The first ray of sunshine in the morning shone down, and the three women had already left.
The empress still has official documents to deal with, and Luo Ming has to prepare for the Bahuang Sect's new disciple recruitment ceremony in half a month.
Hongying returned to the room arranged for her by the Overlord Sect to concentrate on her training.
On the other side, Meng De has already begun to figure out how to capture the two princesses of the demon clan.
On some roads, once you take the first step, the only option is to go all the way to the end.
After Hu Shu spent a long time and a night, she finally achieved a breakthrough. Hu Mei pulled her aside and whispered.
A soundproof formation was also specially set up to prevent Meng De from hearing.
"What happened?"
"Heaven-level exercises. My husband has a copy of Heaven-level exercises in his hand."
After being a killer for so many years, Hu Mei always grabs whatever she wants.
There was only one heaven-level technique in Beiming, and the old demon king had no chance to pass it on to the two princesses before he died.
"That's also his, not ours."
"Sister, let's give him..." Hu Mei made a gesture of wiping her neck, "Isn't the Kung Fu ours?"
"He almost died trying to save us the night before yesterday. How can you think so?"
Hu Mei knew she was in the wrong and defended herself in a low voice: "Who knows if he is interested in us when he helps us? Maybe he is just greedy for our bodies. Sister, the cultivation world is different from the palace. Here, the law of the jungle is strong, indifferent and unconstrained by the world. , can we go further.”
"No, if we do such an ungrateful thing, what's the difference between us and that old bastard?
Don't say this again. I'll pretend I didn't hear it. You must have your own bottom line in life.
One of you and me may become the Demon King of Beiming in the future. A king is decisive in killing but cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately.
No one wants their king to be a man who kills innocent people indiscriminately and avenges kindness. "Hu Shu grabbed Hu Mei's shoulders and said solemnly.
She knew that the reason why Hu Mei had such extreme thoughts was mostly due to her experiences over the years.
An eldest sister is like a mother. As an elder sister, she doesn't want her sister to make any mistakes.
The two people's ideas clashed at this moment.
Hu Shu, who has lived under the protection of the Demon King since she was a child, has little experience in the world of martial arts. She mainly focuses on the naive idea that if I am good to others, others will be good to me.
Hu Mei has been struggling all the way, wandering between life and death countless times, encountering many favors with purpose, and experiencing the wolf guard incident, and has no hope for people's hearts.
The soundproofing formation was lifted, and both women made a tacit agreement not to mention the conversation within the formation.
Meng De was so focused on the technique that he didn't even notice that the two men had arrived behind him.
After Hu Mei saw the contents of the exercise and made a disgusting sound, Meng De noticed it.
After closing the technique, he turned to face the two of them with awkward expressions on their faces.
"What a pervert. Even if you kidnap someone's wife, you still read this kind of book in front of four women."
Meng De was so anxious that he blushed and argued: "The two girls misunderstood. This is a technique given to me by a friend of mine and was specially created for me."
If they don't show the skills to the two of them, I'm afraid the label of pervert will be firmly established.
Meng De stretched out his hand and handed over the technique.
Hu Mei looked disgusted, but she still took it and flipped through a few pages.
The illustrations are ugly, but the text is indeed a guide to double cultivation.
"How can there be such a skill in the world, and it actually specifies the target of dual cultivation?" Hu Shu glanced at her sister when she saw that she was fascinated.
"So this is specially created for me." Meng De took the technique from Hu Mei's hand and put it away.
Hu Mei was not in a good mood after being scolded by her sister and wanted to take away the skill. Now that she saw that this was a dual cultivation method, and she was designated to double cultivate with this guy, she suddenly felt that the heaven level cultivation method was not good.
Hu Shu was angry and embarrassed and took the initiative to speak, breaking the silence in the air: "My husband is indeed not an ordinary person, he actually has heaven-level skills at his side."
"Miss Hu is so complimentary." Meng De replied unnaturally.
The two girls bumped into each other while reading the book, and he took the initiative to take it out for them to read.
It’s a shame to be thrown into Beimingzhou.
"Ahem." Meng De began to change the subject, "The chicken-headed demon cultivator is still nearby. We can't stay here for a long time. It's better to leave as soon as possible."
As the five of them set out on the road, Zhen Mi keenly sensed something was wrong.
Each of the three people, Hu Shu, Hu Mei, and Meng De, looked at the other two from time to time.
But she was just a maid, and it was not her turn to take care of anything that happened to her master and other women.
Zhen Mi is very clear about her position.
Towards the afternoon, the five of them came to a small town at the border of Tianhuo Shenchao.
There is a Shuangluo branch here, and Hu Mei came here to completely sever ties with Shuangluo.
She and other talkers have never dealt with each other, but Shuangluo was once her home, and she didn't want the flames of war in Beiming to burn here.
"I'm going to do something and I'll be back soon."
Just after entering the town, Hu Mei proposed that she would leave for a while.
Hu Shu was a little worried and warned: "We will stay at the inn in front. Then come directly to the inn to find us."
"I know, I'm too old to get lost."
Hu Mei is indeed a top killer. After entering the bustling crowd, she almost disappeared from the eyes of a few people instantly.
After walking and stopping along the way, Hu Mei came to a small brewing workshop.
"Sir, would you like to buy some wine?" A thin old man with big yellow teeth came up to him with a smile when he saw a guest.
