72 Despair, Lin Cheng, you're a thousand knives!(2/2)
"You can hide quickly!"
Su Zheyi smiled contemptuously, waved his hand, and the eight pieces of talisman papers that Lin Cheng shot out spontaneously ignited.
The old man hid behind Su Zheyi in disappointment.
Seeing this scene, Lin Cheng instantly confirmed his conjecture that Su Zheyi really had something to do with the old man.
But who is controlling Su Zheyi?
"Baoshi, I can't even clean up a little first-grade mage. What's the use of keeping you!"
Su Zheyi slapped his face and slapped the old man with his backhand, then pasted the talisman paper on the ground on the old man.
"Puff..."
“Ahhh…”
The old man fell down like a little bug just now, struggling desperately, and screaming in his mouth.
After a few breaths, the old man turned into a pool of pus, his corpse was gone, and his soul was scattered.
"Who are you?"
Chapter completed!