Underworld exchange group

Chapter 329

On the gate tower of the ghost gate, patrolling Li Chiwei with a gloomy face, the hostility exuding from his whole body made the little ghost as quiet as a cicada, "Go tell the ghost chacang Sanhai to catch that ghost bride, no matter who it is, dare to stop... kill her!" !"

The little ghost hastily agreed, turned around and left for Hangu.

I was shocked in my heart, I didn't expect to dispatch Lord Cang Sanhai, it has been many years, and I haven't dispatched Master Cang Sanhai for many years, this time the murderer is probably doomed.

Master Cang Sanhai is very murderous.

In the cold valley, a man in ancient costume kneels and sits in front of the waterfall. The waterfall at the far end amidst the misty black mist washes the Yin water of the underworld, and the pool under the waterfall is even darker and colder.

The man's face was full of solemnity, a Tang knife was stuck on the rock at the far end, he pressed his hands on his knees, and there was a cold light between his eyes.

The little ghost hurried over: "Master Cang, I have come to look for you under the order of Master Li, and the Lord ordered you to go to the mortal world to run an errand."

After finishing speaking, Cang Sanhai still closed his eyes and said nothing.

Cang Sanhai is no stranger to those who are familiar with the unofficial history of the Tang Dynasty. He is the number one swordsman in the Tang Dynasty.

He is a legend, a myth, and was called the sword saint by the Tang Dynasty martial arts at that time.

At the same time, he also has an identity, the retainer of the Tang prince Li Chiwei.

After Li Chiwei died, he became a spiritual official. Unexpectedly, Cang Sanhai still followed him, Li Chiwei became a parade, and Cang Sanhai became a ghost messenger.

And Cang Sanhai is definitely a different kind of ghost messenger.

He entered Taoism with martial arts, used martial arts to get rid of his nephew's shackles, and transcended life and death.It is said that when he was alive, his sword skills had already been reached. The sword is a sword, and I am me. The sword is not a sword, and I am not my realm. That is the realm of heaven and man.His saber has already reached the invisible realm, just like the huge waves on the sea, when the waves come, he can stop them with a single saber.

After a long time, Cang Sanhai opened his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

The kid told the whole story.

"Hahaha."

Cang Sanhai laughed out loud upon hearing this.

"Can kill again"

He jumped up, stepped on the dark and cold pool water, rushed to the bottom of the waterfall, and suddenly pulled out a Tang knife stuck in the rock of the waterfall.

"Bangdang."

Pulling out the long saber, Cang Sanhai waved it casually, and the several feet long Lian Dao's light slashed against the trend.The majestic momentum of this knife made the little ghost faintly breathless from a long distance away.Under the light of the knife, the tens of meters high waterfall was actually divided into two parts. The mighty waterfall was cut into two parts from the middle, as if blocked by a dam.

The waterfall under the gray fog was cut off abruptly!

"My God!"

The little ghost screamed out loud. This is a sword technique performed purely in martial arts, which does not contain any spells. He was dumbfounded when he watched the waterfall separate into two halves, and there was a long vacuum in the middle.

Cang Sanhai enters Taoism with a sword and builds a yin body with sword techniques. According to legend, he is invincible in the same realm!Challenges across realms are also common. Cang Sanhai had not crossed the catastrophe, and was only a second rank, and he had killed several third rank powerhouses.

"go!"

After Cang Sanhai left for a long time, a wave of blades flew out from the fault of the waterfall. The light of the blades shone like they could cut through the sky.

"Have you heard that Brother Sanhai is going to make a move?"

"What? Brother Sanhai wants to make a move!"

The ghost messengers all gathered around upon hearing the words, as if they had heard some explosive news.

"The last time I saw Brother Sanhai make a move was more than ten years ago. At the Underworld Discussion Meeting, he slashed a parade from the Nancheng Underworld with a single knife. He killed the parade as a ghost messenger, not to mention a single slash. It was really fun at that time."

"It's more than a pleasure!"

"Yeah, my blood boiled when I saw it."

"It's too embarrassing for our Beifu"

"At that time, the people in the first coffin in Nancheng were all stupid."

One of the ghost messengers with blue runes engraved on his face asked, "Who is the opponent?"

"The thing is like this, someone killed a little ghost sent to the mortal world by Mr. Xunyou."

Ouch!
A loud bang.

The tables and chairs were directly patted into powder by a huge palm. It was a huge bronze-colored hand, twice the size of a normal person, and veins appeared on it. "Whoever has eaten the guts of a leopard dares to touch people in our Beifu."

