only three souls floating in the sky above the scene, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Hey, there is another one who is not dead? Fortunately, it seems that this ghost boy is not used as a natal spiritual object......

"Hahaha, those monkeys are all finished! With such a little ability, he dares to go against the immortal master, I really don't know whether to live or die, hahahaha......" Zhang Fat Cat, who was watching the battle on the mountain, jumped up as soon as he saw the head descender vomit blood and die.

At this time, he saw Su Ze waving to him again.

"Hehe, the Immortal Master has won. Quick, quick, let's go and help the immortal master wash the floor!" Zhang Fat Cat immediately beckoned to the bodyguards and translators, and was the first to run towards the battlefield.

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"Immortal Master, there is another one here who has not lost his breath. How do you deal with it? Do you want to ......?" Zhang Fat Cat made a motion to wipe his neck.

Su Ze shook his head and ordered: "I know, don't kill this, I'm still useful." You get him back and heal him first, and I have something to ask him. When I'm done asking, you'll let him go back......"

He checked it just now, and there was nothing wrong with that guy, but he was seriously injured, and he couldn't die anyway. It's just that he doesn't want to practice any more magic in his life.

Zhang Fatcat's face changed, and he hurriedly persuaded: "Immortal Master, you have to cut the grass to the roots! If you let him go, I'm afraid it will provoke even more powerful guys......"

Su Ze glared at him and said slowly, "Hmph, if I don't let him go back, how can I find their nest?"

"I see...... High! It's really high! Immortal Master, you are really smart!" Zhang Fat Cat patted his head and said with a flattering face. "The villain admires you like a ......"

"That's enough!" Su Xue stopped the other party's sycophants and said coldly: "The garbage on the ground will be handed over to you to deal with...... I'll go back first, and when he wakes up, you'll inform me......"

"Yes, yes, although the immortal master can rest assured, we are the best at dealing with garbage! As long as they are sealed in cement cans and thrown into the open sea, even the immortals will not be able to find them......" Zhang Feimao hurriedly agreed, and boasted about his means of destroying corpses and destroying traces.

Su Ze asked them to deal with the aftermath of the corpse, which is also equivalent to a kind of "vote". This old Jianghu naturally knew it, but Boss Zhang, who was already determined to hug his thighs, did not hesitate to do it.

"Immortal Master, we've definitely done it properly. Well, all of the people present are my confidants and brothers, all of whom are tight-lipped and trustworthy, and they will definitely not reveal the whereabouts of the immortal master......"

Then he said with a smile on his face, "Ah...... Immortal Master, can the villain know your tuba?" Of course, he only dared to ask for his name, but as for the mask on Su Ze's face, he didn't dare to mention it.

Su Ze paused for a moment, and then said casually: "My Dao number [Lingyuan] ......" After speaking, Su Ze released a "blinding spell" and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Ah, this is stealth?" exclaimed one of the bodyguards.

"I think it's supposed to be teleportation to ......," said another bodyguard.

"Alright, alright, don't look at it. Go and call a few reliable brothers and drive the boat over...... "Although Zhang Fat Cat is humble in front of Su Ze, in front of these little brothers, he is very bossy.

Under the cover of the "Blinding Spell", they didn't notice that Su Ze hadn't left at all, but was standing less than 100 meters away from them. Su Xue watched for more than ten minutes, and after being sure that there was no problem, he walked to a hidden place, opened the space-time door and stepped in.

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The next night, a hotel.

Su Ze was browsing local websites again, and he was mainly browsing a few local news websites.

Soon after, a message appeared on the page. As he watched, he smiled and said, "Hehe, these reporters have really smart noses...... Well, it seems that just like I thought, as soon as the head lowering master dies, the head lowering technique will be automatically lifted......"

The gist of these messages is: A certain big boss (** big guy) suddenly got a strange disease, and he couldn't be cured by all means, but he suddenly recovered last night, which is really strange......

These unlucky eggs are all the rivals that Zhang Fat Cat specially invited to deal with this time. As long as he understands a little from the side, Su Ze knows that these victims are actually not a good thing. Among them, there is a man named Zhao Ziri, who is called "inferior to beasts" by the people of the rivers and lakes, which shows his character. Of course, Zhang Feimao is not a gentleman.

In Su Ze's opinion, the struggle of these guys is nothing more than dog eating dog, so he doesn't bother to care about it.

After confirming the news, Su Ze also closed the pages and turned his head to look. I found that Uncle Si Ming was still the same as just now, obediently lying on the keyboard to watch the game. As it watched, it stretched out a lot of corona-like tentacles from its body, swinging and expanding rhythmically.