I had no idea that this madman would be able to drag the ink into the water when he was injured.

“The word!”I quickly shouted.

My old uncle took it in the back and took a slap in the injured position of Ye Chushan.

This hand directly took Ye Chushan to fly out, the body fell heavily on the ground, and then motionless.

“The word, the word!”I went to the side of the ink, looked at the long sword on the belly of the ink, and I cried with a tear of my heart.

“Get out of here!”Mo said weakly.

I trembling and stretched out my hand, trying to pull out the long sword of the ink, but I found that I could not do it at all.

“Little leaves.”The fat man came up immediately and spoke to me.

"What pierced into the belly of the seven stars is the evil sword of the seven stars, the word is a demon, this long sword has a fatal injury to the word, and now if it is not pulled out, the ink is very dangerous."The fat three voices whispered.

With that, the fat man wrapped the broken sword with his clothes, suddenly pulled, and the ink said that it hurts a cold sweat.

Pulled out the broken sword, the fat man hastened to throw the broken sword out.

"How is it?"I hurried to speak.

"Ink words are special, there will be nothing, but the injury is added, and words such as short-term words cannot use any strength, just like waste people."The fat man whispered.

The medicine came out of his pocket and kept sprinkling on the wound of the stomach.

The wound in the stomach was stabbed out of the wound of the thumb, the blood kept pouring out, and after the fat man put the medicine, the blood was no longer flowing.

“Ye Chushan!”The weak mouth said.

I hurriedly turned over, at this time I found that there was a serious look of one person missing, and the old man Wei did not know where he had gone.

And Ye Chushan lay motionless on the ground, a sword just now, my uncle just a sword, my old uncle just now, were hit on Ye Chushan's body, even if this guy is strong, should not eat these attacks.

I looked closely, and I finally saw the old man.

The guy crouched in a corner, not knowing what he had got, and his face was full of excitement.

The old man quickly put it in his pocket, and then slowly came up to us, looking at the ink and the injured appearance of my uncle, Wei Lao looked up and laughed.

"Before I was a winner, now I am also a winner, the golden mask and Linglong emerald are always my own, that mysterious secret is also mine, for the sake of you help me, I will not kill you immediately, until I get things in hand, you will wait here to die."The old man laughed.

I saw the gold mask, but the old man said Lingling Emerald, I don't know what it was.

But after my uncle and ink words heard these four words, the expressions of the two people became very ugly, and their faces were full of incredulity.

"It's impossible, how can you get a linguist?"My uncle, with the help of my uncle, pointed to the old man and said haha.

The old man laughed coldly, and his right hand was thrown, and an emerald like a skull appeared in the old man's hand.

This skull looks very evil, look closely, it feels that this emerald is made of a lot of people's heads, the more you look at it, the more you look, feel a strong breath from the inside.

"With the golden mask, and then there is the emerald, and when I can get my hands on the undead again, the treasure is mine, and you are only my stepping stone."The old man laughed wildly.

The old man and Mo said they were dealing with Ye Chushan together, but the old man did not suffer too much at all.

With me and the fat man, and with this old guy can't do it.

Counting the old man is indeed a winner, I do not know whether this old man still has a bottom card.

As he spoke, the old man hurried to collect the emerald, and then walked toward Ye Chushan.

"Since he is dead, give the old man the golden mask."Old Wei squatted down, first tested the nose of Ye Chushan, saw that Ye Chushan had completely lost breath, and stretched out his hand to turn over Ye Chushan.

Then the non-stop groping on the body of Ye Chushan, this groping, Wei old man's face of joy immediately became ugly, his brows crumpled together, they were almost a word.

"How can it be that I see him hidden in his chest?"The old man whispered.

As he spoke, the old man's voice was a little urgent, and he extended his hand again and kept gropeping again.

Just when Wei Lao was preparing to explore the back of Ye Chushan, Ye Chushan's closed eyes quickly opened, his feet pedaled on the ground, turned over, and when he turned over, his right foot kicked the old man's neck.

These actions are done in one go, and the kicking of the past is even more flowing water, almost instantaneously completed.

Wei's old man looked surprised, and the old man did not think that Ye Chushan had used the method of deceit.

Just ready to make a defense, but who thinks that Ye Chushan's action is actually a fake action, not kicking Wei's neck, but kicking Wei's shoulder.

The foot directly in the right shoulder of the old man, directly kicked the old man Wei back.

At the same time as kicking back, Ye Chushan took a steel wire out of his pocket, and a tiger pounced on the old man, and the steel wire pointed directly at Wei Lao's neck.

"Because of your kind of goods, I also want God to hide and give the old man to die!"As soon as Ye Chushan twisted his hands, the whole person, like the gyro, turned around a circle, and the outline that tied the neck of Wei's old man was also instantly reversed.

He turned the old man's neck and bled directly, and the old man's voice sounded and extended his hand to beckon to us.

“Death!”Ye Chushan raised his hand and quickly pulled the steel wire, which directly broke Wei's old man's neck.

Gollum!

The old man's head rolled down from his neck, and the two eyes stared like cow's eyes, and they died.

“He is...dead!”The fat man pointed to the old man.

“Quick, don’t let him get a linguist!”My uncle hurried to my uncle and shouted at my uncle.

My old uncle rushed over quickly, but who knew that Ye Chushan was faster, and his hand reached into Wei's old man's sleeve, and then pulled, Linglong Emerald was immediately in his hand.

“Spirits spirit, people are up!”Ye Chushan stepped back, his hands merged together, and his right foot kept stepping on the ground.

My old uncle had not rushed to the front of Ye Chushan, the great grandfather we tied to death, eyes immediately opened, roared, cracked the fat red rope, stretched out his hand quickly towards my uncle.

My uncle stopped in order to avoid my grandfather's attack, and did not attack Ye Chushan.

Ye Chushan laughed loudly, put Linglong emerald in his pocket, his feet surging on the ground, his body jumped on the back of my grandfather, read the spell, my grandfather lifted his foot and flew in front.

"The mountain does not change, the water is flowing!"We will meet again, and then your heads will be my Ye Chushan!”

A cold and cold voice followed, and immediately after, Ye Chushan's figure could not be seen.