Huang Ting

Monster, monster!

That little girl is a monster!

Master Lu Jiang is no longer the ruthless, mysterious, powerful and extraordinary master he used to be. Instead, he is like a bereaved dog. He is frightened and uneasy. At the slightest sign of trouble, he is like a frightened bird. His face is nervous, he looks left and right, and he loses his temper.

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Lu Jiang was originally worth a lot of money, but his custom-made loose Tang suit was stained black with blood and stained with mud and filth, and his clothes were almost cut into a cloak by branches.

With his current appearance of a vagabond and beggar, I am afraid that the wealthy businessmen and gentry in Huacheng who paid him huge sums of money in the hope of getting his advice would not be able to recognize him.

"Wang Wu, this Yan family shovel, Bashan, bastard, actually dares to set a trap for me with Tong Tong."

Under the moonlight, Lu Jiang kept cursing a man named Wang Wu, limping through the dense forest, hiding his traces, so as to avoid being pursued by Tong Tong.

As a head-dropping master, there is a huge demand for souls, but resentful souls are not easy to find. Usually he can only rely on himself, cooperate with some human traffickers, kidnap children, and torture them to death so that they can become immortals.

Mantong is also commonly known as a little ghost.

Today, Wang Wu, who had cooperated with him many times, called and said that a batch of good goods had arrived. Lu Jiang did not doubt that he was there, so he took a few of his disciples and drove a truck that had been prepared long ago.

His beloved luxury SUV rushed to Wang Wu's stronghold in the barren mountains.

But what he didn't know was that this was actually a trap set by Nadutong.

Liao Zhong has never given up. In order to investigate and crack down on the child trafficking channel of Yaoxianhui, a few days ago, someone from South China's Anywhere Channel found out about Wang Wu's line and caught him easily. Liao Zhong didn't even have half the tricks.

Wang Wu told him everything, fearing that he would offend Liao Zhong if he spoke too slowly, so he gave him half of the remaining means.

Among the clues revealed by Wang Wu, there is the deeply hidden Lu Jiang. Lu Jiang is very smart and relies on magic to make money, but he is very low-key and never publicizes his name. People who know him in Huacheng also

There are very few, they are all wealthy businessmen from the Flower City.

He specifically seeks out those wealthy businessmen who have little knowledge of the alien world and uses magic to make them believe in him. However, he never uses real things to help them. Instead, he uses tricks and vague judgments to fool them.

Lu Jiang’s approach can be called a ppt scam, so when Nadutong investigated him for the first time, he was really deceived. He thought he was just a half-hearted stranger and a real liar. After handing his information to the police, he

Didn't pay much attention to him.

Unexpectedly, he actually dared to engage in the business of buying and selling children in private, which would have violated a red line that is open to everyone.

After all the clues in Wang Wu's confession that did not involve strangers were handed over to the police, the remaining cancerous Lu Jiang hidden in Huacheng was left to be personally taken care of by Nedutong.

In order to prevent Lu Jiang from jumping over the wall and affecting social security and the normal life of Huacheng residents, Liao Zhong asked Wang Wu to call Lu Jiang and lure this dangerous element out of the city.

But what the omnipotent person didn’t expect was that Lu Jiang didn’t know whether he had done too many bad things or was too cautious. When the omnipotent person just saw the headlights of Lu Jiang’s luxurious SUV, he noticed that the car

Deng was so hasty and panicked that he turned around and made a 360° turn.

Before Lu Jiang entered the encirclement, he was panicking and wanted to run away!

Nadutong can only change the plan, take action in advance, and intercept them.

As long as he recalled the previous situation, Lu Jiang still had an unquenchable fear in his heart, and the scene of that encounter kept repeating in his mind without his control.

In the team that was everywhere, there was a delicate and beautiful girl who should only appear in the paintings painted by the painter. She was like a fairy in the painting, splashing ink around her, turning her surroundings into a landscape painting with a sublime artistic conception.

But Lu Jiang saw helplessly that his disciples and grandsons were involved in the freehand landscape painting.

Ice cracks appeared little by little on the body, like the mottled wounds cut by the passage of time on ancient paintings, and then there was the sound of extremely painful wails.

The freehand beauty was peeled off, revealing the boundless hell below, where his disciples and disciples were enjoying the torture of hell.

bang bang,

Lu Jiang slapped himself twice to stop himself from thinking. If he fell into endless panic, it would be of no use to his escape.

In order to prevent being discovered, Wang Wu's small stronghold was located deep in the mountains. It took several hours to drive from the nearest village. Not to mention that in order to escape, Lu Jiang's right leg was injured by a flying blade. He walked for half a day.

