Seeing this scene, Meng Zezhi's pupils tightened.
"Damn!" He couldn't help but scolded secretly, and at the moment when the red-clothed female ghost attacked, he grabbed Han Daqin and shrunk down, only to see the red-clothed female ghost's two sharp claws piercing fiercely. Entering the wall, the broken tile fragments fell on their faces.
Following Meng Zezhi's body, he kicked open the toilet door and dragged Han Daqin to run out.
"Heh—" The woman in red sneered, pulled out her sharp claws with a little force, and followed after her as if she was chasing some favorite toy.
As Meng Zezhi was panting, he hurriedly shouted, "The system—"
"Sincerely recommend for the host, the cheat book "Introduction to Warlocks", Daigo empowerment version."
After speaking, Meng Zezhi saw a transparent display screen in front of him.
In the first grid of the interface, there is a thick stack of thread-bound books, and below it is written the daigo version of "Introduction to Warlocks", with five thousand points of merit.
Next to it, there is also a thick stack of thread-bound books, with the ordinary version of "Introduction to Magicians" written below, with 2,000 merit points.
profiteer—
Meng Zezhi's face turned black. He had to know that in the last world, he was mortally ill, and in the end he had only accumulated 4,800 merit points. In this world, before he started the task, he had to spend 5,000 merit points first. —
Just listen to the system explain: "The things produced by the system mall, once learned, will be used for life. And every time the host surrenders or gets rid of a Specter, the Kao Gong Division also has merit rewards, such as the red-clothed female ghost in front of you, worth 200 points. Merit, like Li Wenhuan, is worth 1,000 merits."
Hearing this, Meng Zezhi felt a lot more at ease, not to mention, does he have a choice now
I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf!
He gritted his teeth: "I bought it."
As soon as he finished speaking, a pile of messy things poured into his sea of consciousness like a torrent. Along with the pain penetrating into the bones, Meng Zezhi stagnated his footsteps and slammed his fist on the wall, and only then did he barely stand still.
In a hurry, Han Daqin, who couldn't hold back his feet, slammed into Meng Zezhi so straight, and his fragile nose was severely injured again.
"Fuck!" Han Daqin covered his nose, tears streaming down his face, he subconsciously wanted to curse, but as if he had thought of something, he swallowed the words he was about to blurt out, and finally he could only say one sentence: "What, what's wrong?"
Just as she was talking, the red-clothed female ghost had already chased after her, and she said sternly, "Where else can you escape?"
Hearing this, Han Daqin's scalp went numb, and at the moment when he turned his head to look at the woman in red, Meng Zezhi grabbed his collar and threw it at the woman in red.
"Grass your grandma, Xie Guangsheng—" Han Daqin cried.
It happened too suddenly, and by the time the woman in red reacted, Han Daqin had already been hugged by her. The red-clothed woman's pupils shrank slightly, and the blood in the blood hole on her forehead flowed more cheerfully.
Han Daqin shuddered and his mind went blank, but he still remembered to beg for mercy: "No, don't kill me..."
Before he finished speaking, there was another sound of breaking through the air, only to see a colorful thing flying towards the red-clothed female ghost.
Having learned the lesson of being cut by the Taomu sword before, the red-clothed female ghost released her hands and ducked subconsciously.
With the crisp sound of ceramic shattering, Han Daqin fell heavily to the ground, grinning, the corner of his eyes fell on the broken ceramic pieces not far away, and his facial features were twisted into a ball.
Damn, his 3.5 million Qing Yongzheng red-ground enamel-colored nine-autumn bowl.
Only then did Han Daqin realize that they had come to his treasure room.
His heart tightened, and he looked at Meng Zezhi subconsciously.
All I saw was Meng Zezhi, a scorpion turned over, rushed towards the corner, and then pulled out the long sword on the weapon rack.
Han Daqin's expression split.
He spent 16 million to buy back the Ming Dynasty palace Longquan sword.
Meng Zezhi held the sword in his right hand, quickly choked with his left hand, and finally opened his palm, closed his eyes, and rubbed his teeth on the blade of the sword.
Seeing this scene, Han Daqin shuddered like a conditioned reflex, and silently retreated into the corner.
The next moment, Meng Zezhi looked at the woman in red floating in the air and shouted, "Look at the sword—"
Then he kicked his feet and charged forward with his long sword in hand.
The momentum is enough, but it is a pity that a novice is a novice. If you have decades of internal strength, and you don't know how to use it, you still can't become a peerless master.
The woman in red looked at Meng Zezhi's messy footwork and sneered: "Boy, if I don't give you a good look, you wouldn't know that Lord Ma has three eyes!"
