The sun rises.
Under the plaque of [Nine Thousand Years Old], the blind man listened to the wind and walked away, only to hear a terrifying wind of energy.
The monster is entrenched in the mansion behind the door.
Just as the blind man was about to sneak in, he heard a familiar ringtone.
He turned around in surprise.
Bell slapped the blind man on the left side of his face, then she rubbed the blind man's face distressedly, took his hand and wrote.
"Do you think it's right to send me back?! I at least have to watch you leave, you stinking piece of wood."
The blind man was speechless and could only squeeze out one sentence: "Find an inn first."
"Yeah." Lingdang hummed softly, leading the blind man away.
——
Behind the Nine Thousand Years Mansion, the feminine man with white hair and white eyebrows held the tea cup for a long time without drinking. He just turned his neck and seemed to see the blind man and the bell through the door, window, courtyard wall, and "visually" the two of them left.
Putting down the tea cup, the green-robed steward picked up some snacks and threw them into his mouth, chewed them carefully, and swallowed them with the strong secretion of saliva.
"What two indescribable fragrances." The Grand Eunuch's voice was soft and his manners were elegant. He was lost in thought for a moment, then stood up and left his seat.
"Our family has never smelled such a fragrance."
After finishing speaking, he turned the candlestick on the table,
The screen behind him was opened, and the wall door was half-opened, revealing a secret passage.
There were waves of fishy wind coming from the secret passage.
"But it smells so good that it has to be a real meal. Let's eat something else to fill our stomachs first."
Wu Zhongxian talked to himself and walked into the secret passage.
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The blind man noticed something strange about the image in his brain and Tingfeng, and turned his head to face the Nine Thousand Years Mansion behind him.
Something was wrong just now.
Then, the images in his brain merged with Tingfeng's, and a strange appearance slowly unfolded on the Nine Thousand Years Mansion like a scroll, covering it.
There was rain of blood, fishy winds, piles of corpses, and seas of blood drifting.
A beautiful boy servant opened the door and was about to sweep with a bamboo broom.
But behind that door,
The sea of blood is vented and flowing.
The streets turned into pools of blood, which continued to swell.
The blind man reacted nervously and held the staff and knife.
But in the blink of an eye, this illusion retreated.
[Revival of spiritual energy? ! : Experiencing the spiritual energy recovery event in this world (2/1)
Comment ①: This is a scene created by the strange combination of the resentment of the dead souls in the mansion and Wu Zhongxian.
Comment ②: Most of the father-in-laws in the martial arts world are very powerful, and this one is no different. 】
The blind man faced the bell and said, "After we find the inn later, don't move around. Wait for me to come back in the guest room."
The bell wrote in the blind man's palm: "What are you going to do?"
"Go kill some bad things." The blind man explained.
Without some addition, he would feel uneasy.
Besides, there are still some monsters in this city that he has not killed yet.
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In the palace of the Luojing Imperial City, the emperor Qi Kangming was already dead and in a state of ecstasy. He was lying on the bed, smoking aphrodisiac paste, and he looked like a heavy smoker.
Another boy with white hair, dressed in yellow clothes, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the emperor in front of him with hatred: "Why did I make a loser like you the prince?"
The emperor was still distracted, immersed in sensory stimulation.
The boy is the Supreme Emperor Qi Zhongming who faked his death. I don’t know what kind of martial arts he practiced to be able to rejuvenate his youth, but it is obvious that this martial arts must have something transcendent.
On the side, Zhuihun clicked his cigarette holder, and Xiaolei, the knife in his sleeve, put his hands in his sleeve robe, feeling uncomfortable all over.
"Eldest nephew, don't be so formal. My uncle and my father, that is, your grandpa, eldest grandpa, and your grandpa Qi are close friends. He treats you and me as his descendants. When you enter his house, just treat it as his own. It's over." Yan Zhuihun played with a piece of eye ointment in his hand, smelled it, tasted it, and then spit it out.
"Uncle, this is the palace, do you think I can be your home?" Xiao Lei glanced at Yan Zhuihun.
"This thing is very harmful to people. It often inhales and damages the body and mind." Yan Zhuihun ignored Xiao Lei.
"My eldest nephew, of course I know this thing is very harmful to people. Damn it, I was just in seclusion for a while. Why did such a ridiculous thing happen?" Qi Zhongming looked much kinder when facing Yan Zhuihun, but he also vomited slightly. Fenfang, then looked at Xiao Lei, Qi Zhongming pointed at Xiao Lei, "Why don't you come and sit in this seat."
