A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

　　 Those realistic woodmen were still hanging on the beams of the house during the day, but when Muyu came at night, these woodmen were all missing!

　　 An inexplicable cold suddenly came from the room, as if the temperature had suddenly dropped to minus zero, and the ground underneath began to frost.

Since Muyu came here, he felt something was wrong with the whole yard. There was a strong breath not weaker than him staring at him. When he walked into this room, that breath became more and more obvious And seems to be close to him!

　　 is right behind him!

　　 "Oh!"

　　 Muyu's fractal sword stabs violently towards the back. The fractal sword seems to penetrate into a person's body, making a strange muffled noise.

　　 He turned his head to look, but he greeted the old face of Grandpa Zhao, and his shadow sword had penetrated into Grandpa Zhao's chest!

　　 Muyu was surprised, and quickly withdrew the sword, the whole person had flashed towards the door. However, the door slammed shut automatically!

　　 The fierce Jianqi came out in a crisscross pattern, splitting on the door.

It stands to reason that his sword energy is very arrogant, this ordinary door can't stop him at all, and it will be rolled into powder without touching it, but the darkness suddenly comes over with a more savage atmosphere, turning Muyu's sword Exhausted now!

　　 Muyu was blocked by an ordinary door!

　　 He turned around and looked at Grandpa Zhao, who suddenly appeared behind him, very puzzled. When Grandpa Zhao attacked him, it was obviously slow like a turtle, but why did he suddenly run behind him?

　　Grandpa Zhao was wearing a shroud, and a blood hole was pierced in the chest, but no blood bleed out, and even the brows were not wrinkled. He still raised the file and walked towards Muyu.

　　 "I want to see what is making trouble!"

Muyu's hands turned into a line pattern. The bright lines scattered around him and flew all around. The light was shining, but the light from the lines was severely restricted around the wood feathers. Like the light, the whole room is still very dark.

　　 "Hide the head and hide the tail, don't you dare to come out?" Mu Yu sneered.

　　 No one answered him, only Grandpa Zhao came slowly and held a stupid file to kill him.

　　 Muyu frowned, except that Grandpa Zhao acted like a mortal, but his body was very weird, and nothing was wrong with being stabbed by Muyu. It's like a corpse being manipulated, with no pain, only a mechanical execution command.

　　But letting a mortal with a file in hand to kill Muyu in distraction period is a bit ridiculous!

　　 Muyu knew that Grandpa Zhao was not saved, but since the other party could not pose a threat to his life, he did not intend to destroy the body of Grandpa Zhao. Grandpa Zhao in front of him was just a puppet under control.

　　 The room was getting colder and colder, and the cold air even invaded the wooden feather protected by spiritual power, making him very uncomfortable.

　　 He had to find the mysterious guy hiding in the dark as soon as possible.

　　 "Yin, what are you doing in front of me!"

Mu Lingjian appeared beside Mu Yu, and instantly turned into a big tree in the sky. The branches firmly bounded Mrs. Zhao, and the remaining leaves began to emit a stronger death air, suddenly towards the room. The air shone away.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 It seems like the tide is dissipating, and those strange yin qi are defeated in the face of the purest dead energy. Mu Ling's branches are too strong, and he specifically restrains Yin and Xie plants. All the yin qi is swallowed by Mu Ling, and the entire dark room is instantly lit by the patterns of Mu Yu.

　　 The branches disappeared, leaving only one branch **** with Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Zhao struggled constantly, and the yin qi on him began to be sucked away by Mu Ling.

　　 Then Mrs. Zhao's movements gradually weakened, and he stopped struggling, the fierce light in his eyes disappeared, his head was pulled down, and his chest gradually stopped undulating, and there was no more movement.

　　 There was nothing in the room, or there was only one bed, but the wooden people on the beams were missing. The breath that made Mu Yu feel dangerous had disappeared.

　　 Muyu put Grandpa Zhao's body on the bed and walked towards the door.

"boom!"

　　 Muyu kicked the door open and walked into the yard. The pattern under his feet had already enveloped the entire yard for a moment, illuminating every corner of the yard.

　　 The strange appearance of the whole yard has disappeared, and it seems very quiet.

　　 "What the **** is this? It's so weird?" Mu Yu thought for a while, and walked towards the shop in front of Chen Erzhuang.

　　 However, the whole store is normal, except for the gloomy, it is no different from the daytime.

　　——

　　 The white moonlight shines on the top of the mountain, so that the plants on the mountain are covered with a layer of silver frost. The five figures walked hurriedly on the mountain path, walked through the fields and finally stopped in front of a new grave.

　　 These five people are awesome Chen Erzhuang and his four friends!

　　 And this grave is the dead of the five of them who had just personally hosted the funeral. No one expected that the five of them would come back here again in the middle of the night.

　　 All four guys had shovel in their hands. They started to shovel the soil without saying a word, but within a quarter of an hour, the coffin buried during the day had appeared in front of them.

