After the two men spit out a mouthful of blood, their faces gradually became a little bloody. When they looked down, they saw that they vomited white insects all over the floor. Their stomach was churning again, but they only retching twice, and they really couldn't spit out anything. Please visit the latest free chapters of this book.

However, the two men moved their hands and feet and felt relieved all over. The wound that had been painful could not feel any pain. The two men looked at each other, feeling extremely happy, bowed to the thin black man together and thanked him repeatedly.

The black and thin old man laughed strangely again, and said it in a murmur. The sound was like a duck, and no one could understand it. He was talking and gestured, which made people confused.

Ma Liu finally finished vomiting, and almost even vomited his intestines. He patted his chest, breathed evenly, and gave a thumbs up at the black and thin old man, praising: Master, he is so master. Today I opened my eyes. I didn’t expect to meet a master from the southwest in this deserted mountain and wilderness. I am really lucky.

The thin old man looked at Ma Liu and smiled slightly. His smile was so slim that he showed two rows of yellow teeth, but he did not respond.

Ma Liu said no matter what, he dared not stay here anymore. He was about to say something and say goodbye, but the fat and fat insects spit out by the two men on the ground suddenly transformed into a group of moths, flew into the air, and surrounded the thin black man. The thin black man opened his mouth, and the moths flew into his mouth in a queue, and in the blink of an eye, they were swallowed into the belly by the thin black man.

When Ma Liu saw this, he felt nauseous and nauseous again. He finally suppressed him and bowed to Taoist Master Qingxu and the strange old man and said: Everyone, I have business and can't stay for a long time. Let's say goodbye now.

After saying that, he winked at the two disciples and walked out with the thousand taels of silver. The two men nodded repeatedly to Taoist Master Qingxu and the thin old man, followed Ma Liuye and strode outward.

After the master and disciple walked away, Taoist Qingxu suddenly sneered and said to the thin old man: Brother Wengchai, it depends on you next. You come from afar, and the lives of these three people are regarded as a gift for me to give you.

The thin black man named Weng Chai once again made a strange smile from a shovel rubbing the iron pot. Then he pinched two fingers and silently recited the spell.

Master Ma Liu walked quickly with the one thousand taels of silver in his arms, and soon walked out of the dilapidated temple. His heart was completely relieved. The scene just now was really dangerous. The seriously injured Taoist Master Qingxu and the thin black man looked like a person with a very high Taoist craft, especially the thin black man, with evil spirits. Moreover, the old man always had a stench of rotten corpses on his body. At a distance of a long distance, the stench could be transmitted to his nostrils.
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