"I don't want to do anything, I just want to tell you that some people are a little tricky, so don't touch them if you shouldn't."
The man in the black suit still spoke in a calm tone, but if you paid attention to the expression under the mask, you would find it.
The expression was extremely painful, as if he was about to experience great pain.
It was as if he had bought a mask of pain underneath Obito's mask.
It means doubling the pain.
The old man in black robe looked at the strange black dress that was only half a step away from destroying the city. He did not dare to say anything, but nodded repeatedly and said sincerely:
"I swear, I will never bother that human in my life. If I meet him occasionally, I will give him a back massage. If he is lonely, I can also transform into a girl and spend several nights with him..."
"Alright, alright."
The black dress is so weird that I can’t imagine that kind of scene.
There is a heavy feeling of discomfort.
"Then this old man... ahem, old boy, shall I leave now?"
The old man in black robe asked tentatively, and received a strange nod from the man in black suit. It immediately jumped up and fled away at high speed.
In fact, if the city was only half destroyed, the old man in black robe believed that he had the ability to fight.
But that is the Netherworld Flame.
Anyone who has lived for more than ten thousand years has seen it take action once.
That time, the turmoil caused by the punishment patterns falling from the sky and the eternal punishment corpse was calmed.
If it had not taken action, the generals and ministers who came all the way south from the extreme north would have dragged the Mountain Region, Xiang Region, and Cloud Region into the abyss with the pressure of the Punishment Mark when it was born.
No one dares to say that they can escape alive from its clutches.
Even if it is only halfway to destroying the city, I dare not gamble.
Who can be sure that it can only take half a step, or feel that half a step is enough.
Of course, thinking back on the horrific history of the Far North, the old man in black robe felt that he had a little "contribution" to it.
But because of the special effect of Eternal Night, the old man in black robe could not remember anything at all. He only knew that it was written on the bamboo slips that it was done by it.
This experience was not comfortable at all.
But at least it was this creature that allowed the weird world to witness for the first time the scene of that weird being taking action.
From this perspective, the old man in black robe has made a great contribution.
Flying all the way was really tiring, especially since his arms had been burned by the Netherworld Flame before.
He made sure again and again that the man in the black suit had not followed him, and that there was no netherworld flame around.
The old man in black robe then fiercely rubbed the backlash force into thick phlegm and spat it out heavily.
"Bah! You won't let me touch that human? Hey, I want to do something with you too."
He did what he said. The old man in black robe carefully traced the strange timeline of the black dress, recalling whether there was any past account worth revisiting.
First, the airport was inexplicably seized, then the largest stake in the Death Cliff Skycar disappeared, and then again...
How come they all disappeared for no apparent reason?
The old man in black robe was confused for a moment.
"Why does it feel like... this thing has been robbed? Which weirdo has such strength..."
"We need to check."
All the strange signs of the black dress piqued its curiosity.
…
The man in the black dress slowly falling from the air had no idea that the guy he let go was not afraid of being threatened at all.
The more threatening it is, the more excited it becomes. The best way is to kill it directly.
but……
It has a strong ability to escape, and even if you try your best, you may not be able to destroy it on the spot.
The man in the black dress, unaware of the situation, patted the Netherworld flame attached to his body with a worried look on his face.
"Who can I ask to reimburse this ghost money? It's a million! And... why can't I get down from this state? I can't even go back to the polling station like this."
The man in the black suit patted his cheek strangely, thinking that this was not possible. He had to solve the problem step by step. First of all, he couldn't waste ghost money. He had to find a way to earn some. Boss Lin taught him so many language skills...
Thinking of this, it turned its gaze to Bagu Mountain.
As it happens, isn’t there a strange person in the Cloud Domain going to the wide area for investigation?
It's a good opportunity to visit him and get some paper money to compensate for the loss!
His foot moved in the air, and flames began to form from his toes, which gradually dissipated. Then, they reappeared at the nearest dark flame on Bagu Mountain.
Originally, the dress was made up of bones, but now it has become flesh and blood, just like a gentleman.
…
Inside the Bagu Mountain, in the grand hall, all the ghosts bowed their heads. The three ghosts that were originally high above and sitting under the dragon throne also came down the steps, bent their waists, and looked ahead with respect.
All the strange things were as if they had seen a god, except for the woman in pink, who blinked her big eyes and looked at the book in the middle of them in confusion...
"Your Excellency, as long as you follow your instructions and prevent all strange things in the Cloud Realm from penetrating deeper than five meters, will you be able to last for ten thousand years?"
The statue in the middle was so strange that I was so awed that I didn't dare to look at the book for even a second.
He had no idea that the book was already soaked.
The sweat from Hanlin's body almost made him dehydrated and faint.
"Hmm...yes, as long as you don't enter the underground and don't leave the Cloud Region, there will be strong people to take care of you, especially in the Wide Region. It's best not to touch them, and even make friends with them!"
The three statues were so strange that they were hard to understand.
Such a rubbish wide area, not to be touched, but to be on good terms with?
No, that is a broken place where even a broken Taoist would think he is the strongest. It is understandable that he doesn't touch it.
After all, whoever touches it will be unlucky.
But it is really hard to accept to be friends with him.
It is equivalent to letting a billionaire chat and have a meal with a yellow-haired scoundrel and a ghost-fire boy.
Even a wealthy person who believes in fortune-telling would hesitate after hearing this news.
They looked at the woman in pink in confusion, and then glanced at the book out of the corner of their eyes.
They dare not look directly at it.
Because just now, that book actually perfected their job system!
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