Chapter 296 Invitation

At this time, the stone bowl collapsed, and the little blood in it suddenly dissipated. The old man's body trembled and spewed out a big mouthful of blood. With a roll, he was hit by an invisible strong impact and fell on the wall beside him.

At this moment, the door of the top floor of the tower was pushed open, and the ghost platform barbarian walked in with a gloomy look, but when he saw the mess here, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"How could it be like this... this... this..." The old man who fell under the wall looked confused, frightened and muttered.

"What happened!" The barbarian of the ghost platform came step by step, picked up the confused old man, and immediately asked.

"I'm looking for the next ghost... There is no mistake in my ceremony, and I did see it... But... but what I saw is..." The old man trembled, looked up suddenly, and grabbed the shoulder of the ghost platform. In shortness of breath, his expression was no longer confused, but sober.

"I see! Remember, don't provoke the man named Su Ming. Don't provoke this person... I saw something I shouldn't have seen, and I saw..." The old man grabbed the ghost platform barbarian, breathing faster and harder.

"I can't tell you what I see, but you must remember this. Don't go... provoke... he... he... he..." The old man suddenly twitched, pushed away the ghost barbarian who was there, strangled his neck, and his eyes showed madness.

A breath that made the ghost warrior's body tremble suddenly condensed from the house. The strength of the ghost warrior's scalp was numb, and his body could not move. The pupils of his eyes contracted, and everything he saw in front of him. It was beyond his cognition and his imagination, which made him seem to forget to breathe.

He saw that in front of the old ghost, there was a translucent hand, which was strangled on the neck of the ghost, lifting his body from the ground. Gradually, in the struggle of the ghost, he seemed to have lost all his cultivation. Like an ordinary old man, he has no resistance at all.

Ke Moshan knows that he is not the strongest person in the ghost platform. The real strongest person is the ghost party! Although the ghost side has been in the dead years, it is slowly killed like killing a mortal. This kind of thing requires cultivation, which makes Mo Shan unimaginable.

He trembling and stared at all this. He slowly saw a translucent person who seemed to be wearing an imperial robe and appeared in front of the ghost party completely. The appearance of this person did not cause the wind and clouds to rise, and did not change the color of the world, but there was a fear that suffocated Moshan.

In this way, he became an ant, and the translucent man in front of him in the emperor's robe with the emperor's crown. A glance can smash it to pieces.

Time has only passed a few breaths, but these breaths are as long as permanent for Mo Shan. He looked at the translucent figure, pinched the ghost's neck, and let go of his hand. It seems to take a look at myself.

This look made Mo Shan's mind roar, and his eyes were blank. I don't know how long it had passed. When he woke up, there was silence in the house, and there was no sound at all, only the dead bodies on the ground. It seems to tell the [truth] of that scene.

Moshan's body trembled, looked at the ghost's body, and his last words before his death echoed in his mind.

"I saw something I shouldn't have seen... Remember, don't provoke the man named Su Ming... Don't... provoke him..."

The body of the ghost platform barbarian Moshan trembled. There was a cold sweat on his forehead. He knew that in his life, he could not forget the scene before the ghost's death and the translucent figure with the emperor's crown, looking at him.

"What did he see... Who is he..." Two of them, representing two people, silent.

Silent, he didn't notice that in the ghost platform under the snowfield, outside the towering tower, there was a breeze blowing... The wind came from the cold.

There are few rumors in the world that can't be spread, and there are few rumors that can't be dispersed. The ninth peak came out, and the matter of breaking into the northern border gradually spread in a short period of time.

Some people are shocked, some people are angry, some people don't believe, and some people laugh.

But in any case, among the many rumors of the ninth peak over the years, there has been another one since then. Their life is still the same. The eldest brother is closed, the second brother is planting huā grass, let the sun shine on the side face during the day, smiling gently, and the night is like a ghost, looking for the darkness of

As for Huzi, with the 10,000 jars of wine, he grinned all day long, was drunk and dreamed of death, and even his favorite peeping had not been carried out for several days.

Here, Su Ming is still copying the second type of the speed, controlling the arrangement of the god general's armor, refining his own body, and making the final preparations for Tianlan to hunt witches.

The car's injury has improved. As for Zhuo Ge, Su Ming sent his head to the first peak and to Sima Xin's cave.

In fact, Su Ming always had a question. This question was not aimed at Sima Xin, but the second brother, but he did not ask. Maybe the second brother had his own secret and could not help the car heal in advance.

Bai Su, after coming back, it is rare that she didn't come to look for Su Ming for half a month, as if she had encountered something hesitant and needed some time to figure things out.

Until half a month later, when she came again, Su Ming saw more traces belonging to Bai Ling on her body.

The returned Bai Su has restored her previous character. She is unruly and capricious. Sometimes she wants to tease Su Ming, but every time she pays the price, it is often the upside-down that she is used to.

Time is passing slowly like this, and there are less than two months left before the battle of Tianlan witchcraft! In the last two months, even Su Ming, who had not been out of the mountain, could feel a sense of depression shrouded in Tianhanzong, like the silence before the storm.

Until this day, when the car came back, it brought an invitation to Su Ming.

The invitation is issued by the auction held by the largest department nearby. This auction will be the largest before the war and within the scope of Tianhan Sect!

The organizer is not the most of the people of Tianhan, but Haidongzong! This is a convention. It is a practice that will only appear in the first war of a hundred years. In such a moment, many people will receive invitations for a large-scale auction held by Tianhan Sect in the vicinity of Haidongzong.

Su Mingben was not very interested in such an auction until he saw some of the auction items marked on the invitation, one of which made him excited!

A complete tripod of quenched medicinal stone!!