Zhang Jialiang, who was pulled by me, turned his head and looked at me in confusion and said, "Wenyuan is the only apprentice who can help me normally. If something happens to him, I, Jingmingdao, will be truly the last one."

"Wen Yuan is not your apprentice at all!" I looked at the pale Taoist Wen Yuan on the ground. Although he spitted out a mouthful of blood, it looked very miserable, but what I felt was that his blood was dry as soon as it fell on the ground, and the earth did not dyed red at all.

In other words, the blood Wenyuan vomited was fake, and I even suspected that Wenyuan was all fake.

"Wenyuan is my apprentice, I remember it very clearly." Zhang Jialiang said.

"Yes, my master has eleven disciples, and ten of them were killed by solid wood monsters. You also want me to be killed by solid wood monsters, right?" Wen Yuan shouted angrily at me.

"Eleven disciples, didn't you say you have twelve disciples? Think about it, who did you calculate too much?" I turned to look at Zhang Jialiang and said.

"Double, more, who's the one who's going to do it?"

Zhang Jialiang fell into deep thoughts again, and I looked at Dao Ren Wenyuan and said, "Don't pretend, that wood-eating monster can't steal our souls at all. There is no such easy soul in this world."

"Master, Master, save me, that wood-eating monster is going to kill me!" Taoist Wen Yuan ignored me, but knelt in front of Zhang Jialiang and said pitifully.

"ah!"

As the Taoist Wen Yuan spoke, the word "Dou" in the nine-character mantra hit the wood-eating monster again. These three characters are more powerful than the word. The moment the word "Dou" hit the wood-eating monster, the grimace on the face of the wood-eating monster, which was exactly the same as that of the Taoist Wen Yuan became extremely weak.

Behind that fading face, I saw the original appearance of the wood-eating monster, which was an empty cloth face!

Yes, it’s just a cloth face. Behind the face of Dao Ren Wenyuan, there is nothing else except a cloth.

"Wen Yuan!"

Wen Yuan was hit by the word "fight" and flew out directly, lay on the ground, motionless, and had less air intake and more air out.

"I'll open your coffin!"

Seeing that the Taoist Wen Yuan was about to die, Zhang Jialiang could no longer hold it back. He pushed my hand away and ran towards the place where Zhou Miao's coffin was, wanting to open Zhou Miao's coffin.

"You're still pretending, don't blame me for being rude!"

I was sure that this Wenyuan Taoist lying on the ground was not a human being. The moment Zhang Jialiang ran to Zhou Miao's coffin, I pulled out a blue sword behind Zhang Jialiang and stabbed him directly into Wen Yuan's chest.

"ah!"

Taoist Wen Yuan let out a shrill scream, which made Zhang Jialiang look back at me in shock.

After Zhang Jialiang saw that Wen Yuan’s chest was pierced, he stared at me with big eyes, looked at me in disbelief and said, “You, you, what are you doing?”

"Master... I can't be filial to you..." Before his death, Dao Ren Wen Yuan looked at Zhang Jialiang tightly.

His words of disciples cannot be filial to you, which made Zhang Jialiang look at me full of hatred. If it weren't for the special identity of my life, Zhang Jialiang would have killed me with a thunder trick.

"You, you, you..." Zhang Jialiang restrained him for a long time, pointed at me with a trembling finger and said, "If you leave here, I don't need your help. From now on, you should not be with Xu Nuo anymore. My teacher doesn't agree..."
Chapter completed!