Fu Yang tried his best to hold back his curiosity: there must not be any exposure, he must go back home and study it secretly!
He was just about to say thank you to the law enforcers of the ghost market when he was suddenly interrupted by the shrill screams behind him.
"Ah! You are a demon who deserves to go to the eighteenth level of hell... ah ah! I'm going to kill you, skin you and cramp you... ah! No, no, I don't dare anymore. Ah ah... wu wu
, I was wrong, please spare my life. Don’t use cactus, it’s really impossible, it’s really impossible...”
This voice was so pitiful that it was even more tragic than those who suffered the ten most severe tortures of the Qing Dynasty.
But what is Mr. Xiong, this unscrupulous “evil cat demon” doing?
It's singing!
It’s still Jay Chou’s song, “Chrysanthemum Terrace”…
"The chrysanthemums are broken, and the ground is covered with wounds. Your smile has turned yellow! Oh, Xiao Wuzi, you can still smile even though the chrysanthemums are broken. Isn't your heart too big?"
"Grass mud horse! I'm not smiling, I'm crying...it hurts."
Even an upright disciple like Wu Jian, who never uses foul language or swears, has made an exception. This shows that Master Xiong is definitely the number one evil devil in heaven!
In short, Fu Yang couldn't bear hearing this sound.
Do you feel that it is a bit too cruel and inhumane for you to give the sword to Master Xiong to teach you a lesson?
"It's okay, don't worry, little guy! Mr. Xiong is very measured and won't kill anyone. I'm just giving him a casual lesson to help him remember a little longer."
Ah Huang patted his shoulder and said comfortingly.
"But that's a cactus! The thorns on it... hurt a lot, right?"
"Of course it hurts. Otherwise, how could you remember this lesson? Even if you are a disciple of a Taoist giant, you can't just pretend to be around, right? I'm still a disciple of Longhu Mountain."
"That makes sense..."
Watching the back-and-forth conversation between these two guys, and then listening to Wu Jian's cry and begging for mercy.
The stall owner's face turned pale.
As for the boss of the ghost city law enforcer, his face seems to be darker...
This guy with unfathomable strength stared at Fu Yang's heart and the gourd in his hand for a long time without saying anything.
It wasn't until Fu Yang felt a little nervous that he said calmly: "Boy, you can take care of yourself."
Then he turned around and left.
Let's continue to maintain order in the ghost market...
Although there was a rare and fierce life-and-death battle in the ghost market, the ghost market only opened once, and the people who came to participate continued to visit after seeing the excitement. They would not stop because of this.
But what no one noticed was that among the crowd of spectators who gradually dispersed, there was a man who was completely dressed like a farmer in a rural coir raincoat and a bamboo hat on his head.
Under the bamboo hat, there is a pair of piercing eyes!
"Oh? It's interesting. A private cultivator who is clearly not a disciple of Maoshan can actually use the Giant Spirit Palm that only core disciples and above can learn. After I finish the important things at hand, I can come and see this little guy when I have time.
Guy."
The corner of his mouth curved, and the man in a bamboo hat dressed as a farmer showed a strange smile. Then he turned around and walked towards the inner area of the ghost market, and soon disappeared...
After Fu Yang and Ah Huang got the gourd, they hurried to find Mr. Xiong and prepared to run away together!
The purpose of being in the ghost market tonight has been achieved. Both of them have gained something, and Fu Yang has also made a splash. It would be boring to stay any longer.
As soon as he turned around, he saw Feng Shu floating in the air tremblingly, like a poor little wife. In front of him was Mr. Xiong, who was strutting around like a human gangster.
Obviously, it's finished...
I don’t know what kind of “torture” that poor guy Wu Jian suffered that I can’t bear to describe.
"Hey? You two are done too? Did Mr. Fu get the gourd? Okay, Mr. Huang, help me get the dried salted fish from Mingxi River and go home!"
Fu Yang frowned, stretched out his hand, grabbed one of its legs and carried it into his arms.
Bang bang bang!
After three consecutive slaps on the furry head, he kneaded the misfortune.
"Let you pretend to be the boss! Be honest."
"Boy Fu, I'll kill you! Let me go, let me go!"
Bang bang bang!
Three more slaps... Mr. Xiong was beaten until he lost his temper.
Fu Yang then hugged it and walked out towards the entrance of the ghost market with Ah Huang, who was carrying dried salted fish, planning to go home.
Seeing that he was about to reach the exit, he suddenly seemed to feel something in his heart and turned back suddenly!
I actually saw a familiar person in the distance, near the middle of the ghost market.
Wearing a green Taoist robe, with a metal ghost mask on his face, the whole person exudes an evil and evil aura!
It turned out to be...the evil Taoist Liu Mengshu!
He also came to the ghost market!
Fu Yang's heart was shaken, and he was a little nervous and panicked.
"There was so much noise in the life-and-death battle just now, but they didn't notice me? Yes, it looks like he just came in not long ago. It may be a mistake, it's God's will. Otherwise, there will be big trouble again tonight... Hey, next to Xie Daozi
Who is that?"
He suddenly discovered that Xie Daozi did not come alone.
There is another person beside me.
His whole body was covered in a large black robe, and his head was covered by a hood, so that not even a hair could be seen!
Only the lower part of the lips is exposed. The flaming red lips are clearly a woman...
What shocked Fu Yang even more was that judging from the actions of the two of them, the woman in black robe was obviously more relaxed than Xie Daozi. Having taken "Behavioral Psychology" as an elective in his sophomore year, he knew that this meant that the woman in black robe either had a higher status than Xie Daozi.
Either he is stronger than Xie Daozi!
"This...how could this happen?"
Fu Yang was greatly shocked.
He had always thought that whether it was the Jiangda Forest Farm incident as the source, or the Zhenhui Silk Factory, Botanical Garden's Evil Corpse Demon Tree, etc. that were derived from it... the mastermind behind the scenes was the evil Taoist Liu Mengshu alone!
But the current situation seems to indicate that things are not as simple as they thought before.
Ah Huang and Mr. Xiong saw that Fu Yang was a little dazed, so they asked what was wrong.
He carefully asked Ah Huang to look over there. Ah Huang was also shocked and a little nervous: "Little Yoko, let's go quickly! If we are discovered, it will be troublesome. Although they may not dare to take action in the ghost market, they are afraid of being chased out...
…”
"Okay! Let's go quickly!"
But at this moment, Xie Daozi in the distance seemed to turn his head casually, and his eyes were about to fall on their side!!!
Fu Yang and Ah Huang both felt this, and their hearts felt cold, as if their blood was about to solidify.
But something even more coincidental happened!
The mysterious woman in black robe actually took a step forward at this time, blocked Xie Daozi, and then chatted with him and walked into the ghost market Zhongwei...
How dangerous!
"Let's go! Let's go quickly!"
Fu Yang and Ah Huang were both sweating. They quickly walked a few steps to the entrance of the ghost market. Then they stepped in, and the white light in front of them drowned them all like a tide...
Just, at the last moment.
Fu Yang turned around.
The mysterious woman in black robe actually turned back!
The two of them were separated by a long distance.
A look from afar!
It stands to reason that from such a long distance, nothing should be clearly visible.
But Fu Yang clearly felt that he seemed to have seen the way the woman in black robe looked at him...
Beautiful, charming, but also a little helpless and sad.
"Strange...why do I feel that the woman in black robe next to Xie Daozi looks familiar? I guess she just finished the fight and is still a little out of her mind."
Fu Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head, throwing these ridiculous thoughts out of his mind.
There is an existence more terrifying than Xie Daozi? How could I possibly know him!
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