The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 978: Little ghosts are also greedy for money 1

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Chapter 978 Little ghosts are also greedy for money 1

Wang Meng wants to try their Jinliang. If they can't do these two impermanences, Wang Meng will be locked up by these two ghosts and taken away. Who knows if He Long will spoil him?

Although He Long pretended to be very real, would Wang Meng believe it?

If he doesn't want to try Ma Yi Shu, will He Long succeed so easily?

However, in the next second, Wang Meng was completely dumbfounded, and what scared the dead soul was out of his body.

I saw Ma Hei Wuchang facing Wang Meng who was attacking, and suddenly he let out a sigh of relief at Wang Meng.

A puff of black smoke sprayed towards Wang Meng.

Not good!

Suddenly, Wang Meng's hairs were standing upside down, and the alarm bell sounded. Wang Meng was about to dodge. However, the black smoke fell on Wang Meng as fast as lightning.

In an instant, Wang Meng was enveloped in black smoke.

The black smoke turned into a **** net in the blink of an eye, trapping Wang Meng.

Wang Meng tried to break free, but found that the black net was tightening. I can't move anymore.

Wang Meng is terrified, what kind of weird skill is this?

Wang couldn't move fiercely, couldn't make a sound, his eyes were frozen.

"In the face of black and white impermanence, all resistance is in vain, you big idiot!" Bai Wuchang seemed to be willing to talk, but he was unwilling to work. At this moment, he stood beside him, looking at Wang Meng and said, expressionless.

At this time, the chains of black and white impermanence have fallen on Wang Meng's head, and he wants to wrap his neck.

Bai Wuchang's voice just fell,

Suddenly, Boom, the blood-stained black chain that was about to put on Wang Meng's neck was suddenly blown off.

The chain returned to Heiwuchang's hands.

The **** net on Wang Meng's body has not changed, it still exists.

"Yangshou hasn't arrived yet?" Hei Wuchang's tone was shocked.

Wang Meng was also shocked at this time. It turned out that the black and white impermanence couldn't take him away before his life was over.

Wang Meng is happy. Just...

"The boy from the Mai family did it again." Bai Wuchang said, his tone dissatisfied.

"This kid, are we errands?" Hei Wuchang was dissatisfied with the number of pages.

"Well. I told the kid back that the labor costs have increased. Our prices here have risen, and our wages have not risen. If we don't make some extra money, how can we live? Old rules. Throw him into the valley of the dead, wait He is dead, let's take him away again. Looking back to the Mai Yi boy for labor expenses. If he gives less this time, we won't cooperate with him next time." Bai Wuchang said.

Wang Meng didn't understand what their old rules meant, but he knew it was definitely not a good place.

Bai Wuchang's words made Wang Meng a little dumbfounded.

It seems that the social atmosphere in the underworld and the yang is the same!

Bai Wuchang said, an extra white cloth pocket appeared in his hand, and Wang Meng was put on his head and feet.

After that, Bai Wuchang picked up Wang Meng and left.

Walking like flying, it seems that Wang Meng has no weight.

The black and white impermanence fluttered to the top of the mountain, and reached the top of the mountain, in front of which was the abyss.

Wow!

As soon as Bai Wuchang threw the white cloth bag, Wang Meng dropped his head from the bag and fell off the cliff.

"End of life!" Bai Wuchang seemed satisfied.

"Sit and wait to collect the money! Chatter!" Hei Wuchang laughed strangely.

Black impermanence and white impermanence are gone.

Wang Meng was thrown into the abyss, his head down, and he fell extremely fast.

At this time, Wang Meng's body can still move, because the black net is still binding him.

The depth of the abyss is invisible and black. I don't know how deep it is or what structure is underneath. If it is a place of stone, Wang Meng will undoubtedly die.

Wang Meng, with his big head down, was frightened to death.

Wang Meng's mental energy quickly burst out and explored the surroundings.

It's just that the more he explored, the more frightened Wang Meng was.

He found that this was a bottomless pit, unable to reach the end.

