Both hands tightened Lin Jiusheng's neck, and the strength on this hand was not light.
Seeing Qing Ling and the woman fucking, Lin Jiusheng was a little nervous. He was really worried that the woman broke his neck with the ghost hand behind her desperately.
"Two elder sisters, don't get angry, now the people at the palace gate are dead, we should sit down and talk." Lin Jiusheng accompanied with a smile.
"You kill my junior, what can you talk about between you and me." The woman said coldly.
"Senior Sister can't say that. Your junior has a conscience too fast. I want our life so I can't take care to kill him. For this reason, I can't take any injuries." Lin Jiusheng hurriedly said.
"You can't only kill me with a knife. I can only wait to be killed by others. You can only blame himself for the death of your junior brother. It has nothing to do with me." Lin Jiusheng waved his hand.
Now that the life is in the hands of others, it's no good not to be humble.
Now the three of them have formed a strange atmosphere. A woman can kill Lin Jiusheng, and Qing Ling can kill a woman.
By then, only Qing Ling had survived. Thinking about Lin Jiusheng, he felt a great loss.
The woman fixed her eyes on Qing Ling, and she was also afraid that Qing Ling would chop off her head with a scimitar.
The head of the man in black had been cut off just now, it was in the Sky Cloud Realm.
The credit belongs to the three of them, but the thing that cut down the top level of the black man was the scimitar in Qing Ling's hand.
The three people stared at each other, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
Lin Jiusheng took a deep breath and laughed: "Why not, we are not allowed to shoot anyone, how about shaking hands and making peace."
"How can I believe you?" the woman said coldly.
"Then we sign the soul contract. If anyone shoots against whom within today, the soul will be scattered directly, how about this?" Lin Jiusheng said.
"Sign." The woman nodded.
Her move is extremely labor intensive, and it has been extremely laborious to deal with the man in black just now, and it will not last long.
"Then you spread these ghost hands so I can write the soul contract." Lin Jiusheng pointed to the ghost hands on his neck.
"You don't need to write, let her write." The woman pointed to Qing Ling and said, obviously wanting to keep Lin Jiusheng as a hostage.
Lin Jiusheng gave Qingling a shot
With a look, she raised her hand, took out a notebook, and then began to write the soul contract.
Qing Ling bit her finger, and after the blood came out, she pressed her hand on the paper.
Qing Ling threw the paper to the woman. The woman bit her finger and left her fingerprint on the paper.
Then he threw the paper to Lin Jiusheng, and waited for Lin Jiusheng to press his finger down before the woman loosened the ghost hand on his neck.
After the ghost hand was gone, Lin Jiusheng felt his neck feel more comfortable, and Qing Ling also took the scimitar away.
"That's right, harmony is the most important thing." Lin Jiusheng smiled.
With the soul contract, women dare not do anything to them both within today.
Lin Jiusheng and Qing Ling didn't dare either. If this is violated, the soul will be scattered.
Qing Ling sat on the ground with cold sweat on her forehead. The scimitar's method just took her too much time.
Isn't it the woman? After she was safe, she quickly lay on the ground, panting heavily.
Lin Jiusheng walked towards the black-clothed man, and just approached the body of the black-clothed man, the woman said coldly: "His head is mine. I didn't kill you. I can only use the head of a palace disciple to deal with him. "
"Okay." Lin Jiusheng nodded, and the head of the palace gate was of no use to him.
Lin Jiusheng stretched out his hand and searched the pocket of the man in black for a long time.
However, the puppet carried on the back of the man in black was very heavy, and the black cloth was tightly wrapped.
Lin Jiusheng fumbled for a while and found a small bell in the pocket of the man in black.
The bell was extremely small, only the size of a thumb. When Lin Jiusheng brought it over, "dingdong" made a clear sound.
Lin Jiusheng felt this sound, and the puppet on the man's back moved a little while breaking through.
This movement is very small, if you don't feel it seriously, you won't feel it at all.
"Does the bell control the puppet?" Lin Jiusheng said softly.
He remembered that at the beginning he had obtained three books of Maoshan Secret Art, Strengthening the Body Art and a Book of Refining Ghost Art.
It's just that ghost refining is too evil, and Lin Jiusheng didn't want it, so he tore it to pieces and threw it into the toilet.
Could it be that the man in black was carrying a puppet made from ghost refining.
What did Lin Jiusheng think of, hurry up
Put the little bell in your pocket.
This is a good thing, I don't know if this puppet is good.
Lin Jiusheng continued to fumble for a while on the black-clothed man, and he also fumbled for some weird things.
But he didn't take it out. After all, he didn't kill the man in black alone. Turning around, he found that the woman was staring at his movements, perhaps just watching what Lin Jiusheng got from the man in black.
Now it seemed that this woman didn't see Lin Jiusheng got a bell.
"Dignified disciple of the palace, there is no good at all, the pockets are all tattered things, it's really rubbish." Lin Jiusheng kicked the man in black.
After the woman rested for a while, the expression on her face improved a lot, and Qing Ling did the same.
Under the guard of the woman, except for the bell, Lin Jiusheng did not take out anything on the man in black.
Without saying a word, the woman took out a black pocket from the backpack, pointed it at the head of the black man and put it in directly. Then the woman wanted to see what was in the black man's pocket.
Lin Jiusheng hurriedly said: "The man in black was killed by the three of us. The things on his body should be distributed equally to everyone."
"What? You are also interested in his first class?" The woman frowned.
"That's not the case. If only you take it, we will be unbalanced in our hearts. It should be the same for everyone." Lin Jiusheng touched his nose and said.
The woman first looked at Qingling. She was very jealous of the scimitar in Qingling's hand. She nodded after thinking about it: "Okay, then follow what you said, everyone is the same, I took the head, you choose ."
"Well, what he is carrying on his back looks very special, I want it." Lin Jiusheng said directly to the puppet on the back of the black man.
"It's really blind, the master is dead, no one can control the puppet, but it is also a decoration." The woman disdainfully said.
"You care about me?" Lin Jiusheng rolled his eyes.
I thought this woman was blind, had eyes but didn’t know the gold inlaid with jade, this puppet was the most precious thing on the man in black. Of course, this was also the reason why the woman didn’t find the little bell. The head of the disciple.
(End of this chapter)