"Huh..." This sword aura, even though I just waved it casually, was definitely not small. Unexpectedly, hitting that person was like a handful of sand on top of him, except that his clothes were slightly flirted with flirting, no ripples were caused.
He is still the same as before, like a okay person, still standing there motionless,
Seeing that my sword aura had no effect on him, Xiao Li gently tugged the corner of my clothes and whispered to me: "Wood, don’t remember the purple spell that the uncle sent over, quickly take it out."
I was too panicked for a while, so after listening to Xiao Li, I hurriedly took my mobile phone into my pocket.
"Haha... Don't waste your time, you guys can't beat him." The moment I took out my phone, a familiar voice came to my ears. In order to prevent fraud, I gave up the action of pulling out the phone and looked at the direction of the sound instead.
"Huh..." After the voice, a familiar figure was standing there looking at us proudly. He just escaped from my hand-Uncle Zhao.
Seeing him daring to appear in front of me now, but proud, it is estimated that this guy with his back to us is the helper he has found. So I deliberately mocked him: "What? Find a backer to be the first bird?"
Facing my provocation, Uncle Zhao was not angry, but showed a more wicked smile, and said to me: "Don't be so excited, I just found an old acquaintance of yours to reunite with you. Come, you guys have not been for a long time. I've met, don't you say hello?"
As Uncle Zhao spoke, he held the man's shoulder with his hand, and then slowly turned him towards me.
"Bang...Bang..." I can hear my own heartbeat, how I hope that he is not Lao Mei, how I hope Lao Mei has died somewhere, somewhere. At least that way, I don't need to be an enemy of him, and fight him life and death.
But the truth is cruel and painful. When his face turned to me, what came into my eyes was the face of my skill and fear—Lao Mei.
Lao Mei! It’s just such a person I don’t even know what his full name is. I have been friends with me for two years. I heard about his death almost twenty days ago, but now he is standing in front of me like this. .
Things have become right and wrong, and people are no longer right. Although his eyes and face became extremely unfamiliar, I knew that he was the old Mei I knew, and the old Mei who was originally dead should be me who became the ghost of the dead.
Uncle Zhao also noticed the change in my expression, and he said to me even more triumphantly: "Little nephew? Uncle Zhao, are you satisfied with the gift I brought you?"
The anger instantly overwhelmed my brain, and my eyes became as hot as a volcano. I looked at Uncle Zhao fiercely and said, "Satisfied with your ancestor." I yelled and slammed my sword at him.
He knew my strength. After seeing me attacking him, he showed a look of horror. He was panicked and shouted to Lao Mei: "Quick, stop him, and kill him immediately. ."
"Sneez..." The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Uncle Zhao is probably the best example. He has too much hope for Lao Mei, but with Lao Mei's ability, he can indeed make him show off, but the premise is that Old Macon listens to him.
It is a pity that Lao Mei ignored what he said, still sluggish, with a cold expression on her head, standing there quietly. He didn't move a bit until my Demon Slashing Sword pierced into Uncle Zhao's body.
"You... You..." Although the Demon Slashing Sword had no effect on Lao Mei, it was as easy as cutting tofu to deal with a low-level ghost like Uncle Zhao. He looked at me unbelievably, the sword in my hand, and the motionless Lao Mei.
"Go to hell. Drink..." For this kind of person, I didn't talk too much nonsense. I gave a violent rage, and the sword was crossed, and Zhao Shu was chopped off at the waist, but he didn't even have a chance to scream, so he was wiped out in smoke. There was no flesh and blood flying around, no corpse fragments, only a few dark objects, falling to the ground.
"Huh..." When the black object just fell to the ground, the weeds seemed to be taking drugs, and the black objects were directly wrapped into one's own haystack, and then the originally short weeds instantly turned into A big tree more than two meters high.
My God, I looked at countless trees of this size here, and I couldn't believe it. Could it be that every tree here represents a person's soul? It's too terrifying. Could it be that Xiaoli would say so evil.
"Eating soul for food is really killing the blood to sacrifice the sky formation." Although Xiaoli and I already knew the origin of this formation, we were shocked after seeing it.
Uncle Zhao's fate is simply a copy of the family of the head of Fengming Village. He has worked for ghosts and gods all his life, but in the end he didn't even know how to die. Perhaps just a few seconds ago, Uncle Zhao naively thought that Lao Mei would protect him.
Xiao Li said that Uncle Zhao is just a soldier, and Lao Mei didn't save him this time. I think there are two reasons. Either it was the man behind Lao Mei who felt that Uncle Zhao was worthless, so he just let him die. Second, it was Lao Mei who recognized me, so he didn't intend to attack me.
However, I personally prefer the first possibility. As for the second possibility, Lao Mei is next to him now. If he wants to verify, now it is the best opportunity.
But I also know the strength of Lao Mei, I don't dare to care about it, Zhao Shu just killed his life because of carelessness, I don't want to repeat his mistakes. So I stepped back a few steps and came to Xiao Li's side and held her hand tightly. After ensuring that I could retreat, I dared to shout at the motionless Lao Mei: "Lao Mei? Do you recognize me? Lao Mei?"
…… Deathly silence, there was no answer to me, Lao Mei still maintained the same posture, standing motionless.
"Don't shout, he doesn't recognize you anymore, take this opportunity, you quickly take out your phone and use Uncle's charm to deal with him." Xiaoli knew that my heart was struggling and uncomfortable, so her tone was very slight. The attitude is very quiet, and I am afraid that I will suffer.
"Huh..." I should also recognize the reality, Lao Mei is dead, even if he can recognize me now, I'm in a different way with him. I closed my eyes slightly, let out a sigh of relief, and then reached into my pocket to get the phone.
"Bang..." Fortunately, while I was holding the phone, my eyes didn't move away from Lao Mei, and I still stared at him.
I am also glad that I was so cautious, because the moment I reached into my pocket, Lao Mei erupted with a muffled noise.
I thought he had launched a sneak attack on me, and the mana that had already secretly tuned fortune directly condensed in front of me and Xiaoli to form a magic shield.
But this time I think too much, because Lao Mei didn't sneak attack on me, but he escaped into the soil on the spot, and disappeared without a trace again with a burst, even the pile of soil looked like It was restored to its original state as if it was alive. (End of this chapter)