Hu Mei's tone was cold, without a trace of emotion: "If you don't want to buy wine, find someone. Call your boss."
When the skinny old man heard Hu Mei's tone, his smile froze on the spot.
"I welcome you to buy wine. If you are looking for trouble, please look elsewhere." There were few good people hiding at the border. Seeing Hu Mei's provocative attitude, the thin old man said angrily.
"I don't want to say it again, call your boss." Hu Mei exuded the coercion of a Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse and glared at the skinny old man.
The skinny old man's arrogance faded on the spot.
If you had already said that you were a powerful Nascent Soul, wouldn’t I have stopped pretending to be 13? It’s true.
"Please sit down, I'll find our boss right away."
The old man smiled all the way and retreated into the workshop courtyard.
The Heavenly Fire Divine Dynasty is already a first-class powerhouse in the Yuanying realm. Counting the previous Imperial Master and the Emperor, there are only two in the Divine Transformation realm.
The old man opened a stone slab in the small courtyard and entered the wine cellar.
The air in the wine cellar is filled with the intoxicating aroma of wine. There are five layers of wine on each side, with more than a dozen tanks on each layer.
Looking back to make sure that the woman had not followed, the old man walked all the way to the right-hand side of the floor closest to the wall, ripped open the red cloth seal on the wine jar and got in.
There is not a drop of wine in the wine vat, but there is a hidden world under the wine vat.
The old man stood firm, and an ice cone-shaped building covering an area of about ten acres came into view. The upper, middle and lower floors combined were less than ten feet high, and became smaller as he went up.
Entering the first floor, dozens of Shuangluo members were busy with their own affairs.
The first level is composed of non-combatants who are responsible for gathering intelligence and vetting employers.
Non-combatants do not mean they have no fighting ability, they just perform their duties.
Looking at all the killer agencies in the world, Shuangluo is the weirdest one. He doesn't work for bad guys and has to specifically review his employer before considering whether to take on the task.
The old man smiled and greeted the Shuangluo members he met on the road, and went all the way to the second floor.
There are only five long corridors on the second floor, which divide the entire second floor into a horizontal Japanese character. This is the staff dormitory.
Bounded by the middle corridor, the non-combatants are on the left and the killers are on the right.
Going up to the third floor, the space is extremely small, with only two doors on the left and right.
Behind one door is the office of the director of the Shuangluo branch, and behind the other door is a file. Over the years, the entire distribution has been recorded when and what tasks were done and by whom.
After knocking on the door a few times, a male voice came from the room: "Come in."
The old man pushed the door open, closed it gently, and then dared to face the minister.
The head of the branch is a young man with yellow hair, wearing a set of white leather clothes, and a pair of dog ears on his head, so he is undoubtedly a dog monster.
He was correcting files with a quill in his hand, and an unsheathed single-edged sword stood beside the desk.
Minister Huang Mao continued to read the file without raising his head, sketching and writing notes from time to time.
The old man just waited quietly.
After Minister Huang Mao finished correcting the file in his hand, he raised his head and asked the old man: "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Minister, someone wants to see you. She is a woman. She has a Nascent Soul cultivation level. I'm afraid the person who comes is not good."
"Nascent Soul strongman? Looking for me?" Minister Huang Mao was confused. He didn't know any Nascent Soul strongman, let alone any grievances. He hadn't been in the branch for more than ten years.
"Where is he now?"
"Waiting at the entrance."
"Take me there. Anyway, I'll go and meet her first." Minister Huang Mao grabbed the single-edged sword and put it in the storage ring. He pointed to the door and motioned for the old man to lead the way.
The old man looked embarrassed and said timidly: "How about we run away, Minister? I see that the woman's face is not kind, I'm afraid she is the culprit."
"People have come to your door, why are you running away? If the person who came here was really bad, he would have come in long ago, so let's go."
Hu Mei waited for a quarter of an hour and saw the skinny old man bring out a yellow hair.
The two looked at each other.
Hu Mei didn't expect that the minister of this place was just a Foundation Establishment Realm person.
The skinny old man is in the Golden Elixir realm, but this yellow-haired man is the one who builds the foundation.
"Old man, are you kidding me? He can be your boss."
Minister Huang Mao spoke first: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to doubt that I am indeed the boss here. Fighting and other matters are done by my subordinates. I just use my brain and do not have high requirements for cultivation."
This is how it is in the world of immortality. Don’t look at face or money, but look at cultivation first.
You are a minister, but your subordinates are so much better than you, it is hard not to make people suspicious.
"I don't know what my friend wants from me."
Minister Huang Mao was a little stunned by Hu Mei's appearance. He had seen many beauties, including many coquettish ones, but he had never seen such a charming and enchanting Hu Mei.
"Go in and talk." Hu Mei walked straight past the two of them and entered the small courtyard.
The old man and Minister Huang Mao were obviously stunned for a moment.
Who is the master?
This is a bit too unrecognizable!
Hu Mei walked into the small courtyard, found a room, sat on a wooden chair, and took out a token symbolizing identity from the storage ring.
Minister Huang Mao saw the old man sent away and knelt down on one knee.
"What's your name?" Hu Mei asked.
"My subordinate has no name. Because I grew up in the mountains, my fighting style is flexible and changeable. Everyone calls me the nimble dog of the mountains."
