Dong Jiang and I only attracted a clay puppet, and the clay incense was attached to a wisp of that person's soul, so his ability could not be used to the extreme, and after a few moves, he was burned to ashes by me with the fire of Fumu.

This demon's soul still wants to escape, and if something like this happens, I naturally can't let him escape, so when he was about to leave, a three-legged golden crow flew by, directly annihilating his soul.

For anyone, even if the loss is only a part of the soul, it will definitely be extremely uncomfortable, and there will be all kinds of adverse reactions, and the same is true for cultivators, it is not easy for this demon to heal his injuries, at least it will be a long time before he can come out again to stir up the wind and rain.

Although he couldn't dispose of the man's true body, it also dealt a serious blow to him, and the matter had to end here.

Dong Jiang must be punished, but this matter has Le Renhe, who has woken up, to do it, and we don't need to worry about it.

After all, it was a life-saving grace, so Le Renhe paid the bill very happily, and indeed on the basis, he added another red envelope, which made Zheng Fatzi very satisfied, but he felt heartache for the lack of additional manpower.

This is a happy ending, of course, there are also people who are very dissatisfied with this, such as Dong Jiang, who was controlled, if there was no accident, he would never see the sun outside in his life.

There is also the demon who has not revealed his identity, in terms of hiding his identity, this guy has done a good job, but this guy has collected money aggressively, so it is inevitable to leave some traces, which requires people from the other place to track and investigate.

I wasn't very confident in the ability of the Alien Office to deal with problems, and that was an example of that in my hometown, so I didn't have much hope.

Cultivators generally don't need much money, and money will never be able to buy truly superb materials or magic weapons, but it is very useful for people who are not high in cultivation.

Originally, Zheng Fatzi had a lot of connections, but his connections were relatively high, like Le Ren and this kind of real businessman, he didn't have much intersection, and this time was also a good opportunity to open up our fame.

In the next period of time, we returned to a relatively peaceful life, Zheng Fatzi wanted to position us more high-end, but most of the time, we encountered small things such as restless homes.

For example, the lonely soul and wild ghost wandered into people's homes, making some noise and other things, the only thing that satisfied us was that Lao Ding was discharged from the hospital, this guy was beaten to the door in the forty-ninth game, and he couldn't leave in time, so he was smashed by the collapsed house and broke his legs and a few bones, if it weren't for Lao Ding's cultivation, we can't see him now.

He wasn't the worst, the prisoners we kept underground were even worse, when things were urgent, we were in a hurry to prepare for war, and no one had time to take care of them.

This also led to the failure of the sinners we caught to transfer in time, Zheng Fatzi is sometimes quite ruthless, he has set up a formation in these cells, and once there is a problem in the forty-ninth round, these sinners will be blown up.

For example, the Demon Dao Hongqiao that we caught, he was burned to the ground by the flames gushing out of the magic circle.

Lao Ding is still a cook when he arrives with us, but now he not only cooks for more than ten of us, he occupies the first floor and changes it to Ding Kee's private dishes, of course, he also serves us three meals a day.

Within a few days, the saying that the wine is not afraid of deep alleys came true, and Lao Ding was much more lively than ours.

Many people are very curious about the office upstairs of Ding Kee's private restaurant, which has boosted our popularity in disguise.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed, my cultivation is still in place, and the refining of mana has come to an end, no matter how much I practice, the purity of mana will no longer change.

This means that my strength has completely stopped growing, which is a big problem for me, my Fumu fire has made my heart extremely hot, my state of mind gradually can't suppress my heart fire, and my actions have become a lot more radical.

Although I took a large amount of cold pills, it was impossible for me to persist with these external substances.

The medicinal properties gradually decreased.

Today is Sunday, and because of the torment in my heart, I can't calm down and cultivate, and I can't sleep.

Like blue ink, I poured the cicada liquid from the porcelain vase.

A cicada chirped in my head, and then, a cold breath erupted from my dantian, and a blue mist enveloped half of my body.

The cold breath made my mind clear again, the cold cicada liquid is an extremely cold pill liquid, a few drops of the cold cicada liquid can freeze a cow to death, a drop of the cold cicada liquid can remove the fire poison, the price of this thing is very expensive, especially after the closure of the forty-ninth bureau, Zheng Fatzi can't get a lot, and now in my hands, there are only three bottles of such pill liquid.

Just after the cold froze me, a burst of golden light burst out from my body, and the fire of Fumu was like a real sun's true fire, forcing the cold back very quickly.

The water vapor in the room disappeared in an instant, and the irritability reappeared in my heart.

I sat down on the spot, trying my best to suppress the chill in my body.

However, when I look at everything around me, I still have the idea of burning it all.

"That's not right!"

I kept thinking about it in my head until the irritability disappeared for a while.

I have to admit that I have now become a powder keg that explodes at the slightest point.

For my current situation, I have already found my unreliable master Lao Mo, but he has no good way, the exercises that have been handed down have been replaced by me, and the supernatant mana I cultivated before has all been infused by me into the strange magic weapon of life and death.

Lao Mo is helpless, and I still have one last way, that is, to ask her for help with the incense given by Jinhua Niangniang.

It's a rare opportunity, so I don't want to use this method until I have to.

The third sister of Jindan Demon Mei also owes me a favor, but the last time we had a very unpleasant quarrel with them, as far as I know, after Ying Jiu was beaten up by someone and almost didn't return to his place, they had already left Yangcheng, and their whereabouts were unknown.

"Fatty, I want to talk to you about something. ”

I walked downstairs and saw Zheng Fatzi reading a beauty magazine.

"I know what you're trying to say, absolutely not!"

Zheng Fatzi didn't raise his head or open his eyes, and continued to stare at those pictures, as if he wanted to look into his eyes.

"Once I really can't suppress myself and go crazy, this neighborhood will be been..."

(End of chapter)