"It's that mud-legged fellow."
Zhang Feixuan stared at the ball of liquid and said, "Old Three, go up later and rush straight up, no matter what's around."
"ah?"
Wang Qi was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and nodded.
The two of them accelerated their bodies, flew past, and stepped on the cave wall that was not splashed by the venom. They exerted force and rushed to the opened floor almost together.
The thin wings behind Wang Qi were trembling, and he rushed faster. When he just flew off the ground, he saw that it was a wooden house. Inside the wooden house, there was a dazzling array of golden things, all of which were gold, silver and jewels, which were very eye-catching.
In the center of the room, there was a tall and thin man with a body as thin as a stick. He was staring blankly at the two people who rushed forward.
If it were normal, he would definitely stop here, but when he thought of that old sinister guy, Wang Qizheng didn't stop at all and ran straight upwards.
Bang!
The roof was broken, and the two men flipped onto the roof one after the other. At the same time, the door of the wooden house was also knocked open, and the tall and thin man ran away.
Wang Qi was about to lean over to chase him, but Zhang Feixuan shouted, "In the opposite direction!"
As he spoke, he swung his fan, and suddenly blood energy burst out, fanning out several blood blades in the opposite direction of the man's running. "If I remember correctly, that mud-legged fellow never lives in the house. He is obviously a bait!"
The bloody blade swept low, quickly cutting down the grass and trees in front. At the same time, an equally tall and thin figure jumped out from a bush.
"Third brother!"
winter!
Following Zhang Feixuan's shout, Wang Qi's legs and feet turned into recurved animal feet, and he kicked a big hole in the wooden roof. He swooped down to the figure, holding the axe in reverse, and hit the tall and thin figure hard with the top of the axe.
Bang!
There was a dull sound as the blow came down, and the stick-like figure was almost broken in half and thrown to the ground.
At this time, Zhang Feixuan also burst into a ball of blood and flew nearby. He went straight up and kicked him hard, then used the hand holding the precious pestle to punch the man.
"Let you set a trap!"
"You're allowed to build a wall there!"
"You grave robber!"
"The underground palace is full of traps. You don't want us to survive, do you?"
"Do you think we will be fooled? After so many years, your routine has long been recognized by people. The whole room is full of traps, right? The person in the room just now was your stand-in, right? An ordinary person might have fallen into the trap, but this trick won't work on us!"
Zhang Feixuan cursed for a while, threw another punch, then stood up, put his hands on his waist, and let out a breath.
"Yeah, after all these years, haven't I made any progress at all?"
The stick-like human figure that they beat suddenly melted and turned into something like mud, then fell to the ground in muddy water.
And the sound came from behind.
Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qi were both stunned. They turned around and saw a human face protruding from a thick tree not far from them. Then, a tall and thin human figure gradually emerged from under the face, gradually separated from the tree and appeared on the ground.
The man was a head shorter than Wang Qizheng, but taller than Zhang Feixuan. He was extremely thin and looked like a bamboo pole.
He has short hair, a thin face and thin lips, and appears cold and heartless.
"I wonder who it is that knows my whereabouts so well. How come the two of you are together? I haven't seen Zhang the Lecher and Wang the Butcher for nearly ten years."
The man glanced at them and raised the corner of his mouth, but he didn't look like he was smiling, but rather like he was mocking them.
"High mud legs!"
"Gao Tu thief!"
They both spoke at the same time.
"My name is Gao Sishu, don't call me that."
Gao Sishu said coldly: "So how did you two get together?"
"Your incarnation technique is really great."
Zhang Feixuan fanned himself and shook the hair in front of his forehead in a very graceful manner, and sneered: "I haven't heard from you for so long, I thought you were dead. You are so brave to be so close to the Xumi Meridian."
"I'm not interested in that old man's alchemy method. Unlike you, who are following Jin Guang and Zhao Yuanhua like dogs, I just happened to discover the underground palace here."
Gao Sishu's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at them again and said, "You came out of that wooden house, which means you entered through another tunnel. It's strange. Why are you still alive?"
"Sure enough, the abnormality in the underground palace is related to you!"
Zhang Feixuan said angrily: "What did you do in that underground palace? There are ghost soldiers everywhere. The eldest brother is furious inside. The fire is burning everywhere. We have to go through the dog hole you dug!"
"Big Brother? Zhao Yuanhua? What does his anger have to do with me? What about others?"
Gao Sishu looked around and made sure that no one was there. He then asked, "You guys are still hanging out with that old guy in Xumi Meridian? I thought you guys had run away too, but you're still here. Hasn't that old guy established his foundation yet?"
"We are asking you!" Wang Qizhen said impatiently.
"I have nothing to say to you. We are not familiar with each other. You are willing to be the human pill, but I am not willing to do so!"
He bowed, turned around and was about to leave, as if he didn't even want this underground palace anymore.
But at this moment, the ground suddenly shook, and the shaking was so severe that the three of them were shaken and almost fell down.
boom!
At a place on the ground next to the wooden house, a huge white light shot up into the sky, almost reaching the sky. In the white light, the ground collapsed, revealing a large hole.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, a phantom rushed out first, as if it was hit by something, or more like being thrown out, and fell heavily to the ground.
Then, a white shadow rushed out of the hole and stomped hard on the phantom. White flames spread out from under his feet and burned on the surrounding ground. The flames were so intense that Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizhen both changed color. Even though they were not burned, they felt a burning pain on their bodies.
As for Gao Sishu, after being stunned for a moment, his whole body suddenly turned into mud and fell to the ground.
It’s not a real person, but an incarnation!
"This old bastard!" Wang Qizheng gritted his teeth, "He's so fucking shabby!"
call!
The cold wind howled again, forming a phantom, but compared to before, this phantom was obviously much more vague.
It was about to attack Song Yin, but seemed to have discovered something and looked straight towards one of the trees.
The phantom raised its arm and fired a projectile straight towards the tree.
At this moment, Gao Sishu emerged from the trees again. He quickly bent down and the bullet flew over his head, blowing the entire tree away with a bang.
call!
The wind howled, and the phantom no longer attacked Song Yin, but charged directly towards the man, as if it had some hatred towards him.
Song Yin frowned and looked towards the tall and thin figure. He saw the man grit his teeth, took out a paper man from his arms and threw it at the phantom.
"Give it back to you!"
The paper figure was a flat surface, like a painting, with a copy of the appearance of a little girl on it, which looked very realistic.
When the phantom came into contact with the paper man, its charging posture stopped immediately. A pale hand like a human's suddenly grew out of its twisted and changing body, and it carefully took over the paper man.
Suddenly, the phantom changed rapidly, and the countless struggling heads on the armor suddenly retracted and turned into a pale face in the helmet. Its distorted body gradually merged inside, and a human form actually emerged in the armor, turning into a tall general riding a horse and holding a spear.
The resentment disappeared.
But what followed was an oppressive anger.
The general was pale all over, and his figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, like a ghost. He held up his spear and pointed it at Song Yin. He hugged the paper man with one hand and actually spoke in human language.
"I am the commander of Zhenshan Pass! How dare you, evildoer, break into my territory, communicate with the evil demon, slaughter the people, and covet the princess? You deserve to die!"