"Me?" Xiao Lei pointed to his nose, obviously stunned.
"It doesn't matter who the emperor is, the key is who can make the country more prosperous and prosperous." Qi Zhongming said, then looked at his son and sighed deeply, "Xiao Yan, the old rule is, let's arrange a suspended death for him. "
"Okay." The ghost doctor put the hibiscus ointment into the medicine box, took out the needle bag, walked to Qi Kangming's side, took out the needle and inserted it, and then closed the needle.
Qi Zhongming looked at his son on the bed, smacked his lips, and then looked at Xiao Lei.
"Grandpa Qi, goodbye." Xiao Lei was very quick in his life.
"Nonsense, what I said was angry words. How come you, like your grandfather, can't understand the truth and angry words?" Qi Zhongming shook his head helplessly.
"Then what do you want me to do?" Xiao Lei asked.
"I want you to kill Wu Zhongxian. He is the one who wants to sell afurong ointment the most. Kill him first to scare the monkeys. Then I will put my grandson on it and teach him to beat the others he wants to sell. Let's figure it out slowly." Qi Zhongming shook his head, feeling nostalgic, but also very restrained, "You kid has the same mind as your grandpa, and you're not that smart either."
He restrained himself, but only half-heartedly.
"Oh, kill Wu Zhongxian, you can do this. Then Grandpa Qi, I'll go right away." Xiao Lei nodded, indicating that he understood, and was about to go out immediately.
"Hey, hey, why are you in a hurry? You go with your uncle. I'm afraid you can't beat him." Qi Zhongming called Xiao Lei to stop.
"Ah? I can't beat him? What kind of skills does he practice?" Xiao Lei didn't believe it.
"Eunuch Mahe created "Lian Hua Bao Jian" and also studied "Tiangang Boy Defeat the King of Heaven". One yin and one yang are practiced together. I'm afraid the martial arts has advanced to the point where the spirit comes from the martial arts." Qi Zhongming snorted coldly, "You and If your uncle goes, he can still run away if nothing can be done, but at worst, I will take action myself."
"Then why don't you go in person?" Xiao Lei asked bluntly.
"He has to teach his grandson." Yan Zhuihun said bluntly, then pulled Xiao Lei out of the door.
Qi Zhongming looked at his son who was pretending to be dead on the bed and slapped him twice more.
But he was also full of self-blame, murmuring: "You were so cute when you were a child, why did you become such a loser when you grew up?"
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Here, Xiaolei and Yan Zhuihun left the imperial city and headed straight to Jiu Qiansui's mansion.
Xiao Lei muttered: "I came here from Shixiang City without stopping. I don't know if the blind brother will leave if he can't find us. I haven't invited him to a big meal yet."
Yan Zhuihun chuckled: "Don't worry, he might be in Luojing now. I can see what is hidden in that kid's heart. He definitely wants to kill Wu Zhongxian to avenge Yang Yunhu."
"As expected of you, uncle. As the saying goes, people are old and ghosts are old. As expected, you, an old ghost, are still alive." Xiao Lei suddenly realized.
"When I die, I will definitely go underground and sue you."
The two of them used Qinggong to quickly skim across the eaves and roofs, and then they saw two figures.
One is a blind man chasing a monster that looks like a cricket with a knife.
The other is a humanoid cricket being chased by a blind man.
The blind man didn't care at all how much impact he would have on the city by slaying monsters like this.
Xiaolei just wanted to use the flying thunder in his sleeves,
The blind man had already caught up with Cricket and cut him down with a single blow of the Burning Flame Saber.
As soon as I landed, I happened to meet a man selling wine.
"Damn it? Why is it you again?" Canshenquan looked at the blind man, then at the cricket demon that the blind man chopped down, and cursed again.
"Damn, why does Luo Jing also have such a monster?"
Then Xiao Lei landed: "Brother Blind, long time no see."
"Damn it? Why are you here, knife in your sleeve?"
By the time Yan Zhuihun fell to the ground, Canshenquan no longer wanted to speak, but he still couldn't help but look at Demon Cricket.
"You three, are all the ones who kill this thing?" He asked the three of them, and then asked, "How much does one cost?"
Yan Zhuihun rolled his eyes: "One hundred taels, snowflake silver."
"Take me one." Canshen Quan looked obligated.
The blind man cooperated with Yan Zhuihun: "How about I give you the money, and I will give the demon one last stab to make sure he dies?"
"Deal." Canshen Fist replied readily.
However, Canshen Quan didn't know that the last person the three of them wanted to kill was Wu Zhongxian.