　　If anyone is here, they will be shocked to find that there is a slow sound in the coffin

Breathing sounds, as if the people buried inside are still alive!

　　The four guys jumped down and lifted the coffin out.

　　Chen Erzhuang's face was very pale under the moonlight. He walked over and opened the coffin briskly. Inside the coffin was an old woman with an orange peel.

　　The old lady is a pure dead man, wearing a brand-new shroud, no chest ups and downs, and the breath is not from her body.

　　Chen Erzhuang groped inside the coffin, as if he had touched something, and then clicked, and suddenly the bottom of the coffin began to flip up, turning the old woman to the bottom, but on the back, a person exactly like the old woman came out!

　　 This person's eyes are open, but his eyes are still in the form of wood.

　　 It's just that the wooden man's chest undulates unceasingly at the moment, and there are vague signs of life!

　　Chen Erzhuang actually made hands and feet for the coffin, made a secret grid, and hidden the old wooden man behind the real dead man!

　　Chen Erzhuang took a pen out of his bag and dipped it in the red paint that colored the wooden man.

　　 He randomly pointed the pen on the wooden man's two eyes, red paint dripped in the wooden man's eyes, but did not make the wooden man's eyes red, but turned into black normal eyes!

　　 A yin blasted from the wooden man's eyes, spreading all over it instantly, and then the wooden man suddenly twitched slightly, and became the same as the old lady just now, and still alive!

　　The old wooden man slowly sat up from the bottom of the coffin, his eyes still a little confused, as if he didn't know where he was.

　　Chen Erzhuang numbly said: "Go home and greet your descendants."

　　 The old wooden woman suddenly had dark eyes, she nodded, crawled out of the coffin, and slowly went down the mountain under the moonlight.

　　 And the four men of Chen Erzhuang had already refilled the tomb and rebuilt it into a new grave. The only strange thing is that instead of burying the coffin, they lifted it and followed Chen Erzhuang.

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　　 Old Xu head sitting on his bed, he obeyed Mu Yu's words, and still dare not get out of bed. The words of Xiaoshuai scared him just now, he didn't want to die.

　　 "Did Master Muyu not lift my curse yet?" Lao Xu thought with a trembling head, and suddenly regretted telling Muyu the words.

　　 But he remembered that Muyu was very polite to him at a young age. He also cured his rheumatism and shortness of breath for many years, and felt that Muyu should not harm him.

　　He coughed twice, and he became a smoker again.

　　 Hesitated for a while, or got out of bed and walked towards the hall. His house was small, and there was no door at all in the hall or room, just a broken curtain.

　　He found his dry smoke in the corner of the hall. He took out the tumbler from his pocket and took a breath, and the tumbler emitted a yellow flame. He ignited the dry smoke and took a hard breath.

　　 "Although Master Muyu said no more smoking, but if Lord Yan really wants to take me away, I have to make myself not so sad." Old Xu head slowly sat back on the chair and breathed out a smoke.

　　 The white smoke drifted in the darkness and disappeared.

　　 There was still a white halo around his neck, and the aura given to him by Xiaoshuai had not yet dispersed. He touched his neck curiously, but the white halo seemed to be absent and could not be touched at all.

　　 "The little mouse of the fairy family is powerful, oh, my rhubarb is half smart." Then I thought about how this circle is like the collar he gave to the rhubarb. But he didn't care, and it was good to be able to save his life.

　　 Old Xu head took another sip of dry smoke, wishing that the young Master Muyu had saved his life, then they were all happy.

　　 The crop pests in the field have been removed by Master Muyu, and his own rheumatism has been cured. I feel that nothing in the world is better than this.

　　Lao Xutou's idea is very simple, he is usually a person who is easy to meet~www.wuxiaspot.com~Wang Wangwang! "

　　 The big yellow dog in the yard suddenly barked, and it was quite fierce. Old Xu head remembered his only screaming rhubarb, but couldn't help but envy the little mouse who could only speak.

　　He lived alone for so many years, only rhubarb accompanied him, but unfortunately rhubarb couldn't speak, if rhubarb could speak like a mouse, it would help him to relieve boredom.

　　 "Rhubarb, don't scream!" Lao Xu said out loud.

　　 But the barking dog's barking didn't stop, and at that time a familiar footstep sounded outside the door.

　　 "Huh? Master Muyu, are you back?" Lao Xutou quickly knocked off the dry smoke, and then blew the smoke in the room, because Muyu told him not to smoke.

　　 He ran over and wanted to open the door, but the door was pushed in from the outside.

　　 Old Xu looked at the person in front of him, suddenly stunned! This person is not Muyu!

　　 "You, you, you are..." Old Xu looked at the person in front of him with horror.

　　 standing outside the door is actually another old Xu head!

　　 "Don't you know yourself?" The old Xu head outside the door showed a strange smile. There was no difference between him and the old Xu head, except that his eyes were as dark as ink!

　　 The oldest Xu head

It is unbelievable that the other person outside the door even wrapped a white aura around his neck!