I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

After discussing for a long time, there is no reason to discuss it. We know so much about the ghost king Zongla.

As for his true strength, that will only be known after a fight.

The plan is not as fast as the change, and then we have to play it by ear according to the situation.

Afterwards, we finalized the matter and planned to fly directly to Phuket Airport in Thailand tomorrow morning before making further plans.

With a restless heart, I didn't sleep well all night.

Uncle Huzi has already booked a flight ticket to Phuket, Thailand in advance, so he must not be allowed to go with him this time, let alone him, even we may not be able to come back in full.

Early the next morning, when we were about to leave, Zhao Yangui told us another thing.

Now no one dares to approach the small island where Ghost King Zongla lives, but Wan Luozong has sent people to monitor him all the time on the small island where Ghost King Zongla lives, and there are people on several nearby small islands. trend.

From the current point of view, everything is normal. The ghost king Zongla is on the island and has never left.

If there is no accident, we will be able to reach the nearby islands that night, and we will decide whether to do it or not depending on the situation.

I'm about to leave soon, and I'm still excited.

The seven of us teamed up, and we don't know if we can kill this Thai master.

After breakfast, we went straight to the airport.

At this time, Uncle Hu's extended version of Lincoln played a big role, and all seven of us could sit away.

On the way, Uncle Hu was nagging and talking a lot along the way, telling me to be careful, if I couldn't beat him, I would just run away, the most important thing is to live.

This time, I didn't feel bored, just felt very warm.

For so many years, Uncle Hu Zi, the double-flower red stick of the Tiandihui, used to not even know how to wash clothes, and was a groom every night. Since I went, he has been a father and a mother, taking care of me in every possible way. Treat me as a family member, and I am the same.

In any case, I must live, because there are still a few months before I can go to Jiushan Village to meet my parents.

For this, I must survive, kill the ghost king Zongla, and not let him become a stumbling block on my way.

After arriving at the airport, Uncle Huzi seemed to never see me anymore, he took my arm and gave me many instructions, his eyes were red.

When we got to the airport lobby, Uncle Hu Zi was still standing at the door and looked at me from a distance. I suddenly thought of my mother. Xiaopang told me before that my mother often ran to the entrance of the village alone. She stared at the way I was going home, and stayed there for a long time. She was always looking forward to my going home.

Uncle Hu Zi is probably in the same situation as my mother at that time.

I have had a lot of fate in my life. I have to go through eighteen kalpas, but I have only passed six kalpas.

Even if I die, I don't regret it, at least I have been here, at least there are so many people who care about me and miss me, I feel the most sincere feelings in this world.

Parental love, brotherhood, and the eight-tailed fox who has always protected me. I don't know if the eight-tailed fox is in love with me, but I have loved her deeply.

Just because at that moment, she resolutely ran to the thunder pool and blocked the thunder for me, in this life, it is impossible for me to have another woman.

She is willing to die for me, so how can I bear to let her down.

Even if I can't see each other for a lifetime, like Tang Cheng, I only stick to one thought, and I think it's worth it.

Since the moment I saw the eight-tailed fox helping me to block the thunder, I finally realized Tang Cheng's good intentions.

In the final analysis, Tang Cheng and I are almost the same kind of people.

With the huge roar of the plane, we rose to an altitude of [-] meters.

Before boarding the plane, we put all the magic tools in the sloppy Taoist priest's Qiankun eight treasure bag, so that we can pass through the security check easily.

After arriving at the place, we will take out the magic weapon, which is much more convenient.

It's not a loss to exchange a roasted sweet potato for a treasure.

I don't know if the old red-haired thief roasted and ate the sweet potato, it must taste delicious.

It suddenly occurred to me that the sloppy Taoist priest who had mentioned my name to the old red-haired thief would come to Yanbei to settle accounts with me after he found out that the ten-thousand-year sacon fruit was fake.

Let him go, if you dare to come to Yanbei, you will die.

That guy doesn't look too smart, he probably didn't expect that there are so many masters by my side in Yanbei.

A few hours later, we landed at Phuket Airport.

A group of people walked out of the airport, Zhao Yangui led us out, and went straight to the parking lot, and then a man in a floral shirt trotted over. This man was in his thirties. An employee from Jidao specially came to meet us.

He said his name is Xiong Da, a Thai Chinese who has lived in Thailand for more than 20 years, and has worked in Wanluozong for more than ten years.

As soon as he saw us, Xiong Da came over to greet him, and said politely to Zhao Yangui: "Zhao Gongfeng, I came here specially to pick you up, should you go to the hall first, or go directly to the island?"

"Is Brother Liu at the hall?" Zhao Yangui asked.

"No, he is now on a small island in Similan, personally arranging people to monitor the movements of the ghost king Zongla. This is a big deal, and Hall Master Liu dare not neglect it." Xiong Da said with a smile.

"Then don't go to the hall, go directly to Brother Liu." Zhao Yan returned.

Xiong Da agreed, let me board a nine-seater large business car, and went straight to the vicinity of the Andaman Sea.

It can be seen that Wan Luozong is very concerned about dealing with the ghost king Zongla this time.

Not only did they only send two masters to follow us, but they also used Wan Luozong's hall in Thailand to help us with some trivial matters. As a result, we got into a lot of trouble.

As expected of Wan Luozong, if they do business like this, who will get rich if they don't get rich?

After more than two hours, we arrived at a pier by the sea. Xiong Da sent us here, only to find that there was already a boat waiting for us at the pier.

Xiong Da followed us onto the boat, and after another hour of boating, we arrived at a small island.

The island is not big, and there are not many people. Xiong Da took us to a relatively flat place in the middle of the island, where a tent was set up, and there were four or five people standing at the door of the tent, looking very alert. .

When Xiong Da led us to walk over, the few people saw Zhao Yangui and Su Wenzhu, and they all cupped their hands and called them very respectfully: "Zhao Gongfeng, Su Gongfeng..."

The identities of these two people are very honorable in Wanluozong, second only to the great priest Wang Aotian, even if they came to Thailand, the people here would not dare to neglect in the slightest.