Who knew that the Hundred Face Nightmare was personally dealt with by the giant red shadow outside Pan Longmeng, and there was nothing He Lingchuan had to do. When he came to chase the Curse Master, he was full of blood, and he was able to fight and resistant to hitting.

He Lingchuan's opponent can summon the nightmare of all faces, invite the Fan brothers, and set up a series of traps. It can be said that he is meticulous and cautious.

If someone else faces it, it will be a dead end.

But He Lingchuan was able to escape from the sky.

For Zhongsun Mou and others, this is called one step wrong, one step wrong.

It's so wrong that it's wrong.

"Although the curse master is likely to escape far away, I still have to try chasing him." He Lingchuan grabbed a chair leg from the storage ring and pointed to the blood stains on it, "Smell, where did he escape?"

"..." How many times has this been used as a dog? Jiao Yu was too lazy to care about it, so he sniffed it seriously, "This person chewed too much cigarette, and the blood was filled with smoke."

"No, this is what I just took out of the fire." Is this guy reliable?

"That's what I said." Jiao Yu coughed, walked around the inn, and sniffed as he walked.

He Lingchuan was so anxious that he couldn't urge it.

Fortunately, Jiao Yu finally found the direction: "This."

One man and one tiger ran northwest.

There are fewer and fewer low houses on the roadside, and replaced by large mansions with vast land. The exquisite doors and walls and atmospheric buildings are not inferior in the night.

Finally, Jiao Yu stopped in front of a large mansion.

He Lingchuan passed by so many houses, only one of which had seals on it.

"No way?" Although saying this hurts the tiger a little, He Lingchuan couldn't help but say, "Are you sure you didn't lead the wrong way?"

This is Jiaozhai.

Fu Songhua's residence before he was arrested.

How did the curse master escape here?

The tiger sniffed twice: "Yes, the smell of blood is very strong, it's the guide here."

"Then what?"

He followed the tiger to jump into the ear room.

The tiger sniffed and walked in the front hall, and finally stood beside a clump of bamboo: "The smell disappeared when it came here."

"Here?" He Lingchuan drew his sword and slashed forward twice.

The qi on the knife shook the bamboo forest and the birds and bats resting on the trees beside them were frightened.

But other than that, there was no other movement.

"No one here." Otherwise, the tiger that Yuanli could not hide from.

He Lingchuan slowly put away his knife: "Someone has answered him."

There are some ways to erase the smell and eliminate whereabouts. When he was a patrolman, he learned no less than three or four kinds.

But the curse master escaped here with injuries, because someone responded.

The two of them walked around in front and behind the house for a few times, but there was no new discovery, so they had to go back.

Jiao Yu said angrily: "No wonder that Zhongsunmou is so busy. It turns out that we are sure we can't catch anyone."

He asked He Lingchuan again: "You are plotting against him, there is nothing wrong with you?"

"This mantra asked the nightmare to dream of me, and I broke it. The curse he suffered should have backfired."

"Nightmare?" Jiao Yu was surprised, "It really is such a thing, and it was only known in the past."

"The nightmare harms people, and the gods don't know it." He Lingchuan thought of something and subconsciously stood still.

The tiger also stopped and waited for him: "What?"

"Nothing." He Lingchuan shook his head and continued to walk towards the inn, "I remembered a strange thing in the past. Now the memories may be caused by nightmare."

He Chunhua rushed to Xiazhou to take office. A few days before arriving in Dunyu, the head of the Li family, the head of the four major families, suddenly died.

Old Man Li, who can eat and sleep and is very good in his body, walked in his dream, without any scars on his body. It is said that all the talismans that exorcise evil spirits are there and have no effect.

Looking back now, was that the nightmare done?

He Lingchuan sighed and found that he was not surprised at all.

Maybe I had already understood what was going on in my heart. After all, as soon as Old Man Li died, the entire Dunyu was quickly controlled by the new Xiazhou general manager.

After returning to the inn, He Lingchuan covered his abdomen and said, "It's still early before dawn, so I have to recover from my injuries."

"Good night." Jiao Yu shook his tail, "The other party shouldn't do anything tonight, right?"

He Lingchuan closed the door, drank some water, and took medicine to apply it to the wound.

I also got a souvenir in my dream, so I have to go back and take a look.

According to the habit he developed over the past few months, he should first remove the knife and place it on his side, otherwise it would be uncomfortable whether he meditated or sleeped.

However, when He Lingchuan reached out to grab the scabbard this time, he suddenly felt that the weight was wrong.

I looked down and saw that there was only a scabbard around my waist.

Life disappeared.

Hey, where is my knife?

After being with each other for several months, the existence of this knife was as natural as breathing. He Lingchuan was stunned for a few moments before his face changed drastically.

Isn’t it like a divine bone that will keep you from leaving, and can you automatically find it if you throw it out?

Can this knife be lost?

There was a sudden snoring outside, and there was movement outside the window paper.

He Lingchuan's heart tightened and he rushed to the window and pushed it away. He saw a starling's wings stuck on the branch and struggling desperately.

Night flights are prone to accidents.

He Lingchuan cut off the branches. The birds were free and flapped their wings and flew away.

Hum? Cut?

He slowly lowered his head and looked at the long sword in his palm.

This feel is indeed still a life, but where did it just come out?

As if responding to his question, the next second of life disappeared.

Could it be?

He Lingchuan was stunned for a moment, as if he understood what was going on, and silently recited "Come on the knife" in his heart.

The thought just arises, and a long sword in the palm appears again.

The grip is very fit.

He Lingchuan smiled so hard that he couldn't stop talking: "Man and sword are united?"

In the middle of the night, I suddenly gave him such a big gift. Why are you so polite?

In fact, it is a bit exaggerated to say that the human sword is united. The Fusheng sword is just taken into his body.

In ancient times, all the ancient immortals could use their bodies as their sheaths and use their true power to warm up magic weapons.

Unfortunately, the spirituality of magic weapons in later generations was getting lower and lower, and the price was getting higher and higher. The practitioners simply stopped accepting it, just like ordinary iron on their waists.

In this era, only quasi-artifacts or above can be integrated with the master.

"What's going on? Have you advanced again?" He Lingchuan stroked the blade and remembered the powerful nightmare that Dafang Pot ate tonight. "Is it because you guys have to make up for it tonight?"

Even the giant red shadow was dispatched in person. That nightmare should be a big boost to them, right?

Of course, the Fusheng Knife will not respond, but after inspection, He Lingchuan found that its characteristics seemed to have changed a little.

"Pojun": breaks through the opponent's energy and restores the damage it should have, but the possibility of bursting is very slim.

Now this "very insignificant" has become "possible".

In other words, the possibility of his "Pojun" character in the future has increased more than one level.

It is worthy of being his treasure knife, and if you feed some delicious food, you will get feedback. Unlike the big square pot, no matter how many rare treasures you eat, you will still look like you ignore others.

He Lingchuan felt that he would wake up from a smile in his dream tonight!

The door of the house was knocked, and the voice of the tiger demon came in: "What happened?"

It heard the sound of He Lingchuan opening the window again. Why is there something wrong with this night?

"fine."

But the tiger still scratched the door.

He Lingchuan had no choice but to let him in.

The tiger jumped directly onto the couch and lay down: "Come on, I'll protect you."
To be continued...