Lu Zhengyang picked up the bricks and patted Tan Xuan without any hesitation, and his eyes were fierce. There was no longer the joy when he saw Tan Xuan in the past. Looking at Tan Xuan now, he felt like he was seeing sworn enemies.
"Lv Zhengyang, what are you doing?" Tan Xuan retreated slightly, dodging Lu Zhengyang's attack, and then asked in a deep voice.
"I am going to kill you!"
Lu Zhengyang roared angrily, picked up the brick and slapped Tan Xuan on the head again.
After Tan Xuan escaped again, he narrowed his eyes slightly and stared into Lu Zhengyang's eyes and asked, "Are you really going to fight for her and me?"
Lu Zhengyang didn't say anything, and waved the brick again to greet Tan Xuan. This was his most direct answer.
"It turns out that I was possessed, so don't blame me for being cruel."
Tan Xuan finally found clues in Lu Zhengyang's eyes. This time he did not dodge, but stood the candle in his hand on the ground like a throwing knife, and then rushed towards Lu Zhengyang. When they met,
He took advantage of the situation and dropped the brick in Lu Zhengyang's hand. When they met again, the brick in his hand had already hit Lu Zhengyang's head. In terms of cultivation, there was a gap between Lu Zhengyang and him, and in terms of fighting, the gap was huge.
It's more obvious.
"Snapped!"
"ah!"
After a brief and dull scream, Lu Zhengyang lay on the ground holding his head. Fortunately, the brick was broken, and his head was still intact. At most, there was some blood, but for such a blow
, that little bit of blood was completely insignificant. Lu Zhengyang kept moaning, and he and Xiao Qi over there formed a temporary male and female duet. One after another, the misery was different.
The fake Tang Miao gave a thumbs up to Tan Xuan and sneered: "You are quite cruel. I thought you were only cruel to your opponents, but I didn't expect you were cruel to your friends too. You really impressed me."
Tan Xuan clapped his hands, glanced at the fake Tang Miao, and smiled coldly, "You have controlled his mind. If I don't defeat him, why don't I wait for him to join forces with you? I didn't expect that you can not only control ghosts, but also control ghosts.
Man, you really never cease to amaze me.”
Fake Tang Miao smiled bitterly and said: "Although I have endless methods, they still have no effect on you. You gave me more surprises. I didn't expect that after so many days, you still chased me here. You are better than
I expected it to be much stronger. As a reward, I can answer three questions for you, so feel free to ask them now."
Tan Xuan smiled, "Reward, why does this word sound a bit awkward? Are you a bit boastful?"
"I'll give you a chance to ask, do you want to ask? If you don't ask now, I won't be in the mood to ask you in the future." Fake Tang Miao said angrily.
"Okay, but I advise you not to play any tricks, otherwise I will definitely use all the cruel methods I have on you."
Fake Tang Miao snorted and said nothing.
"Who are you? What is your surname? What is your name? Where are you from?" Tan Xuan opened his mouth with a series of questions.
Fake Tang Miao smiled slightly and said, "I can't tell you my surname yet, but I can tell you my name. You can call me Yuanjun, who is half a cultivator and half a Yuanjun. As for where I'm from, you'd better not ask.
, Without the palace master’s order, I’m sorry I can’t tell the truth.”
Tan Xuan smiled coldly, "What's the difference between answering this and not answering? I remember Lu Zhengyang just called you Qingjun, why did you change your name now? Wouldn't it be better if you said you call me Amao Agou? Now everyone is full of stray cats
dog."
Fake Tang Miao rolled her eyes at Tan Xuan with dissatisfaction and said "vulgar", then looked at Lu Zhengyang who was still holding his head and moaning on the ground, his eyes full of undisguised contempt, "Does he deserve to know my name? I don't know.
I just perfunctory him and let him help me find this place."
"Then who is the person behind you? Whose order did you follow to harm me?" Tan Xuan did not bother with the other party about whether he was worthy or not, and asked a new question.
The fake Tang Miao put his hand on his chest, raised his head slightly, and said with a very pious attitude: "I came here to get the spirit beads under the order of the palace master. I didn't mean to harm you. From the beginning to the end, I never thought about harming your life. At best, it was just to test.
It’s just about your ability.”
"You can do it." Tan Xuan waved his hand impatiently, "Don't tell me those useless, high-sounding words. I ask you, who is your palace master?"
"The palace master is the palace master." Fake Tang Miao said seriously.
"Ahem..." Tan Xuan was almost angry, this answer was so simple.
The fake Tang Miao glared at Tan Xuan with dissatisfaction and said angrily: "Why are you laughing? What's so funny? Now there is another question, please ask it quickly."
"What, are you in a hurry?" Tan Xuan asked with a sneer.
"Is this your last question?" Fake Tang Miao asked, "If I answer it, I won't tell you anything else you ask me today."
"Hey, are you playing tricks on me?" Tan Xuan's brows immediately came together.
Fake Tang Miao snorted, pointed at Tan Xuan and said: "Didn't anyone tell you not to frown all the time? It makes you feel bitter and resentful, and it is harmful to your own luck."
