Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 892
Li Changsheng came behind Mr. Wang with a writing brush in his hand.

I saw him refresh his luck, and with one stroke, he kept drawing symbols behind the old man.

All the people present had their eyes widened and held their breath, not daring to pant loudly for fear of disturbing the old man.

Wang Haojun, who was supporting the old man, also felt that his hands and feet seemed to be a little cold at this moment, and his whole body was trembling.

The writing brush was dipped in cinnabar ink, and landed on the old man's back, in one go, with a burst of vigor, as if from the palm of Li Changsheng's hand, along the writing brush, and into the old man's body.

In less than a moment, Mr. Wang, who was in a coma, suddenly trembled all over.

"This……"

Wang Haojun was taken aback, and quickly grabbed the old man's arm with both hands.

Mr. Wang's whole body trembled as if he was being shocked by an electric shock. His face twitched slightly, as if he felt severe pain. On his forehead, bead-sized beads of sweat began to emerge.

"Steady him."

Li Changsheng said coldly, ignoring Wang Haojun's surprised expression.

As he drew the spell, he recited the spell in his mouth, and suddenly stopped the tip of the brush, as if the formula seemed to be in the air, with a few strokes, he shouted: "Forgiveness..."

In the dark, there seemed to be a magic seal, which instantly submerged into Mr. Wang's body.

I only heard Mr. Wang's "wow", and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out, spilling all over the bed.

Everyone present was startled.

"what happened?"

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they rushed in.

"This... this demon way...does it mean to persecute the old man?"

Lao Lin let out a loud shout, his face changed drastically, and he glared at Li Changsheng.

"Master Li...you..."

Wang Haojun was obviously also taken aback.

His old father suddenly vomited such a big mouthful of blood, anyone would be shocked.

Li Changsheng smiled coldly, pointed to the blood that Old Master Wang had vomited, and said, "Look carefully."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and quickly looked at the blood on the bed and on the ground.

All I saw was the blood vomited out by Mr. Wang, which was terribly black, purple-black and purple-black, and looked very viscous, like freshly fished gutter oil, extremely disgusting.

In the air, there is still a rotten stench, which is not like the smell of blood at all, and it is a bit pungent.

"This is……"

Lao Lin was stunned for a moment, as if it was beyond his imagination.

Old Qiu frowned, looked at Li Changsheng, and said, "Master Li, this...how did this happen?"

Li Changsheng said in a cold voice: "Old man's body has accumulated blood congestion, which has already blocked the blood vessels. Now... I use magic to force out the black blood accumulated in the old man's body..."

"This……"

After hearing these words, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Impossible...it's impossible..." Lao Lin yelled, and said questioningly: "The old man is so good, how could he be congested? Let me tell you...you are a Taoist priest, pretending to be a ghost, trying to fool us..."

"That's right! It's impossible... If someone really harmed the old man with sorcery, with so many of us, wouldn't we be able to see it?"

"Why didn't we see it, but let you see it?"

"Mr. Wang, if you want me to say... Hurry up and send the old man to the hospital to check, and make sure nothing happens..."

The crowd seemed to explode, and suddenly, many people expressed their opinions.

Yang Dong, Qiu Lao and Dao Zi were also stunned, as if they didn't know whether to believe in Li Changsheng or everyone's words.

They have seen Li Changsheng's abilities before, but... they don't really believe that Mr. Wang was persecuted by magic...

"Catch this monster...in case something happens to the old man...you can't let him run away..."

Lao Lin shouted sharply, took a step forward, and came towards Li Changsheng.

He has a strong figure, with one hand sticking out, thick and plump, with strong strength, it seemed to be natural, and he immediately grabbed Li Changsheng's wrist.

Li Changsheng sneered and shook his arm lightly.

The powerful force seemed to go down the arm and hit Lao Lin's hand at once.

I saw Lao Lin's whole body trembling, as if being shocked by an electric shock, he suddenly let go of Li Changsheng's wrist, staggered, and was shocked back a few steps.

The people behind were all taken aback, and rushed to support Lao Lin.

Lao Lin narrowed his eyebrows slightly, and said fiercely: "I can't tell, this Taoist priest has some abilities, no wonder he dares to be so bold..."

"Let's go together, catch him..."

Among the crowd, there was a sudden call.

All of a sudden, several people attacked at the same time, heading straight for Li Changsheng.

The scene was suddenly a little chaotic, after all, everything happened in an instant, and it was too late for people to recover.

Li Changsheng didn't change his face, he held the writing brush for the old man to draw symbols in one hand, and suddenly waved the other hand.

The few people had just arrived in front of them, before they could make a move, they only felt a wave of air coming towards them, with a turbulent momentum.

"break"

One person shouted loudly and punched out with full force.

Like a tiger descending a mountain, the surrounding air was shaken, and the energy broke through layers of air waves, which were about to hit Li Changsheng's face.

Li Changsheng leaned back, the man's fist was only a few inches away, but it missed.

Seeing this, the man was taken aback, and looked straight at Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng smiled coldly, grabbed it with one hand, and with a "click", only a scream came out, and the man's wrist was broken by Li Changsheng.

In the crowd, Yang Dong, Qiu Lao and Dao Zi yelled "Aiya", and quickly covered their eyes, not daring to look.

What a joke, the three of them have experienced Li Changsheng's ability to beat people tonight.

It's better than beating someone. The Taoist priest in front of him is definitely more professional than a boxer. Didn't you see that the three of you, Mr. Qiu, have bruised noses and swollen faces?

Sure enough, with a "pop", the man was thrown out by Li Changsheng.

The rest of the people, as soon as they approached, saw a black shadow flash in front of them, as if several hands were hitting them at the same time, and they were all startled.

Before they could recover, they were thrown out like chickens one by one, and they were thrown to pieces, turned on their backs, and screamed again and again.

The others who didn't do anything were startled when they saw this scene, and gasped.

All of this came and went quickly, and in just a dozen seconds, the few people who clamored to catch Li Changsheng just now, at this moment, can't wait to cover their mouths quickly and breathe the best. Don't make any sound.

"Stop fighting...don't fight..."

Qiu Lao shouted.

At this moment, the knife next to him seemed to see something, his eyes widened, and he shouted: "Wake up... wake up... the old man woke up..."

(End of this chapter)