As she said that, her figure flashed, dodged the long sword that was slashing across, and instantly appeared behind Meng Zezhi, and then kicked Meng Zezhi on the back, and slapped him out, ruthlessly. Smashed hard against the wall.
Pain, heart-wrenching pain—
After being pampered for decades, Meng Zezhi had suffered such hardships. He bared his teeth, but had to pick up his long sword and rushed up again.
Han Daqin huddled in the corner, watching Meng Zezhi, like an immortal Xiaoqiang, attacking him again and again, and then being blown away by the woman in red again and again.
After repeating this for a dozen times, the woman in red was a little disappointed. When Meng Zezhi came to the door again, she threw her long sleeves and flew out the long sword in Meng Zezhi's hand, and then grabbed it. Meng Zezhi's neck.
"Boy, this is the end of your own power!"
"Cough cough..." Meng Zezhi vacated his feet with blood on his mouth, sneered, and said with difficulty, "What level am I, can I not know?"
"What?" The woman in red was stunned.
"If I don't do this, how dare you talk to me like that?"
After speaking, Meng Zezhi's expression changed, and he flipped the palm of his left hand and patted the woman in red.
The red-clothed woman's pupils tightened, only to see blood gushing out from the wound on the palm of her oncoming palm, and in a short span of two breaths, it quickly condensed into a talisman on her palm.
not good-
In the flash of calcium carbide, the woman in red increased the strength between her fingers, but before she could snap Meng Zezhi's neck, her palm had already slapped on her face.
"what-"
Along with bursts of shrill screams, black smoke rose up where the palms and cheeks touched, and the two immediately fell down as if they were out of balance.
Meng Zezhi, who was already prepared, bent his legs and landed firmly on the ground, and then pushed the woman in red to retreat hurriedly until she was pressed against the wall, unable to move.
"Ah—I'm going to kill you—" the woman in red roared hysterically, her soul body seemed to be much thinner.
Meng Zezhi was unmoved, he just kept pushing the blood from all over his body to the palm of his hand, but after a while, two wrinkles appeared on his forehead.
The woman in red's tone became more and more resentful: "If I die, my master will definitely avenge me, Han Daqin, Xie Bowen, Wan Ziqing... none of you want to escape..."
Seeing that the red-clothed woman's soul body became more and more transparent, and her arrogant arrogance gradually decreased, Han Daqin swallowed and couldn't understand why the situation suddenly turned around.
But that didn't stop him from breathing a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Meng Zezhi shouted coldly in the air: "Sword."
Needless to say, I knew that this was said to Han Daqin. After all, there was no one else present except him.
sword? sword-
Han Daqin's eyes fell on the long sword on the ground not far away, he crawled out of the corner in a hurry, picked up the long sword and brought it to Meng Zezhi: "Xie Guang... Uncle Xie, the sword—"
As if she knew what Meng Zezhi was going to do, the woman in red was finally scared. She stared at her eyes, and the blood hole on her forehead stopped bleeding: "No, you can't kill me, I..."
Halfway through the words, Meng Zezhi took the long sword from Han Daqin's hand, the blood on the blade was still dry, and then stabbed the woman in red with a sword.
"No-"
Along with the deafening screams, the red-clothed female ghost turned into smoke from bottom to top and disappeared into the air.
It was a soul flying away.
After doing this, Meng Zezhi's legs softened, leaning on the long sword, half kneeling on the ground.
"Uncle Xie, Uncle Xie." Han Daqin came to his senses and quickly reached out to help him, but he didn't expect to face a face full of vicissitudes, and even the moustache on his chin was dyed a layer of gray. color.
Han Daqin opened his mouth: "Uncle Xie, how did you become like this?"
You must know that Xie Guangsheng's face is notoriously tender. He is obviously a person who has already run for four years, but he looks like a twenty-seven or eight-year-old offspring.
How come Xie Guangsheng looks like he is more than a dozen years old in just this moment.
"Fighting, don't worry about it." Meng Zezhi endured the pain and said, "I have something for you to do here."
"You say." Han Daqin replied hastily, and now Meng Zezhi is his backbone.
"Find Lu Huaijin, he is a star, I forgot which agency he is from. No matter what method you use, send him away immediately, and don't let him stay in the capital, otherwise you and I will have life worries."
Because of the marriage contract, the old ghost Li Wenhuan could not be too far away from Wan Zihuai. Now that the woman in red is dead, if Li Wenhuan came to the door, the consequences would be unimaginable. For today's plan, we can only let Wan Zihuai take Li Wenhuan away. .
Hearing the four words worrying about life, Han Daqin felt a shudder in his heart. He didn't bother to ask any more questions, and said quickly, "Okay, I'll have someone do it right away."
After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Meng Zezhi's reply. He fixed his eyes and saw that Meng Zezhi had passed out.