Huaxia, Yanjing City.

The moon hangs high above the crystal clear night sky, the stars twinkle, and a few ethereal white clouds gently wander through the night sky, embellishing this tranquil night sky with great beauty.

A gust of night breeze blows through, blowing this clear night sky even more refreshing and pleasant.

At this time, in a high-end villa, an old man was sitting on a deck chair drinking tea.

However, in this hot summer, his old body was still wearing a long windbreaker, which wrapped his old body, and it seemed that he was still afraid of the cold.

He is none other than the greedy wolf, Murong Tianqi, one of the four protectors of the entire three eastern provinces.

Now that the cold poison on Murong Tianqi's body has been almost eliminated by Xiao Yao, his old body has long since stopped trembling.

I believe that as long as Xiao Yao gives him another injection, then all the cold poison in his body will be expelled.

"Wow..."

There was a rush of footsteps, and I saw a tall and fierce strong man rushing in.

This body is Murong Tianqi's bodyguard, Tianji.

"My lord, the informant from the Shangguan family has sent news that Shangguan Qianshui has invited the mad lion to send a master to Qinglin City, I'm afraid the mad lion is going to make a move on Xiao Yao..."

Hearing Tianji's words, Murong Tianqi's face did not show a surprised expression, it seemed that the news that Tianji said had already been expected by him.

"Well... I know..."Murong Tianqi picked up the teacup on the table and took another sip of tea.

Seeing Murong Tianqi's breezy appearance, Tianji was a little puzzled.

"My lord, aren't you worried about Xiao Yao, if he is killed by the people sent by the Wild Lion, then wouldn't it be more difficult for us to deal with the Wild Lion, should we send someone to protect Xiao Yao now?"

After listening to Tianji's words, Murong Tianqi shook his head slightly, and then put down the teacup in his hand.

"No need, as a future disciple of the Ghost King, if he can't even solve this matter, then he is not worthy of being a disciple of the Ghost King..."

"Now you send someone to Qinglin City to protect his relatives and friends, Shangguan Haichuan was killed by Xiao Yao's brick, Shangguan Qianshui will definitely not give up, he may take Xiao Yao's relatives under the knife..."Murong Tianqi said softly.

After listening to Murong Tianqi's words, Tianji suddenly realized on his face.

It seems that Murong Tianqi means to see Xiao Yao's strength.

Immediately, Skymark nodded slightly, and then quickly retreated.

After Scar withdrew, the room became quiet again.

Murong Tianqi's old body leaned on the recliner with an expectant expression on his face.

"Boy, I hope you don't disappoint Lord Ghost King, if you can't even pass the level of the Wild Lion, then you are not worthy of being a disciple of Lord Ghost King..."Murong Tianqi leaned back on the recliner and muttered to himself.

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The clear night sky is getting deeper and deeper, and the stars in the sky are getting more and more shining and shining.

Silvery moonlight poured down from the night sky, turning the entire land into a silvery white, as if covered with a layer of frost.

However, although the ground outside is this silvery frost, there is one place that is exactly the opposite of this silvery white earth.

That is the city of the ghost capital of Qinglin City.

It's almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the city of the ghost capital is gradually becoming lively.

A blood-colored red moon hung in the mid-air of the city of the ghost capital, and the blood-red color reflected the entire city of the ghost capital in a bright red color.

Many vendors and customers wearing imp masks roamed the blood-red street, their faces and clothes stained red by the bright red blood moon.

At this time, a man wearing a black T-shirt and light-colored jeans was sitting in his office on the third floor of the Jianbao Building.

With a Yama mask on his face and his legs crossed on the table, he was sitting in an office chair playing with a golden orb.

He is the current hall master of the city of the ghost capital, Xiao Yao.

After Xiao Yao came out of Zhang Min at noon, she went to find Xiao Xun'er, but Xiao Xun'er didn't go home, so she didn't have a better elixir in her hand for the time being.

After that, Xiao Yao asked about Xiao Xun'er and Ziyun again.

