It's just that Wang Tao is curious, this girl is the shikigami itself, just like the old ghost Chiba possessed Ruri Chiyo last time.
But it doesn't matter what happened to Wang Tao. He is just here to confirm Gong Yihua's condition. As for other grievances, he is too lazy to take care of it.
With this thought in mind, he stepped aside. Fan Qianhai's men also quickly put away their guns and stepped aside with ugly expressions on their faces.
Takashima Jiro smiled slightly, and then walked toward the stone house with square steps.
When Takashima Jiro and the girl behind him passed by Wang Tao, the girl suddenly turned her head and looked at Wang Tao deeply and expressionlessly.
Wang Tao's expression remained unchanged, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
This girl seems to be interested in him, how can Wang Tao be too cowardly.
It's just a shikigami. If you dare to take action, I'll ask you to get another shikigami from Japan today.
It's not like he hasn't been killed before. The grudge is still unresolved. Ruri Chiyo even took the opportunity to escape. One day he will go to Japan and demolish all the ghost temples on the small island country.
Wang Tao thought with disdain, and saw the girl's fair face, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her eyebrows crooked for a moment.
The girl turned her face and continued to follow Takashima Jiro slowly disappearing behind the stone door.
Hey!
Fan Qianhai has just left, and now the island nation's shikigami has arrived. If we add Gong Yihua, who has become the god of martial arts, the underground world will be lively now!
Wang Tao thought curiously, but had no intention of going in to investigate.
"Thank you very much."
Scar's face twitched and he said something to Wang Tao calmly.
Wang Tao smiled slightly and said nothing.
When Scarface saw Wang Tao ignoring him, his expression changed and he snorted coldly.
"You're so stupid if you don't have the skills, huh! Although I have a lot of faults, I have clear grievances. You can leave quickly. I'll pretend I didn't see you."
Scarface said and turned his back. The brothers behind him immediately understood and turned their backs one after another.
Are all the people turning their backs on you?
Wang Tao was surprised and couldn't help but secretly sigh that this Jianghu man may do all kinds of evil, but he is not completely without a bottom line.
"You should leave quickly! We Northwesters admire prairie wolves, unite and show loyalty, and what we say will definitely be true."
Scarface turned around and saw Wang Tao looking blank, thinking he didn't believe him.
"No, I still want to stay and watch the excitement."
How could Wang Tao leave without completing Wei Jianguo's instructions? As he said this, his mind suddenly moved and he looked towards the way he came from again, and saw An Ruolan hiding furtively in the distance.
"Why haven't you left yet?"
Wang Tao shouted in the direction of An Ruolan. The latter's expression was blank, and then he slowly walked over.
"I...I saw a large number of people walking this way, so I decided to stay and report the news."
An Ruolan's rare look was a little aggrieved.
"A large group of people?"
Wang Tao was puzzled. At this time, Dao Scar and others also turned their heads and looked at the empty path with some surprise.
"How many people? What equipment?"
Scarface had been forced by the momentum of the Eastern Sword God before and felt very embarrassed. Now that he heard that someone else dared to cause trouble, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"There were fifty or sixty people, some armed with knives, sticks, and guns. Judging from my experience as an armed police officer, these people are very difficult to mess with."
"Fifty or sixty people?"
As soon as An Ruolan finished speaking, Scarface exclaimed.
He glanced at the dozen or so people behind him and immediately shook his head with a wry smile.
"What day is it today? Why do people come here one after another?"
Scarface looked ugly and sighed helplessly.
At this time, Wang Tao's consciousness could already sense a group of people approaching quickly.
Bishop An Tian of the Holy Desert Sect?
Wang Tao was surprised. He had fought against An Tian as Wang Er in Li Tiankui's blood cave.
besides?
Zuo Hongyuan? Shen Aoxue?
Wang Tao saw two more people he knew among the crowd.
When the head of the Zuo family escaped and the rest of the Zuo family was killed by the military, he didn't expect to appear here.
Wang Tao looked like Wang Er when he visited Zuo's family at night, so he was not worried that Zuo Hongyuan would recognize him.
But when she was at the Yuan family villa, Shen Aoxue had seen her true face, and she might recognize herself.
Phew! The Shenghuang Sect is actually here, and Bishop An Tian personally led the people there.
Is there really any treasure underground?
With these thoughts in mind, Wang Tao quietly slipped behind the group of people.
Now that many strong men have gathered together, only a fool will stand up.
Since no one knows me, wouldn't it be nice to hide in the dark and just be a member of the public?
Wang Tao retreated to avoid trouble, and everyone was puzzled.
Everyone was wondering when they suddenly saw a large number of people approaching, and their expressions suddenly became stern. They all thought that Wang Tao was scared and hid in advance.
Everyone thought that Wang Tao had always looked calm and calm, but how could they have imagined that he was just pretending? Suddenly, everyone looked down upon Wang Tao.
An Ruolan also hid behind the crowd, standing next to Wang Tao, curiously looking at Wang Tao who lowered his head to hide something.
After a while, a large group of people came over with cold expressions, and each of them looked at Scarface and the others with unkind expressions.
"Who are you?"
A middle-aged man from the Holy Desolate Cult stood up and looked at the leader, Scarface, in confusion.
"We are the subordinates of Northwest Fan Qianhai, may I ask who you are?"
Seeing that a large group of people were not easy to mess with, Scarface quickly brought up Fan Qianhai's name.
"Tsk! Fan Qianhai? He went in?"
An Tian looked indifferent and didn't even look at the crowd. After losing to the quasi-Martial God Li Tiankui last time, he learned the hard way and practiced hard for half a year. With the support of the so-called Holy Emperor, he is now at the level of a Martial God.
Seeing that An Tian didn't even look at him, Scarface looked happy.
After going through the experience of Takashima Jiro, the original sword god of Baizhang, he basically concluded that the leader was probably also a god of martial arts, otherwise he wouldn't be so arrogant and treat them as mere air.
Anyone who turns his nose to the sky and doesn't look at them is a god of war.
Glancing at them, the one with a contemptuous expression was the Transformed Martial Saint.
The one staring at them and sizing them up was Ning Qi.
Scarface was well-informed, and while summarizing today's experience in his mind, he answered respectfully.
"Yes! He and senior Nan Dao Hong Yiming have already gone in."
"Oh! Who else?"
An Tian stared at the marks on the ground, and then asked doubtfully.
"Phew! And...Takashima Jiro of the Hyakujohara Shrine in the East."
Scarface deliberately concealed Takashima Jiro's identity as a sword god, but he obviously underestimated Takashima Jiro's reputation.
"Oh! The sword god of Qianzhangyuan Shrine?"
An Tian's expression became stern, and his pace suddenly quickened, as if he was afraid that someone else would get there first.
"You guys wait here, you... you,... you come in with me."
An Tian pointed at a few people and ordered.
What Wang Tao is also confused about is that Shen Aoxue is among the people pointed by An Tian?
What happened? An Tian had an affair with her?
Wang Tao knew that although Shen Aoxue was born in the Shen family, after marrying to Qingyun City, she had an affair with Zuo Hongyuan, and later directly joined the Shenghuang Cult. He didn't expect that she was quite able to get along.
From being a female believer to being in a relationship with a bishop?
Wang Tao thought narrowly, but had a vague feeling that something was wrong.