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Chapter 815 The messenger?

Death

The ghost boy still agreed. After all, he saw that Fang Dou was not a good person. If he didn't agree, he would not be able to leave alive.

It was discovered that Fang Dou was not teasing him, but he really wanted him to send a message back. The ghost boy didn't turn his head back and even left hundreds of followers.

I was far away and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Fang Dou noticed that the pale middle-aged trio approached his side without realizing it, watching him want to speak but stop.

"If you want to say anything, just open your mouth!"

After receiving Fang Dou's promise, the pale middle-aged man spoke just now.

"Fellow Daoist of Ghost Boy, you shouldn't let Ghost Boy go!"

After saying this, I felt awkward!

"Uh, I mean, he agreed now, just to survive. Once he returns to the Ghost Lord, he will definitely add fuel to the fire and encourage the Ghost Lords to come and kill you!"

The pale middle-aged man said seriously, "From my understanding of him, this kind of thing can definitely be done!"

After saying that, he looked at Fang Dou.

Fang Dou did not question it, but nodded in agreement, "You are right, I think so too!"

"Why?"

The pale middle-aged man asked anxiously, but was interrupted by Fang Dou, "Do you want to survive?"

The trio was getting cold, and they forgot that the man in front of them even beat the ghost boy away. He was even more fierce than the bad guy. Isn’t he a worse bad guy?

"If you want to survive, you three will spread out and spread today's affairs!"

After Fang Dou said this, he ignored the three of them.

The pale middle-aged man pondered for a moment, finally figured out the joints, knelt down to Fangdou, and then turned around and left hurriedly.

...

The ghost boy returned to the inside of Mangshan, and he was familiar with the road and his pace was fast.

Outside the Mang Mountain are those scattered ghost cultivators, but the core area is occupied by the ghost masters, and a group of disciples live here.

When he returned this time, all his followers were lost and he was very depressed.

But there was a person who was not very eye-catching and asked him with a smile, "Ghost boy, you usually like to show off the show, why do you walk with your feet today, and your musical instrument team?"

If you don’t open the pot, you can stab the scars!

The ghost boy looked ashen, and raised his hand to pull the other person's right face away, revealing his white bones.

"If you dare to hurt me, I will tell my master to go!"

This person is not without followers, and is a disciple of the Ghost Lord.

"I really want to talk to the master and go there together!"

One in front and the other behind, they handed over the waist sign and asked the baby ghost master to meet.

The disciples around gathered more and more, and whispers rang out.

"What's wrong with the ghost boy today? He's so angry?"

"No need to ask more questions, I must have suffered a loss outside!"

"Extremely, there are people in Mangshan who make the ghost boy suffer. Who is this heroic hero? It's worth paying!"

The ghost boy heard everyone talking and recalled the humiliation in front of Fang Dou, and was so angry that he bit off his two teeth.

"Master finds you, come in!"

The ghost boy just got up, and his fellow disciple who was slapped on his right face rushed out with a whistle and cried as he walked, "Master, the ghost boy beat me, um ahhhhh!"

If you are outside, the ghost boy will never talk too much and will kill him directly, but it won't work now.

"Everyone gets up, crying, like something!"

The Ghost Lord Huanying looked at the ghost boy, "That's the same, it's fine if you bully outsiders, but you'll be cruel to your fellow disciples next time, and you won't allow it next time!"

After saying that, he waved to the crying disciple, "Go down and get a pair of muscle-growing medicine, just a skinny face, and it will grow soon!"

After seeing this person off, the Ghost Lord asked the Ghost Boy, "After saying that, what's going on this time!"

It was the master who understood the disciple's temperament. When he saw the ghost boy's gloomy expression, he guessed what the other party was thinking.

"Master, today I saw a ghost cultivator from another place outside. He had a ghost book on his hand!"

After hearing this, the Ghost Lord Huanying said, and looked at his disciples carefully, "Are you at a loss?"

"Well, even my newly refined ghost general was destroyed. That man could actually drive three ghost generals!"

To be honest, the only way to make the master pay attention to it.

The Ghost Reverend is thoughtful, "It has been nearly a hundred years since the disappearance of the Ghost Book, and now it has finally reappeared in the world!"

He said again, "Three Ghost Generals, it seems that this treasure has finally found a wise master!"

As a ghost master, he knew very well the difficulty of subduing the ghost general. One master was already extremely difficult, let alone the three masters.

As for the ghost generals refined by the ghost boy, they cannot be compared with the natural formation.

The ghost boy said, "Master, you are wrong. Those who have virtue are here to stay. Only those who are respected like you are worthy of possessing the ghost book!"

"In my opinion, this is a reward from God. With the help of this man, he will deliver the treasure to you!"

"Great opportunity, you must not miss it!"

The ghost boy talked and finally stopped because the Ghost Lord Huanying was staring at him and his eyes were still not clear, which made him feel a little angry.

"You have fought with him and lost?"

"Yes!"

Although it is embarrassing, I have to admit it now.

The Huanying Gui Zun nodded thoughtfully, "Say, what do you want to do if someone lets you back?"

The ghost boy was shocked and tried every means to hide it, but why was he still seen through?

"Ghost boy, don't be fooled with your master. I know how capable you are. There are three ghost generals, and it's easy to kill you!"

"Don't say you escaped back by yourself, you won't even believe this!"

The old comrade is still experienced and has a vicious look, and he can see the ghost boy's little thoughts at first glance.

"Master, I'm about to tell you!"

The ghost boy quickly explained, "The man asked me to bring a message, saying that he wanted to offer the ghost book!"

"oh!"

Now, even the Ghost Lord Huan was a little surprised. He couldn't understand why some people were willing to give up such a valuable treasure.

Seeing that the master had any abnormal movement, the ghost boy hurriedly advised, "Master, this must be his conspiracy, don't believe it!"

However, the Huanying Ghost Lord found something wrong, "You mean, the other party let you come back is just to send a message?"

"Yes, that's him stupid!"

The ghost boy was complacent. He never thought of repaying his grudges with kindness and returning to the mountains. His first thought was to encourage the ghost master to kill people and seize treasures and kill Fang Dou.

"You should be stupid!"

The Ghost Lord Huanying shouted, "I'm treated as a pathfinder. I don't know yet. Ghost boy, I know your incompetence and stupidity today!"

"You think the other party can't guess your little thoughts!"

"He lets you back not to send a message, but to find me!"

The next moment, the ghost boy's expression solidified, and a crack was cracked from his body, separating the flesh and bones evenly.

In the blink of an eye, he split into two from the middle, falling into filthy ground.

"fool!"

When the Ghost Lord Huanying saw his disciple die tragically, he felt dissatisfied with sorrow and was already thinking about where the powerful enemy was.

Originally, after listening to the description of the ghost boy, the other party was a ghost cultivator at the mage realm, and he relied on the power of magic weapons to win.

But now, he doesn't think so.

The opponent's secret moves planted by the ghost boy, coupled with his skillful and vicious back-up skills, were like the work of a Taoist real person.
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