At the same time as pulling me out, Mo Yan lifted his foot and kicked Xiao Jian in the chest.

I took a few steps to kick the Xiao sword, I stabilized my mind, and then looked at Xiao Jian's eyes, I just wanted to vomit.

Xiao Jian's eyes were like the broken Tang Yuan, and Xiao Jian did not have any reaction, always showing a raster smile at us.

"It is sad that a generation of Daoists has become a zombie."The ink whispered with a sigh.

After saying this, Mo Yan paused, turned to look at the old man Wei, and coldly rebuked: “What do you want to do?”

Old Wei looked at Xiao Jian, nodded with some satisfaction, then extended his hand and pointed to the bronze coffin.

This bronze coffin is a coffin that we have not touched so far, and I still doubt whether it contained my grandfather.

"What I want to do is let Xiao Jian open the bronze coffin."The old man said softly.

I listened to the words of old Wei, looked at Xiao Jian, looked at Xiao Jianqiang's face, and I couldn't help but laugh.

Xiao Jian has become this appearance, and has become a thousand-year-old zombie, the strength is endless, want to control Xiao Jian is simply impossible.

He looked up at the old man, and his expression was very complicated.

"If I get that thing, I will naturally release the leaves and fat old three, you just need to help me a little favor, a favor can change the lives of the two of them, is it not worth it?"Or the two of them don't have that thing in your heart."The old man smiled and said to the words.

"That thing is very important to me, but compared with the leaves, like dung, you say what you do, I say according to you, I just hope you don't tease me, my ability you should know."The tone is very dull, but there is a killing in the words.

The old man took the black flag out of his pocket, put the black flag on the ground, and suddenly the old man took a strange nail out of his pocket.

The finger was thrown at the roaring Xiao sword, and the nail was thrown very correct, directly stabbing on the forehead of Xiao Jian.

This nail, my heart is naturally clear, this nail is the soul nail, the nail into the brain, you can shock the soul.

Of course, the soul of Xiao Jian is not an ordinary soul, but a thousand-year-old soul, and the soul nails in the hands of Wei Lao can only shock for a moment and a half.

Xiao Jian fell straight to the ground, and his body stirred up a piece of dust on the ground.

"Then come to you."The old man spoke to Mo.

My brow was wrinkled, and I don't know why I felt very uneasy in my heart, and this uneasiness became more and more intense.

Especially when I saw the ink talk disk sitting on the ground, the Daoist spell that Mo Yan read out of the mouth is a curse of the soul.

I was surprised, and then looked at Xiao Jian straight and straight body, I suddenly understood some, that is, Wei Lao wanted to use the soul of ink to control Xiao Jian's body.

“No!”I quickly shouted cold words.

First of all, let's not say whether the ink can control the body of Xiao Jian, it is said that the ink is out of the soul, if the old man does something while he is not ready to say something to the ink, then all this will be finished.

"Boy, if you want to be shocked, you can continue to scream."The old man said to me in displeasure.

“You old puff, the old man killed you!”I was furious, and if Mo said to do these things for me, then I would rather die.

In the sound of a blast, I rushed over, stretched out my hand to the old man's neck and choked it.

But before the old man's neck was choked, the old man's cold grunt came out, and a fist waved at me, and his fist hit my chest hard.

This fist hit my chest, it felt like a big hammer, a tingling in the chest, and the whole person immediately knelt on the ground.

"It's a foregone conclusion, and you'd better not to suffer."The old man spoke coldly, and his eyes revealed a hint of resentment.

I wanted to stand up, and the fat man thought I was going to fight with old Wei, rushed to me, stretched out his hand to lift me up, and shook his head at me.

"This old fellow is not you and I can deal with, don't look for bitterness, the soul of the ink has gone out, you don't want to make ink uncomfortable, just wait and see it."The fat man whispered in my ear.

Listen to the fat man, I tightly bit my teeth, I don't blame others, blame me Ye Le has no ability.

Watching his lover pay so much for himself, and he can only look at it with a two hundred and five.

The fat man looked at me gradually calmed down, the fat man spit out a breath, stretched out his hand and patted me on the back, "Gentleman revenge ten years is not too late, this old man will die in my fat old man's hand."

I laughed bitterly in my heart, the strength that Wei Lao had shown before was completely inconsistent with the present, and if he was not mistaken, this guy would show weakness in order to make us take it lightly.

"One soul, two souls, three souls into the body, six ways."The old man said, holding the bell and shaking, and the bell made a clenched sound.

I watched the soul of Mo Yan enter the body of Xiao Jian.

“The body!”The old man's hand in the bell suddenly covered the ground, and there was an extra piece of spirit letter paper in his hand, and the spirit letter paper was suddenly thrown, and the spirit letter paper burned up, and the old man threw the spirit letter paper under the bell.

“Shut up,” a squealing sound came from behind me.

I turned my head and looked over behind me, only to see Xiao Jian’s head constantly on the slate.

I have to say that the head of the millennium zombie is hard, the slate is broken, this head is nothing.

"Fat man, can the soul of Mo Yan really suppress Xiao Xia Xia?"I said in a loud voice.

The fat man shook his head and sighed, and looked at my eyes.

I looked at the fat man's eyes, and my heart grew out of a nameless fire, and held out my hand to grab the fat man's collar, "Do you have anything to hide from me, you are still not my brother Ye Le."

"The soul of Mo Yan is fighting with the soul of Xiao Sword, if Mo Yan can't fight Xiao Jian then..." Speaking of this, the fat man could not say it anymore and shut his mouth.

My heart became more and more uneasy, especially looking at the fat mother-in-law's mother, they were about to kill me, and shouted at the fat man: "So what!"

“Then the soul of Mo Yan will fly away!”The fat man said hoarsely.

I heard the soul flying away these four words, and my ass was sitting on the ground, only the head of Xiao Jian hit the ground and made a dull thump.