Even though He Zhao had experienced many simulated scenes, and there were all kinds of ways to die, his state of mind was greatly tempered. However, he was somewhat affected by the small movements of the female talisman, and almost broke his defense.

How should I describe the other party's gaze? It was as if he saw a moving piece of shit, with a hint of panic in his disgust, as if he was shouting silently: Don't come here!

""

In order to hide his livid face, he could only choose to lower his head and pretend to be panicked.

"Old man, stay where you are. Country boy, stay back."

The male Talisman frowned, raised his arm and waved, scolding the master and apprentice directly in front of him.

How to put it, the contempt of superior people for inferior people.

Or, people simply don’t regard him or someone as the same person.

"Tap tap tap"

The famous ruthless man, who was disgusted by his misfortune, slowly backed away after hearing this.

When he had almost retreated to the door, he heard a woman's voice ringing in his ears.

"That's it."

Gang Leader Li looked at his old friend who looked a little ugly, and softly explained to the female Talisman.

"Wang Fu has a cleanliness disorder, so we cleaned it ten times from top to bottom. Only then did the huge main hall become spotless, and people were willing to come in."

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense. Tell the story exactly as it is, and describe it in detail." The fushi surnamed Gao glanced at the two people and asked the person standing at the door.

""

In the hall, four people looked at the person involved.

"Speak!"

The man surnamed He looked up with a slightly confused expression. His face returned to normal. He raised his finger and pointed at himself, as if asking everyone, "Do you want me to speak?"

Gao Fu's eyelids twitched, but he couldn't curse because there was nothing wrong with him.

After all, he had scolded the other party before and did not let the other party speak.

"Yes, it's you. Tell me exactly what you saw and heard. It's best not to miss anything."

"Gentleman, this is what happened."

Ruthless Zhao used the same excuse to deceive Fan Zhong and deceived the superior men and women again.

"Is the scene still there? How is it protected?"

Gao Fushi turned his head, looked at Gang Leader Li and asked.

"Emissary, after receiving the reply from Prince Ning, I immediately sent my disciples to seal off the entire Yuzhi Hall to ensure that no one would ever enter and destroy it."

"Okay, junior sister, let's go. Go take a look with senior brother and get more experience. You can't always be a bird in a cage. No matter how beautiful you are, you can't hide the fragility under the feathers."

Hearing this, Wang Fushi did not speak, but just nodded.

Afterwards, a group of people headed to Yuzhitang.

It is worth mentioning that the two talisman envoys were sitting in sedan chairs. In order to take care of the patients with cleansing diseases, dozens of medicine gang members in front were not only responsible for clearing the way, clearing away the surrounding people, but also spraying water to sweep the streets.

Someone is still falling behind. Don't get too close to the team, otherwise you will disturb the nobleman and you will not get any good results from him.

The person who warned him was not the two Talisman Envoys, but Gang Leader Li.

From a standpoint, he is not a bitch, he is just receiving and serving me carefully. Regardless of his identity as a foreigner or as an envoy of Prince Ning, not a mere drug gang can afford to offend him.

Of course, it may also have a lot to do with the fact that when I was a child, my father and I saw strange abilities and my life was saved.

Disciple of an old friend?

fart!

Fan Zhong is Fan Zhong, and his apprentice is his apprentice. The two cannot be confused.

He Zhao didn't care about this. He was disgusted and looked down upon. Except at the beginning, the look from the female talisman almost made him break his guard. Now that he has calmed down, he doesn't want anything to break his mood again.

[Today, Gang Leader Li XXXXXX]

In the little black book, I wrote down an account.

After a while, the team arrived at Yuzhitang smoothly.

The people carrying the sedan were all elite members of the Yao Gang. Needless to say, they were strong and naturally moved very fast. The speed in the city was much faster than that of a carriage that could not run.

"Junior sister, do you feel it?"

"Well, a faint evil spirit of Yin and Fire is hovering in the backyard of the medicine hall."

The two people who had just stepped off the sedan were chatting and communicating with each other.

