Daoist has facial paralysis

"Hehehehe..." The seductive laughter, which was neither male nor female, was still floating, and seemed to come from all directions, making it difficult to find the direction.

Zhou Yibei wanted to hug the Daoist of the Southwest into his arms and cover his ears, then... he shook his head, he must have been affected by that filth... so noisy...

"Yi Bei," probably because he couldn't see, when the Taoist priest suddenly leaned over, he almost clung to him, as if he was unsteady and fell over, but his voice was very steady, "You seem to be leading the uncle around in circles .”

When the Taoist priest said this, Zhou Yibei realized...he had been walking through the same corridor just now.

Ghost hitting the wall?

Zhou Yibei was in a daze for a moment... A ghost hit the wall?How to solve it?

"Elbe..."

Zhou Yibei felt his waist sink, and the Taoist priest held his waist tightly, "Don't look back."

"division……"

"Don't talk, keep going," the Taoist priest's tone was very serious, Zhou Yibei nodded, although there was still a warm breath in his ears, he became inexplicably nervous.

"Don't be afraid, it's easy to solve the ghost hitting the wall...Wait a minute when the uncle will send you into the elevator, don't look back at me..." Dongxinan's words became more and more wrong, Zhou Yibei grabbed his hand, and the words did not come out. Only a slender hand pressed his mouth, which was greasy and had a fishy smell.

Before he could react, the surrounding scene suddenly flickered, the elevator appeared next to him, the door seemed to be pushed open by an invisible hand, the draw rope of the elevator slid quickly, the elevator was pulled up abruptly, and the inside was dark.

Zhou Yibei was pushed in, before he could turn around, several ghost kings with green body held him down.

"Taoist..." There were countless repeated voices behind him, and the scalp of the listener was numb. The elevator door closed and cut off all the sound. Zhou Yibei lay on the ground, touched his face, and saw a bright red hand. Sticky blood.

"What do you want to do?" The Taoist priest who sent off his nephew held the elevator door and turned to look to the side of the corridor.

There was a misty laughter echoing over there, "Daoist...don't come here without any problems? Hehehe..."

"You guys are more sinister than before." Dongxinan covered the deep wound on his back, "Sneak attack is easy to use?"

Dieyin smiled contemptuously, the gloomy corridor was lit up with panicked red light, dozens of twisted human figures crowded together, and the words were broken, "We...we are... sinister villains...hahahahahaha...the Taoist priest put The added ghost king is put on... that kid... I really care about him... But, you are going to... die... cluck cluck..."

The Taoist squinted his eyes, and looked around at the twisted and deformed dead souls clustered together by the red light, "You... are fine."

……

Zhou Yibei, who was carried out of the elevator by the Ghost King, struggled to go upstairs, "Let me go!"

"The Taoist priest asked us to guard you," eight ghost kings with green bodies surrounded him, leaving no way out.

"I ask you to let me go!" Zhou Yibei yelled while clutching the blood on his palm.

The ghost kings didn't intend to disperse, Zhou Yibei shook the dragon ring off his hand angrily, "Help me block them...I'll go find Master..." Master... Master... Nothing can happen... can't...

The dragon corpse sat on the ground blankly, as if he had overslept and didn't know what happened.

"Calm down, boy, you still can't get involved in the East, West and South affairs," the man's voice came from the door of the building, Zhou Yibei turned his head and saw a familiar figure... Mr. Liu?

The assistant who followed Mr. Liu fluttered into a yellow talisman and flew into the man's pocket... Sure enough, there was a problem.

"What did you do to him!" Zhou Yibei rushed over to grab the man's collar, but the ghost king didn't stop him.

The man glanced at him, a little impatient, not like a businessman just now, but like a high-ranking official, aloof, indifferent and arrogant, he pulled Zhou Yibei's hand away, patted his wrinkled clothes, "Follow Dongxinan and be spoiled by him? Do you really think that everyone should respect you because of him? Boy, you have to rely on your real skills in everything..."

"Boom..." More than a dozen Gu talismans smashed together in front of him, and a lingering golden light flashed in front of the man. After blocking all of them, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, "Do you have Chi You's blood?"

Zhou Yibei ignored him, "What did you do to my uncle?"

Mr. Liu sneered, "Hmph, young people are young people, why are you angry? I'm here to help your uncle..."

"Help him?" Zhou Yibei's tone was cold, "If you dare to hurt him... I will beat you sooner or later, and beat you to the ground..."

"Yo, little ancestor, even Chi You's father can't say such big things...I'm your uncle and his superior, do you know how to behave?" Mr. Liu transformed himself into a handsome man with white hair reaching his waist, There is a smile on the eyebrows and eyes, and there are two dimples at the corners of the mouth.

"Lu Ya?" The dragon corpse who was in a daze suddenly exclaimed.

The man smiled and looked at him, "There is another person who is sensible, and this gentleman is Daoist Lu Ya."

Long Shi clenched his fists and looked at him sullenly, as if he was slandering something but dared not speak.

Zhou Yibei didn't care about this, "I don't care who you are, what happened to my uncle?"

Lu Ya looked him up and down, "For the sake of your blood, I tell you that this is a disaster in the nine lifetimes of your master uncle, and all the evil spirits and enemies he killed in previous lives have been brought back to life by me." , and stuffed them together into the murderous building with Gu Yinsha, if Dongxinan dies today, they can re-enter reincarnation and not suffer from Abi's torture."

Zhou Yibei's palms were bleeding, and the dragon corpse ran over to hold him back, and said in a low voice, "You can't mess with him, he is an ancient Taoist."

"Why are you angry? I'm helping him. I'm your uncle who became Yan Jun's guide god. What's the point of making trouble for him?" Lu Ya looked at Zhou Yibei, and suddenly his eyes fell on the dragon who was blocking him. On the corpse...why do you still feel that this little corpse monster with eyesight looks familiar?Where have you seen it?

The dragon corpse noticed his gaze, and somehow became a little sad... Lu Ya frowned, this little corpse monster was really familiar, he touched his chest, feeling very strange.

"Don't pull me!" Zhou Yibei yelled at the dragon corpse, his eyes were red with anger, and several ghost kings floated over and held him down, "Let me go!"

"It's really a descendant of Chi You, just as reckless," Daoist Lu Ya shook his head, Zhou Yibei suddenly shouted, his eyes glowed with a strange red light, the breath of witches and monsters overflowed, and he tried his best to resist the ghost kings, "You guys, let me go!"

The ghost kings of green body showed their ferocious true colors one by one, huddled together and suppressed him, "You can't go."