Wang Meng was in a hurry, did he just die like this?

Wang Meng didn't believe that he died so easily.

Black and white impermanence said that his life is not yet reached, how could he die?

Wang Meng was anxious to find wisdom, and began to search the memory of He Long who had been stolen.

He Long's memory is messy, Wang Meng doesn't look at the other things, just looks for the key.

The falling speed was very fast, Wang Meng was very anxious, afraid that he would fall to the end, and fell to his death.

More than half an hour passed before Wang Meng, sweating profusely, finally found what he needed.

Wang Meng didn't touch the ground for half an hour, which shows how deep the abyss is.

Fortunately, the abyss is deep enough, otherwise, Wang Meng will undoubtedly die. . .

"The heavens and the earth are spirits, and the bounds leave!" Wang Meng was able to move, but could not make a sound, he said silently in his heart.

Boom!

A puff of black smoke rises from Wang Meng's body.

The black net disappeared.

Wang Meng can move.

Wang Meng turned over with a harrier, head and feet down.

Sure enough!

Wang Meng broke out in a cold sweat, and it was very hanged. Fortunately, he peeped into He Long's memory for the first time, otherwise, the consequences would be difficult to show. He fell to his death if he didn't do well.

Wang Meng cursed in his heart, this He Long is a scam, with a kind face in front of the wind chimes, in fact, this kid is sinister and cunning, this is to play with his own rhythm.

Wang Meng was furious.

There must be no desire to kill, and no desire to defend against others. We don't take the initiative to kill people, but people want to kill you. If you don't kill him, it will cause endless harm.

Wang Meng had a murderous intention on He Long.

Wang Meng is intent on killing, as long as he can get out alive, He Long will be killed.

This kid is too bad.

Wang Meng is also worried that Feng Chime and Long Feiyun will meet the cunning way of He Long.

Wang Meng had to admit that the Mai family's technique was unique and refreshing.

Mai Yi's technique is really powerful, and it will definitely be used if it is accidental.

He is not worried about Lord Hammer, he will drop for ten times, and Lord Hammer can't be okay.

Secondly, Wang Meng has concluded that He Long’s approach to the wind chimes is definitely not at first sight. Love is so simple, this kid is deceiving!

Wang Meng cursed black and white impermanence, these two things actually throw the living people into the valley of the dead?

For the sake of money, it is too unprofessional.

The Valley of the Dead, as the name suggests, people are dead, not ghosts.

Of course, you become a ghost when you die.

"The ghost's command: Five ghosts are coming, please!" Wang Meng suddenly pinched his left hand and shouted in his heart.

He is using the sackcloth technique to bring in a few little ghosts to support himself, otherwise, even if he moves freely, no matter how great his skill is, he will not be able to live if he falls down at such a high altitude.

Wang Meng also wants to try this hemp trick to use ghosts, so that's not it?

In just over a minute, woo woo woo, five grieving ghost howls, suddenly came from the depths of the abyss, and five swaying ghost fires swayed from the bottom to the top.

Apparently five little ghosts were recruited.

It's so good?

Wang Meng's heart is hairy, and he is even more afraid of the Mai technique.

The five little ghosts are all in black robes, but they all have their faces exposed, and their faces are human faces. They are all different, but their skins are pale and pale, without blood.

The five little ghosts are here, but they circle around Wang Meng, seemingly interested in Wang Meng, a living person.

"Hurry!" Wang Meng shouted in his heart, and repeated the left hand printing technique twice.

But the five little ghosts remained expressionless, but together they stretched out their pale hands to Wang Meng.

What are you doing?

Wang Meng was taken aback.

"Give me the money!" said one of the big-headed ghosts.

Not seeing his mouth open, but his voice echoed in Wang Meng's mind. It seems that they often see living people and know that they are here and cannot speak.

This is the sound transmission of the soul, ghosts, only souls.

Huh?

I'm grass, and ghosts recognize money? Need money to save people?

Wang Meng dumbfounded!