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The moment those words left his mouth, the ring no longer hesitated. At this moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Treadmill's throat. He gradually exerted strength. Clearly, he was planning to directly crush Treadmill to death.

A hint of despair flashed across Treadmill's face. His body moved, as if he was trying to struggle out of it. "Uhh!" However, at this moment, Mo Wuji did not have any strength left in his entire body. Furthermore, he had a severely injured body, so how could he escape from the large palm-leaf hand of the Magic Ring?

Fang Jin, who was standing to the side, said, "Big brother, wait a moment."

"Eh?" Hearing Fang Jin's words, the Magic Ring couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. However, he quickly regained his senses and immediately stopped moving.

Regarding Fang Jin, the Magic Ring had a lot of respect for her. After all, the two of them had worked together before, and they had a clear understanding of Fang Jin's abilities as well as her magic ring.

Thus, when he heard Fang Jin's words, the first reaction of his magic ring was to obey.

He let go of Treadmill's right hand and slowly took two steps back. His eyes, which were the size of an ox's, were staring at Treadmill without any hesitation. As long as Treadmill tried to do anything rash, then what awaited him was the powerful attack of the ring.

He was obviously a smart person. When the ring's right hand loosened its grip on his throat, he didn't move at all. He only stood on the spot, breathing heavily.

After a long while, when his breathing had calmed down, he raised his head and looked at Fang Jin who was not far away. He asked softly, "You stopped him. What do you want to ask?"

Fang Jin smiled and nodded, "You're right." I stopped him. "I do want to ask you something."

Taking a light breath, Fang Jin said, "I think you're also very afraid of death. After all, it was better to die than to live. Now, I'll give you a chance to live. "

"You want me to go around Hu Lei? That's impossible." Try to answer immediately.

Fang Jin smiled and shook his head. "I understand. Because if you dare to let Hu Lei go, the little Shaman you mentioned will definitely not be able to avoid you. Am I right?"

Without waiting for an answer, Fang Jin continued, "If that's the case, then if we take care of that little Shaman, won't there be no one to look for trouble with you? Even if you go around Hu Lei again, I think no one will pursue the matter, right? "

After a moment of shock, his gaze quickly swept across Fang Jin and the magic ring, and a hint of disdain appeared on his face.

"It's not that I'm looking down on you. Just based on your strength alone, you guys want to deal with the little Shaman? You're really too inexperienced." Mo Wuji snorted lightly and said, "Although the level of the little Shaman is not very high in our Shaman Sect, his strength is definitely not something an ordinary person can compare with. You think you two can kill a little shaman? What kind of joke is this? "

After hearing the words spoken by the two powers, Fang Jin and the Magic Ring couldn't help but look at each other. Neither of them could see any fear in the other's eyes.

Fang Jin slightly smiled. Even though his cultivation level was not at the moment, that five minutes was more than enough to deal with the little Shaman. Thinking of this, Fang Jin softly said, "Whether we can kill the little Shaman is not something you need to worry about. After all, if we kill the little Shaman, it will only benefit you a lot, right? "So you just need to tell us where the little shaman is right now."

Hearing Fang Jin's words, he couldn't help but fall silent. Because, as Fang Jin said, whether they killed the little shaman or not, it did not do any harm to the trying.

If Fang Jin killed the little Shaman, it would also mean that he would no longer be in the control of the little Shaman. If Fang Jin and his magic ring were killed by the little Shaman, then the plan would naturally be safe.

Treadmill's expression was dark and uncertain. It was obvious that he was hesitating, but soon, Treadmill made up his mind.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Little Shaman, right now, you are in the slums of the west region. The first door after the second turn is the place where the little Shaman lives."

"Thank you very much." Fang Jin nodded her head, and after saying that sentence to Di Chen in a soft voice, she turned around and walked out without any hesitation.

Naturally, the magic ring would not let Fang Jin leave alone. At the same time, it lifted its feet and followed closely behind the magic ring.

The two of them walked out from the basement. As soon as they left, the magic ring stopped and pouted towards the metal door behind them. "Brother Fang Jin, what do we do with this guy?"

"Let him stay." Fang Jin pondered for a few seconds, "Maybe keeping him here will bring us unexpected benefits. After all, he is a member of the Shamanism and is much more familiar with it than us."