There is no departure from the scope of this high mountain.

Suddenly, in the dark and deep forest behind Lu Jiang, a flock of birds started up and danced wildly on the treetops.

Lu Jiang's expression suddenly changed, and he no longer cared about the taboo of the head-lowering technique. He summoned his only remaining Gumantong, hoping that he would carry him and quickly get away from the deadly threat from behind.

The Gumantong floated out from Lu Jiang's pendant. This Gumantong looked like a newborn dead baby with purple skin and was only as big as an adult cat. But after all, he was a ghost refined by magic.

He did not obey Lu Jiang's instructions immediately. Instead, he floated coldly in the air, staring at Lu Jiang with eyes filled with resentment, as if he was examining his situation.

Seeing that he seemed to be seriously injured, Gumantong's eyes gradually became fierce, and he bared his teeth.

Lu Jiang is not stupid either. He has never summoned Gumantong before because he is afraid of this kind of thing. These resentful souls that were tortured to death are more powerful than ordinary ghosts. However, if the owner's situation is not right, there is also the danger of backlash.

Pulling out the belt engraved with scriptures from his waist, Lu Jiang swung the belt and beat Gumantong violently, releasing his fear on him:

"Baizai! Do you think you can resist me? How dare you disobey my orders!"

Ouch!

Gumantong howled in pain. The belt was covered with scriptures written in cinnabar. When it hit him, it was like a hot iron. When it was hit on his body, it also produced the sensation of the iron touching the ice.

Sizzling sound.

Seeing that Lu Jiang was still fierce and vicious, the fear of Lu Jiang in the past once again occupied Gumantong's heart, and he hunched over Lu Jiang in fear.

Gumantong stirred up gusts of dark wind, carrying him towards the densely populated direction with a speed no less than that of a cheetah charging at full speed. Lu Jiang knew very well that with Gumantong alone, he would definitely not be able to escape the pursuers behind him.

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But if he could enter densely populated cities and towns and use mortals as hostages, he would be able to make those who would not let go of him have any scruples, and he could fish in troubled waters and take the opportunity to escape.

Relying on Gumantong's strength, Lu Jiang quickly arrived at the path that was often visited by people. Along the path, Lu Jiang saw square, well-proportioned, and gratifying paddy fields.

Lu Jiang looked happy. The presence of paddy fields meant that there were villages nearby, and the presence of villages meant that there were ready-made hostages.

Sure enough, before entering the village, Lu Jiang found a young man carrying a schoolbag and holding a plate of ice cream at the edge of the paddy field.

Judging from his posture, he looked like a reckless young man who sneaked out to meet his good friends late at night without telling his parents, bringing his own snacks and going on an adventure.

Lu Jiang was overjoyed:

Okay, with this kid in hand, the hostages who came to our door can be restrained to some extent from the pursuers behind them.

Just like the plot of the ghost stories told by the older generation to scare children, at midnight, there is an evil heretic with a face like a devil, ferocious and cruel, with a demonic mist and black wind, capturing children.

Lu Jiang was like a man-eating monster, with cold light reflected from his fingertips, and he pounced on the young man with a strong sense of malice.

Seeing the young man standing there blankly, Lu Jiang thought he had been frightened out of his wits, but he felt so happy in his heart that he finally regained his former self-confidence.

The young man, whom Lu Jiang thought was frightened, stayed silent for a long time. Seeing that Lu Jiang was still approaching him, he calmly moved the ice cream from his right hand to his left hand, and then looked at him with burning eyes.

Lu Jiang met his eyes, and he was astonished to find that the divine light in the young man's eyes was colder and purer than the moonlight in the sky, which stung his eyes and made him cry.

But the strangeness in his eyes could no longer attract his attention, and Lu Jiang felt even greater fear in his heart.

This young man is a strange person! It was obvious that the boy had no trace of being a strange person before.

Could it be that I fell into a trap again?!

Lu Jiang, who had lost all his courage and was as frightened as a bird, turned around and tried to escape, when he saw a black hole as thick as an arm appeared on the young man's right hand, and the young man stretched his right hand into it.

From the dark black hole, a bright sword light was drawn out.

It was the brightest and most dazzling sword light that Lu Jiang had ever seen in his life, like a dragon passing by in surprise, or like the chilling sunlight in winter.

After the sword light occupied his sight, Lu Jiang heard a sword cry like a dragon's roar, and this sword cry was like thunder in the spring, carrying a fish leaping over the dragon's gate, high-spirited faith, the momentum of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, and indomitable

the scene of living.

The light of the sword brings death, and the sound of the sword praises life.

Enhanced version of Youyue·Tianxiang Dragon Flash!