"Haha..." Tan Xuan was so angry that he didn't expect to be judged by others. He shook his head and said, "You really have too much control. Then let me ask you, how did you notice that I came to the hospital to find you?
I see that you escaped very suddenly, and you must have just received the news. Who leaked the news to you?"
"I said I received a reminder from my palace master, do you believe it?" Fake Tang Miao said with a smile on his face, as if he had forgotten that he was passive now, and there was a hint of provocation in his expression.
"Is your palace master here too?" Tan Xuan looked around with a wary look for a moment. As the candlelight danced on the ground, the room became more dark and less bright. However, even if he looked carefully, he did not find that there was a fifth person in the room.
.
"Hahaha..." The fake Tang Miao laughed wantonly, and smiled so brightly that he leaned forward and backward, pointed at Tan Xuan and said: "I thought you were really fearless, but it turns out you are also afraid of our Palace Master. But don't worry
Well, our palace master has magical power and will not take action against a junior like you."
"Then where is he now? Since he is here, why should he hide?" Tan Xuan was still on guard with his six senses fully open.
"Hahaha..." Fake Tang Miao laughed even louder, "Look at how scared you are, my palace master will not go out of the mountain for a junior like you, he just used a secret method to remind me to return to the mountain quickly. Okay, it's time to say
I have already said that, the time has come, I should go, see you later, remember my name, my name is Yuanjun."
"You want to leave? What a beautiful idea!" Tan Xuan immediately stopped in front of the fake Tang Miao and reached out to grab the fake Tang Miao's clothes. As a result, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from behind the fake Tang Miao, directly facing Tan Xuan's hand.
Caught it.
"You are indeed cheating again, go to hell!"
Tan Xuan grabbed the ghost claw in front of him, pulled it forward hard, and then raised his leg to kick the fake Tang Miao in the chest.
The ghosts flew away, and the people also flew away, but one was dragged into his arms by Tan Xuan, and the other was kicked away by him.
"Why, are you so reluctant to let me leave?" Fake Tang Miao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and still looked at Tan Xuan with a smile on his face.
Tan Xuan crushed the ferocious-looking ghost Zheba Zheba in his hand into a ball, then clapped his hands and blew the ghost away.
"Witch, please stop disgusting me here. Don't even think about leaving here today."
Fake Tang Miao smiled and shook his head, "I want to leave, but you can't keep me here today, right? Lu Zhengyang, why don't you do it?"
Following the cry of the fake Tang Miao, Lu Zhengyang, who was rolling on the ground, suddenly sat up. He took a piece of talisman paper from nowhere in his hand, reached out and handed it to the candle next to him to light it.
"Woo..."
As soon as the talisman was lit, there was a strong wind in the morgue. The wind was not blown in from outside, but from the stairs at the end of the corridor. A mist spread from there, and there were gusts of dark wind in the mist.
There was a strong murderous aura in the wind, and there were also faint shouts of killing.
The mist spread over Xiao Qi near the door. Xiao Qi shivered for a while, then stood up, dragging her residual leg and moved towards Tan Xuan little by little. The mist reached Lu Zhengyang's side, and Lu Zhengyang
He also swayed and raised his arms high.
"Kill!" Lu Zhengyang walked towards Tan Xuan.
"Yin soldiers passing through, Yin soldiers talisman?" Tan Xuan's face turned completely gloomy, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his body arched up slightly. Because Lu Zhengyang and Xiao Qi were not the only ones in his eyes, there were many shadowy figures in the mist.
The figures were all in one line, and there was no end in sight behind them.
"Aren't you good at fighting? Then you should exercise your muscles today. I know these Yin soldiers can't hurt you, but they are enough to stop you."
After saying that, the fake Tang Miao walked out with a burst of laughter.
"Stop!"
Tan Xuan stretched out his hand to stop him, but Lu Zhengyang had already arrived in front of him, and using his hand as a knife, he struck hard at Tan Xuan's head.
"Let me go."
Tan Xuan ducked back, and the fake Tang Miao walked past him and got into the mist.
"asshole!"
Tan Xuan wanted to chase him, but it was not just Lu Zhengyang who stood between him and the fake Tang Miao. The Yin soldiers led by him had already raised their weapons towards him.
"Slowly stretch your muscles. I'm leaving. Before I leave, I'll let you see my true face, lest you don't recognize me again."
As she said that, the fake Tang Miao pulled her hands forward from behind her back, and her entire head was lifted down, revealing a completely unfamiliar face but not a mess.
The fake Tang Miao threw away the things in his hands and waved to Tan Xuan, "Tan Xuan, you must remember me. My name is Yuan Jun. We will meet again soon. Goodbye!"
After saying that, the fake Tang Miao turned around and left the morgue.
"Asshole!" Tan Xuan was completely furious. Seeing Lu Zhengyang following a kind of yin soldier to attack him, he yelled and pulled Lu Zhengyang out of the team, and then his fists fell on him as if he wanted no money.
On Lu Zhengyang's body.
"You're a guy who fails to succeed but fails to succeed. If you ruin my good deeds two or three times, I'll beat you to death..."