I have to say that the voice of the female talisman is very nice. It is no exaggeration to say that it is like singing on water.

"Walk."

The guards at the entrance of Yuzhitang immediately saluted respectfully when they saw the gang leader arriving.

"Get out of the way."

Gang leader Li led the way, and the group walked to the messy backyard.

He Zhao continued to rear, but when he passed the gate, some powder was sprinkled on his sleeves.

In the dark, under a lantern, it's hard to spot.

Broken corpses, broken bones, blood, the shaman with his head exploded, houses with cracked walls, charred land, and ditches more than ten meters long, show the brutality of the battle.

Gao Fushi walked to Tuo Manxing's headless corpse, squatted down and looked at it carefully.

"A corpse that was infused with Yin evil spirits and resurrected from the dead. But" he frowned, looking puzzled. "How come it seems like someone used huge force to break the evil spirit protecting the body, crushing the head and leaking it?"

How about death from evil?"

Others don't know it. He is being defended by the body of evil spirits. As a person who practices evil spirits, how can he not feel like a mirror in his heart?

The Lianjiazi who have gone through the ten levels of transformation may not be able to break through the siege despite all their efforts.

Unless he is born with supernatural powers and his body is different from ordinary people.

But even so, trying to break it with force is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"Strange, so strange."

After saying this, he turned around and observed the broken corpses of the twelve grassland guards.

"The corpse was charred black, and the internal organs were severely damaged and almost carbonized. However, there were only traces of Yin evil spirits filling the body, and there were no marks left by fire evil spirits."

To be honest, Gao Fushi was a bit confused.

He really couldn't figure out what kind of power other than evil spirits could kill someone with evil spirits entering his body.

"Senior brother, he seems to be really angry."

"???"

He subconsciously glanced back at his junior sister and almost blurted out a ridiculous sentence.

"Well, junior sister, true qi is the unwilling product of those who are unable to refine evil spirits. It is made by mixing extremely weak evil qi with the qi in the human body.

Comparing the quality of evil spirits, the difference between the two is not only that of heaven and earth. Among the five elements of true energy, the fire-attribute true energy cannot yet break the evil spirits that protect the body.

What's more, have you forgotten? The master of transformation among Prince Ning's personal soldiers, facing you who is protected by the evil spirit, uses all his methods, but he is still helpless and can only admit defeat.

Therefore, use your true energy to break the evil spirit, and don’t say it again after today. If Master or the other old man hears it one day, he will definitely be unhappy."

"oh."

Wang Fushi looked like he had done something wrong and he bowed his head obediently to admit his mistake, not to mention how pitiful he was.

Naturally, this does not include a ruthless person who has repeatedly killed people.

"If you can't feel the spirit, someone must have pulled out all their spirits. Coupled with the faint smell of fire in the air, if my guess is correct, it is the fire magic of the Tengger Mountain shaman."

He Zhao looked at the male talisman talking to himself, lowered his head and rolled his eyes.

In your words?

When I was at the main hall of the Medicine Gang earlier, there were twelve ghosts with their bodies on fire appearing.

A man and a woman walked up to the headless body of the grassland shaman Tuo Manheng.

"Three-pronged shaman, a person who has just embarked on the path of spiritual practice." Gao Fushi picked up the broken sacred hat, looked at the three-pronged metal decoration on the hat, and said with disdain.

Then, he knelt down and looked through it.

"According to the skin and palm lines, this person is about forty years old. Haha, it is not surprising that he succeeded in refining evil spirits only in his forties and was beaten to death."

Not to mention how condescending his tone was, but considering his age, he seemed qualified to complain about Tuo Manheng's death.

"The head was crushed with great force, and the remaining flesh and blood had the same scorch marks as those on the corpse."

But no, they are all thunder and lightning energy, so it would be strange if they are different.

"Brother, I remember my master said that there seems to be a life-saving bronze mirror on the shaman's hat?" Wang Fushi asked, holding the three-pronged hat that his brother had just thrown aside.
To be continued...