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Chapter 113 Where is the Blood Clothes Waiting to Die? (seventh more

A huge black iron ship was parked above the tiger village at this moment. There were a pair of huge paddle paddles on both sides waving. A huge green flag with the word "xu" written on it, making a sound in the wind.

In Jizhou, there are more than tens of millions of sects of all sizes. Because of the number of strong people in the sect, the sects are divided into level one to level nine, the largest level one and the smallest level nine. The one who stays above the Tiger Village this time is the Taixu Sect of the Level six sect.

The more than 200 disciples who were chasing the robbers below were the experience and assessment of the new disciples by Taixu Sect this time. There were so many bandit groups in Jizhou. They could easily occupy a mountain and raise a flag to become king.

Many sects do not care about it. When their term of office grows, when their reputation reaches a certain level, it is time to harvest the fruits. They have become whetstones for their disciples, and they have also earned a good reputation. They kill two birds with one stone. Therefore, the reason why many robbers are rampant is that there are mysterious people behind them. As for when they are slaughtered, it depends on whether you are fat or not.

At this moment, on the bow of the black iron dock, there was an old man with closed eyes, fluttering white hair, and the elder's clothes unique to Taixu Sect, he looked like an old god who was out of the world.

Although he closed his eyes at this moment, his whole mind was filled with the entire battlefield. Once the disciple of his disciple did not dare to take action, or encountered danger, he would use some means to help him kill the enemy.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly and looked at the void below. There seemed to be some fluctuations. Then he covered his right eye with one hand, not knowing what magic he used. His left eye suddenly turned golden yellow. When he looked at the strange fluctuations before, he finally saw the overview there clearly.

They were two ghost messengers who were pointing fingers and seemed to be saying something. He narrowed his eyes, his face turned a little pale, and he quickly turned into a normal look. For them, the people who spy on the underworld were also extremely energy-consuming.

It is understandable that people came from the underworld. As long as someone else came here to make trouble, he closed his eyes and rested again. The harvest was almost done, and some surrendered escorts were just gone. Too much killing would hurt the heavens. Moreover, these young girls who had never seen blood seemed to be red-eyed and could not control themselves.

Some law enforcement officers also felt that the time was up, so they flew off the boat, knocking out the lost disciples who had lost control and brought them onto the boat, while the rest surrounded them...

"Brother Su, it's so cruel. Look at that guy, his legs are gone and he is still lying forward desperately." Guo Hao kept tsk, while Su Yan looked at the spaceship above his head intentionally or unintentionally. He just felt a vague feeling that a powerful gaze seemed to be exploring them, but there was no malice and it was quickly withdrawn.

This made Su Yan feel trembling. He didn't expect that such a small place would be crouched and hidden. It seems that he has to hurry up and improve his cultivation. It's not okay to keep being so passive.

The reason why I was able to find him this time shows that I was not very different from him. When I became more mature in the future, no one should notice it.

"How many people have died? Why don't other ghost messengers come to fix their souls?" Guo Hao looked around. There were only two ghost messengers in the huge battlefield.

"Look carefully. Although there are many people lying on the ground, except for five or six who are really dead, the others are just seriously injured and unconscious. These young people should have been forced to kill people for the first time, and no one dared to kill them." Su Yan's soul power was several times stronger than Guo Hao, so he could see the actual situation on the battlefield at a glance.

As for those who are really dead, there are really no other ghost messengers to calm their souls. Su Yan and Guo Hao really can't help with this. Even if you are watching you become a ghost, you can't make up for yourself. Secondly, you can't make up for no matter what you are. If you do it privately, you can only become a dog and use rats to meddle in other people's business.

To determine the soul of others, not only does not reward, but also punish. If everyone does not follow the list they have grabbed in the Dead Soul Book and determine the soul according to their own ideas, it would be better to find a battlefield or a place where the plague occurred and to determine the soul. It would be too simple. For those who are in trouble and crisis, who will go? Who is willing to go? This will lose fairness and lose everyone's motivation. When the traitors occupy the hearts of all the ghosts, the underworld will be over.

You said that if there is something like WeChat that shakes nearby, it will be great, and it will be awesome.

But now this is not the point. The point is, where is the blood-clothed waiting? No, no.

Su Yan looked around anxiously, but still found no trace, and suddenly felt lost.

[The anchor’s current mood is just like being released by a girl on a date, and I feel deeply.]

[Haha, I can see that there is a person with a story upstairs.]

[I don't care about this. What I care about is how the ship floated in the air. The wings on both sides were flapping so slowly that there was no strong airflow at all, and it did not conform to Newton's law at all.]

[Newton's coffin board can't be suppressed anymore. This is another world, not the earth. Why is the thinking upstairs still at our level?]

【Oh, forgot.】

…………

There were people talking in the live broadcast room, watching so many people wearing handsome and elegant ancient windbreakers, flying in the sky and hiding with weapons, chopping and killing, I don’t know how envious they were.

They also want to come, even if you let me be a servant, maybe one day you go to the back mountain to pick up water and pick up a ring, and a stroke, no grandpa came out, and a god of Allah Ding came out, and what do you think you should do to satisfy your three wishes?

"Am I following a fake Guo Hao?" Su Yan still couldn't believe that in such a big scene, where did the blood-clothed waiter die? He wouldn't have diarrhea or the alarm clock broke, so he couldn't catch up with the time.

"What?" Guo Hao didn't hear it clearly.

"It's okay, go and kill your soul, I'll keep watch for you." Su Yan urged impatiently.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Brother Su!" Guo Hao was immediately happy and headed towards his mission goal. In a while, Guo Hao trotted over with a flushed face.

"Successfully, let's go!"

"You said this and I always feel like a thief." Su Yan was a little stunned. Why did Guo Hao become more and more unreliable? Is it the person he met in Pingyang City? Did he shaved his head and his head shone?

"Shhh, it's not good if you encounter a blood-clothed wait. We can't be honest now. Every time we settle the soul, we're lucky. Let's go." Guo Hao completed his task, and was indescribable to be happy.

"Oh~" Su Yan could only say that stupid people are lucky. These blood-clothed waiters have no idea of ​​time at all. They are procrastinating to steal a soul. If I am your boss, I will definitely deduct bonuses and salary. If it is serious, I will be fired!
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