Chapter Eleven: The Haunted House of Saintess of Los Angeles
The more Xu Yue and Wang Quan chatted, the more excited they became. They even talked to the point that after this matter was resolved, the two of them would go out to do heroic things as masked perverts.
Maybe you’ve been keeping secrets all by yourself and no one has told you, so now that you let go, you become more talkative?
But Wang Quan was too lazy to talk to him.
Wearing a mask on your face and going out to do chivalry like a pervert?
Brother, do you think the surveillance cameras all over the street are just decorations?
Um?
Yes, why hasn’t Brother Xu been arrested for disturbing the public?
Or he has a way to block those lenses himself - this is unlikely, the workers won't think so much.
Either he was being observed from above - it's possible.
Either there's something... blocking the lens - a high possibility.
Gee, that’s really troublesome.
Wang Quan was about to complain when he suddenly felt a shock under his feet.
Then the world turned upside down.
He barely held on to the table, pressed his temple with one hand, and said to Xu Yue and Niu Ben with squinted eyes: "Can you two stop shaking? It makes me dizzy."
"I want you to stop shaking, I'm so dizzy too!" Xu Yue directly started the brother interaction mode with Wang Quan.
It's not working time anyway.
Niu Ben shook his head, "Both of you, how could we still feel dizzy despite our physical condition? I'm afraid it's not an earthquake! I felt the same way when there was a slight earthquake before."
Wang Quan rubbed his temples and said, "A ghost market can also be affected by earthquakes? Don't make trouble."
Before he finished speaking, the man with a melon-skinned hat and a white face was seen running and shouting, "The earth dragon is moving! The earth dragon..."
Wang Quan pulled him over and said, "What are you yelling about! The ghost house will shake the ground! What on earth is going on!"
He didn't do it right, so he said with a smile: "Sir, someone from outside knocked on the door!"
Wang Quan raised his eyebrows, "Is this a monk with a rough face and a grumpy mouth?"
There are not many people who dare to directly kick the gate of the ghost house in the royal city.
Even he, Mr. Wang, came in honestly, and he didn't just pull out the ax after a disagreement, right?
Of course, this is also part of the reason why he gave up before going to the speed of light.
The white-skinned boy shook his head, "That's not true. If Sun Dasheng came to the door, we would have rushed up to ask for autographs.
"Anyway, we are just smashing the door. I guess the gate of our ghost house will not be able to withstand it for a while."
But he soon felt relieved.
I saw a three-meter-tall headless man wearing the black armor of a gold-swallowing beast, holding a four-meter horse-killing sword upside down, and charging out on a thunder-winged blood pony!
The fierce and bloody evil aura soaring to the sky made Xu Yue and Niu Ben choke, and even Wang Quan subconsciously narrowed his eyes.
"Which hero is this?"
Niu Ben was shocked and confused.
This ghost general is extremely sharp!
According to Niu Ben's own feeling, if he faced him head-on, he would probably be killed if he couldn't walk even one step!
Wang Quan was also quite cautious.
The strength of this ghost general can already be compared with the top five masters on the Great Zhou Tian Ranking.
Na Wugan said with a smile: "So that you guys know that this is the general under the command of the Lord, who was called the 'King of Swords' at that time! The Lord said that the 'King of Swords' is not as brave as Master Guan!" "
Before he could finish his words, only a shrill scream was heard, and an exclamation came from the mouth of Guifang:
"The Sword Emperor, his man and his horse were chopped into two pieces with one move!"
That didn’t work: “…”
Xu Yue: "..."
Niu Ben's eyes widened, and he blurted out obscene words, "Fuck! What a heifer, the cow is doing the splits, and the cowhide is stretching the crotch!"
"Pfft——!" Wang Quan forced his smile back and patted his shoulder, which was as cold as ice, "Don't argue with him, but let me tell you, this Sword Emperor does stretch his crotch a bit."
