However, Jing'an's expression became serious: "Take it away quickly, if it is triggered, you will not survive!"
Tang Yingmo smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a way to control my hidden weapon. But I'm curious where you've seen it. I'm the only one who has it now!"
"Are you a disciple of Ghost Gate?" Jing'an frowned.
Tang Yingmo: “It used to be!”
Jing'an smiled even brighter: "This treasure, if you use one less, take it down first. Good things should be used where they should be used!"
"Lift your foot!"
Jing'an raised his foot instantly!
Baizhang Netherworld appeared directly in Tang Yingmo's hand.
Looking at the Baizhang Netherworld in Tang Yingmo's hand, Jing'an didn't dare to deal with this guy easily.
I had no choice but to ask, "Will you cooperate?"
"The person I want to kill is not here." Tang Yingmo frowned.
Jing'an chuckled, "Why are you so stubborn? Among the people here, don't you see those two girls? They must be that boy's women, otherwise who would bring two such weak women here?"
"So, you lead that scarred-faced guy away, and I'll capture those two girls. I won't worry about that guy not getting himself killed!"
Tang Yingmo frowned, as if thinking.
"What else are you considering? Don't you want to kill that kid?"
Tang Yingmo frowned: "When I, Tang Yingmo, kill someone, I never bother to use hostage-taking to threaten my target!"
"You are so confused. A man without cruelty is not a real man. Using any means to achieve your goal is what a real man does!" Jing'an taught Tang Yingmo a lesson seriously.
Tang Yingmo still didn't agree.
Jing'an spoke again: "Well, I'll go catch him. I also want to kill that guy. This has nothing to do with you. When the time comes, if that guy is not dead, he will definitely show up. You can kill him if you want. If you don't kill him, I will kill him, and it won't count as kidnapping a woman!"
Tang Yingmo looked at Jing'an: "I can lure Scarface away, but his cultivation is very strong. I can't escape except by using the Hundred-foot Netherworld. Do you have anything to help me?"
Seeing that Tang Yingmo agreed, Jing'an smiled and said, "No problem. I have a mount called Sand Sculpture. Although it's not as fast as a Luan bird, it's fast enough to escape from the hands of a Mingxin-level expert!"
As he spoke, Jing'an released a huge bird with gray-brown feathers, about two meters long.
The two of them smiled at each other, looking like they were in cahoots!
"You sit here and distract Scarface. Leave the rest to me!"
Jing'an patted his chest, his face full of ferocity.
"good!"
Tang Yingmo nodded decisively.
I watched Tang Yingmo sit on the sand sculpture and fly away.
Jingan laughed darkly: "Idiot!"
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