My Xiuxian has a mall

Chapter 89 The owner of the villa is back

What a horror story?Anyone got a horror story of chasing ghosts and beating them up?Who is the devil!
People know that ghosts are scary, and ghosts know that people are poisonous. Fan Wensheng has experienced it himself, or twice!
When he was a human, he thought ghosts were scary. The ancient warriors couldn't catch them, so they could only let those ghosts scare him in front of him. But when he became a ghost, he was chased by a man for six rooms. This world is really scary!
Fan Wensheng wanted to dive underground, but Mo Ming had already rushed over like a roaring beast with the evil-suppressing talisman!
"Suppress evil!"

The crimson runes burned like flames, emitting a dazzling light, and then he slapped the long blood-red tongue above his head, trying to sneak up on him.

The flesh and blood monsters on the third floor came to the rescue at a critical moment.

Fan Wensheng seemed to be pardoned, he slipped through the floor and disappeared.

Mo Ming was very angry, and the consequences were serious, he grabbed the long tongue that was temporarily suppressed in mid-air.

Black mucus was oozing from the tip of the tongue, "Zizi" eroded the evil spirit talisman, emitting a burning smell, and Fang Rongzhe's frozen human skin smiling face was also distorted and deformed.

"I asked you to save me! You are the only one who can do it! Voldemort, you are so fucking against the ceiling! I've seen you upset for a long time! You want to die!"

Every time he said a word, Mo Ming gave the blood red long tongue a heavy hammer.

The power of the bursting fist spread all the way up the tongue, tearing apart pieces of flesh and falling to the ground, struggling and squirming, and then quickly rotted and turned black.

"Ji——" Fang Rongzhe let out a piercing laugh as the machine completely collapsed.

At a certain moment, it finally came to an abrupt end, and the smiling face covered with holes fell off and turned into ashes.

Bang!
Mo Ming dragged his long tongue up to the top, and punched the crystal chandelier so hard that the entire ceiling trembled, rubble splashed everywhere, and his tongue broke at the root.

"Huh? Where are those pitch-black eyeballs?" Mo Ming landed on the ground, threw away the rotten tongue in disgust, and frowned.

The matter is not over yet. Whether it is the monsters in the lobby on the first floor or on the third floor, they were all beaten away temporarily. The strong man broke his arm, but the main body is still there, and there is still a lot of strength left!

Don't chase after poor gangsters... Or, Mo Ming actually doesn't want to have a real decisive battle with the villa right now.

There is only one day left, it would be a good thing if we can end this villa story meeting on the second floor.

After all, there are rules in the secret realm. The second floor is an area for guests to move about, which is naturally beneficial to the survival of travelers, while the first and third floors belong to the other party's territory.

Mo Ming seemed simple and crude, but his heartstrings were always tight. He would never think that he was really powerful enough to sweep everything.

After all, his foundation is only level 7, and he just relied on the various resource advantages of the immortal cultivator to forcibly support him.

He is not afraid of level 9, but what about level 10 or even higher?When the opponent is strong enough, it is not easy to solve the number of piles.

The ominous premonition in his heart not only did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger, as if some kind of terrifying existence was constantly approaching here.

Mo Ming looked around. This was the room where Zhou Liyang used to live. It had the same layout as other rooms. The curtains were tightly closed. He walked over and pulled them open.

Pupils shrink.

It was still dark and dark outside, but three ugly, crooked words were written in blood on the glass window: "Who is he?"

Zhou Liyang also found that mysterious black shadow?

However, you can write as soon as you write, why use blood, scare who, what you write is like a dog crawling, scribbling everywhere, and you will be fined fifty...

etc!Mo Ming suddenly felt that this handwriting was inexplicably familiar.

It's like... the ugly words on the magic modified version of Qingjing Jue!
He was horrified, and suddenly felt a sense of fear, and punched the bloody words in front of him with a heavy punch.

The sharp fist pierced the glass window, the true energy gushed out, and the fine cracks expanded in all directions, and finally, reaching a certain critical point, it shattered with a bang.

The whole world suddenly came alive, like sticking out of a sealed space for the first time, breathing the air outside.

The strong wind was blowing heavy rain, and the big raindrops slapped his cheek coldly. There seemed to be a strange aura floating in the air, it was... devilish aura!
reed——

Tree-shaped lightning suddenly cut through the dark night sky.

He saw a dark figure standing silently in front of the withered flower bed downstairs, looking up at him, with a scarlet light shining in his eyes.

What an evil spirit!It seems that at least he has the strength of the Foundation Establishment Realm!
The rumbling thunder seemed to explode in his mind, and he took a few steps back abruptly, being extremely vigilant, for fear that the other party would jump in through the window.

The timing seemed immature, and what Mo Ming was worried about did not happen.

The fragments of the window quickly reunited into a complete glass, returning to that isolated state again.

In six days, he walked from the big iron gate to the flower bed. According to this speed, wouldn't tomorrow be the gate on the first floor of the villa?

He was the original owner of this villa?After breaking the seal, came back?

Mo Ming felt bitter in his heart, could it be that he was doomed and wanted to face each other face to face for life and death?This is already beyond the scope of a low-rank secret realm, okay?
He looked at the ugly blood characters on the glass window that had also returned to their original state. The characters seemed to be cursed by a demon, and their ghosts lingered. A bold guess slowly surged in his heart.

Could this be the way to survive?
……

Room six.

The two looked at the empty room, which was a mess. There was a big hole in the wall, which was being restored. Mo Ming's beast-like figure disappeared, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

"I said, Mo Zixiu, is Brother Ming really an immortal cultivator? Why do I think he is crazier than Zhou Liyang... like an ancient warrior. In my imagination, an immortal cultivator should not be a fairy who is just like a ghost Can a magic formula summon the Flying Sword Divine Thunder..." Xiao Qiyan couldn't help asking.

Mo Zixiu immediately waved his hand and said in denial: "Don't, we ancient warriors are not so wild. The Zhou family is good at practicing kung fu horizontally, which is already a relatively prominent type. This kind of fighting style is more like someone who likes brainless muscles. Gene Warrior."

He suddenly sighed: "As for the impression of the immortal cultivator you mentioned, it happened many years ago, and it was only spread after artistic processing.

In today's world, those who cultivate immortality have been abandoned, and it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.

You see, the boxing techniques he uses are clearly copied from the Zhou family's explosive fist... just like the eldest daughter of the Moh family, who learned the Green Lotus Sword from the Moh family's swordsmanship, she is already very rare among men.

Legend has it that the original ancient warriors were immortal cultivators who had lost their cultivation resources and had to lower their stature and transform.

From cultivating immortals to practicing martial arts, from fairy tales to martial arts, and from fairyland to the world. "

Xiao Qiyan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and exclaimed: "So, brother Ming is doing the opposite, he wants to start with martial arts, and walk the road of cultivating immortals all over again?"

Bang bang bang!
A series of explosions approached quickly, and Mo Ming punched the wall away again. Amidst the smoke and dust, the ground trembled like a beast fell to the ground.

Xiao Qiyan: "..."

Mo Zixiu: "..."

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