Before Lin Fan stepped out of Xiaoyao Island.
Somewhere in an underground parking lot, where all the ghosts gather.
The old man in black robe walked slowly towards this place with a smile on his face.
Along the way, those who saw the old man in black robe and were unaware of the situation showed fear on their faces and dared not look him in the eye.
Knowing who the other person was, even Podao's eyes were filled with disgust.
Some even expressed their murderous intent, wanting to cut the black-robed old man into pieces.
However, the other party did not take it seriously at all.
He happily stared at those strange figures that revealed their murderous intentions.
It's like: I'm standing here, come and hit me, come here.
"I can't stand it anymore."
"Hold on, hold on. Fight it. Maybe all the ghosts will die here."
"I've never heard of it making a move, don't you understand? Once it makes a move, no one will survive!"
"Damn it, but it looks so awesome, I really..."
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Even among the broken sects, there are many who secretly want to kill the old man in black robes.
Whether it can be done or not, the intention is there.
The old man in black robe can be said to have entered the tiger's den.
Of course, as a city destroyer, he naturally doesn't take these tricks seriously.
"Hey, bro, your brother is here to see you."
"You, dare to come here."
The armless judge showed a pair of scarlet eyes at the exit of the underground parking lot. If eyes could kill, the old man in black robe would have died hundreds of times at this moment.
Although he was not afraid, in order to take into account the murderous intent, the old man in black robe hypocritically took two steps back and pretended to be scared.
All the weird creatures around were so angry that they stepped forward, waiting for the judge's order to tear it into pieces.
"Hehe, seeing how impulsive you are, I'm really worried that you'll be killed by those little bastards in your family."
The old man in black robe took out two wisps of breath from his robe, flicked his fingers, and flew straight towards the judge.
Bang!
The judge ignored it and slammed it to the ground with his only remaining hand, his eyes as cold as zero degrees frost.
"You destroyed one of my hands, and you want me to die?"
The old man in black robe suddenly changed his expression and waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no, you're putting on too much of a smugness. Your hand was taken off by the Wine Immortal. Not only did I not harm you, I even helped you find this underground parking lot. Isn't that enough of a loyalty?"
"Fuck you! You can put the air lock anywhere, but you put it here underground, and you still want me to thank you!"
The judge became furious when this matter was mentioned.
Props that can conceal auras can be placed in deep mountains, on islands, or even in unknown villages.
But, this old man in black robe threw it into the underground parking lot.
A powerful figure destroyed a city and stayed underground. If the news got out, it would be so weird that the three figures would die of laughter.
"Hey, just tell me whether I helped you or not. Besides, I think this place is safe. You were here when it wasn't even a parking lot..."
"Damn it! It used to be a cow dung pond!"
The judge's fists were so hard that they made a loud noise. He wanted to go out and punch the old man in black robe.
Let it see what the Iron Fist version of Judge is.
"Ahahahaha... cough cough, I have a congenital symptom of being unable to control my laughter, sorry."
The old man in black robe shook his robe and said helplessly:
"But you really can't blame me. I helped you get the Ten Dead Possession, and you were 'accidentally' discovered in the duel with the Drunken Immortal. It has nothing to do with me, right?"
Actually, it matters a lot.
But the old man in black robe didn't say anything, so even if the judge had a vague guess, he couldn't jump to conclusion.
It was just that its subconscious mind told it that it would be discovered by the Drunken Immortal and have its arm chopped off, and that there must be an old man in black robes interfering.
"Since it's not big, then you can't direct your hatred towards me. We are allies and even more so, rare confidants!"
"Confidant, are you worthy?"
The judge didn't give it any face at all.
The amazing thing is that the old man in black robe has long been accustomed to this kind of sarcasm and has heard even more vicious ones.
Not only did he not hold a grudge against the judge, he also felt that the judge was a bit polite after all and did not say any distinctive swear words.
"Don't worry about whether I'm worthy or not. I'm giving you a chance now. First, I have to help you make up for the information gap."
The old man in black robe swept the ground and sat down directly, because the underground parking lot was on the first floor below ground.
From the scene, it looks like the high and mighty Buddha, sitting on a lotus and looking at the "naughty monkey being pressed under the Five Finger Mountain".
The judge was unhappy, but he could only swallow his anger and looked up at the bastard.
Cool, really cool, hehehe~
The old man in black robe remained calm on the surface, but he was very happy in his heart.
"That wealthy human who can help you recover has built a huge city. Inside it... there's Taigong, the man who gambled his life, and... tsk, I don't know if I'll side with him."
Scholar...
The judge's face darkened.
Apparently, it has no good memories of the scholar either.
Seeing its expression, the old man in black robe felt even happier.
There is a kind of satisfaction when a plan succeeds, the other party is sold out, and the other party counts the money obediently.
"Look, even though he's human and has strange friends, he's no weaker than you."
"Damn it, if my hand wasn't broken, those weirdos wouldn't be my match!"
"...Just fool me, don't fool yourself."
"What did you say!"
"No, no, no, you are the strongest."
The old man in black robe sighed inwardly, wondering if this judge had any misunderstanding about his heyday?
It was during your prime...that your hand was chopped off by the Drunken Immortal.
But despite his complaints, the old man in black robe pointed seriously at the aura that was slapped to the ground and said:
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