The book continued last time, and only said that Chu Xunyu was carrying Luo Jing in the dungeon and planned to interrogate the ugly lamp slave, but unexpectedly caught him using the art of sacrifice to attract his companions to rob the prison. The tall and thin bald man dressed in a familiar lamp slave with a black cloak, but he did not wear a hat. This guy is generous and decisive in killing. He is an extremely ferocious martial artist, and this is the most troublesome thing.

When the bald man looked at Luo Jing in the house, he couldn't help but be surprised. After looking at him for a long time, he asked, "Who are you? Are you an enemy or a friend?"

This question made both Chu Xunyu and Luo Jing stunned. Luo Jing pointed his hand at the ugly lamp slave and asked, "What are you doing? Are you here to rob him?"

“So what?”

"Then we are the enemies."

"What if I come to kill him?"

"Then we might be friends."

The bald man laughed, carried his thumb back, pointed to the limbs on the copper shoulder pole and said, "This ugly friend in my prison has no hope. He is dead. I will come here to send him back and give him a happy ending."

"That's all?" Chu Xunyu said with a lot of laughter, "Is it necessary for you to come here in person?"

"Huh?" The bald man seemed to have noticed Chu Xunyu and asked curiously, "How can the mount speak?"

"You are the beast." Chu Xunyu was furious.

The bald head quickly explained: "I've been a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, someone rides a horse, someone rides a donkey, I've seen someone ride a monster, I thought there were still people riding a man, but you look a little familiar. I don't know where I've seen you. Have I beat you before?"

"No!" Chu Xun gritted his teeth and said, "This guy didn't know if it was really crazy or fake crazy, and he was sarcastic in his words and words, but he seemed to be right. Chu Xunyu really felt that his voice sounded a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Luo Jing raised his mouth and signaled to the prison: "Your friend is here, please feel free. We don't miss the river. How about it?"

The bald man seemed not to want to make trouble, so he made a gesture of inviting him and went to the prison to check on the ugly lamp slave. Luo Jing secretly pinched Chu Xunyu and signaled him to walk quickly with him on his back. Chu Xunyu hurried out. He knew Luo Jing's meaning. At this moment, enemies should be resolved rather than formed. When most of the efforts were restricted by the formation, Luo Jing tried to avoid conflicts with such a strong bald man. What's funny is that the bald man didn't seem to know that Luo Jing's cultivation was suppressed, so now he ran into the prison and whispered with the ugly lamp slave, making the final difference.

Chu Xunyu hurriedly left with Luo Jing on his back. The way he ran to the ground was full of corpses. Luo Jing looked unhappy. Unexpectedly, the bald man was so ruthless. The two ran outside the cave and saw that it was more lively than they thought. There were gongs and warnings everywhere. Many guards rushed over and greeted Luo Jing in a hurry. Luo Jing told them to close the door and beat the dogs and kill them on the spot. The prestige of the Ten Win Chair was extremely high. For a moment, many prison guards rushed over with knives and sticks, while Chu Xunyu took Luo Jing all the way back and forth with Luo Jing.

In the prison, the bald man bent down and said goodbye to the ugly lamp slave. The bald man bent his knees and supported the dying ugly lamp slave. He said sadly: "Brother Ugly, I didn't expect you to go first. I have been thanking you for studying and asking me for many years. My foolish brother has improved a lot of knowledge. When I part today, I don't know when I will meet again."

The ugly lamp slave has gone out of oil, and death is close at hand, and both eyes are blind, but he still tried hard to open his eyes and sighed intermittently at the bald head: "You and me... even if you die... the soul will not be reincarnated... or... if you die... if you die, just treat it... as a relief... if you are not empty-handed... like a walking corpse... there is a laborer brother... send me a ride..." After saying that, he raised his hand and picked out a sealed bamboo tube from his mouth, and held the bald head's hand tightly with saliva and blood: "Help me... help me send this letter to me... my... my family... let my wife... know... know for so many years... I am still alive... we... can't meet... dead... it's also a pity..."

