"Grandma, you accept your fate, this is your fate!"

Jiang Yuxian laughed.

"Damn it!"

The ghost grandma was so angry that she cursed and said with reluctance: "I am so blind. I actually believe you are such a bastard!"

Jiang Yuxian sneered at this and sneered coldly: "Don't worry, as long as I can be with Su Su, I will help you take good care of her!"

"Hmph! Do you think that killing me can blame Zhang Yi?

Susu won’t believe you!”

The ghost mother-in-law snorted coldly.

"Who do you think has excellent kendo attainments in the world?"

Jiang Yuxian asked instead.

"What do you mean?"

The ghost mother-in-law was a little confused.

"Brother Jiang, why do you need to talk nonsense to her? Just kill me directly."

Yan Chilong sneered.

"If you want to kill me, you are not qualified yet!"

The ghost mother-in-law roared, and she raised her snake-headed crutch and rushed towards Yan Chilong.

Even though she was injured, she still moved as fast as lightning.

After all, Yan Chilong was not an ordinary person. He flashed to the side, then raised two fingers and pointed at the ghost mother-in-law.

Buzz — Suddenly, a wave came from his body, and countless sword energy suddenly took shape.

These sword energy formed a rush of overwhelming momentum and swept upwards.

The ghost grandma raised her snake-headed crutch again, trying to block the sword energy that burst out.

At this moment, Jiang Yuxian's figure flashed and he came to the ghost mother-in-law in an instant.

The moment when the ghost grandma defended against the sword energy in front of her, Jiang Yuxian held the dagger and stabbed the ghost grandma's heart hard.

The ghost mother-in-law stared at the top of her eyes, and her body fell down straight, leaving no rest.

Yan Chilong's sword energy was retracted and he stood with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Yuxian was very satisfied with looking at his masterpiece.

Yan Chilong clapped his hands and applauded: "Young Master Jiang, we cooperated well!"

“It’s very good.”

Jiang Yuxian smiled gently and said, "To be honest, if we face this old witch head-on, it is not certain who will lose and who will win!"

"Well, you're saying it makes sense."

Yan Chilong nodded in agreement and said, "This old witch has lived for more than a hundred years and has extremely profound skills. If you want to kill her, you can only use some tricks."

"The next thing depends on you."

Jiang Yuxian said.

"no problem!"

Yan Chilong raised two fingers again, and with a few sounds of silence, several sword energy hit the body of the ghost grandma, leaving shocking sword marks.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yuxian felt quite satisfied.

"nailed it!"

Yan Chilong put away his sword energy.

With these sword marks on the corpse, Miao Susu would definitely believe that this was done by Zhang Yi.

In the world, only a few people have achieved this kind of swordsmanship.

As long as Jiang Yuxian is rude, it is easy to make Miao Susu believe that this is done by Zhang Yi.

I have to say that this plan is extremely perfect.

Yan Chilong glanced at Jiang Yuxian indifferently and smiled and said, "Young Master Jiang, I have helped you kill the ghost grandma. I hope you can abide by our agreement."

"Don't worry, I will help you find a way to seize Zhang Yi's peerless magic weapon!"

Jiang Yuxian nodded.

"I hope you can say it and do it, otherwise, hum--" Yan Chilong snorted twice, and he walked away from here--"Shasha---" At this moment, a strange sound rang out.

.

Yan Chilong suddenly stopped and shouted: "Who is it?"

Jiang Yuxian's eyes became alert.

Immediately afterwards, their eyes looked in the direction of the sound.

The night is stained with ink, and in the thick night, there seems to be a figure on the bare tree trunks.

A few dead leaves that were trembling were swaying, and the cold wind swept the dead leaves and moved forward. The figure seemed to move.

Jiang Yuxian and Yan Chilong looked at each other, and a trace of solemnity flashed through their eyes.

As the saying goes, wealth and honor are in danger.

But because they were guilty of being a thief, they dared not come forward to check it out.

A gust of cold wind swept over, pushing away the many confusions in front of you, and the figure also came into your eyes.

On the bare trunk, an old man in gray robe sat on the bare tree.

The old man with gray hair had gray temples, holding a wine gourd in one hand and taking photos of them with a cell phone in the other.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yuxian felt a little sad.

Damn it! The scene where they killed the ghost mother-in-law just now wouldn't be photographed by this old man, right?

If the photos are circulated, wouldn’t their previous efforts be wasted?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuxian suddenly took two steps and kicked his right foot on a stone.

Wow—The stone whistled out like a bullet and shot towards the old man on the trunk.

"Oh my god, you little baby is really cruel!"

The old man in gray robe was so scared that his chrysanthemum tightened, and his figure flashed, and he jumped off the tree trunk in an instant.

Boom! The stone burst into the trunk, and the terrifying destructive force smashed the trunk.

The old man in gray robe looked back and felt a little scared.

If he still stayed on the trunk, he would definitely be hit by the stone. The terrifying destructive power could blow him into flesh paste.

Yan Chilong raised two fingers together, and there was only a buzzing sound, and a trace of sword energy was instantly swept around his body.

He shouted in a deep voice: "Old man, who are you?"

Jiang Yuxian stared at the cell phone in the hand of the old man in the gray robe.

The only thing he was worried about was that cell phone captured their crime scene.

Once the photos are circulated, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The old man in gray robe ignored them at all. He looked at the phone in his hand and sighed slightly: "What a broken phone?

The photos taken are too unclear, right?”

The voice was dissatisfied, but more disappointed.

His mobile phone is a Nokia elderly machine that has been discontinued for many years. There is too much thick fog in front of him, and the pixels of the photo taken are not very clear, so the photos I just took are blurry.

Seeing that the old man ignored him, Yan Chilong immediately roared: "I scolded the next door, are you talking to you?

Are you scared of the wind in your ears?”

"Oh, why are you little baby talking all over?"

The old man in gray robe put away his cell phone and stared at him dissatisfiedly.

"You--" Yan Chilong was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

"I don't care who you are, hand me over the phone."

Jiang Yuxian stared at him coldly.

"Damn! This is my phone, why should I give it to you?"

The old man in gray robe cursed in anger.

"You really don't want to hand over?"

"No handover!"
To be continued...