Dongxia City.

The clouds enveloped the entire city, and the dark and wriggling clouds rolled, as if they were a storm.

City Center Street.

There are no pedestrians on the streets now.

In addition, the weather was bad, and it was midnight again, and even the delivery guy had already gone home to rest. Only the street lights were left on in the central street with high-rise buildings on both sides, which seemed a bit desolate.

The young man wearing a husky mask held his pocket in one hand and turned a rusty carving knife in the other hand, and yawned in his mouth, "Ha... the night watchmen here have already gone to Beimang Mountain, and it feels good not to be careful."

The man in the yellow robe did not respond, but just looked around and chose a direction to continue walking.

"We don't have much time, so we have to hurry up. Although the things in the tomb are strong, they are too mysterious and may not involve those night watchmen for how long."

The young man wearing a husky mask waved his hands bored, "Okay, okay, you're so rigid every day, you've finally come to the city once, shouldn't you have a hot pot? How long has it been since I've eaten hot pot?"

Speaking of this, the young man suddenly stopped and calculated how long he had been separated from the hot pot.

The man in yellow ignored it.

The young man wearing a mask had to sigh and keep up.

The two of them walked to a construction site in a short while.

The yellow robe on the man in yellow was squirming like a wave of water. He reached into the ripples for a moment and took out a square wooden box from it.

The man in yellow opened the wooden box and exposed a clay statue from it. The gray-brown sculpture was full of eyeballs, and the strange mouthparts seemed to be tentacles, and the sculptures were semi-sitting.

The man in yellow looked at the sculpture in his hand, then handed it to the young man beside him, and said in a serious tone: "I'll leave the rest to you."

“I need two hours.”

"No problem, if there is an accident, I will take action and buy you enough time."

The young man wearing a husky mask nodded, reached out to take the sculpture, sat directly on the ground, holding the carving knife in one hand and carving the sculpture in the other hand,

As the young man fell down a carving knife, a hideous ghost shadow was carved into the sculpture nearby.

As the sculpture continued, the eyes of the clay sculpture seemed to turn.

…………………

Under the tomb.

A big hole was broken into the chest and abdomen of Wucai Taoist, and his eyes fell to the ground with no spirit.

Xiao Maitreya lay beside him and vomited blood, his face as if it were gold paper.

Only a few Sixiang, Guo Chun and Liu En were left there, but everyone was injured, and the severity was different.

Above the entrance of the cave, the last black coffin hanging upside down in the cave suddenly exploded, and an arm flew towards Li Cunxiao. When the last arm was reconnected, his body was full of ghost energy, turning into a surging black pillar and soaring into the sky.

Li Cunxiao walked out of the black pillar and looked at Liu En and others who were in a cautious state not far away. He did something that surprised everyone present.

Instead of thunder attacking and killing everyone present, he put his right hand behind his back and hooked his left hand towards them.

Provocation is obvious.

Liu En and others were still solemn, and did not take action, but just stared at him with caution.

Li Cunxiao sighed slightly, looked down at the torn robe on his body, tidied it up a little, and his movements were slow and meticulous.

After doing this, he slowly walked forward, his steps were no different from those of ordinary people, and even a little loose.

Li Cunxiao had long discovered that he had a dissatisfaction with the group of people opposite him.

But that's OK.

After living for a lifetime, he has plenty of time to understand the situation.

Looking at Liu En and others who were timid and nervously guarded not far away, Li Cunxiao looked at him disdainful. Whether it was a fight or a confrontation between the two armies, he was the most timid and timid. If he encountered a strong enemy, he would kill him!

This is how you should fight with others!

As long as you kill the second person in the world, you will naturally be the best in the world, and the most simple truth.

It is also the reason for him, Li Cunxiao.

But before that... use these people to try your strength first.

Li Cunxiao pinched a fist with both hands.

He called this move: Chiseling Formation.

The solid ghost energy stirred up all over his body. Li Cunxiao was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, a punch collapsed into Guo Chun's chest. The terrifying punch instantly exploded a big hole in his chest.

“Too weak…”

The fist power is mixed with ghost energy soaring into the sky like a rainbow.

Li Cunxiao kept punching. This time, there were no boxing moves and just punching at will, but he had the momentum of punching the mountain.

After a moment.

Li Cunxiao turned into a red robe in black, and there were corpses under his feet. He looked up and looked around, and when he saw a direction, he suddenly smiled, as if he had discovered something interesting.

His body moved slightly and disappeared from the spot.

As Li Cunxiao left, there was a silence under the tomb.

call--

A gust of cold wind blew, and next to the mummy general, a ball of frozen pieces suddenly squirmed!

Then the fragments slowly squirmed together, and finally formed a figure.

Liu Qiushui!!

This woman is not dead!

The slender figure gradually took shape. After her body fully recovered, she looked at the corpse on the ground and said in a complicated mood: "What a killing star! No, I have to leave here soon. If that monster comes back, it will be finished."

…………

Among the forest.

Fang Pingan was wearing a red dress and rushed towards the mountain at a very fast speed.

Don’t care about women’s clothing or not at this critical moment. If you run slowly, you will be the one who is cold!

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly flashed through the sky.

Kou--

A muffled sound, Li Cunxiao was wearing a robe soaked in blood, falling from the sky and fell straight in front of Fang Ping'an.

Dust rose in a while.

Li Cunxiao's voice passed through the dust:

"The little guy is very smart, but he doesn't run slowly."

Fang Ping'an quickly stopped, held the Coke that strengthened 4 tightly in his hand, and secretly wrapped the Shura skeleton lock around his whole body to prevent Li Cunxiao from suddenly attacking.

He was nervous and tense all over his body, but his face was smiling. He politely said in his original world words: "Mr. An, the governor, we are fellow villagers!"

Li Cunxiao was once the governor of Xingzhou, whose real name was An Jingsi, while Fang Ping'an deliberately pointed out these things.

Only in this way can you delay time and gain some opportunities for yourself.

After all, those who have studied history know that these ancient generals have been fighting outside for many years, and they are good at making plans and their consciences may not be as bad as possible.

Who can do better than these generals in the fight?

Li Cunxiao was slightly stunned when he heard Fang Ping'an's words, then he smiled and stared into the boy's eyes, "Oh? He actually said to Tang Yayan, then tell me what year and month it is now, and who is the emperor now."

Fang Ping'an thought about it, weighed the pros and cons, and told Li Cunxiao everything he knew, including the world that was not their original world, like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

More than ten minutes passed.

Li Cunxiao, who had digested all the news, sighed slightly, looked up with a complicated expression, and looked at the sky covered by dark clouds.
Chapter completed!