Chapter 1982： Disaster (2/2)
Su Han asked.
”It's completely different. My father can only build weapons, and he can use weapons.”
Xuan Ye smiled bitterly and said, ”There are already many casters who can build weapons, so many people want to invite them back to worship.”
There was a pause, ”So Brother Su, the little black tower just now is probably the upper ballast, not the lower ballast.
Xiazheng will not automatically recognize the master. ”
”That said, the five brothers really paid back their favor.”
Su Han said to himself.
...
”Thank you, brother.”
The headed burly man gave Chengwei a sum of money and successfully took his four brothers out of the city.
This city guard had known him before, so it was so smooth, and even going out of the city at night was not a big deal, so it was not a problem to do it conveniently.
After leaving the city for dozens of miles, the five brothers stopped and rested temporarily. One of them suddenly said:
”Brother, why did you give that ballast to him? We got it desperately. Yao Ziqiu chased and killed us because of this ballast. Now Yao Ziqiu is dead. We can use it in exchange for promotion to Yuanshi. may.”
”Have you ever thought about why Yao Ziqiu can find us again and again? Even if we fled here, he can still follow him?”
The corner of Nangong's mouth rose slightly.
”Could it be that ballast...”
The other four brothers looked at each other, with a look of consternation on their faces.
”Yes, I suspect that the town implement has something to do with the Ten Thousand Ghost Gate itself. Didn't you see that it is a black tower?
The ghost refining tower of the Wanguimen also looked like this, but with a slight discrepancy, perhaps it was a town left by a strongman of the Wanguimen. ”Nangong sighed: ”As long as we bring it, we will definitely be found by Ten Thousand Ghosts. In the past, we may be able to fight hard. Even if we are robbed in the end, there is a high probability of saving our lives. But now Yao Ziqiu is dead. There will be no more ghosts
polite.
Keeping it is always a scourge, it will endanger our Nangong family, it is better to give it to that little brother, anyway, he has been marked by Ten Thousand Ghosts, there is no difference between having this town on his body and not having it. ”
”Brother, is this too much, after all, we were saved because of him.”
”Excessive? Jianghu is like that. What's not excessive. He would have killed Yao Ziqiu long ago.
Now I leave the town on his body, and hope that after the door of Ten Thousand Ghosts is found, I will stop thinking about our five brothers. My only purpose is to get out of this matter. ”
Nangong sneered.
Hearing this, the four brothers nodded silently, actually agreeing with him in their hearts.
Thousands of miles away from here, there is a gloomy sect, with ghosts everywhere.
An angry voice sounded.
”How dare I kill my disciple! If you continue to send the message and catch this child alive, I want to kill the tribe!
I have locked the position of this child, and I am near the Great Guangming Divine Gate, summoning all the nearby disciples of the Ghost Gate! ”
”Yes!”
”Someone dared to do something to Yao Ziqiu? He is a disciple of the Golden Wheel Ghost King...”
Quite a few whispers sounded.
After a brief period of riots, the sect once again returned to its calm, and the eerie smoke was coming.
………
Su Han and Xuan Ye found a place to stay for one night, and after daylight the next day, the two began to inquire about the Xuan family.
It's a pity that no one here knows what Xuan Family is.
After investigating the news to no avail, Su Han and Xuan Ye decided to leave here first, anyway, the farther away from the Great Guangming Divine Gate, the better, no matter where they go.
Just when they were about to leave the city, a woman came to face each other outside the city gate, and the two sides just met each other to determine the identity of the other.
Yao Ziqiu is the same family, disciple of Wanguimen! Su Han's eyes were solemn, and the speed at which the other party came to the door was so fast that he was a little shocked.