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Chapter 78 Turn Your Face

The man in the blood robe actually asked about Han Ming's origin, which made Han Ming a little confused. He always thought that the man in the blood robe was following him from the spy camp, but now the man in the blood robe didn't know his origin!

Han Ming carefully observed the expression of the man in the blood robe. He found that the man in the blood robe did not seem to be lying, and he really didn't know his origin.

However, Han Ming was very cautious. He did not rule out that the man in the blood robe said this just to confuse him. Therefore, he threw the man in the blood robe aside and then made up lies on his own. What he needed to do now is to delay time and prevent the man in the blood robe from directly attacking him.

"The boy is called Qin Yi. It's better if my family is very young. This time I came to the 100,000 mountains to look for herbs with my brother, but accidentally saw a giant tomb rushing out from the rain. The boy and my brother went in to take a look, but there were a few ghosts and zombies in the giant tomb. These evil things are powerful, so my brother and I escaped from the giant tomb. But I didn't expect that those evil things actually chased them out, so we had to escape separately." Han Ming's tone was extremely sincere, and when he mentioned the evil things in the giant tomb, he felt a little scared, as if that was true.

Han Ming was secretly proud of his lies. His level of making lies is still very high. He has always known that lies must be half true and half false, so that he can be extraordinary. Moreover, he not only knows how to make lies, but his performance is also very good, at least there will be no obvious loopholes.

"Giant grave! There are ghosts?" The man in the blood robe suddenly became aware of what Han Ming said. No wonder a trace of his mark on the body of the female ghost appeared on this kid. It was probably a mark that this kid fought with the female ghost in the ancient tomb, and accidentally touched the mark. After all, the evil magic of ghost cultivators is more evil and unpredictable than the Taoist magic.

When the man in blood robe injured Chun'er, he guessed that Chun'er came from an ancient tomb, because Chun'er's ghost body exuded a strong tomb aura, which did not look like a human ghost pet.

Moreover, Han Ming did not have a Yin bag for ghost pets, and there was no Yin energy to raise ghosts on his body. So the first moment he looked at Han Ming, he eliminated the possibility that the female ghost was Han Ming's ghost pet. What's more, if the female ghost was here, the mark he planted could not have been the only one of these sensing.

But the incident was beyond the expectations of the man in the blood robe. He didn't know that the hairpin in Chun'er was hiding had the ability to isolate people to investigate, which made him unable to accurately sense Chun'er's traces, and could only have a faint sense.

"There are such evil tombs in these 100,000 mountains. Even the middle-level monks like the little brother cannot solve the problem. I don't know where the younger brother's brother is. If you are chased by those ghosts, you will have the worries of life." The man in the blood robe raised his eyebrows and continued to ask in a deep voice.

"I'm worried for a while. When the ghosts chased me, the sky was getting brighter. I think those ghosts still dare not commit crimes in the scorching sun. Moreover, my brother's cultivation is much higher than that of the boy, so I don't think there will be any danger." Han Ming said in a sincere tone.

"It's good that the brother of the little brother is not in danger, but the ghosts in that evil grave are really a disaster. Eliminating these ghosts that harm people is the responsibility of us practitioners. I don't know if my little brother is willing to inform me of the place of the evil grave. I'm willing to eradicate those evil things." The man in the blood robe said righteously, as if a righteous spirit was surging out.

"Senior wants to eliminate those evil things, but the evil things are extremely powerful. Senior is sure." Han Ming showed a hint of hesitation.

"It's okay, the martial arts I practice specifically restrains ghosts and can't make any waves. Besides, ordinary ghosts are afraid of the noon sunshine. This is a good way. Just tell me." The man in the blood robe laughed.

In fact, the man in the blood robe didn't take the ghost zombies mentioned by Han Ming at all, because Han Ming, a black boy at the fifth level of Qi training, could escape. I think those ghosts were not very powerful. It was very easy to catch some ghosts at the peak of the sixth level of Qi training.

Moreover, the man in the blood robe also had an extremely powerful support. He had a mid-level spiritual weapon left by his master before he transformed. He really acted as a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training. He could still be easily captured by burning some ghosts.

Besides, even if those ghost zombies are really amazing, he can still let the two thousand secret spies from Jiayue Kingdom lift the lonely grave and expose the evil things to the scorching sun. As long as there are no ghosts that condense the ghost body, they will not be left to slaughter!

"Since my seniors are compassionate and want to eliminate harm for the people, I will no longer stop them. The location of the evil tomb is about two days northwest. There is an eagle-shaped mountain there, and a wide river next to it, which is easy to find." Han Ming said with a sincere face.