"It will definitely be done." The bald man took the letter and put it in his arms, stood up, untied the rope tied to the shoulder pole with the broken limbs, placed it in the hands of the ugly lamp slave, and raised the shoulder pole with both hands.

The Chou Dengnu was lying on the ground and holding his left arm. The inverted triangle eyes were spinning. The Chou Dengnu suddenly used his last strength to pick up his left hand and put the inverted triangle eyes in front of his invisible eyes. He raised his head and cursed: "I wasted time... I wasted time. I wasted time. I wasted you. I wasted more than 500 years of living for me, but I was like a dead bone. I spit on you! I curse you! I look forward to the day when you are destroyed..."

The words aroused the anger of the black lamp. The inverted triangle eyes were glaring at the Chou Lantern slave. The meridians of the Chou Lantern slave burst out and screamed in pain. The bald head couldn't bear to look directly, closed his eyes, and his hands emitted shocking brute force. The copper shoulder pole directly smashed down and penetrated the Nascent Soul in the abdomen of the Chou Lantern slave. The Chou Lantern slave finally got free, and his hands were loosened weakly, and the inverted triangle eyes slowly closed on the remaining limbs...

The bald man pulled out the shoulder pole, bent down and killed the ugly lamp slave with gray eyes, and said to himself: "I have my body, hair, my parents, I can help you complete a whole body." After that, he took out the tincture oil and dispersed it, sighed, threw a fire note and turned around and left.

When the bald man came out of the cave, he found that the three layers inside and outside were surrounded by heavy layers. The sky was full of people from the Skeleton Valley, some flying, some holding swords and guns, and all had high or low cultivation levels. The bald man glanced at it and asked, "Are all the islands here?"

"Kneel down!" All the prison guards shouted in unison, with extraordinary momentum.

The bald man smiled ruthlessly: "There are more than 400 people here. You really underestimated me. None of the thousands of people had caught me at the beginning."

The bald man waved the shoulder pole and blew the wind onto the ground, and took apart the cloth strips wrapped around his hands. The tattoos engraved on the joints of his fingers were ancient runes, all of which emitted a light blue light. He looked like this and clasped his fists to glow blue in the darkness. A pair of iron fists exuded endless murderous intent. The bald man picked up the copper shoulder pole, leaned down, smiled, and whispered: "You'd better call a few more people to bury my friend with me." After that, he jumped up and instantly killed with these more than 400 people...

On the sea, Chu Xunyu and Luo Jing had already returned to the boat and were rowing with sails under four living puppets to leave the island. Suddenly, he heard the roar on the island. Chu Xunyu couldn't bear to look back at the fire everywhere on the island, and couldn't help but blame Luo Jing: "Senior, you are the Ten Win Chair of the Shigu. Even though you know that bald head is the most powerful master in the world, you still ask the prison guards to encircle him? Do you have the heart to watch your men and die?"

Luo Jing had gradually recovered some of his magic power as the distance went away. He floated up and drank hot tea at the stern of the boat, and asked, "Do you know why I let their jailer fly moths into the flames?"

"I know, it's to delay our retreat, but there is no need to let them die. Is it enough to let the prison guards protect us from evacuating?" Chu Xunyu was extremely upset. The doctor's kindness in his bones still couldn't bear it. Even the people from the Sigu themselves couldn't accept it. "As long as it can delay until your magic power is restored, it's enough?"

"What then?" Luo Jing asked indifferently, "If I delay until my mana is restored, I can compete with the dead bald man? Either he dies or I die? Haven't you ever thought about why we don't have mana and he can sway in?"

"This..." Chu Xunyu was also puzzled, "Why is this?"

"It means something big happened in the Sword Valley!" Luo Jing turned around and looked at the Sword Valley's nest in anger. "Damn it, this matter is getting more and more out of control. Now is not the time for me to compete with the bald man. I must return to Wanchuan Mountain quickly."

Chu Xunyu became even more puzzled: "How serious is the matter?"

Luo Jing's face was as deep as water: "The bald head swayed over and could only explain one problem, that is, one of our ten-win chairs has been killed!"
Chapter completed!