Then he learned from Xiao Xun'er's mouth that Ziyun was the woman who helped her in the mall.

After learning that Ziyun and Xiao Xun'er had no special relationship, Xiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief, after all, Ziyun's details have not yet been figured out, and it is not good to have a relationship with her.

After talking to Xiao Xun'er, Xiao Yao came directly to the ghost capital city of Qinglin City.

Because last night he promised the yellow-robed old dao that he would refine the weapon here today, so he is now waiting for the arrival of the old dao.

There are two reasons why he waited for Lao Dao to come, one is that Lao Dao did save his and Narcissus's lives last night, and in order to express his gratitude, he should give Lao Dao some netherworld cold iron.

The second point is that he wants to see if there is anything like yang gold in Lao Dao.

Because the golden ball in his hand is not usable for the time being, he feels that the lines on this ball must not be ordinary.

Otherwise, Widow Li would not have wasted so much effort to seduce herself and get the lines on this ball.

"Wow..."

A rush of footsteps came, and I saw Bai Wuchang, dressed in white and with a handsome face, walking in quickly.

"My lord, there is an old man who has come to look for you..."Bai Wuchang bowed and said.

After listening to Bai Wuchang's words, Xiao Yao was agitated and quickly took his legs off the table.

"Made, this old immortal is finally here, Lao Tzu has been waiting for him for more than an hour, call him in..."Xiao Yao couldn't help but scolded softly.

After listening to Xiao Yao's words, Bai Wuchang hurriedly ran out again.

Soon, an old Taoist priest in a yellow Taoist robe walked in slowly.

However, this old Taoist priest wore a mask on his face that was different from the others.

It's an extremely ugly grimace.

This grimace is much more disgusting than those imp masks on the street.

"Ahem... Xiaoyou, I didn't expect you to be the hall master of this ghost capital city, the old man is really lucky to be able to meet a noble person like you..."After the yellow-robed old man walked in, he hurriedly said politely Xiao Yao.

After listening to the old words, Xiao Yao couldn't help but snort lightly.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, Lao Tzu has been waiting for you for more than an hour, do you still have a sense of time, you begged Lao Tzu for materials, Lao Tzu still has to wait for you aggrievedly!?" Xiao Yao said coldly.

"Ahem... Xiaoyou, in fact, I don't blame me, I heard that you need to wear a mask when you enter this ghost city, and I looked outside for a long time to buy this mask..."Lao Dao hurriedly pointed to the mask on his face and said to Xiao Yao.

As soon as he heard Lao Dao's words, Xiao Yao finally understood why this Lao Dao would wear such an ugly mask.

It turned out that this was a mask that I bought outside.

But you can buy it, why do you buy such an ugly thing?

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, don't waste time, don't you want to refine the weapon, do you still have any treasures like yang gold, if you have one, give me a little..." Xiao Yao couldn't help but glance at Lao Dao and directly brought it to the topic.

Hearing Xiao Yao's words, the yellow-robed old Taoist suddenly looked confused.

Immediately afterward, a wry smile appeared in his ugly grimace mask.

"Ahem... Xiaoyou, aren't you kidding me, this kind of thing is priceless, and I only have a little bit on me, so I can't tell you that I'll give it to you... Don't you have yang gold on you, why do you have to have my yang gold..."The yellow-robed old man couldn't help but say with an old face.

"The yang gold on my body suddenly can't be used, otherwise I wouldn't have asked you for it..."Xiao Yao frowned and explained to the yellow-robed old man.

When the yellow-robed old Taoist heard Xiao Yao's words, he was instantly stunned.

His old eyes suddenly showed a look of deep disbelief.

Will something like Yang Jin suddenly become unusable?

What are you kidding, this thing doesn't have a production date, it can't expire.

"Ahem... Little friend, if you are looking for a reason, you should also find some decent reason, no... Yang Jin is a treasure, how can such a precious thing be said that it can't be used..."The old man in the yellow robe coughed lightly twice, and his tone was full of disbelief.