In a private club with simple and elegant decoration, Zuoshan Hayato is reclining on the slender thighs of a pretty kimono girl, enjoying her feeding blood-red red wine with her sexy and charming little mouth, her right hand is poking into the neckline of her loose kimono and moving vigorously, and the tip of her left foot is staying on the chest of a girl who is kneeling there, dressed in Chinese Han costumes, dressed as a delicate Chinese girl, and is extremely sadistic, and the girl's face shows a look of pain, but she doesn't dare to squeak at all.

This is the bad taste of Hayato Zuoyama. He likes to abuse Chinese women, especially Chinese girls who look weak and slender and very reserved. It's a pity that Nakamura, who arranged for him today, didn't find a suitable girl for him, so he had to find a girl to play up.

This made Zuoshan Hayato very unhappy, saying that this woman is cheap, no matter how he tortures and abuses them, they don't dare to resist, but will only bear it silently, which makes him not have that kind of change at all. The state is fast. Feel.

And Huaxia women have to have a lot of backbone and integrity in this regard, they will resist, they will scold, scold, and be frightened. Mental satisfaction is great.

"Hum~~"

At that moment, the phone on the table next to him vibrate.

", what a disappointment!"

Zuoshan Hayato kicked the kneeling girl on the chest with a "bang" and kicked it to the ground, as if the girl had ruined him instead of the person who called his mobile phone.

Picking up the mobile phone carefully handed over by another girl, Zuoshan Hayato took it and looked at it, his eyes lit up, he pressed the answer button, and asked in the first sentence: "Is that one dead?" ”

But the next moment he became furious: "What? Waste, did you all grow up eating shit, not a single Chinese student can kill it...... Well? Gui Teng, you come over to me now. ”

"What a piece of rubbish, garbage one by one!"

"Snap" hung up the phone, Zuoshan Hayato scolded a few words angrily, his face was very ugly, he thought for a few seconds, and dialed a call: "Temporarily hidden, the overall situation is important." ”

"Hmph, since you can't use the killer, then I'll let people kill you openly!" Thinking of the scene during the day, Zuoshan Falcon's hatred for Zhou Tian is still escalating, Zhou Tian is not dead, how can he not be able to go with this breath.

As he hung up the phone, a middle-aged man on the other side of the phone who exuded a powerful aura beckoned, a young man in a black tunic walked over quickly, the middle-aged man whispered a few words, the young man in a black tunic left quickly, and a minute later, dozens of figures left quickly, and the villa in the Blue Mountain District was empty.

For these, although Zhou Tian didn't know, he had already expected that the assassin organization would dare to appear in Tianjing, and the relevant departments would definitely not turn a deaf ear, Guiteng Kazuo really shouldn't let them assassinate him, and only sent the lowest level of killers, Nima simply looked down on him.

As a specially trained special personal guard, Zhou Tian knew much more about the killer organizations in the world than he knew about the ancient martial arts sect. The killers of the Assassin Organization are divided into five levels: E, D, C, B, and A from low to high, E-level is an ordinary killer, D-level is a Mingjin-level killer, C-level is a killer in the dark energy period, B-level is a chemical strength-level, and A. is the legendary Gangjin killer.

Needless to say, this time the Secret Cultivation Killer Organization dispatched only two D-level and six E-level killers, which was completely unchallenging for Zhou Tian, and Niu Dan said it a little bit, it was really looking down on him.

In fact, he is also wrong to blame Gu Teng Kazuo, he is a cultivator, the true qi in his body is different from his internal strength, don't say that Gu Teng Kazuo is just an ordinary martial artist, even if he is not, he can't see that Zhou Tian has true qi until he turns into strength. In his opinion, it was already extremely safe for two D-level and six E-level killers to intercept and kill Zhou Tian, who would have thought that they would kick the iron plate.

……

"Good night!"

After saying goodnight to Fang Lingxin, Zhou Tian took a shower very carefully, and the clothes he was wearing before were all burned by his fire spirit talisman.

Tonight's No. 2 villa is indeed very quiet, except for Aunt Shen, Zhou Tian and Fang Lingxin, no one else has come back, it is a good time for Zhou Tian to try out the talisman.

However, Zhou Tian didn't act immediately, and after taking a shower, he practiced the Qi Ding Jue for another two hours before picking up his backpack and walking to the third floor.

Because in the following days, he not only had to actually learn talisman making, but also alchemy, which could not be done in the room, so he asked Fang Lingxin for a utility room on the top floor to be his own cultivation room, if there were no special circumstances, in the future, in the days of Villa 2, most of his time would be spent in this utility room.

It is said to be a utility room, but it is actually a small hall on the third floor of the original design, which is divided into two rooms, inside and outside, and the sundries inside have been cleaned up by Aunt Shen, and a table of eight immortals is placed in the middle of the room.

Zhou Tian took out the materials bought from the Taoist trading market one by one from his backpack and placed them on the table of the Eight Immortals, and then went to the utility room on the first floor to find a large inkstone and a few ceramic bowls, cleaned them and put them on the right side of the table, and placed the cinnabar and the black dog blood required for making talismans next to it, and placed the yellow table paper and a large stack of rice paper for practicing calligraphy on the left.

"From now on, this small hall will be my private independent space, young man, you have to come on!" Looking at the materials on the table, Zhou Tian took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and secretly cheered himself in his heart.

"Gather!"

Zhou Tian's two fingers in the middle of his right hand were put together, and the volley was empty, and then he pointed in the air, and a water balloon appeared on the top of an empty bowl, and with his finger, the water balloon fell into the bowl, which happened to be a full bowl.

Rootless water, which can be rainwater, or it can be condensed by extracting water vapor directly from the air, which is not a difficult thing for Zhou Tian, and a water gathering charm can do it lightly.

Inject rootless water and black dog blood into the inkstone, grab a handful of fifty-year-old cinnabar and pour it directly into the inkstone with true qi, gently stir it with a wooden body, and the runic water will be adjusted.

However, Zhou Tian did not immediately use the yellow table paper to practice, but picked up the silver fox rune pen that cost 10,000 yuan, took a small bowl and poured out a bowl of rootless water to clean it, and then took a piece of rice paper and spread it on the table, the silver rune pen dipped in the rune water, closed his eyes and meditated silently, after a while, his eyes suddenly opened, the silver fox rune pen hung on the rice paper, with a wave of his hand, brushing and brushing, it was just two or three breathing work, and there was an extra rune on the rice paper.

Looking at this table of the pure heart talisman, Zhou Tian shook his head and changed it to practice again.

I have been painting all the three or four hundred pieces of rice paper on the table, and I have adjusted the rune water three times in the middle, and I feel that it seems to be almost, Zhou Cai took out a piece of yellow table paper and started the first attempt of real symbols.

You must know that he was just familiarizing himself with the Silver Fox Rune Pen just now, and he combined the strength and thickness of the practice in his dream with the Silver Fox Rune Pen, and did not inject spiritual power into the Silver Fox Rune Pen.

Moreover, the more than 300 runes he had just drawn were all pure heart talismans. He kept in mind the old-fashioned saying, practice makes perfect, ingenuity and rhyme, rhyme contains spirit, and only then can it become a symbol.