On a road near Wucheng Cemetery, there are quiet around it, with no pedestrians or vehicles.

The road is very quiet, and even several street lights are no longer on, making the surrounding environment even darker.

It's easy to say if you drive by this remote section of road, but if you ride a bike or walk by, timid people may not be able to help but speed up.

At this moment, an old man with all his hair gray appeared from somewhere, like a ghost, blocking his body in front of the car.

The crutches in his hand were a bit like bamboo sticks, but they were dark black all over. The shape of the handle was also a bit strange, forming a curve like a waning moon.

The crutch beat the front cover of the car rhythmically, and with its knocking, the heartbeat of the two demons in the car was half a beat!

When did this old thing appear?

They didn't notice anything while sitting in the car talking!

The breeze blew, shaving the old man's silver threads.

He is the tombkeeper of the Wucheng Cemetery and the tombs in the Wucheng Cemetery, and is a mute.

But before retirement, he was also a night watchman, and according to Ji Deken, the old man had been his subordinate for several years.

"Dong...dong...dong..." The crutch hit.

Then, when the next tap, the old man's movements were no different from before. He seemed to have not knocked hard, and even when the crutch touched the front hood of the car, the sound was no different from before. However, in the next moment...

The car broke into two!

The two demons in the car had only one idea at this moment: run!

This old thing looks halfway through the body. He is already a little skinny and has a lot of age spots on his body. However, the strength he shows is enough to make them afraid!

They were just here to chase people, not to die. One of them was not paying attention to chasing Wucheng, and they were hesitating whether to run away quickly.

This city is so weird!

But when they wanted to escape, they found that they could not move all over their bodies!

Yes, the flexible body on weekdays feels difficult even if you move your little finger!

【domain】!

This old thing that looks like it will be burping at any time is actually above the sixth level!

How is that possible!

Is the city of Wucheng really so evil? Is it so crouching tiger, hidden dragon?

Will you still have to jump above the seventh level in the future?

The mute old man walked forward slowly with a cane.

The car was divided into two halves, and an aisle was empty in the middle. He walked slowly on this aisle, staggeringly.

When I get older, my legs and feet are not very flexible sometimes.

The two demons who could not move watched the old man walk towards them.

When passing by them, the old man did not stop. He seemed to be walking forward normally, but a silver light flashed in front of the two demons!

Two huge silver sword lights appeared out of thin air and were beheaded directly!

They didn't even see the old man's movements!

The real speed is invisible.

The mute old man continued to walk forward with a cane, his steps were still staggering. His right hand held the handle of the cane, like a long sword.

The crutch now is the sharpest sword in Wucheng once.

The mute old man is best at drawing swordsmanship.

As he walked, his mouth made a vague sound.

He couldn't speak, he could only make vague sounds, very rhythmic, as if he was reciting a poem.

He was actually reciting poetry, as if he was recalling his youth. At that time, he was still the most troublesome subordinate that Ji Deken had.

A crutch like a bamboo stick supported the ground, and he hummed rhythmically, chanting poems that only he could understand.

He was actually thinking:

[Who is afraid that bamboo sticks and straw shoes are lighter than horses?

A raincoat is a raincoat and a raincoat for life.]

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Before I knew it, this life was really almost over.

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Wucheng, answer bar.

Lu Yibai frowned slightly, and then he quickly relaxed.

He had just sensed the demonic energy near Wucheng Cemetery, but soon, he sensed an extremely sharp power of the night watchman, and these two demonic energy disappeared in an instant.

He felt very strange to this power of the night watchman.

It is too sharp, like a sword that moves forward.

Zhu Er is also a sword practitioner. His strength is also sharp, but there is still a gap compared to it.

In Zhu Er's words, that is: "I have only a little bit of a gap between me and the real strong man!"

Of course, he will always have this gap...

This force appeared near Wucheng Cemetery, and Lu Yibai could naturally guess that it was an old man guarding the tomb in the cemetery.

It's really amazing that he's already gray-haired, but he still has such sword intent.

At that moment, even the little Taoist priest's peach wood sword couldn't help but be slightly shocked, as if he had the intention of fighting and wanted to compete with him.

The little Taoist priest Taixu, who was completely unaware of it, looked at Lu Yibai with anger and said, "Senior Lu, can you tell me next time you want to use the sword? I was shocked just now..."

Lu Yibai: "..."

Damn, you don’t feel anything about your own spiritual sense, okay? Your peach wood sword is shaking like a stick, what does it matter to me?

You can't say that I've greened you a few times, but you just think that it's me who's green you every time, right?

Boss Lu felt a little unhappy and was about to punish him not to drink ice cola tomorrow.

He stood up, glanced at the man who was still in a coma, and said, "Why haven't you woken up yet? Taixu, Shanshan, are you two too much attacks?"

Taixu, Han Shanshan: "???"

What does it have to do with us? It is obviously the sword and sword that moves by themselves.

Lu Yibai walked over and tried to nourish the man's injured body with the green vitality in his body. During the healing process, he found that the man's injuries were not particularly serious, and the main injuries were the pair of ugly wings.

However, his vitality is consumed very seriously. In simple terms, it is life-spanning!

Because of the blood exchange, his life is probably not too long.

After all, although it is a semi-spirited body, it must be a heavy burden to suddenly bear the pressure brought by the blood of the demon.

This loss cannot be compensated even if Lu Yibai is not allowed.

Now they are like ordinary people who are suddenly forced to become half-demons. When they were young, they had to pay the price of their lives against the will of heaven. Lu Yibai really couldn't do this. After Ji Qiuli died, no one in the world could do this.

"It's a sin, Zhao Mingming!" Lu Yibai said softly.

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Chapter completed!