"Okay, little brother, the snake I raised before accidentally hurt you. I'm really sorry, but unfortunately there are no objects on my body to compensate. I wonder if I want to go to the evil grave with me to eradicate those evil things. If my little brother doesn't want to, then leave by yourself." The man in the blood robe smiled and gave up a way. It seemed that he wanted to let Han Ming go.

Seeing this, Han Ming's pupils shrank. He tried his best to keep his face unchanged and said, "I saw that the scenery in this cave is very beautiful, so I want to stay here for two days to rest. I don't want to leave yet. If you want to leave to eliminate evil spirits, then you can leave first."

The man in the blood robe turned around in the cave, touched a half-meter-long stalactite with one hand, and then said lightly: "Haha, the scenery here is natural, it is indeed a wonder, it is a good place to bury bones. You guys, are you right?"

The man in the blood robe turned his head and looked at Han Ming with a smile, revealing his white teeth, but it looked very gloomy under the faint fluorescent light. After laughing, the man in the blood robe disappeared instantly.

Han Ming's eyes were always staring at the man in the blood robe, and he didn't dare to relax at all. Now the man in the blood robe disappeared in an instant. He called out a secretly bad, and immediately shouted loudly, as if a crazy lion was roaring. At the same time, his feet moved and quickly ran away from the place.

Han Ming once found a lion roar in the Zhu family's book collection tower. He practiced it for several months on his leisure time, but he didn't expect that he could only practice it to a small success level and could not achieve the level of ordinary people bleeding and dying from their seven orifices by just roaring.

His cultivation to a small success can only make people lose their minds for a short time. Now the situation is critical, and Han Ming has used this three or four months of lion roar skill without hesitation.

After running for more than ten feet apart, Han Ming stopped and looked coldly at the position where he was standing, his expression became a little gloomy and unstable.

At this time, the man in the blood robe appeared there with a look of surprise, and then he smiled slowly, "Brother, you should be a mortal martial arts secret skill. It made me lose my mind for a short time. It's quite interesting. If you use it in the fight, it will indeed have some unexpected effects. However, this secret skill can only work once. Now I am alert, I am afraid it won't work!"

After the man in the blood robe said that, he ignored Han Ming's answer, but began to sing and began to make seals on his hands quickly. Then he waved his hand and threw something like a blade out and flew straight towards Han Ming.

The blade appeared in front of Han Ming in just a flash, and then it cut into Han Ming's abdomen again.

Han Ming was almost sobered by the blade that he almost flew out of the sky. He subconsciously grabbed the nearest stalagmites beside him, and then used all his strength to stagger his body and avoided the blade. However, at this time, a two-inch wound had been opened on his abdomen, and blood flowed out as if he didn't have money. Fortunately, the wound was not too deep and had not cut his internal organs.

Han Ming looked at the few stalagmites behind him, but found that the stalagmites that were blocking the blade's way forward were all cut off. These stalagmites were originally very strong, but in front of the blade, he was as fragile as tofu. Han Ming couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Hmph, I can't even avoid the Wind Blade technique. It seems that I had overestimated you before. Just die here obediently. It's really a sin to destroy my protective magic weapon. I said that I must do it if I want to pull you out of my soul." The man in the blood robe had a ferocious face, and there was no such kindness as before.

In fact, the man in the blood robe was indeed very angry. The magic weapon that could protect himself was extremely precious. As long as he had that magic weapon, he would have an extra life, but now he was ruined by a young boy. How could he not let him get angry?

The blood-robed man moved his fingers and another wind blade was thrown out, but he threw out a wind blade. The blood-robed man did not stop. He moved his hands and threw out two more wind blades, followed the wind blade in front and flew straight towards Han Ming.

Three wind blades flashed before Han Ming again, but this time Han Ming was prepared in advance. He stepped on the stone wall and jumped out again, drilling through the wind blade in an extremely strange posture.

The man in the blood robe frowned, but smiled strangely in an instant. He pinched his hands and the three wind blades that had already avoided him turned around and flew towards Han Ming, no slower than before.

Han Ming had not seen the three wind blades before, but it was a little late after seeing them. If he hadn't rolled around with a lazy donkey on the spot, he would have been almost cut off the three wind blades.

However, although Han Ming escaped, a wound on his back was opened, which was even more terrifying than his abdomen, and more blood was flowing out.

Before Han Ming could breathe a sigh of relief, the three wind blades turned around and flew straight towards Han Ming, with the tendency to not give up until Han Ming was killed.

Han Ming suddenly used his skills, and the muscles near the wound instantly bulged, squeezed the two terrifying wounds into a gap, temporarily stopping the flowing blood.

Han Ming used his hands and feet, constantly rushing from one stalagmites to another. At this time, his light body technique and the mysterious step were used together. His figure was like a ghost, which made the three wind blades unable to catch up with him for a short time.
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