"Are you still waiting for Yuanchang?" Wu Mian sneered and began to slowly walk towards Ji Lao's vicinity. While walking, he continued in his unique tone: "This is also what Zhan Zu told you. It's amazing... Is it said above that he committed suicide after Ji Lao killed us all?"

At this time, Guangren couldn't explain what was going on. The Zuzhan Gua said above that the poster died in Yuanchang today, but the scene in front of him looked like what Wu Mian said...

When Xu Fu went out to sea and asked about the sky building, Master Xu Fu sent back a letter introducing the situation of the two posters. According to Xu Fuxin, there are two things that cannot be done to deal with the two posters. First, try to avoid one of the posters taking back his spiritual sense. Second, the souls of the two posters cannot share the same body.

Before, because the author of the post had done all these two things, Guangren was also a little confused and did not urge Yuanchang to take action. Instead, he kept watching the changes in the poster. Fortunately, one of the posters was already committed to goodness, so the thing that Guangren was most worried about did not appear. After observing for so many years, he decided to divine the poster's death and let Yuanchang take action. Now it seems that the hexagram of the poster's death is messy, and it is really hard to predict what will happen later.

"Junior brother Guangzhi, Volcano, don't care about the seedlings of troubled times," Guangren breathed a long sigh and continued, "First find a way to solve Ji Lao, and then slowly find a way to recover the seedlings of troubled times..." While speaking, the three of them had already taken out all the magic weapons in their hands and slowly surrounded the indifferent owner. Originally, Guangren thought of standing with Wu Mian and standing in four corners to surround Ji Lao in the center, but seeing that Master Dafang was coming to take advantage of his own power, the white-haired man sneered and retreated. Guangren and the other two had no choice but to stand around Ji Lao in a silence.

At this time, no one stopped Gui Bugui. The old guy walked to the cage where Sun Wubing was imprisoned, and stretched out his hand and opened it. The owner Sun Wubing's head came out.

After gasping for a few breaths, Sun Wuzi gritted his teeth and said to Gui Bugui: "Old guy, dig me out from below. Today I didn't beat Guangren so much that I couldn't even recognize Xu Fu. I'll pay my respects to Gui Bugui, you are your godfather. You have no desire to say that my brother Gui Bugui, what do you mean? What do you do if you pull my stick away? Come back, you haven't dug me out yet... Old guy, have you forgotten me..., have you heard it wrong? Didn't you ask you to pay attention to me as your godfather..."

When Sun Wuzi was talking, Gui Bugui smiled and grabbed the stone stick exposed beside it, pulled it hard, pulling it out of the sand. The old guy didn't say anything, dragged the stone stick to Bai Wuqiu's side, handed the stick to his cheap son, and said, "Silly boy, it will be very messy here later. If you hold this stick, you will rely on you to protect my father," he said.

"Old guy, you still use me to protect me. Tell me, have you done something wrong again? I'm worried that God will accept you?" Bai Wuqiu frowned and looked at the big stick handed over, and continued, "You don't know that your son and I are in the opposite direction. I feel uncomfortable all over my body when I take the stick..."

"Just a moment, silly boy, you are standing in front of my father and me with a big stick. Even if the old man really wants to pick me up, I am not so scared." When Gui Bugui spoke, he forced the big stick in his hand to his son's hand, and then said with a smile: "Looking at you like this, the sky falls, I am not afraid anymore."

At this time, Ji Lao said to Guangren who was surrounding him: "Master Dafang, I'll give you a piece of advice. Ji Lao is not the one you knew before. Even if you improve your magic, as long as you have a little negligence, you will be trapped in a place of doom. You will die in a few strokes. That would be really ugly..."

"Mr. Ji Lao, you should take good care of yourself," Guangren looked at the poster in front of him coldly. After pausing for a moment, he said to Yuanchang who was already scared: "You go and evacuate all the people in the city. You don't have to take care of this place, just do your business well."

Yuan Changba is reluctant to leave here quickly. After hearing Guangren's words, he hurriedly ran out of the inn, and Ji Lao still had no intention of stopping him. Looking at the monk's back, he smiled and said, "Yuanchang, you need to take care of yourself. I don't want to see anything happen to you. It's not easy to find containers like you..."

Halfway through Ji Lao's words, a sudden burst of flowers in front of him. The two short swords in front of him suddenly moved and shot towards the owner's face. The owner turned his head slightly and flew over to his face. Almost as Ji Lao moved, another short sword pressed on his throat directly penetrated into the owner's throat.

Seeing the entire sword body piercing into the owner's neck, Guangren's three people breathed a long sigh. Just as they thought Master Dafang had succeeded, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the owner's body, covering him.

"Continue, I can still withstand it," Ji Lao in the dark shadow said to Guangren in a mocking tone: "Master Dafang has more than just a little bit of ability, use his killer weapon quickly. These few moves are really ugly..."

While speaking, the dagger that had just flew out suddenly made a shrill sound, and then the dagger was also shrouded in the dark shadow. After turning around in the air, it shot at the throat of the poster again. When the dagger touched the black shadow on the poster's body, the black shadow on the sword instantly broke through the black shadow on Ji Lao's body and shot on the hilt of the dagger that nailed his throat.

With a muffled sound, Ji Lao's throat broke a hole, and two short swords shot through it from behind. Even the poster's immortal body could not stand this. When blood was constantly donated in his throat and backwards, it seemed like a spring came out. Seeing his neck dyed blood red by blood, Ji Lao was carried by the inertia of the two short swords passing through the throat. After a few steps backwards, he barely stopped.

At this time, anyone who saw this thought Ji Lao had been severely injured. Volcano and Guangzhi did not hesitate at all. They each rushed towards the poster with magic weapons. While they saw them rushing to the poster, the black shadow on Ji Lao's body suddenly separated from his body and turned into an unknown monster. In an instant, facing the volcano, Guangzhi and the others rushed over. After a loud bang, the two people who came into contact with the poster were shocked and flew out.

After the black shadow separated from Ji Lao's body, the wound on the owner's neck disappeared without a trace. Outside the blood stained on his clothes, there was no sign of any more. There was a fierce battle here.

At this time, the two short swords that had already flew out again towards Ji Lao. Ji Lao, who had no black shadow protection, was not panicked at all. He actually took two black short swords empty-handed. After a sound of metallic attacks, Ji Lao's hands and short swords flew over at the same time when they contacted the short swords. Finally, the two short swords flew over to Ji Lao's body.

"Old guy, is it my eyes dazzled?" Bai Wuqiu, who was watching the fun in the distance, leaning on a stone stick and said to Gui Bugui: "How come Guangren's two short swords are dark and bright? The short sword I just saw has become dark and pleasant, why has this changed back?"

"The owner of the post has broken the magic of Master Dafang," Gui Bugui said slowly, and then he continued: "It turns out that the owner of the post has reached such a state, and there is no place to compare with the previous poster. This time Guangren was deceived by the ancestor of Zhan... "

While talking, Gui Bugui glanced at Wu Mian, who was watching the fun on the other side, and then continued to say to his cheap son: "Silly boy, I won't be able to do it well in a while, and I will rely on you."
Chapter completed!