The golden crow rises in the east, and the sun shines.

At the gate of the Imperial Leisure and Entertainment City, a young man frowned, shook his head, and walked out with a puzzled face.

"Strange, how did I fall asleep last night?"

This person is Lian Xu, after he left, Yang Yifan and Luo Qiansha walked out slowly, keeping a certain distance, and followed not far away.

Lian Xu didn't notice that someone was following him, he didn't even expect this kind of thing to happen at all, after all, as the son of the elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, although his status is not above ten thousand people under one person, but in this Stygian City, it is also enough to walk sideways, and someone is following him?

That's impatience!

Soon, Lian Xu returned to the Thousand Bones Hall, he didn't stay too long, Yang Yifan and Luo Qiansha just waited outside the Thousand Bones Hall for about ten minutes, and Lian Xu walked out with more than a dozen monks.

Yang Yifan's eyes swept away, and the cultivation of these dozen monks clearly appeared in his mind.

There are a total of thirteen people, the strongest of them are two mid-level monks of the fourth layer of the foundation, and the remaining eleven are basically between the first and third layers of the foundation, this kind of formation can be said to be very luxurious for the son of an elder, even the heirs of some first-line sects may not have this kind of luxurious lineup.

The Ten Thousand Poisons family has a great cause, and it really lives up to its reputation.

However, these people were like a joke to Yang Yifan and Luo Qiansha, any one of them could kill these thirteen people within two breaths, so there was no need to worry at all.

Wearing masks, Yang Yifan and Luo Qiansha quietly followed behind Lian Xu and the others, and quickly swept towards some sects.

……

Half an hour later, Lian Xu came to a family.

"Bang!"

Very arrogantly kicked open the door of this family, and Lian Xu walked in with a swagger with more than a dozen Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks.

For Lian Xu's coming, the family had obviously been prepared for a long time, and a middle-aged man greeted him with a smile on his face, and hurriedly invited Lian Xu and the others in.

Without much nonsense, Lian Xu was extremely arrogant and put away the tribute that the family had prepared a long time ago, and then did not rush to leave, but sat on the chair and drank tea with a proud face.

In this regard, the middle-aged man naturally knew it, and took out some prepared heavenly treasures again and handed them to Lian Xu.

The previous ones were tributes to the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, but as for the latter ones, you don't have to think about it, they are naturally benefits to 'Lian Xu' and others.

As the saying goes, the king of Hades is easy to mess with little ghosts, and people like Lian Xu are the most likely to pull tiger skins to make coats, and it is impossible for him to run for nothing, so he has to ask for some benefits.

After taking the benefits, Lian Xu and the others walked out of the family satisfied, did not stop, and then rushed to the next place.

The second ......

Third ......

Fourth ......

When Lian Xu and the others walked out of the fifth sect, the time had already come to the afternoon, and at this moment, their group had already made a lot of money, and half of the more than a dozen monks were holding large boxes, and they didn't need to think about it to know that it must be full of heavenly treasures.

"Let's go, go home!"

Lian Xu had gained a lot this time, and he was in a good mood, so he waved his hand, and swept in the direction of the Thousand Bones Hall with a strange scream.

More than a dozen monks hurriedly followed, and everyone's face was beautiful, without a sense of crisis, and they were even chatting.

"The location of these sects is too remote, grandma's, you can't even drive in, and you have to let your brothers move things personally, it's really annoying!"

"What do you think above, why don't you let these sects personally send things to our sect!"

"You stupid, if we let these sects send them over in person, what else do we expect to make extra money?"

This is obviously not the first time that these people have followed Lian Xu to collect tribute, and they have no scruples when they talk one by one, and they are quite bold.

Lian Xu didn't mind, chatting and farting with them, either that he had killed a big girl two days ago, or that there was a guy in front of the table who didn't have long eyes and bumped into him, and he was tortured to death.

More than a dozen monks slipped their beards and slapped their horses, doing everything they could.

Soon, the group came to a valley.

This valley is the only way to return to Stygian City from the last sect, and Lian Xu and the others can't get around it at all, and of course, they don't plan to go around it.

"Drink!"

Just when Lian Xu and the others had just entered this valley, a figure suddenly jumped out of nowhere!

This person looked young, and he couldn't see his face clearly with a mask, so he opened his mouth with a violent shout: "Put things down, get out!" ”

What the?!

Hearing this, Lian Xu and the others, who were still chatting just now, were stunned for a moment, then glanced at each other and laughed!

"I'm not dreaming, someone is robbing!"

"Haha! Interesting, interesting, I didn't expect there to be such a bad pen! ”

The person who suddenly jumped out was naturally Yang Yifan, and because he had all his breath converged, Lian Xu and the others couldn't detect the fluctuation of his cultivation at all, so they thought he was an ordinary person.

"Boy, do you know who we are?"

Lian Xu was the first to stop smiling, he stared at Yang Yifan, with a beast-like cruel look in his eyes, and smiled gloomily: "Rob and rob Lao Tzu's head, I will definitely let you die miserably later!" ”

"Let me die a miserable death? You don't have what it takes. ”

Yang Yifan sneered, not hiding the disdain in his tone at all.

"Look for death!"

Hearing this, a monk behind Lian Xu couldn't help it, he was the one who was the best at slapping horses in this group, and he naturally missed the opportunity to perform at this time, only to hear him shout, and then his figure flashed, and he slapped Yang Yifan with a palm!

"Whoosh!"

This monk's cultivation is to build three layers of foundation, a palm blasted out, bringing a whistling wind, this palm is extremely vicious, if it is slapped on an ordinary person, although it will not kill that person on the spot, but it will make his bones shattered!

A trace of disdain flashed in Yang Yifan's eyes, but he didn't even have the idea of dodging!

But seeing this scene, the sneer on the faces of Lian Xu and the others was even better, in their opinion, Yang Yifan was just stupid, and he didn't even know how to hide!

"Boom!"

In the next second, the monk slapped Yang Yifan's chest with a palm, making a dull sound.

Hearing this sound, Lian Xu and the others laughed, mentally retarded is mentally retarded, this palm is probably about to vomit blood, right?

Thinking like this, they looked at Yang Yifan, and this glance made them suddenly change their complexion!

(End of chapter)