The God of Wealth is Bankrupt

Jiang Yuan walked along the corner, step by step, in addition to his light footsteps, he also heard another sound.

Jiang Yuan stopped.

Suddenly, he turned back.

A figure appeared.

The two looked at each other in the dark, and for a long time, the man said, "Who?"

Jiang Yuan has a very good memory, and when he heard this word, he met the owner of the voice. He relaxed slightly and asked, "Who are you?"

The man was silent for a while.

"Master Jiang?"

"Wu Shaoxia has a good memory."

Wu Dahan was silent for a second, and it could be seen that he was relieved.

"The same goes for Cult Master Jiang." He said, "It's so late, what is Cult Master Jiang doing here?"

Jiang Yuan: "What are you doing here again?"

Wu Dahan: "..."

Wu Dahan was silent for a while, and came to Jiang Yuan on the sound of rustling footsteps.

The two finally barely saw each other.

It was very dark in the middle of the night.

The pale and pale moonlight fell on the person, and the face that lined it was pale and scary.

Wu Dahan lowered his voice and said, "To tell the truth, Sect Leader Jiang, I just... I felt like someone was staring at me outside the window for a long time, and I came out to take a look..."

Jiang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Suddenly, Jiang Yuan dodged sideways, avoiding the dagger that the opponent suddenly stabbed!

Jiang Yuan stretched out his hand and firmly grasped Wu Dahan's hand holding the dagger. The strength in his hand was enough to break the opponent's wrist, but he asked with a smile, "Wu Shaoxia, what is this doing?"

"This leader has no hobby of voyeurism."

At this time, Jiang Yuan still didn't show any mercy: "What's more, you are like this, what is there for me to peep at?"

Wu Dahan did not speak.

Jiang Yuan's strength was so heavy that he didn't seem to be able to feel it, and stabbed forward with no pain at all.

Not right.

Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth, and kept on doing it. He squeezed the wrist of Wu Dahan's hand holding the dagger and twisted it.

With a 'click' sound, it broke.

The dagger fell to the ground, and in the quiet night, it made a harsh rubbing sound with the ground.

Wu Dahan's wrist was twisted, but he still didn't cry in pain. The hand that was twisted and broken in a weird posture didn't seem to belong to him.

Jiang Yuanqu grabbed his neck with his fingers.

"Who are you?"

"..."

Jiang Yuan's expression turned cold, and he said "click" again.

This time it was his neck that broke.

Jiang Yuan let go, and the man fell to the ground powerless, making a dull sound.

He watched coldly.

This person is not Wu Dahan.

When he touched Wu Dahan's skin just now, it was cold and dry.

Today, he specially observed that Wu Dahan's body matched his hand very well, and there was no shrinkage at all.

Last time, the Wu Dahan he saw in the inn was mixed with true and false.

Unless... he has the ability to change his body shape in a short period of time.

As far as he knows, there is only one bone-shrinking exercise, and it has very strict body shape requirements. And Bone Shrinking Gong will not shrink a person.

Jiang Yuan squatted down on one knee, and lightly raised his chin with the index finger of his left hand.

Looking at the moonlight for a while, Jiang Yuan's eyes narrowed, he found the deeper trace in his right hand, and tore off the human skin mask.

An unfamiliar, somewhat scary face was revealed...

It is very inconsistent with his sturdy physique. This man has only a layer of dry skin sticking to the bones on his entire face.

I don't know how the human skin mask is attached...

I'm afraid this person is already dead...

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