He stood up with a bang, his height was two meters away.

"Taibao, let's go and see..."

"go!"

In the Third People's Hospital of the Imperial Capital, Chongchong's trot drove into the parking lot. The security guard at the hospital saw that it was a young girl's car, so he quickly commanded him to help him park the car.

Two youthful young girls came down and walked into the emergency quickly.

Chongchong has an uncle who works in the hospital. He had called in the car just now, and the two went to find him. He heard about Chu Jianjia's condition and said that if his heart stopped suddenly, the situation would be very serious. He took them to order a medical examination form, and Chu Jianjia had to have a comprehensive examination.

But after a round of examinations, the doctor said that there was no problem at all, but Chongchong, including Chu Jianjia, was a little worried. The chief doctor said that it might be caused by fatigue and staying up late, and told Chu Jianjia not to stay up late anymore, and prescribed two more Chu Jianjia asked Chu Jianjia to hang up the bottle of glucose.

In the infusion room, Chu Jianjia was chatting with Chongchong while holding salt water in his left hand.

"It's really not the right time to be sick. I still want to make a bidding plan as soon as possible?"

"Oh, my eldest lady, you are like this. You can't earn enough money, and you only have one life. Be good, take care of your body, and then think about the company's affairs."

Chu Jianjia raised her cute little mouth.

"However, this time is a rare opportunity for our Jian Jia designer, and I must seize it."

"Hmm..." Chongchong swiped his phone: "I asked other designers, no, none of them received an invitation from Tianyi, none of the four-star ones, five-star ones, and there must be a master-level designer." Only the chief engineer is qualified, how did Tianyi find such an unremarkable small designer firm like ours, this is really a bit strange."

It's like, a big football club suddenly invites you to play professionally, and your opponent is at the level of Messi and Ronaldo.

"Jian Jia, did your father play a role in it?"

Chu Jianjia's little head couldn't figure out why: "Impossible, my mother said that I want to make a living on my own, and my father would definitely not dare to help, not to mention, my father does not have the strength to catch the antenna of Tianyi Real Estate." It's also strange, why did Tianyi Real Estate find him.

An extra person appeared out of nowhere in the infusion room. This person was wearing a Tang suit with an indifferent face. He was the ghost of Hangu, and his eyes fell on Chu Jianjia. He could clearly see the body hanging on Chu Jianjia's chest The jade pendant she wore gave off a clean white light, which was surprisingly powerful.

"The protective jade pendant that can't even be broken during the practice period, this little girl, someone is protecting her."

"It seems that the kid's death is indeed related to this ghost bride."

Cang Sanhai's eyes became colder and colder, and he stretched out his hand slowly, the jade pendant on Chu Jianjia's chest suddenly shone brightly, if it was a ghost cultivator of the successful Dharma period, he would be blown away on the spot, but this level is not enough It will have a little impact on Cang Sanhai.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Chu Jianjia's Yin body.

I have to forcibly pull it out.

Suddenly a voice came: "She is still alive, if you take her soul directly, wouldn't that be the same as killing her? Killing a mortal by a ghost is an extra crime. Aren't you afraid of the laws of the underworld?"

Cang Sanhai looked over and saw a young man in a suit.

Of course it was Zhang Fan who came, and he expected that Li Chiwei would not let it go.

Cang Sanhai asked: "Who are you? How dare you meddle in my business?"

business?

Zhang Fan said flatly: "I am the first coffin of the eighth-rank parade Zhang Fan, do you think I am qualified to take care of your affairs?"

Not only was Cang Sanhai not frightened, but he laughed instead: "So it's the kid from Nancheng."

"Hahaha"

There was a burst of laughter, and several ghost messengers under Li Chimei rushed to watch the show.

"Fortunately we caught up."

"I didn't expect Brother Sanhai's opponent to be from Nancheng Difu."

The piercing laughter made Zhang Fan frown involuntarily.

"The first coffin is really unlucky, it keeps bumping into Brother Sanhai's knife."

"Nancheng is getting worse and worse. The parade is only at the early stage of the two ghosts. With this kind of strength, how dare you act wild in our Luofu?"

Zhang Fan looked at the group of ghost messengers in Luofu with an unchanged expression, and asked indifferently: "Plundering the soul, you all participated in this matter?"

"So what?"

"Yes, they all have to die!"

(End of this chapter)