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Liu San and others were startled. They had never seen a middle-aged scholar with such an expression. Liu San's eyes flashed, he rubbed his palms, moved slightly towards Wang Lin's position, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, little brother What happened to him? Did he suffer a bloody disaster because of our involvement?"
Wang Lin looked as usual and glanced at the middle-aged scholar indifferently without saying anything. Situ Nan's calm voice came to his ears.
"This little baby is somewhat interesting. This physiognomy technique is quite capable, but it is still mysterious for mortals. But for those of us who are cultivators of immortality, it is a bit of a trick. I just passed on to him the memory of killing people and annihilating families in the past. Once again, hehe, this is unbearable for him."
The middle-aged scholar was sweating profusely after just such a moment. His gaze towards Wang Lin was no longer as plain as before, but now revealed a strong sense of awe. Hearing Liu San's words, he quickly waved his hand and said, "With Xiao It has nothing to do with the brothers. The younger brother's future future is unpredictable. Wang is not good at physiognomy, so he can't see through it he can't see through it." After saying this, he bowed repeatedly, with a bitter look on his face.
The scene he saw just now was completely shocked. It was simply a Shura hell, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ??blood, and everyone was obviously not a mortal. They could fly in the sky and escape from the earth, and were omnipotent. The middle-aged scholar had learned family traditions since he was a child. He has the skill of fortune telling and is well-informed. He knows that there are immortals in the world. Once he is involved in many things, he may be killed.
Liu San frowned and was about to speak when suddenly there was a scream in the distance. A huge human head drew an arc in the air and was thrown from a distance. After landing, it rolled a few times and stopped at the fire. .
Liu San¡¯s expression changed drastically. He recognized that this person was the guard of the escort agency who was patrolling the surrounding area, and he immediately stood up suddenly.
Yang Sen grabbed the head, clenched his fists, and said tearfully: "Er Gou, I swear to avenge you!"
At this time, all the escort guards drew their weapons and looked around with murderous intent.
The black-faced man stood next to Liu San, with piercing eyes, and shouted in a deep voice: "That good man who came here doesn't understand the rules."
"Jie Jie" A gloomy laughter floated out, followed by a rustling sound, dozens of men in black crawled out from the surrounding ground, slapping the sand and dust off their bodies while looking coldly at the people of the Mighty Escort Agency.
"Liu San, the founder of the mountain, hand over your things and we will leave immediately. Otherwise, no one will be left here." A skinny old man slowly walked out of the men in black.
Liu San¡¯s face was as sinking as water, and he shouted in a low voice: ¡°Who am I talking about? It turns out to be you, Vulture Song Xing.¡±
The old man smiled slyly and said sinisterly: "Liu, you don't tell lies in front of a real person. This time your mighty escort agency openly sent red goods, but secretly brought back a 500-year-old ginseng. Hand over this thing." To keep you safe, don¡¯t drag everyone down by hiding here for a mere external thing.¡±
Liu San frowned, looked at the people around him, and thought to himself: "How does this vulture Song Xing know that I have hidden ginseng? It seems that the people traveling with me must have spies." Thinking of this, he suddenly glanced at Wang Lin sneered.
He gave a hint to the black-faced man, took a few steps, clenched his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Don't say that I don't have this kind of ginseng. Even if I do, with Song Xing's martial arts, you can still get it from me." It can¡¯t be snatched away.¡±
The black-faced man understood and quietly walked behind Wang Lin.
Wang Lin frowned, and suddenly the middle-aged scholar stepped forward to stop the black-faced man and shouted: "What are you doing? This little brother is not a spy."
The black-faced man was startled and was about to speak.
At this moment, Vulture Song Xing laughed and said loudly: "Liu, I can't beat you, but today, if we take action personally, you are dead." After saying that, he took a few steps back. , shouted loudly: "Welcome to the New Year." After saying that, he immediately prostrated on the ground with an extremely respectful expression.
??Looking at the men in black around them, all of them looked fanatical, kneeling on the ground, following Song Xing's movements and chanting loudly: "Welcome to the new year."
A cold voice suddenly came from all directions: "Hand over the ginseng, or die!" As soon as the voice fell, a fireball the size of a fist suddenly appeared from the darkness, carrying strong heat, and instantly hit an escort guard. , the guard didn't even have time to scream, and immediately turned into a pile of black coal together with the weapon in his hand.
At this moment, everyone in the escort agency was stunned, and some even didn't even grab the weapons in their hands, and dropped them to the ground with a clang.
Yang Sen¡¯s eyes showed a look of horror, and he lost his voice: ¡°This¡ what kind of hidden weapon is this?¡±
The heat wave couldn't stop emanating from the pile of black coal, and the hair of the surrounding guards was bent and exposed?Roasted appearance.
Liu San also had a look of shock on his face. He took a few steps back with his consciousness and stared blankly at the pile of black coal on the ground. He was speechless for a long time.
There was fear in the eyes of the black-faced man, and he said tremblingly: "Immortalimmortal magic?" Speaking of this black-faced man, he also took a test of the immortal sect when he was a child. After being eliminated, he set foot on the world. The memory of that time deeply stimulated him, and now when he saw the fireball technique, he immediately thought of it.
Song Xing looked proud and said loudly: "That's right, we are immortals back then. Why don't you send us the ginseng quickly?"
All the people in the escort agency looked at Liu San with pleading eyes. If they were mortals, they would still have the courage to fight, but the opponent was an immortal. At this moment, these men lost their fighting spirit.
Liu San had a bitter look on his face and was about to speak when suddenly three more fireballs appeared silently and floated motionless in the air.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his interest aroused. Judging from the power of this fireball technique, the person who cast it must not be above the third level of the Qi Condensation Stage. He touched his chin, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he suddenly saw a person not far away. On a big tree, the person casting the spell was noticed.
"Huh?" Wang Lin was startled. The person who cast the spell was about twenty-eight or nineteen years old. He was at the peak of the second level of Qi Condensation Stage and could break through to the third level at any time. This young man had a gloomy expression and several deep scars on his face. At first glance, he looked quite ferocious, but the more Wang Lin looked at him, the more familiar he looked.
The middle-aged scholar sighed and said: "Old Liu, hand it over. Even if our boss finds out, he won't blame us. The other party is an immortal, how can we mortals resist it."
Liu San hesitated for a moment, then carefully took out a palm-sized brocade box from his arms and placed it on the ground.
As soon as the brocade box landed on the ground, it suddenly floated up. Instead of being sent to the opponent, it flew backwards and was caught in Wang Lin's hand. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com