The white-skinned boy retracted his glare at Niu Ben and was waiting for an explanation when he suddenly saw another warrior with a white horse, a silver spear, and a jade face flying over everyone's heads!
He said proudly: "The Sword Emperor may have been careless for a while, but this person is different! This person is the Lord's general 'Gun God' who kills the world! Back then, he once stood up with a spear outside the Longmen Buddhist Kingdom, and was shocked by just one person. From now on, the country dared not set foot in the human world! The master also praised this man for his bravery, which was not inferior to Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong, who went in and out of Changbanpo seven times in the past!
"The Sword Emperor can't reach thirty in his hands!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone else exclaimed, "Ah?! Even the gunman was beaten to a pulp by the opponent with just one move?!"
That didn’t work: “…”
Xu Yue: "Ah this..."
Niu Ben opened his mouth and said in surprise: "You are so awesome, but you can't withstand a single move? I'm a bastard, you are not a heifer turning on the fan, you are bragging!"
"Pfft - cough cough... cough cough cough..." Wang Quan happened to be drinking tea, but he almost choked to death when he couldn't take a breath.
These two people are supposed to be crosstalking each other!
It's quite funny to sing and harmonize.
After that, he gritted his teeth and said, "There is also the half-unfamiliar 'Sword Master' Kuang Mo Xian here! Don't worry!"
He turned around and explained to Wang Quan, "The Sword Lord is the most powerful person under the command of the Lord! It is said that when he came out of seclusion, all the famous swordsmen in the world shook their heads and bowed in his direction!
"Later, after his death, he was taken under the command of the Lord, and he has never had any rivals in the past two years!
"Even the Lord once said, 'The Master of Swordsman is a rare talent in the art of swordsmanship. If the sky does not produce a black string, the art of swordsmanship will last forever like a long night'!"
"Although this sentence is not the original creation of the Lord, it is the words used by others to describe Kong Zhongni, but from this we can also know how powerful the sword master is!"
Niu Ben whispered: "A group of heifers are flying up to the sky in a row, one after another boasting. Is this Sword Master also going to fall into trouble?"
Na Bugan glared at him and spat: "What a stinky bitch! If the Sword Master is defeated again, then I will..."
He suddenly stopped and looked back.
When Niu Ben saw Wang Quan here, he became more courageous.
He even squinted at his fair-skinned face while eating melon seeds, "What else?"
Na Bogan watched for a while, and when there was no movement, he said: "Well, my dear uncle, my surname is not Yehenala!"
"Hey, are you still a relative of the emperor? That's disrespectful. Then why are you here as an errand boy?"
Niu Ben continues to be weird.
The white-skinned man smiled but said, "It's all from the past, don't mention it again, we are the master's people now. Don't say that the sword master is not defeated, what if the sword master is defeated? Even if that person is here, You have to abide by the rules here! Otherwise..."
Niu Ben vomited two pieces of melon seed skin, "What else?"
Na Weigan looked back and cupped his hands to Wang Quan, "Sir, please wait a moment."
Then he kept pricking up his ears to listen to the movement at the entrance of the street.
After listening for a long time, there was still no movement.
He then turned around and sneered, "Otherwise, we have to let him know what the hell this Wangcheng Ghost House is!"
"Oh? Isn't it a market? Where else could it be?"
A slightly hoarse magnetic voice sounded, and a purple-eyed fairy in white appeared next to Wang Quan.
She casually threw a head with an angry look on the ground, and then complained coquettishly to Wang Quan, "I just wanted to come in to see the young master, but they refused to let me in.
"Sir, who are these miscellaneous fish?"
Wang Quan suppressed his laughter and said: "Sword..."
He just said a word when he was interrupted by the white-skinned man. With a flattering smile on his face, he bent down and said respectfully: "It's such a small honor to meet you! What would you like to drink?"
Wang Quan grinned.
As expected of a braided devil, he is so quick to become cowardly.