The figure is wearing a blue shirt, and I have seen a man in blue shirt several times.
He put his hands behind his back and looked at me with a half-smile. He didn't care at all that there was a god beside him, and said to me strangely:
"Why do I see you every time something big happens?
Others can't hide, so you have to move forward."
When the man in blue shirt spoke, He Nanxing didn't react at all, as if he couldn't see that there was another person around him.
The Beiluo Shenwu Tianguan's eyes were fixed on the stones thrown out of the warehouse door, and finally a smile appeared on his originally cold face.
Not only that skeletal god, but I seemed to be the only one in the whole bank hall who might have seen the appearance of the man in blue shirt.
I didn't dare to answer directly. I just looked at the man in blue shirt with doubtful eyes, and then looked at He Nanxing. I didn't understand why this god with magical powers couldn't see his existence.
The man in blue shirt immediately understood what I meant. He glanced at He Nanxing who was taking the stone from Zhuge Zhengqi's hand, and then said to me:
"Is it weird? Is there anything you can't understand about this? Immortals are different from gods.
My realm is much higher than that of He Nanxing. If I don’t want this person to see it, he will not be able to see me anyway.”
When he said this, the man in blue shirt sat on the chair next to him, looked at me up and down, and then said:
"I thought it was him who arrived, why is it always you?
I asked you whether it was intentional or not.
I gave you a little sweetness last time, and now you want to trick me out again.
You can't do this again, you can't delay my big things just because of a small person like you."
"Who is it! You can't put this shit basin on my head."
The words I blurted out made everyone around me focus their attention on me.
Zhuge Zhengqi immediately understood what was happening. He rolled his eyes and said to me:
“Donor, are you sick again?
Why are you getting sick at this time?"
While speaking, the ugly Taoist priest glanced at He Nanxing, who was staring at me coldly, and said:
"The superior, this benefactor is"
"That unlucky guy Shen Lian"
He Nanxing revealed my identity at a glance, then he turned to Zhuge Zhengqi and said:
"I harmed Qiu Beidou and broke Yang Jian's plan.
I always want to inquire about such a famous person before coming down here.
When Bu Liuxian said that he was not in the temple, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, I didn't avoid him.
Boy surnamed Shen, take a step back—that’s it. Who were you talking to just now?
Ugly baby, don't speak, let him speak for himself."
At this time, I was also a little dazed. Fortunately, after working in sales for several years, I still have the ability to talk nonsense.
I stared blankly at this skeletal god, then rubbed my head and said:
"The mentally ill
The recent new problem, thanks to that deputy commander Qiu Beidou, has wiped out three good years of my life.
The son is gone and the wife has run away with him.
This is what happens when you are anxious.
It's okay, I fell ill just for a moment, I just felt someone talking in my ear.
He said that this was all caused by myself. In my previous life, I peed in the Taishang Laojun Temple, and now it is all retribution.
Isn't this a shit basin put on my head?
I peed my pants this time, but I didn’t dare to go to Laojun Temple to urinate.”
When I said this, I turned to the man in blue shirt who was laughing non-stop and continued:
"Right? He is him and I am me.
You can't find him, so don't take your anger out on me.
Kill me, I won't say anything.
Who makes me incompetent?
But putting a shit basin on my head won't do.
No, don't laugh."
Seeing me shouting into the air, He Nanxing first looked around me.
Then he rubbed his eyes again and said to Zhuge Zhengqi:
"He's gone crazy. Let's ask Bu Liuxian to get him some brain-clearing pills.
This is because he is too obsessed with losing three years. Please enlighten him."
The ugly Taoist priest nodded, glanced at me, and said:
"This donor is usually fine, but maybe he can't bear it anymore after a day of hard work.
When the Medicine King descends to earth, I will ask him to show it to the donor."
He Nanxing was usually mean and ungrateful, but now that he got that thing, he was in a good mood and started talking more.
The Beiluo Divine Martial Heavenly Official nodded, and when he turned around to extract information from those women about the people behind the scenes, he suddenly discovered that there were originally three people on the opposite side, but now there were two people.
When he saw one person missing, He Nanxing realized something was wrong.
After he sneered, he said to Zhuge Zhengqi:
"Ugly doll, give me another 20% of the magic.
I’ll open your eyes too.”
Before he could finish his words, he fell to the ground and suddenly stood up straight with his bloody gourd-like bald head.
Before Zhuge Zhengqi could transmit his immortal magic, Bald Head had already raised his dagger and rushed towards He Nanxing for the second time.
"Control the corpse."
He Nanxing laughed sarcastically and continued:
"Who do you think I am, He Nanxing? I am Beiluo Shenwu Tianguan.
Ugly doll, I don’t want magic anymore.
There is no need to waste my magic on such evil spirits.
If I wear it out, I will lose face as a god."
While speaking, this skeletal god breathed out at the bald head that was approaching.
After this breath was sprayed on the bald head, the bald head's body was like a wood carving and clay sculpture, unable to move at all.
At this time, He Nanxing reached out and grabbed the bald man's neck, about to cast a spell to pull out his soul.
He wanted to use his bald soul to scare the women across from him and ask for information about the person behind the scenes.
But the moment the god pinched the bald man's neck, Zhuge Zhengqi suddenly understood something.
He shouted to He Nanxing:
"Advanced! Be careful, this person has explosives on him."
At the same time as he shouted these words, the explosives on the bald man's body had already gone off.
With a loud noise, the bald head was blown to pieces on the spot, and the blood mist instantly enveloped He Nanxing.
Fortunately, He Nanxing had already obtained part of the immortal magic from Zhuge Zhengqi before.
The immortal magic counteracted the power of the explosives, but that was it. He Nanxing's body was also covered in blood, and he looked in a miserable state.
However, He Nanxing's expression was very strange. He didn't reach out to wipe the blood on his body. His expression looked like I was pretending to be a mental patient just now.
He stared straight at his left hand with a look of disbelief on his face.
He Nanxing pushed away Zhuge Zhengqi who came over to wipe the blood stains on him, then gritted his teeth and said to the air:
"You're so careless, you actually used Baldhead's life as bait to steal my things.
I have to praise you a few words,
But there is a bigger problem next, how do you take that thing out.