Chapter 239 (1/2)

Deng Hao vomited a big mouthful of blood and shouted, ”elder, if you don't do it again, we'll tell you here.”

His voice was so loud that the whole cabin echoed.

Lao Gu opened his eyes wide and was shocked. Is it difficult that Deng Hao has a backhand? Not long after, from the cabin below, came a burst of low footsteps. From far to near, it's slow, but it's loud.

With a sound of ”Ziliu”, the cabin door opened, and an old man in his 60s came out slowly.

The old man has a long beard, wears strange black clothes and looks like a fairy. Lao Gu's heart suddenly jumped. The man was terrible. He just glanced at himself. He seemed to be dying.

”Useless things.” The old man pulled Deng Hao down, made a decision in his hand and patted Deng Hao on his forehead. Deng Hao, who had only half his life left, breathed a sigh of relief and jumped up again.

”Thank you for saving me.” Deng Hao gasped and kowtowed to the old man.

The old man snorted coldly. He didn't look any more after sweeping his eyes for the night. In his eyes, yenuo is just a cleaner who has just crossed F4 level. He can be crushed to death with one hand.

But when he saw Mu Wan, a greedy light suddenly appeared in his eyes. The little girl's is just a ghost, but her body is made of what material. It's amazing. It seems that the old man saw it by chance in the records of his ancestors.

Ancestors called this material divine mud. It only takes a little to change everything. It has infinite power. Our ancestors were lucky enough to get a few grams, which passed on for thousands of years like a baby. But since the family fell behind, the divine mud was also lost, which has become a great regret for the family in the future.

But now what did he see, grandma's, the structure of the little girl's body, nearly 60 kilograms, all composed of divine mud. What a fucking monster.

The more greedy the old man was, he kindly said, ”little girl, you are dead. Why are you still suffering on this earth. Why don't I pass for you. ”

”Psycho, I don't want it. I think you are greedy. I am. Bah, old age.” Mu wanluoli was a 20-year-old girl after all. She didn't know what dirty things the old man was secretly thinking, so she scolded.

The old man's face turned white for many years. No one dared to talk to him like this.

”The living have the way of the living, and the dead have the way of the dead. The dead are infatuated with the world, which will only harm the living. Since Ben Wu met you, he should set you free. ” The old man finished and quickly drew a rune from his hand. The spell was very strange. Black paper, but it doesn't seem to be made of tree pulp. It's like a kind of skin.

Fish skin.

This is a unique fish skin symbol on the Yangtze River.

The old man grabbed a handful of cinnabar and blew it on the fish skin paper. A strange spell jumped onto the paper. Holding the fish skin talisman in his hand, he jumped and pasted it on Mu Wan's forehead with agility that was completely incompatible with his age.

Mu Wan could clearly feel that the spell had a great inhibitory effect on herself. She was shrouded by the power of the fish skin charm. She was soft all over and couldn't resist.

At this time, yenuo, who had always closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes.

”Get out.” He opened his mouth gently, spread out his palm and drew a Yanxin thunder in his palm. The golden electric light split into branches in the air, and the smell of high temperature burning came from the air.

The golden branches aimed at the old man and burst out.

The old man snorted coldly and didn't see the Yanxin thunder in his eyes. He drew a circle with one hand and blocked it with one hand. With the other hand, he steadily continued to paste the fish skin symbol on Mu Wan's forehead.