"Fine." The Magic Ring nodded unwillingly. The Magic Ring could be said to have a deep loathing for the Shamans. The reason why he had come to the Long White Mountain this time around was to deal with these fellows of the Shaman Church.

However, the Magic Ring did not expect that the Shamanism would be so powerful. He alone was unable to exterminate the Shamanism.

Although obeying Fang Jin's orders wouldn't kill Treadmill right now, it was impossible to attempt to leave while the two of them weren't around.

Before the magic ring left, it directly laid down a buddhist trap array at the entrance of the door. Wanting to use this seriously injured body to get out of this basement was simply wishful thinking.

The two left the vicinity of the basement in large strides. They quickly walked towards the slums that Treadmill had mentioned earlier.

The slum wasn't too far away from the basement where the magic ring was located. The two of them only walked for half an hour before arriving in front of the slums they had tried to talk about.

In this world, no matter how prosperous a place was, there would always be some poor people living there. This place was naturally no exception.

When the magic ring and Fang Jin arrived at the slums, they immediately saw the ragged and emaciated children standing at the slums' entrance.

All of these children had confused looks on their faces. The so-called happiness of childhood could not be found on them at all.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jin and the Storage Ring exchanged glances and sighed.

This kind of situation was quite common in China, but they couldn't do anything about it. After all, this situation couldn't be changed by just one or two people.

Shaking his head, Fang Jin suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind. He glanced at the magic ring beside him and said softly, "Magic ring, let's go and find that little Shaman."

"Right." The magic ring nodded slightly and looked deeply at the confused children. At this moment, it withdrew its gaze and without any hesitation, it started to move towards the location indicated by the magic ring.

The two of them quickly walked forward. After passing by an intersection, they finally found the little Shaman's residence.

A flash of light appeared in Fang Jin's eyes. She saw Fang Jin take a deep breath and look at the magic ring before extending his hand and slowly pushing open the door to the house.

With a creaking sound, the door was opened. The scene in the courtyard also appeared before Fang Jin's eyes.

The courtyard wasn't very big, and the facilities inside were very simple as well. It was just a stone table and a few stone stools. It was hard to imagine that the little Shaman of the Shaman Sect would actually live in such a place.

After all, the little Shaman from the Shaman Sect could be considered to be a capable individual. It was extremely easy for someone like him to use the power in his hands to gain some power.

As Fang Jin was puzzled, he couldn't help but turn to look at the magic ring beside him. At this moment, the magic ring was also looking at him with a puzzled expression.

It was obvious that the magic ring had thought of the same thing as Fang Jin, thinking that it was too incredible for a little Shaman to live here.

"Is he trying to deceive us?" The Storage Ring looked at Fang Jin beside him and could not help but speak softly.

Fang Jin pondered for a few seconds, and then gently shook his head, saying, "It shouldn't be right, because deceiving us won't benefit us in any way. On the contrary, let us deal with the little shaman, and that is what we really want to see. "Let's go. Don't think too much about it. Let's go in and meet this little Shaman."

After Fang Jin said this, he no longer had any hesitation. He lifted his foot and strode into the courtyard.

Just as he stepped into the courtyard, he had only taken a few steps when a cold voice rang out beside his ear.

"You two have guts to run over here!"

Following this cold voice, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Fang Jin and the magic ring.

Regardless of whether it was Fang Jin or their magic rings, the two of them could not clearly see how this fella appeared.

The two of them could not help but look at each other. They could see the solemness in each other's eyes.

Neither Fang Jin nor her magic ring were fools. The two of them knew clearly in their hearts that this middle-aged man had appeared before them without their being able to see him clearly. This was enough to prove the other party's strength.

Lightly taking in a breath, Fang Jin suppressed the shock in her heart. She stared at the middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared in front of her and asked in a deep voice, "You are the little Shaman of the Shamanism?"

"Why ask when you already know the answer?" The middle-aged man snorted, "Although I don't know who the two of you are, judging from the aura that you two emit, I think you two must have fought with one of our Shaman Sect members. In that case, you are the enemies! "

The moment the words left his mouth, the little Shaman took out a small drum and started beating it rapidly. The small drum in his hand was the magical equipment of the Shaman Cult, the Shaman Drum.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jin's expression changed. Without thinking, he shouted, "Be careful!"

The moment the Storage Ring saw the little Shaman appear, it was already on guard. Without any hesitation, it immediately brandished the staff in its hand and rushed towards the little Shaman.