A cuckoo flew over two or three meters above the oil pan. It wanted to see what kind of prey was emitting such an alluring smell under the oil smoke.

Suddenly, everyone saw the eyes of the head in the oil pan suddenly opened. Before anyone could see what was going on, the bloody head jumped up three meters high from the oil pan and directly hit the head.

The poor cuckoo swallowed it and then fell back into the frying pan.

"Hurry up and close the lid! It's been cast with evil spells!" Nan Haiyue shouted.

But this oil pan was found temporarily out of desperation, and the lid had long since disappeared. After eating the cuckoo, the bloody human head was already looking at the panicked Lin Meixi. It was hatred.

His eyes are jealous, looking for a scapegoat!

Boss Ma was injured and was lying on the kang in the house to rest. When he heard something moving outside, regardless of his injury, he took off a rusty sword from the wall and rushed out. He ran closer,

Pulling out the sword, the sword came out of its scabbard and a loud roar of a dragon could be heard.

"Damn it! I'm not afraid of you even if you're alive, but you still want to harm our family Gege after you're dead? I'll chop you to death!" This reckless man stabbed you hard despite everyone's obstruction.

Although the scabbard of this sword is covered with patina, it is indeed a rare treasure that can only be seen in a hundred years. The blade is still extremely sharp. It pierced the skin of the human head and penetrated into its bones. Only the sound of the sound was heard.

After the head let out a shrill scream, a stream of black smoke flew out from its strange place. Finally, the head was fried bit by bit in the oil pan into white powder and floated up.

"Hmph! Ghosts are also afraid of evil people! Do you see it? If you don't be cruel, they won't be afraid of you!" Boss Ma boasted with a smug achievement, raising his eyebrows.

"Boss Ma, where did you get this sword?" Nan Haiyue asked him.

"I don't know, it seems that I gave it to my father a few years ago, right? Dad, what's so special about this sword?" Boss Ma asked the old man beside him while scratching his forehead.

The old man said that this sword was originally left to me by the Yin-Yang Sage before his death, and it was called the Soul-Slaying Sword. It is said that the Yin-Yang Sage used to carry this sword on his back to fight for gold. One time, the young man went back to Majiatundu.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, he gave me the Soul-Slaying Sword while he was still drunk.

"So that's it. No wonder. The treasure left by Yin Yang Saint must be something to ward off evil spirits. Fortunately, Boss Ma remembered it by mistake today, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. We have solved this evil, but what is even more terrifying is that it

Who is behind this? This person is proficient in sorcery, and this is our most terrifying opponent." Nan Haiyue led everyone in the car and hurried home to meet her husband Nalan Hong. Although the evil spirit had been eliminated, she

She still didn't dare to let Mei Xi sleep, fearing that she would never wake up again after falling asleep.

Wushuang, who was thousands of miles away, also woke up. There was a soft object under his head. When he opened his eyes and took a look, it turned out to be Li Xinhan's thigh. The girl fell asleep because she was too tired, and the towel on her hand was still there.

Put it on his face.

"It's really disrespectful of your talent to touch Captain Jin." Wushuang shook his neck and sat up.

"You...are you awake?" Li Xinhan yawned.

"You have been sitting here with me all day on such a hot day?" Wushuang was somewhat grateful to this silly-looking beauty. Li Xinhan's clothes were soaked with sweat, and the body-shaping dress was tightly wrapped around her bulging back.

Her curvy body looks particularly sexy.

"Are you having a nightmare? Did you dream about your sister-in-law? You are so ****, you won't even let your sister-in-law off." Li Xinhan did not forget to scold him.

"If you only have this kind of relative left in the world, then if you don't miss her, who will you miss? But having said that, maybe I did have some subtle feelings for her." Li Xinhan is a passerby, and there is no guarantee that he will be able to do so again in the future.

When he met her, he dared to express his true thoughts to such a stupid girl.

"Does your wife know that you have such strong taste?"

"Haha...are you asking me about the eldest wife or the little wife?" Wushuang joked.

"Ah? How many wives do you have?"

"Okay, no more joking. My sister-in-law is the only relative left by my deceased wife, so I must take good care of her. What time is it? The temperature seems to have dropped now. It's time for us to set off."

"It's past six o'clock, should we go down now? Can you handle it?" Li Xinhan was still a little worried about his injury.

Wushuang sat up from the ground and touched his lower abdomen. The trauma medicine from Nanmai Mojin Sect really worked, and he could no longer feel any pain.

"No, I'm sorry. I'm afraid I'm going to go back on my promise. I have to go back to see her. I suggest you go back with me. This Darkhan Underground Palace will definitely not be that simple. If you are interested, we can come back next time."

Li Xinhan was a little disappointed. She didn't expect that the man she had a crush on just now would leave after sleeping next to her for a day. "Then when will you come back?"

"I don't know either, but I will definitely do what I promised you this time."

"Hook?"

"Okay, okay, pull the hook!"

Taking advantage of the darkness, Wushuang drove the beautiful Li Xinhan for several hours and finally walked out of the endless Bagan Jilin Desert. In the town, he rented a car for Li Xinhan and gave her some money.

"If you want to come again in the future, please call me. We will see you later, Miss Xinhan!"

Wushuang closed the car door and was about to step on the accelerator to leave, but was stopped by Li Xinhan.

"Hey, Jay Chou, what's your name? Where can I find you from now on?"

Wushuang rolled down the car window and smiled lightly: "The name is just a code name, let's call it Jay Chou, it sounds nice." Then he casually took off a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist and gave it to her, telling her not to bring those bright things with her in the future.

If you don't mind it, this string of beads is more suitable for you.

He stepped on the accelerator, and suddenly the brakes squeaked and he rolled down the window again.

"By the way, the little teddy bear is really cute, I won't forget it, haha..."

A girl screamed angrily in a small town in the northwest: "Ah!!!!!!! Smelly ****! Don't run! Stop!!!!"

Arslan, a Uighur boy, was smoking a cigarette in the hotel. The boy was very anxious. There had been no news about his ancestor for two days. Master Yun had said that Wushuang was the most distinguished guest and he must be protected. In

The money Wushuang earns in one year is enough to support the entire Northeast Company. If something happens to Wushuang, he won't have to do it.

"Hey, it's not good for minors to smoke." Wushuang hid the cigarette in his hand from behind.

The young man turned around and saw Wushuang, and was extremely happy. "Blessed by the eternal God, you are finally back."

"Arslan, I will need you in a few days, so you don't have to leave the Bagan Jilin Desert in the past few days. You can investigate the Darkhan tribe of the Mongolian branch for me. I want the most detailed information. If you do a good job
Chapter completed!