Chapter 500 Life

Ruan Han showed a solemn color, and most of his strength was stored in his right hand and met him slowly. Hao Chen-gang is not an opponent who can be easily sent off. He can't tolerate any negligence. At the same time, he has the consciousness of fighting to the death.

However, he still ignored a person, an old lame who followed Gong Yunxiu and perfectly hid his breath.

Any one who ignores the seven great men will pay a heavy price.

Even if you put it head-on, the silver hook soul chase may not be the opponent of the seven, let alone a well-planned sneak attack. So Ruan Han died without any suspense.

A sharp blade suddenly appeared from the lower end of the old lame man's crutch and pierced his vest. Ruan Han fell down, his eyes staring at the boss, and his face was full of shock and unwillingness. However, when he saw the ancient face, his expression relaxed and closed his eyes, as if there was no regret.

The feelings of pity between the two old foxes are not understandable by outsiders.

Little Meng and Xiang Fengchao reacted that the first thing he did was not to mourn for Ruan Han, but to run away. Hao Chen and others only stared at Ruan Han and let him run away in an intention. It was too late to chase him again.

Xiang Feng ran halfway and saw the panting swordsman in white also coming this way. When the two bumped into each other, Lu Yuqing was surprised and said, "Sir, you--"

"Go!" Xiang Feng had no time to talk nonsense with him and waved his hand to interrupt him.

The swordsman in white is the only survivor of the four he brought, and he doesn't want to bury even his last subordinates here.

Haochen looked at their distant figure and touched his chin to meditate. At first, he thought that the wind of the coming of the treasure was deliberately released by Little Mengchang to attract other people who hold maps. However, the result of today's World War 1 dispelled this conjecture. The defeat of the whole army of Xiang Feng Dynasty made him faintly glimpse the huge shadow hidden behind him.

Is it ancient?

Hao Chenang inadvertently glanced at the old lame man in front of him and found that the other party was also looking at him with a smile, and his kind look seemed to be very meaningful.

No, it's not him... This old lame man is treacherous like a fox, a trap, and thinks he has a trick, but he doesn't know that he is just making wedding clothes for others...

Hao Chenguang withdrew his eyes and turned his mind to the Buddha light that had just killed the old ghost. He just saw the figure in the golden light, which seemed to be the man on Cen Guanling... However, he was obviously a disciple of the demon sect, why could the Buddha light shine brightly, full of peace and grandeur?

In vain, he didn't get the map, but he became more and more confused.

The sun shines in and dispels the gloomy atmosphere in the house. Through the cracks between the boards, you can also see black particles flying in the air, but they are getting lighter and lighter.

Ge Xinglie came over, and in just a few breaths, he had recovered his physical strength with the help of the surrounding aura, and his body once again exuded a compelling evil charm and domineering. He stopped behind Hao Chenkang, stared at the smiling old lame with him, and said lightly, "I thought that there would be no harm in my cooperation with Brother Hao, but I didn't expect that I was busy in vain."

Hao Chen'ang said, "It's normal that there are people outside."

"I really admire you, Brother Hao. You always have such a rigid expression. Well, I'm ashamed of myself!"

Hao Chenguang shook his head and said, "It's useless to regret now. I think Xiao Meng will make the next step soon..."

The people present didn't get the map, so they didn't say anything and soon dispersed. Only a house full of ravines and cracks was left, which was in a mess, like ruins.

After everyone went far away, two masked people in the distance came out of the hiding place and dodged to the old ghost's body.

Without any words, a masked man's eyes showed fanaticism. He poked his hand, untied a gourd from his waist, took out a few runes, and squatted down on the body and quickly groped for it.

Another masked man with a slender figure and a long sword stood ten steps away, did not dare to get too close and carefully looked at both sides.

After a moment, the masked man in front of the body breathed a long sigh of relief: "I almost slowed down. Fortunately, Hao Chenkang is not a talker!"

The masked swordsman on the periphery came slowly and said in a low voice, "Have you put away all the sand?"

The first masked man said in a extremely regretful tone, "The formation is broken, and the corpse has dispersed too much, and only got 50%."

The swordsman's eyes changed, and his steps stopped abruptly, and he wanted to withdraw and walk back.

The masked Taoist priest laughed and said, "Don't be nervous. The evil spirit has dissipated, and the other sand has no effect. It can't hurt you!"

The swordsman snorted, looked at the gourd in his hand for a long time, and said, "With this thing, can you deal with him now?"

The masked Taoist priest sighed: "Only 30% is sure. The opponent that even Brother Wan is afraid of can't be dealt with with one or two magic weapons.

The swordsman's eyes flashed a few times and asked, "Where are the others?"

"It's the same."

"That is to say, we don't try our best not to steal this damn sand. In fact, it's useless?" There was a little anger in the swordsman's tone.

The masked Taoist priest sighed, "You can also see that there are many powerful people in this town. Take tonight as an example. If we didn't have the pearls of all sentient beings, we would have lost our lives long ago. Now even if I take the sand, it can be regarded as another old ghost at most. If I get out of this house, who can I deal with? So temporary patience is necessary!"

The swordsman was silent for a moment and said, "When will Brother Wan come here?"

The Taoist priest shook his head: "I have no news either."

On the way back, Qin Yan noticed a lot of malicious eyes. It was probably seen that he was injured, and some people's eyes were even a little unscrupulous.

Walking in the sun, he only felt a burst of coldness. If Gong Yunxiu hadn't appeared in time, some people would have been ready to move.

Qin Yan is afraid of encountering this situation. A madman who is fascinated by greed is not worth mentioning, but if it is a large group of crazy people, it is very troublesome.

Fortunately, people are still a little awe of him, the guest of little Mengchang. Coupled with the murderousness of Gong Yunxiu, most of the peeping eyes convered a lot.

At this time, several of the biggest conspirators in the town went to the ghost house outside Heyuan. No one instigated him behind his back, and no one really ran up to death.

returned to the inn safely. When Bai Lang came up, Qin Yan asked and knew that the three girls had not got up yet.

Gong Yunxiu looked at Qin Yan's unsure expression and smiled: "These little maids... Brother Qin, heal quickly. I'll protect your Dharma!"