Chapter 483 An Embarrassing Meeting
In Xu Yi's current state, he really didn't have the slightest intention of competing with the ghost master, he was extremely sleepy.
The ghost master suppressed the boredom in his heart, and said coldly, "You still have nothing to do, if there is nothing to do, the deity will leave."
"It was fine at first, but your behavior just now made me very unhappy, so I will arrange a small task for you."
Xu Yi said softly, "Turn into the appearance of a scar-faced Taoist, and make troubles everywhere, break in!"
The ghost master raised his brows, Xu Yi said coldly, "Why? Don't you like it? I might spoil you earlier, but now I'm useless, what face do you have with me?"
Now that his cultivation has retreated suddenly, Xu Yi, who is greedy for life and afraid of death, is more worried about his own safety than ever.
The identity of the scar-faced Taoist is undoubtedly a dead spot. Although he performed several times, he used blood coagulation pills, and concealed his energy and spirit to change his temperament, but Xu Yi's heart did not rest in his heart. At this time, if a scar-faced Taoist reappeared and swaggered around, undoubtedly, such worries would be eliminated.
If other people act, not to mention right and wrong will be revealed, even your survival may not be guaranteed.
If it were this Lord Ghost Master, he would not only look like someone, but also be a high-ranking master, even if he was besieged by the soul-sensing patriarch, he also believed that this person would be able to get rid of easily.
"you!"
The ghost master was pissed off, when he was reduced to an actor for the sake of his majestic ghost master, a wave of evil fire was barely excreted by roaring, and now a burst of violent anger came, old anger and new hatred intermingled, and Wow began to spit out large pieces of white blood again, and the faint ghost was shaken.
"Don't talk nonsense, within three days, if you haven't heard the news of Scarface Taoist's appearance, you just wait for the secret of the imperial tomb to spread throughout Shenjing."
Xu Yi waved his hand impatiently, "Get out!"
The ghost master didn't even answer his mouth, a smoke went away, he was afraid that if he didn't leave, he would have to die under this mouth.
After the ghost master left, Xu Yi, who was physically and mentally exhausted, rushed to the fracture, stretched his hands, but didn't let out his true energy. Only then did he realize that he was a useless person, so he quickly called out the mechanism bird, sat on it, vacated the cave, and climbed up the mountain.
In his original plan, he succeeded in condensing the evil spirit here, so that he can practice here, stabilize his state, and then rush to Longshou Peak to handle the so-called official business.
Even though this so-called official business was deliberately arranged by Chen Tianfang to lure snakes out of the hole, it was meaningless, but now that Chen Tianfang died, he needed to handle this official business well.
However, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and even if he broke his head, he would never have imagined that this time Ningsha, not only failed to achieve magical skills, but turned himself into a useless person.
Calculating that there were still more than ten days left, he thought about rushing back to Shenjing to find the records of the so-called resentment.
He firmly believes that what he has formed is definitely not a grievance, if it is a grievance, his body will not be destroyed.
He even comforted himself by starting from mysticism, and demonstrated that the behavior of the ghost emperor was an act of deceiving the sky, seizing people's bodies in a vain attempt to live forever.
On the other hand, he, Xu Xun, crossed time and space involuntarily, and his soul transmigration was not his own choice, and he never killed anyone. With all these things, it is impossible to see that God hates himself, and how could he form a so-called resentment.
With this self-deception-like self-suggestion, Mr. Xu straddled the machine bird and headed forward at full speed against the hunting wind.
At noon the next day, when they crossed Mount Monkey Head, they saw a battlefield where dozens of people were killed in a mass, and their murderous aura shot straight into the sky.
Xu Yi couldn't wait to watch the battle, and suddenly heard a majestic roar coming from the battlefield, which was very familiar to him, and controlled the mechanism bird to descend rapidly.
Unexpectedly, with this fall, the mechanism bird shook violently, Xu Yi hurriedly glanced at the control panel, the mechanism bird's mileage had already been exhausted.
As soon as Xu Yi thought about it, he wanted to call out the last mechanism bird, but unexpectedly, his figure fell down uncontrollably along with the energy-depleted mechanism bird.
He also forgot that he had already lost his true energy, and he could no longer fly high in the sky, so he could change birds calmly.
When the organ bird fell, he was still more than 60 zhang high in the air, and his whole body was like a cannonball, smashing headfirst to the ground, and the strong wind was like thunder, resounding in his ears.
"Grass mud horse, thieves, play with me!"
This was Xu Yi's last thought before he fell. He never expected that he would complete this journey of immortality in this way.
The next moment, he fell to the ground.
There was a loud bang, like an earthquake, and this strange landing happened to crash into the fighting crowd, and the two unlucky ghosts happened to be hit by this human shell.
After the shocking sound, the fierce fighting stopped immediately, and everyone opened their eyes wide, looking at the foreign object falling from the sky.
On the lawn full of green dragonflies, a huge pit several feet deep appeared. In the huge pit, two lumps of blood and flesh were blurred, and a thin young man stood up slowly.
"I'm not dead, I'm stupid, I'm not dead..."
Xu Yi went crazy, jumping up and down laughing.
On the road of life, what is more exciting than turning a blind eye to life.
His madness caused Ma Qiqi to jump, as if he had encountered some unknown monster, and he could not help but divide into the two camps before the battle.
"Yes, yes, but Brother Xu?"
A man who was described as wretched and dressed in bunts called out tentatively.
Xu Yi followed the sound and saw that he was indeed an acquaintance. He clasped his fists and said, "So it's Brother Baliang. It's been a long time."
Meeting an old acquaintance in a thousand miles away is a very happy thing. If it was yesterday, Mr. Xu would be beaming with joy, but now, his mood is already low, and it just so happens that the two sides are fighting again.
He doesn't even have the ability to help, and if he fails, he has to drag people back, wouldn't it be embarrassing.
"It really is Brother Xu, what a coincidence!"
The wretched man was overjoyed and clasped his fists heavily.
This person was Xu Yi's rare friend in Guang'an, and Zhao Baliang was the first to meet at the Hero Club. At that time, before Xu Yi left Guang'an, he said goodbye to all the old people who had been in contact with Guang'an, and Zhao Baliang was among them.
Zhao Baliang also told him that if he can't get along in the future, he will come to Shenjing to look for Xu Yi and hope to take him in.
More than a month ago, the Heroes Association was bullied by the tyrants in Guang'an, and there was no hope of fighting back. Zhao Baliang disbanded the gang, led more than ten confidants, and traveled thousands of miles to Shenjing to look for Xu Yi.
Traveling here, I encountered troubles, a fierce battle, just don't know how to understand, Xu Yi actually fell from the sky, so God helped someone Zhao.
"Coin, indeed a coincidence..."
Xu Yi's face was flushed, and he was troubled in his heart. He couldn't see that Zhao Baliang met him with a look of relief from constipation.
Somebody Zhao thought that he was a former super-little strong with tyrannical combat power, and pointed at him to make a rescue.
But he promised that someone is now a useless person, how can he get out of this siege.
Unfortunately, he is a guy who wants to save face. The eyes of everyone, especially the group of people from the Heroes Association looking at him with reverence can almost melt the sun.