Long Live Hades

Chapter 93

Wang Xiaoming looked around and had nothing to do for a while.

Looking around, he felt curious everywhere, he had never seen such a precious calligraphy and painting.

Look left, look right, but they don't have any artistic skills, they can't see anything at all.

The painted shrimps are pretty, but they are not edible, so they are of no use to him.

Not long after that, Sebastian came out from inside, and said to Wang Xiaoming and the others: "It's getting late, please make the formation as soon as possible."

"Let's go?" Wang Xiaoming said, he lifted Zhang Wei up with a figurine, put Chu Xuanyuan on his shoulder, and said to the little Taoist priest.

The little Taoist sighed helplessly, then nodded silently.

Standing up, the three of them walked out, and re-passed through the hell on the first floor to the outside of the venue.

"Generally speaking." The little Taoist escaped from the backpack behind him and said with a map: "In the four corners of the villa, I will arrange four formations. All you need to do is stand These four corners."

With that said, the little Taoist took out four more walkie-talkies.

"Let's start the formation at twelve o'clock." The little Taoist gave each of them one. "I'm starting to set up the formation now, and then you don't need to do anything, just stand in the circle I stipulated.

"En." Wang Xiaoming nodded, and then saw that there was a big swimming pool in the opposite villa. His thoughts immediately drifted to the usefulness, and he said hastily to the little Taoist priest, "I'll leave this to you, I'm going to do some more difficult things."

With that said, Wang Xiaoming ran towards that useful place.

The little Taoist watched Wang Xiaoming's disappearing figure, and silently took out a small wooden sword from his bag.

"No, I can't beat him to death. As a person born out of the world, I can't have murderous intentions, and I can't kill him." The little Taoist seemed to be trying to persuade himself, and put the thing back into the bag.

He sighed helplessly, and then began to arrange the formation according to the map.

Wang Xiaoming told the owner of that villa that he was a guest of Sunshine and wanted to play in the water.

The hundreds of villas here are all the authors of Sunshine. After hearing that it was Sunshine's guest, they brought Wang Xiaoming into the house very respectfully, and then offered delicious food and drinks.

Time flies and fast.

It was already six o'clock when they came, Wang Xiaoming played in the water for a while, ate ten catties of spicy crayfish, the sky gradually darkened, when Wang Xiaoming was watching the latest update of One Piece, the little Taoist appeared.

"Hey, hey, you're living a good life!" The corners of the little Taoist's eyes twitched.

He silently took out the wooden sword from before, and walked towards Wang Xiaoming.

"No, I've worked really hard!" Wang Xiaoming turned around, his hands were twitching constantly, and his lips were obviously swollen.

"What's going on here?" The little Taoist was terrified.

"Spicy crayfish, it's too difficult to peel off the skin. I ate ten catties in a row, and then my hands are like this." Wang Xiaoming looked aggrieved.

The little Taoist almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He tossed and tossed there for three or four hours. He was like raising an old man here, eating crayfish and getting cramps in his hands.

Let’s talk about being angry, he is indeed angry, but he is here to enjoy his own hard work, but talking about being angry, he still wants to laugh, after all, there are not many people who can eat such pain and so tragically.

"Forget it, get your seats quickly, the yellow man is coming soon, twelve o'clock is the time when the yin energy is at its strongest, and he is the strongest at that time, he will definitely come to kill that Wu Guang at this time.

"Okay." Wang Xiaoming nodded.

The two went out, and then the little Taoist seemed to realize something suddenly: "By the way, where are the other two?"

"Fuck! It's broken, I forgot them in the underground garage, I think it's quiet there, suitable for them to sleep..." Wang Xiaoming said.

The little Taoist didn't know what to say for a while, and was speechless for a while.

This Wang Xiaoming... is really too fucking unreliable!

If the house is messy, don’t say anything, even your own partner will forget?

This is no longer a question of whether it is reliable or not, this Wang Xiaoming is a fucking mentally handicapped ah!

Wang Xiaoming came back soon, and then the three quickly returned to their positions.

"Let's start, can you hear the walkie-talkie?" The four people are all in different places, and Wang Xiaoming's location is on a manhole cover.

A voice came from the walkie-talkie, and then Wang Xiaoming hurriedly replied: "Keep down, they are still sleeping..."

The little Taoist didn't bother to say anything, as long as they didn't make a few moves, nothing would happen.

At night, it is very quiet, and you can hear a needle falling.

However, three grunts came from the walkie-talkie and reached the little Taoist's ears.

The little Taoist gritted his teeth and endured it. Seriously, if God gave him another chance, he would never choose to come to Universal Firm. If he wanted to add a time limit to this idea, then he hoped it would be 1 years!

Just when the little Taoist was complaining in his heart, he saw a yellow beam of light coming from the sky, and then quickly rushed towards the house.

At the same time, the bell next to the little Taoist rang, and the little Taoist realized that he was coming!

He chanted the spell with both hands, and then a blue barrier appeared in an instant.

"Monster! Go to hell!" The little Taoist yelled, and then the blue light became brighter.

But there was no movement from inside.

The little Taoist felt surprised for a while, logically there should be a scream or something at this time, indicating that the yellow man was dead.

Or, the yellow-skinned child produced a yellow ray of light, fought against his own blue ray for a while, and then let out a final wail, in reality he was dead.

There is no movement at all, what's going on?Is the machine stuck?

"What's going on here?" The little Taoist put a puppet on the ground, and that puppet could take his place temporarily, but only for half an hour.

The little Taoist just thought of an idea, and now he must prove it as soon as possible.

You know, if Huang Pizi had become a ghost possessed by a person, then he might still survive.

He set up his sister on the second floor, and Sunshine will definitely be fine, but those dead on the first floor may be on the street!

"It's broken, it's broken." She was so small that she seemed to be walking outside.

He now wants to discuss with the other three people what to do now.

However, just after stepping out of that aperture, a yellow light flashed.

"Hey, what is this?" Wang Xiaoming said looking at the blue barrier above the sky.

"This seems to be a formation."