In the small courtyard of Jiacheng, the confrontation between Hu Shaomeng and Xi Zichu continued overtly and covertly.
"Stop using your messy thoughts. No matter when that thing appears, as long as Jiang Wang is still in the mine, it has nothing to do with us, right?" Hu Shaomeng said angrily.
"You are really strict with your words. It seems that you are very sure. I did not get more specific information from my ears."
Xi Zichu turned the wine glass intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile: "But you told my eyes."
He seemed very confident, with a calmness about having everything under control.
Hu Shaomeng knew very well that his first ear referred to Anzi, and his second eye referred to observation.
His face suddenly darkened: "If you didn't have the sincerity to cooperate, you wouldn't have stopped me and said those words."
"This moment, that moment."
"It's up to you." Hu Shaomeng lost his patience and stood up to leave: "Anyway, if I lose this time, you will still be at the bottom. When I think of this, I feel that failure is not so difficult to accept."
Xi Zichu laughed out loud: "Yes, it would be better to look away."
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing, please stay and have a drink. Just drink for three days, how about that?"
As Xi Zichu said this, he suddenly shook his hand and the wine splashed, turning into needle-like spurts.
The scream started and then stopped.
In an instant, Hu Shaomeng in front of him was turned into a hornet's nest.
"Xi Zichu, remember! It was you who destroyed the basis of cooperation first."
Hu Shaomeng calmed down and said something coldly. Afterwards, the figure shook for a moment, then collapsed instantly, and the pieces disappeared like smoke.
Only then did Xi Zichu realize that Hu Shaomeng, who had been chatting with him across the street, was actually an illusion created by magic. And he was conceited about being proficient in hearing, hearing, asking, and learning, but he never saw it.
The blow missed, but he didn't become angry and retained some dignity.
He was just stunned for a moment before gently stroking his palms.
"Diaohailou's illusion skills are truly unparalleled."
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Outside the gate of Hu's mine.
Jiang Wang jumped over and rushed over, just in time to see the fat figure wearing a pig bone mask.
He immediately tightened his grip on the sword.
How could he...not recognize this style of mask?
How can I not remember the bone path that I often see in my dreams at midnight?
"Ho ho ho." The pig-bone-faced man glanced at the hand holding his sword and smiled breathlessly: "Do you know me?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Wang asked.
"I heard someone say that there is a Zhuangguo man here. So I came."
A name suddenly flashed in Jiang Wang's mind, Xi Zichu. That's not to say that Hu Shaomeng wouldn't do this kind of thing of killing someone with a borrowed knife. It's that Xi Zichu is more likely to get this information that he was born in Zhuang State.
The pig-bone noodle maker continued: "A lot of my brothers and sisters have died these days. A few days ago, four of them died at once. There is a guy named Zhu, what is his name? Zhu Weiwo? Haha, we I originally planned to kill him. But then I heard that he had comprehended the true fire of the sun. He had become a magical power, and even Kuishan couldn't kill him. Forget it..."
He rambled for a long time and suddenly asked Jiang Wang: "Are you from the Zhuang Kingdom? Are you from the Maple Forest City Taoist Academy in the Zhuang Kingdom?"
I wish you were the only one...
The bone-faced man in front of him seemed a little out of his mind. He was willing to talk nonsense, and Jiang Wang was able to let him go.
As time passed, Su Xiuxing, Zhu Biqiong, Zhang Hai, Xiang Xiang, and all the extraordinary combat power in the entire Hu mine were gathered.
Jiang Wang looked at the obese pork bone masker and responded: "It used to be."
"Ho ho ho."
The pig-bone-faced man didn't seem to care about the so-called extraordinary monks who gathered, but only after getting a definite answer from Jiang Wang's mouth. The laughter suddenly stopped: "I suddenly feel very hungry."
He has a huge figure, several times fatter than Zhong Xuan Sheng. But it moves as fast as lightning.
In an instant, he was in front of Jiang Wang, biting his neck like an uncivilized beast.
Clang!
The long sword was unsheathed and placed across the mouth of the pig-bone-faced man.
The teeth collided with the sword blade, making a crisp sound of metal clashing.
Although the Pork Bone Noodler's brain seems a little abnormal, he is definitely not slow in fighting. While opening his mouth to bite Jiang Wang, he also clasped his hands together.
With his huge strength, he can crush his opponent's body instantly with just one hug.
But Jiang Wang first used his sword to block the teeth of the pig-bone-faced man, and then he turned a blind eye to the man's clasped hands and directly pressed his hands on the hilt of the sword. The nine galactic channels were fully opened, Dao Yuan was violently destroyed, and the sword was pressed forward!
In the fiercest part, the blade of the sword actually rubbed against the pig-bone-faced man's teeth, sparking fire.
He has absolute confidence in Sauvignon Blanc. Although this sword has not been cultivated for a long time and still lacks additional power, it is already extremely sharp.
He just wanted to try it with the Pig Bone Facer to see whether his sword would cut off half of the Pig Bone Face Mask's head first, or the Pig Bone Face Masker would crush his body first.
Even if the opponent is one of the notorious Twelve Bone Faces of the White Bone Path, a peak expert in the Soaring Dragon Realm.
He, Jiang Wang, was not afraid at all.
Once combined, life and death will be seen immediately.
Bang!
There was an explosion in the belly of the pig-bone-faced man, and he retreated far away at a faster speed than when he came.
Jiang Wang forced the pig-bone-faced man back with a sword, and immediately shouted loudly: "Zhang Hai, go forward, you have the responsibility to protect the mine! If you don't take action, you will be sent to the Daqi government!"
"Su Xiuxing, Zhu Biqiong, help me kill this fat man, I owe you a favor!"
The reason why he didn't summon everyone to besiege him before was because none of these people had a life-or-death relationship with him.
If he couldn't show the strength to face the pig-bone-faced man head-on, all of these people would probably disperse in a rush.
That's why he vigorously used attack to attack, just to build momentum, and then link up these helpers to create a snowball advantage.
Jiang Wang said that no matter how reluctant Zhang Hai and Xiang Xiang were, they had no choice but to come closer.
Su Xiuxing's eyes lit up: "Can you detoxify me?"
"must!"
As soon as Jiang Wang finished speaking, Su Xiuxing was swept by the wind: "Damn fat man, you laugh so hard!"
The pig-bone-faced man waved his hand, and his hand expanded rapidly, swelling up with a mixture of flesh and blood, and slapped Su Xiuxing's dagger. It knocked him back completely.
Su Xiuxing rolled around a few times before losing all her strength and half squatting on the ground.
This scene immediately frightened Zhang Haihe who was eager to try.
"Ho ho ho ho."
The pig-bone masked man attacked Jiang Wang, but the attack was ineffective. Instead, his lip was injured by the sharp edge of Sauvignon Blanc, and blood came out. Attacked by Su Xiuxing again.
But not only was he not angry, he was actually a little happy.
Completely ignoring the others, he just stared blankly at Jiang Wang and murmured sickly: "I've been wondering who you are. Will you give me a surprise?"
"We should be old friends."
"Would I have eaten your family and friends in Maplewood City?"
"How angry you must be, how much you must hate me."
"Ho ho ho ho, this kind of hatred is such delicious food!"
"I seem to have smelled its sweetness."
"Every piece of your flesh and blood must be soaked in hatred for me, right?"
"Come on! Come on! I can't wait..."
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