Chapter 034 Chapter 34

[Help, who can come to control this, the charlatan has started to brag again. ]

[Am I the only one who noticed that the words he used today were unusually intense? ]

[It feels like the charlatan is angry, I think I can burn three incense sticks to the wet man in the tavern in advance. ]

[Based on my experience as an old fan in the live broadcast room, this person has most likely done something extremely evil to become what he is now. 】

The wet man in the tavern also saw these comments. The physical pain plus the long-term mental torture, coupled with the fact that he was tightly wrapped up and his true appearance was not exposed, he simply let himself go and started cursing: "You netizens spend all day watching the excitement and cyber-bullying, or watching the excitement and cyber-bullying at the same time. You are the insane and gloating evil people. You don't even know the ins and outs of the matter, but you are making malicious speculations just because of two sentences from the anchor!

"And you, Gu Yanyi is simply a liar who is entangled in scandals to gain fame. You can't cure my disease. You just connected with me to gain traffic. You just want to use my illness to attract attention! "

He madly accused and cursed the netizens and Gu Yanyi, completely forgetting that it was his friend's suggestion to come to the live broadcast room, and the lucky bag was also dropped randomly.

Gu Yanyi silently looked at the masked man on the other end of the connection.

The netizens were simply amused by this man's shameless anger.

No, it's okay for you to curse the charlatan, anyway, those who draw his lucky bag are not good, what's the matter with you scolding us, we didn't provoke you?!

They have never been so angry, rolled up their sleeves and typed on the keyboard until smoke came out, and started to spit at the wet man in the tavern.

At this moment, another connection application was suddenly delivered.

He looked at the name of the ID person and laughed.

Ji Ling Zhenren.

Isn't this the master of mysticism worshipped by the Su family? I didn't expect Su Jinrong came quite quickly. If he had asked to be taken away in the morning, he would have come in the afternoon.

Was he planning to fight him in public?

Gu Yan smiled, very cheerfully, and connected the line without any hesitation.

The fans who were in the passionate confrontation were suddenly startled by his laughter, and their intuition told them that someone was going to be unlucky now.

Another screen appeared in the live broadcast. The person in the screen was wearing a black cloak. The hood of the cloak covered his philtrum, leaving only his lips and chin exposed. He looked like a wizard in the Middle Ages who set up a tent to tell fortunes for people.

Ji Ling Zhenren opened his mouth and said, "Let's make a bet. Whoever can cure him will win, and the loser must agree to a request of the winner. "

The netizens were instantly shocked.

What is this? A fight!

This is much more interesting than calling someone an idiot!

Their attention quickly shifted to the challenger, urging Gu Yanyi to respond quickly.

Ever since this man appeared, Shen Que had been restless and angry. If it weren't for Gu Yanyi's suppression, he would have rushed to the other side along the network cable.

After calming down the restless Shen Que, Gu Yanyi sneered: "You treat it first, and if you are cured, I lose. "

After saying this, a thin white line that only the two of them could see sank into the center of their brows.

What seemed to be an ordinary verbal bet without any binding mechanism to ordinary people was actually a contract between words and spirits. Once both parties accepted it, the contract would be established and bound by the laws of nature.

Gu Yan smiled, pretending to be unaware, and said, "I also have a condition.

" "Since it is a fight witnessed by everyone, the audience must be able to see it. Otherwise, even if you summon the Ghost King, the audience can only see the air. Wouldn't that be witnessing nothing?"

Ji Ling Zhenren thought for a moment and agreed.

"Let me arrange something."

He immediately took out a stack of yellow talismans and sprinkled them into the air. The yellow talismans fell like flowers from heaven.

Then, Ji Ling Zhenren made seals with his hands quickly, and everyone saw that the yellow talisman that should have fallen due to gravity suddenly stopped in the air, as if it was pulled by some force and stuck to the four walls.

His move was really beautiful, and the audience exclaimed that it was wonderful.

Ji Ling Zhenren saw the comments and seemed very pleased. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and quickly suppressed it.

"You go first." Gu Yan said.

Ji Ling Zhenren did not refuse. He took out another yellow talisman from his pocket and introduced it: "This is a curse to kill ghosts. This person is rotten, but in fact he is rotten by the evil spirit of the ghost. If this curse is cast, the evil spirit will be shattered and the curse will cure the disease!"

