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Chapter 24 The Tomb of the White Emperor

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    Ma Peng was taken aback, who was talking?

    More importantly, how does the other party know what is in his heart at this time.

    If Tian Xiong knew about this, there would be no way for him to survive.

    Ma Peng was sweating profusely from fright, and looked at Tian Xiong in panic, for fear of being slapped to death by the opponent.

    "Tsk tsk tsk How can you be so cowardly as a mouse?"

    That gloomy voice sounded in Ma Peng's mind again, his tone full of sarcasm.

    Ma Peng immediately judged that it was the voice of Patriarch Jiuyou, and the other party actually wanted to get rid of Tian Xiong by himself. What kind of conspiracy did the other party have?

    Is this killing the donkey by killing the donkey, or is it that the ancestor of Jiuyou valued himself and wanted to cultivate it?

    Ma Peng's mind turned and turned a thousand times, but he still couldn't figure out the real intention of Patriarch Jiuyou.

    However, the ancestor Jiuyou seemed to be disappointed in Mapeng, and no more voices came from him.

    "Peng'er, you're sweating profusely, isn't that uncomfortable?"

    Tian Xiong found that something was wrong with Ma Peng, and asked with concern, he naturally couldn't hear what Jiuyou Patriarch said to Ma Peng, and didn't understand that he was about to face disaster.

    "The baby is fine."

    Ma Peng pretended to be calm, without showing any flaws, and asked: "Father, next time I send blood food to the ancestor, can I go with you?"

    "No, it's better for you to have less contact with your ancestors"

    Tian Xiong immediately refused, he was well aware of Jiuyou Patriarch's methods, and he was afraid that Ma Peng would follow in his footsteps and become a running dog.

    When Ma Peng heard the words, he immediately thought that Tian Xiong wanted to monopolize the benefits bestowed by the ancestor Jiuyou, and was furious.

    Deep in the pupils, a murderous intent rose.

    Inside the ancient tomb, the ancestor of Jiuyou beamed, "Jealousy, rage, greed, laziness, gluttony Unexpectedly, my ancestor, I met a person with the seven deadly sins. Sure enough, the ugliest thing in the world is the human heart.  Inspire all the seven kinds of evil thoughts in Ma Peng's heart, and finally turn them into my merits and help me out of trouble."

    Tian Xiong would never have imagined that he wholeheartedly worked for Patriarch Jiuyou, but he still became a pawn that could be discarded at will

    By the pond, under the willow tree.

    Jimo was lazily feeding the dragon fish, his eyes flicked to the west from time to time, and he frowned.

    He could feel that the rising black mist in the primeval forest was getting thicker and thicker, and accompanied by the surge of blood, the gloomy atmosphere made people feel very uncomfortable.

    "Could it be that there is something sneaky in the forest, and something doesn't feel right."

    Jimo thought about whether to check and find out what was going on.

    Just then, a figure came out of the yard.

    Ji Mo's eyes were fixed, and he suddenly became furious.

    It's him!

    That old man with voyeurism.

    In the past, they were just spying from a distance, but now they are so bold that they come to the door.

    The old man outside the yard is no longer the old fairy-like appearance of the immortal, but he changed his attire deliberately and turned into an old farmer in his dying years.

    "Ji Mo, today I will meet you for a while to see if you are a dragon or a worm."

    A stern look flashed in the old man's eyes. The last time he failed to plot against Ji Mo, he was deprived of his talisman. This time, he must find his way no matter what.

    The most important thing is that, counting the days, the cataclysm here is coming, and it is necessary to find out Jimo's true intentions to prevent accidents.

    "I, Tu Hongqiantu, a thousand-faced man, have been around for hundreds of years. I haven't seen any scenes. I will use my aura to suppress this guy first, and then take the opportunity to force him out."

    The old man let out a clear cough, pondered over and over again, and had a countermeasure.

    Unexpectedly, the courtyard door opened with a "squeak", and Ji Mo came out angrily, holding a fire stick.

    "Hey, you old boy dared to come to your door." Ji Mo shouted loudly.

