The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 295 "Spiritual Ability"

Even though the gray-haired old man was pierced through the chest by the point of a knife, he was not dead yet. He tilted his head, drops of black juice flowed down the corners of his mouth, and looked at the ringer in front of him with madness in his eyes. "Hahaha, you can't kill me, the True God Xiangshu lives forever!"

"Can't kill you?" Following Dang Dang slamming the weapon in his hand on the ground, the shriveled old man's corpse broke into two pieces like a piece of rotten meat, and he couldn't move at all.

After pulling Hanyue out, Dangdang wiped the blade on the old man with a disgusted expression.

After inserting Hanyue back into the scabbard, he stood there frowning and looked at the dead old man on the ground and the red "Xianshu Magic Tong" in the distance.

As Xiangshu started to move, all kinds of monsters and ghosts have come out now. Although I can easily deal with it, but with the strength of Xiangshu's incarnation just now, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with other places...

"Da da da" Ning Shuning walked over from behind with the beggar from before.

"Miss Dangdang, is this the one who pulled those common people into this cave?" She looked curiously at the corpse of the old Taoist on the ground.

After Ning Shuning's narration, she knew that when she cut this old man under the knife, all those weird people called ghost servants before were like candles melting, screaming and turning into a pool of blood.

When the little beggar who followed saw the corpse of the old Taoist on the ground, his eyes were filled with fear and he trembled all over his body. He pointed at the old Taoist and said, "That's... that is, he took all the grown-ups there, and trained them all to become inhuman and not human. Ghost monster!"

Ignoring the beggar's yelling, Dangdang walked over and picked up the "Xiangshu Magic Tong" on the ground, and pulled Ning Shuning back the same way. "Let's go, girl."

After Rang Dang walked out of the dark cave, the two of them were immediately blinded by the harsh sunlight outside.

After a short breath, Dangdang opened his eyes and saw the hands full of curiosity around him.

"Woman, what's wrong with my son? Have you found it?" Linghu Jing, the lord of Yacheng, was sweating nervously.

Xiang Dangdang didn't bother to talk to him, he just pushed away the crowd and walked towards his carriage.

Ning Shuning who was at the side explained to him in a soft voice: "There are still some civilians in the cave who have not been harmed. They will come out later. You can go and see if you are inside."

Hearing this, Linghu Jing immediately picked up the torch that Dangdang had just dropped, and rushed into the black hole, "Son, dad is here to pick you up."

After squeezing out from the crowd, Dangdang pulled Sun Fule who was looking inside, "I ask you, is there a bookstore in this city of teeth?"

Such a big city-state, Dangdang did not believe that Wenshan Shuhaige would not set up a store here, and she wanted to use their pigeons to send something.

"Yes, yes. Is the heroine going to buy a book? By the way, what happened in that cave?"

At this moment, there was a commotion at the entrance of the cave behind Xiang Dang, and Linghu, who had rushed in before, rushed out of the cave with tears streaming down his face and carrying a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy on his back. "Woooooh, my son is still alive, my son is still alive!!"

Dangdang kicked Sun Fule directly, "Don't ask so many questions, take me there first."

Looking at Linghu Jing who was bursting into tears over there, Sun Fule did not dare to disobey this violent heroine, and led her towards Yacheng Xishi.

Generally, as long as the city has a large scale, it is divided into east and west markets. The east market sells food, and the west market sells goods. Most of the shops that sell things are also there. Express it with something.

"Woman, what happened to the cave after you went in?" Sun Fule asked Dangdang nervously as he led the way.

Xiang Dangdang held "Xiangshu Magic Tong" in both hands and casually flipped through it, not bothering to pay attention to him at all.

Ning Shuning, who was following beside him, saw his curiosity and impatience, so she quickly told Sun Fule what happened in the cave.

When Sun Fule heard that the old Taoist had been chopped under the knife by Dangdang, he looked excitedly at Dangdang, his eyes filled with gratitude, and he bowed his hands to her repeatedly. "Thanks to the heroine for killing demons and demons for the people of Yacheng,"

Now that the crisis is gone, he doesn't have to leave his hometown and go to a place he hasn't been to.

Dangdang still ignored him, looking at the "Xiangshu Magic Tong" in his hand and muttering to himself. "I have to send a letter to Qi Diaodun, let's see how the Blood Howl Sect is doing now..."

Recalling the huge Xiangshu stone sculpture I saw in the cave before, Dang Dang always felt that it should be related to the only sect that believed in Xiangshu, especially after he killed their leader Yin Ziwen.

"By the way, that kid is dead, who is the leader of the Blood Howl Sect now??"

Just when Dangdang was still thinking about such a question in her mind, she was brought to a closed shop by Sun Fule and stopped.

On the plaque above were written five big characters in cursive script, Wenshan Shuhaige, and a small Qishisi was written in red pen at the bottom corner of the plaque.

"Women Xia, this is the bookstore, but they don't seem to be open today. Take a break and I'll call the door for you."

"Peng!" Dangdang kicked directly at the door panel, and the wooden door panel was kicked to pieces in an instant.

Just as Xiang Dang strode in, a young man with the appearance of a frail scholar was rushing towards the house with all kinds of books in his arms in panic.

However, when he saw the resounding face, he stopped immediately, and said with a little surprise in his eyes: "Taiwu?? Why are you here in Yacheng??"

"You know me?" Dangdang walked to the frail scholar.

"How can I not know Taiwu's name." The frail scholar said and put down the various books in his arms.

"Okay, don't talk about these useless things." After looking around the study, Xiang Dangdang walked to a set of four treasures of the study, quickly sharpened his ink and began to write.

After writing a pile of eloquently, he called the frail scholar over loudly.

It should be resounding on this paper. I told all the leaders about the "Xianshu Demon Tong" first, telling them to beware of these rational people who are possessed by demons, but then urged them to hurry up. All kinds of martial arts cheats were sent over.

"You copied everything I wrote, and sent it to all the fifteen sects... No, the Blood Howl Sect won't give it away."

Dangdang took out another piece of paper, and began to write a letter to Qi Diaodun who was in the Blood Roar Cult, asking him to pay attention to any abnormalities in the Blood Roar Cult, and to send it to Ji Feiyi as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)