He was very confident, threw out the talisman, began to make seals, and recited the curse of the button.

Everyone saw the talisman suspended in the air, slowly emitting a red light, which became brighter and brighter.

Seeing this, the wet man in the tavern also had hope of being rescued in his eyes.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Five minutes.

The red light brightened and dimmed. The suspended talisman fell on the table.

Ji Ling Zhenren let out a breath, as if he had consumed a lot of energy and was very tired.

The netizen looked at the wet man in the tavern.

Ji Ling Zhenren looked at the wet man in the tavern.

Gu Yanyi yawned and opened a bag of potato chips.

Everyone was waiting for him to report the changes.

After a long time, the wet man in the tavern asked blankly: "Master Ji Ling, has it started?"

Netizens burst into laughter, and remembered a very old and classic advertising slogan:

["Master, has it started?" Master: "It's over."]

[No, it's the special effect I just saw? ]

[The operation was as fierce as a tiger, but the result was zero and five? ]

[I've eaten half of the melon, and you let me watch this? ]

The greater the expectations of the audience in the live broadcast room, the greater the disappointment after seeing the results.

Among them, the most anxious one was the wet man in the tavern. He asked anxiously:

"Master Ji Ling, there is no effect, my body is still itchy and painful!" As he spoke, he couldn't help scratching, and in just a short while, the itching and pain on his body became more intense.

Suddenly, he yelled and quickly rolled up his sleeves.

The wound on his arm, which was originally clean, began to ooze pus and blood.

The wet man in the tavern was terrified: "Master, Master, it seems to be more serious, save me, please save me!"

Ji Ling Zhenren was silent for a moment, sighed: "It seems that the evil spirit in you is stubborn and determined to kill you. In this case, I don't need to be polite to it."

Audience:

[Master, the killing spell you just cast will make its soul fly away. It seems that you are not polite to it. ]

[What I mean is, is there a possibility that the spell just now failed and angered the other party? ]

The wet man in the tavern took out another yellow talisman, made a seal, and chanted a spell: "Thunder God Spell!"

Immediately afterwards, a small lightning appeared on the head of the wet man in the tavern and quickly burned his hat.

The wet man in the tavern yelled and threw away his hat, revealing his bald and rotting head.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, the wet man in the tavern changed to another talisman: "Fire Hell Curse!"

The wet man in the tavern suddenly felt hot all over, as if he was in a sea of ​​fire, and he jumped up and down.

"Fighting Curse!"

The wet man in the tavern fell to the ground, twitching all over.

"Great Curse to Stop Evil!"

The wet man in the tavern suddenly stood up straight and ran back and forth in the room like a madman.

Ji Ling Zhenren panted and begged, and finally stopped after several unsuccessful attempts. The huge consumption of spiritual energy made him very tired.

The wet man in the tavern was already lying on the ground, tortured by the disease and Ji Ling Zhenren's talisman and dying.

[Charlatan, please be merciful. I think the wet man in the tavern will die if he is tortured any further. He will die anyway, so why not just give him a quick death?]

[I couldn't tell for a moment whether this Master Ji Ling is here to heal or to kill...]

​​[Master Ji Ling, to be honest, you are actually a messenger hired by Gu Yanyi, and your purpose is to torture the people who get the lucky bag?]

Gu Yanyi smiled and looked at Ji Ling, and asked: "Are there any other ways? Use them all at once."

Master Ji Ling was really tired after using so many magic at once. His exposed skin was already sweating. He stared at Gu Yanyi for a long time and finally found something wrong.

"It's you! You are the one who is causing trouble, right?!"

Gu Yanyi showed an innocent look: "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Seeing this, Ji Ling Zhenren was even more certain that Gu Yanyi was interfering.

He had been a master of mystic arts for decades, and had experienced many large and small battles during this period. He had never encountered such a black dragon situation before.

Now that he thought about it, it was this person named Gu Yanyi who didn't want him to succeed in casting the spell!

Ji Ling Zhenren took a deep breath and said: "Even if you want to stop me, it's useless. I still have the last killer mace!

"I want to summon the Black and White Impermanence!"