Chapter 93 Maoshan teaches the ninth uncle

"Roar!" A Dai roared in pain and kept stabbing Qianqiu's chest with his nails, making his chest bloody.

With the continuous split of Tianlei, Dumb's movements became slower and slower. Finally, Dumb, who couldn't hold on, roared and was bounced out by the power of thunder and lightning.

The dull who fell to the ground was pierced by the thunder. A Dumb, who knew his fate for a short time, crawled on the ground, scratched the ground with his hand, and struggled towards the doll on the ground. After holding the doll in his hand, A Dai's face showed his stupid smile and fell beside Wu Zitong.

Qianqiu Daojun, who was beside him, looked at the dead Dumb, showed an ugly smile and said happily, "The zombies that even I could almost couldn't get rid of must have harm to many people. Today, my feud can still take him away before he dies, which can also make up for my mistakes! My feud is finally worthy of the teacher's teaching. It's very good, very good.

Qianqiu Daojun spit out a mouthful of blood, and then waved the flag and ordered to the armored soldiers standing on the left and right: "My five internal organs have been destroyed, and now I rely on mana to continue my life, and I won't last long. And after my death, Huier will definitely not survive. His soul was burned by the three true flames of my brother and suffered from that day and night. You go and take down my Taoist robe that has fixed his soul. Now Huier relies on that Taoist robe to fix the soul that has just returned from hell. After you take it down, he will return to hell. In addition, bury him in that cave with me. After burying me, you take my magic weapon and go to my brother. Don't let the treasures of Maoshan be left out.

After ordering the next generation, Qianqiu Daojun sat on the magic rack carried by these armored soldiers and went to the cave. Qianqiu Daojun, who fell on the scaffold, looked at the sun above his head and passed through the dark clouds again, smiled slightly, and whispered nostalgicly, "I'm good in my dream, and I have a thousand hatred."

Qin Hui, who went to the street to eat a bowl of wonton noodles, wore a gold mask on his right face to block his pattern due to evil anger. While holding the zombie rice bought for the Dumbs in his hand, he drank wine and walked to the small building that appeared in sight.

"Damn! How did it happen!" Qin Hui looked at the small building that was beaten like honeycomb coal and ran over quickly.

Qin Hui, who entered the small building, looked at Wu Zitong lying on the ground and the dark Dumb, and said in disbelief, "How could this happen! How could this happen!" Qin Hui grabbed Wu Zitong's body and said, "Zitong, what's going on? Didn't you say that the experiment already has a clue? You can't die at this time! No, Wang Dali!" Qin Hui, who shook Wu Zitong, quickly ran to the basement.

Looking at the empty basement, Qin Hui clenched her fist tightly and came back to the first floor without looking for clues, wanting to know who it was and then against herself.

"Uncle Nine!" Qin Hui looked at the messy potion and the long-lived lock hanging on the iron cabinet, and said in a low voice with the gossip mirror that Uncle Jiu used to fix himself that day: "Dest my experimental potion and kill my men. Uncle Jiu, you really bully people too much and don't pay attention to me!" After saying this, Qin Hui put the gossip mirror in his pocket and headed in the direction of Yizhuang.

In Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu was dressed in a Taoist robe and said to the four-eye Taoist priest beside him, "Brothers, the reason why I called you here in such a hurry is that I found a demon way of killing and casting methods, so I want you to help me with that Take down the inhumane demon road."

Mamadi buttoned her nose and said impatiently, "What a demon! How dare you call us here in such a hurry! I'm looking for the body of the master!"

The four-eye Taoist gentleman straightened the glasses on his face and said, "Brother, what is the strength of that demon?"

After listening to his brother's words, Uncle Jiu looked at Ma Ma Di with dissatisfaction and then said, "The strength of that demonism is not small. I have never been able to fight with him. Because of this, I hurriedly called you, otherwise when will I beg for someone!"

Hearing this, Ma Ma Di stood up and said angrily, "What are you talking about! You mean that I beg for help every day! Tell me, what have you helped me over the years?"

Seeing that the two are quarreling again, the four-eye Taoist priest waved his hand repeatedly, "Okay, okay, brother, don't quarrel anymore. Since the demon road is so powerful, I think we'd better unite.

Looking at the four-eye Taoist priest saying good words, A Wei and Ren Tingting quickly said, "Yes, yes. Last night, more than a dozen people were killed. Taoist priest, you should put the overall situation first!"

"Well, I don't bother to pay attention to you!" Ma Ma said and sat in the chair. With an unconvinced face, he clasped his toes.

In the atmosphere in the field, when he fell silent for a while, Qin Hui walked into Yizhuang. Looking at the three mage and Wen Cai and others sitting, Qin Hui said coldly, "It seems that Uncle Jiu has encountered something happy. It's really lively!"