    Hong Qiantu was startled on the spot.

    This kid is so insidious that he is so insidious!

    This time, his momentum suddenly weakened by three points.

    "Don't think that I can't recognize you with makeup on. You have been spying on me for several years, but this time you came to me. What exactly do you want?"

    Jimo raised the fire stick, pointed at Hong Qiantu's nose and accused Hong Qiantu loudly, spraying the other person's face with saliva.

    Hong Qiantu was forced to retreat one after another, his momentum weakened a bit again.

    He was horrified in his heart. He thought that his secret investigation was perfect, but he didn't expect that everything had already been seen through by the other party.

    Isn't it ridiculous that every time I pretend to be self-righteous, I fall on the other party.

    Hong Qiantu blushed with embarrassment,?He wanted to open his mouth to argue, but when he took a closer look at the fire stick in Ji Mo's hand, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot.

    Isn't this just my natal magic weapon, the Hunyuan stick?

    How did it become like this?

    The indestructible epic-level magic weapon was whittled into a piece of waste material and turned into a fire stick!

    Threat, this is Chi Guoguo's threat.

    The meaning is self-evident, the other party just told himself clearly, I can destroy your talisman at will, and it is not easy to clean you up.

    Hong Qiantu swallowed, and tried hard to calm himself down, so as not to lose his footing.

    "Since this is the case, let's open the skylight and speak clearly. We are all on the same road, so why ask why we know the purpose."

    Hong Qiantu had a showdown right away, they all lived here in seclusion, came for the underground Baidi Tomb, and wanted to plan a great fortune in it, so why bother to hide it.

    ? Now we have to make it clear directly to see how to solve it, and see if there is any possibility of cooperation between the two parties.

    "Whoever is in the same way as you, we will never be in the same way"

    Jimo said disdainfully.

    A stinky voyeur, who shamelessly said that he was on the same side as him, is shameless.

    Hong Qiantu frowned suddenly, it sounds like Ji Mo didn't intend to cooperate.

    He felt that things would not go well, and it was very likely that he would have to rely on his strength to speak, so he snorted coldly: "Could it be that you want to have a fight with me."

    After all, everything depends on the fist to speak, and the weak have no right to speak, so Hong Qiantu also showed a tough side.

    "Just you? I'll beat you five times with one hand, and I'll catch your hair with one move, and you won't be able to finish eating."

    Ji Mo cast a glance at Hong Qiantu's scrawny body, eyes full of contempt.

    This little old man actually wanted to get rough with me, I'm afraid he's lost his mind.

    Although he can't practice, Ji Mo is very confident in his boxing skills, especially the three skills of "catching, transforming, and sending" have been practiced to perfection, and it is easy to deal with a bad old man.

    Hong Qiantu's pupils narrowed slightly, his eyes were very serious, and he thought to himself, maybe this guy is really better than me, otherwise how could he be so arrogant.

    Is he really capable, or is he playing tricks?

    Also, what kind of supernatural power is this "transforming hair"? It looks very powerful, so you have to be careful.

    "Your Excellency, don't deceive people too much, the thousand-faced man Tu Hong Qiantu is definitely not someone who has a reputation for nothing."

    Hong Qiantu directly mentioned his name, but he didn't believe that the other party was unmoved.

    Hong Qiantu, the man with thousands of faces, was famous all over the world three hundred years ago. His face is ever-changing, he proves the way by killing, and his hands are covered with blood. He is a great killer.

    "never heard of that."

    Ji Mo shook his head, and the contempt in his eyes became stronger. A lot of older people still use the title of Secondary School Two to scare children.

    Hong Qiantu didn't believe that Ji Mo hadn't heard of his name, he clearly saw the disdain in Ji Mo's eyes, obviously he didn't take himself seriously.

    It is a great insult to have never been slighted.

    It is tolerable, which is unbearable!

    Hong Qiantu was so furious that he took a step forward, and his fist hit Ji Mo's face like a shooting star.

    Boom!

    Before the attack came, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared, and behind Ji Mo, a terrifying aura erupted violently.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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