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Chapter 271 Follow Yu Qingyang to catch ghosts
'hiss! '

The practitioner surnamed Qian gasped, his eyes were full of surprise, and he said, "There are so many elves who have comprehended more than three animal skills?"

The practitioner surnamed Wang nodded and said: "Of course, this is only the group of people in the elf tavern, there are also those who don't go to the elf tavern often, and those who don't want to reveal that their elves have several animal skills, there are too many .”

Speaking of this, the practitioner surnamed Wang said again: "And in the past month, there have been many big figures on the outskirts of Jiuchong Mountain upgrading their elves. I happened to pass by that day and saw the Seventh and Ninth Elders of Jianmen with Their wisps level up."

The practitioner surnamed Qian wondered: "I remember that the head of Jianmen took the elders back to the imperial capital to attend the state banquet some time ago?"

The practitioner surnamed Wang shook his head and said, "Not all of them went back. The Seventh Elder and the Ninth Elder were left behind. In my opinion, Jianmen should also be interested in the few books rewarded by the competition, and wants to take one back to study."

The cultivator surnamed Qian nodded, deeply agreeing. After all, the books in the Miracle Bookstore have brought too many miraculous things to everyone, so it will naturally attract everyone's curiosity. Now the Miracle Bookstore uses the books in the bookstore as the competition The reward undoubtedly stimulated everyone's attention and enthusiasm for the game.

"Why has it been so long and the food hasn't been served yet?" the practitioner surnamed Wang couldn't help shouting when he found that the mang beef and wine they had ordered after chatting for so long hadn't moved at all.

"Guest officer, wait a moment, I'll go to the back kitchen right away to have a look." The shopkeeper quickly apologized when he heard this, and then went to the back kitchen.

At this time, a figure from the back kitchen came out, and the waiter came out with a plate.

"What are you doing, such ink stains, why don't you quickly serve them to the customers!" The shopkeeper stared at the waiter and scolded angrily.

The shop waiter lowered his head slightly, walked towards the two of them without saying a word.

"Guest officer, please use up the mang beef and spirit breath wine you want." The waiter took out the plate of mang beef and spirit breath wine and said.

"Okay, you go down." The practitioner surnamed Wang has a good temper, and he didn't make things difficult for the waiter when he saw the things being served.

The shop waiter nodded slightly, and didn't move too far away. He took three steps back and just hid in a dark corner at the corner of the chair, watching the two quietly.

"Huh! The mang beef tastes a bit different today!" said the practitioner surnamed Qian, who put a piece of mang beef in his mouth and chewed it.

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, the practitioner surnamed Wang asked, "What's the difference?"

"Wait!" The practitioner surnamed Qian suddenly stretched out his hand to stop the practitioner surnamed Wang from picking up the mang beef, and he spit out the mang beef in his mouth.

A lump of blood dripping meat kept wriggling on the table, and there were many unknown reptiles crawling around on it.

"vomit……"

The practitioner surnamed Qian felt nauseated on the spot, spat out a mouthful of sour water, and his entire face twisted instantly.

"What's going on here!" The practitioner surnamed Wang stood up in surprise, looking at all this, a little dazed.

Their movements attracted the attention of other guests in the tavern, and they all turned their eyes to this side.

"what!"

Suddenly, the practitioner surnamed Qian let out a scream, and then everyone saw that his eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs began to congeal, as if full of fear.

"Pfft~"

With a sound, the practitioner surnamed Qian was directly disembowelled, and a hot heart fell out.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, the guests in the tavern stood up one after another, frowning tightly, their faces were shocked, and their spiritual power began to swim, guarding their surroundings.

"Everyone, be careful, it must have been done by that foreign object." A practitioner in the tavern who had reached the realm of the Spiritual Venerable said in a deep voice when he saw this scene.

In the past few days, such bizarre deaths have occurred every day. Almost every death has the heart of the deceased being hollowed out, exactly like this practitioner surnamed Qian.

'da~'

'da~'

Suddenly, the waiter who had been standing in a dark corner walked slowly towards the practitioner surnamed Qian, and instantly caught everyone's attention.

"Abin, what are you doing, come back quickly!" The shopkeeper shouted in horror.

But Abin ignored him, and slowly came to the side of the practitioner surnamed Qian and squatted down. At this time, the practitioner surnamed Qian had no vitality, lying limply on the ground, beside him, a heart that was still beating Lie there quietly.

**** picked up the heart and swallowed it alive.

"Damn it!" By now, everyone still couldn't see that they were fools, and suddenly everyone spurred their spiritual power to hit Abin.

"boom!"

A huge explosion resounded all around, and the powerful spiritual power directly lifted the roof of the tavern, and the defensive formations laid down couldn't bear it. Hearing everyone's strength, the entire tavern was completely wiped out by the spiritual power. .

The dust and smoke dissipated, and everyone looked in the direction of Abin, only to find that there was only a piece of twisted human skin left on the ground!

"Hi~"

This time, the faces of the surrounding guests showed fear. They were born in a fantasy world. They have killed too many people in their hands. Logically speaking, they should be considered cold-blooded and ruthless. The dead will not matter to them. What psychological fluctuations.

However, no one has ever dared to think of peeling off the human skin like this.

It's too scary!
The scene fell into a moment of silence.

a long time.

"Is that foreign object dead?" a practitioner asked.

"Should he be dead?" The other replied with certainty and uncertainty.

"Whoo~"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blows.

The complexion of the former spiritual master changed, and the spirit sword in his hand appeared out of thin air. With the infusion of spiritual power, the light of the sword soared three feet, and he stabbed at the right side.

"Boom~"

The powerful spiritual power directly pierced through the dilapidated houses, and ditches were opened on the ground for a length of one foot.

"Everyone, be careful, it's still there!" The great Lingzun said in a deep voice, holding the spirit sword in his hand.

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, and they took out their spiritual weapons one after another, swimming with spiritual power all over their bodies, looking around with tense expressions.

There was a lot of movement here, but no one came here to check, and even some passing practitioners saw this scene and stepped back one after another, apparently aware of what happened here.

The faces of the practitioners in the tavern were heavy, and they didn't dare to leave, for fear of being remembered by the foreign object, so they could only stand deadlocked in place.

"Quick, quick, right here." Suddenly, there was a hurried voice in the silent night, and everyone looked up, and found a man and a woman in strange clothes running towards them.

The two hold a long wooden sword in each hand, the man holds a mirror in the other hand, and the woman holds a circular compass in the other hand.

The clothes he was wearing were also very weird, and his body was covered with white paper, which was covered with incomprehensible things.

"Why does it seem to be the shopkeeper and the sage?"

(End of this chapter)