"Brother Qin! You're here, hey hey, why are you wearing a mask?" Wen Cai looked at Qin Hui who entered the door and asked with a smile.

Qin Hui did not answer Wen Cai's words, but took out the gossip mirror in his pocket and asked in a low voice to Uncle Jiu, "Uncle Jiu, this gossip mirror is you!"

"Oh! Isn't this my five-eed gossip mirror? How can it be in your hands!" Uncle Jiu looked at the gossip mirror in Qin Hui's hand and asked strangely.

"It's good, it's good." After saying two sentences in a row, Qin Hui compared the gossip mirror with Uncle Jiu and said, "I'll give it back to you." With this, Qin Hui suddenly exerted his strength and flew the gossip mirror to Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu looked at Qin Hui's movements and the roar in his ear. He did not dare to answer it, but gave up the gossip mirror by mistake.

The gossip mirror flew past Uncle Jiu's ear and hit the pillar behind him.

Uncle Jiu looked at the gossip mirror deeply trapped in the pillar and asked puzzledly, "Mr. Qin, what are you doing!"

Listening to Uncle Jiu's words, Qin Hui slapped the pistol on the table and said, "What are you doing! Don't you want to give me an explanation for killing my men and destroying my experiment!"

Uncle Jiu heard this and said doubtfully, "Kill your men!" When will I kill your men!"

Qin Hui stared into Uncle Jiu's eyes and said after a while, "Since you didn't do it, what's wrong with this gossip mirror? What's wrong with those Taoist symbols left in my building?

Uncle Jiu explained; "This gossip mirror was taken away by him when I was fighting with a zombie named Wang Dali. As for what you said to kill your men, I don't know at all!"

"I don't know! Didn't you lie to me?" Qin Hui looked at the ninth uncle who didn't want to fake and asked in a low voice.

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said helplessly, "What am I lying to you for? I really don't know!"

Qin Hui thought of the severely damaged small building and the scorched dull and said, "Strange! Look at that scene, it was done by a Taoist master. If not, who else would you be? Could it be that your brother, Qianqiu Daojun, did it!"

Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "Impossible! My brother, we don't know where he has gone. How can we go back to your place to kill people!"

"brush, brush, brush." With the sound, several faces against the leaves, a pair of funny little people, emerged from the ground and appeared in front of everyone.

Looking at these little people who look like enlarged soybeans, Uncle Jiu said doubtfully, "Sprinkle beans and become soldiers! You are my brother's magic soldiers!"

The villain looked at Uncle Jiu, put the magic weapons in his hand in front of Uncle Jiu, and then waved his hand.

Uncle Jiu looked at the movements of the little people and kept nodding with a sad face; "So it is, so it is!" Brother, what's wrong with you!"

With the comparison of the villain, Uncle Jiu and several mages all looked sad. Finally, Uncle Jiu said to Qin Hui, "My brother found a zombie who was not afraid of charms in your place. After a fight, after my brother subdued the zombies, he also returned to heaven because of serious injuries!" These magic soldiers can carry very little information, and that's all I know.

"Thousand enemies are dead!" Qin Hui said in disbelief.

"Well," Uncle Jiu answered, then pointed to the magic weapons on the ground and said, "These are my brother's magic weapons that I want to bring back to Maoshan. After I collect the thunder corpse, I will go back to Maoshan, and I will take charge of the future Maoshan faction.

After hearing Qianqiu Daojun and didn't say much, Qin Hui also hugged his fist at Uncle Jiu and said, "People die like lights. I'm sorry for your condolences. Now that it's over, I'll leave first."

Watching Qin Hui leave, Wen Cai asked Uncle Jiu, "Master, do we still catch that demon?"

Uncle Jiu listened and scolded; "Nonsense, my door is strict, where did the demon come from!" Don't talk nonsense in the future!"

"Oh!" Wen Cai listened and lowered his head.

"Brother, is this Yizhuang, the Taoist priest of Qianji?" Qin Hui, who had just walked out of Yizhuang, was stopped by a young man holding a tall horse.

Qin Hui looked at the handsome young man leading the horse, nodded and said, "This is Yizhuang, the Qianji Taoist priest. If you want to find him, go in. Now the Taoist priest is inside." After saying this, Qin Hui looked at the brightly dressed young man and asked doubtfully, "Friend, why did you come to Uncle Jiu!"

After listening to Qin Hui's words, the young man smiled and said, "Ha ha, I'm here to collect the bill." After saying this, the young man tied the horse rope to the tree and then went into Yizhuang.

"Account collection!" Qin Hui looked at the words written on the horse and followed curiously.