Restrooms at the Venetian Casino.

The door creaked open, with a banging and humming sound. I saw a man and a woman coming out from behind the door, hugging each other. The man flicked his tongue wildly at a woman dressed in a bewitching dress with huge breasts, and the woman also actively echoed. The two of them kissed as if they were touching one step at a time, and then the man pressed the woman against the wall, breathing heavily, and began to unzip his trouser pockets.

"Little beauty, you sent this to the door yourself, don't blame you Zhuo Ye for being rude. The man smiled lewdly, scanning the woman's bare snow-white skin up and down with his cannibalistic eyes.

"Hey, really, Master Zhuo, why are you in such a hurry, why can't you be here. The woman pretended to be disgusted, and the scratching of her head and posture aroused Zhuo Yang's desire, and before he finished unbuttoning his pants, he put them up again, and a lewd hand helped the woman's chest.

Suddenly, his body shook twice, his hands were crooked, and his face still maintained a lewd expression, and he staggered to the ground.

As soon as Zhuo Yang lost consciousness, the woman hurriedly took out a tissue from her clothes and wiped her mouth desperately.

"It's disgusting, it's disgusting! Your Holiness, you can come out. The woman kicked away Zhuo Yang, who had fainted at her feet and was still holding her small thin legs, and whispered to the cubicle.

As the sound of the robe swinging over the air sounded, Su Hao appeared in the private room where Xia Qian and Zhuo Yang were wearing black clothes without revealing his true face.

"Xia Qian, well done. Su Hao said in a deep voice.

"Well," Xia Qian in the women's clothes was still wiping her mouth, "but why did His Holiness want me to put ecstasy water in my mouth and feed it to him, it's too disgusting." ”

"What? do you have an opinion?" Su Hao snorted, Xia Qian naturally didn't dare to make a sound, and lowered his head.

"The deity is not a bad taste, but this Zhuo Yang has a strong background, and it is inevitable that there will be something on his body to defend himself or a prop that acts as an alarm bell. He personally went to search Zhuoyang's body, and sure enough, there was a small device hidden in his butt pocket, Su Hao made a preliminary analysis, and it should be a mechanism identified by mana.

Xia Qian was a little shocked, he didn't expect Venerable to think so thoroughly, and the possibility became a reality.

"Really, it's amazing......"

Su Hao touched the mechanism and explained: "Look at this mechanism, as soon as he finds out that there is danger, he can press the device within half a second, no matter what the function of the device is, the person who wants to move him will definitely be helpless." He has a noble status, and there are definitely many people besides the deity who want to squeeze the benefits behind him through him, so this is just a very normal conjecture. ”

Xia Qian thought thoughtfully: "Then Venerable, what should I do next, what are you going to do kidnapping Zhuo Yang?"

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning, the deity still has a task assigned to you......"

Su Hao judged that there was no one in the bathroom, and began to tell Xia Qian about his plan. Listening to this, Xia Qian's eyes widened.

In the evening of the same day. Outside of a mansion.

It was already dark gray, and a man in disheveled clothes stumbled from the other side of the green belt to the mansion. He almost rang the doorbell of the iron fence with a fluttering motion.

"Master, open the door and save me!" Zhuo Yang shouted, his face bruised and reddened under his rags.

The door opened quickly, and Zhuo Yang rushed in and slapped the iron fence, rushing into the mansion in a few arrows, slamming the door all the way as if the ghost who wanted to take his life was still following behind him.

He ran all the way to the location of the study in the mansion, turned the sculpture mechanism, hid in the dark room behind the bookshelf, and turned a bend between the gray wall and the corridor, and a middle-aged and elderly man who looked about forty or fifty years old came into view.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a blue and white robe and sat cross-legged. Next to him was an ice-blue refining furnace that had just been extinguished, and there were a lot of ore molds by the furnace, apparently stopping the refining work at hand for Zhuo Yang's sudden visit.

"Apprentice, don't panic, it's safe here, say what you encounter slowly. He stroked his beard and stretched out his hand to signal Zhuo Yang to sit down.

This person is none other than Wen Zhongdao, the second refiner of the Yuhan Sect in the East China Sea.

Although the master did not show displeasure and was calm, Zhuo Yang couldn't wait, he knelt directly in front of the master and cried: "Master! I was inexplicably attacked by a man in black, his knife was poisonous, although I escaped, but he said that I would die soon, save me, Master!"

"Wait! You said that the man in black attacked you, then why didn't you press the alarm bell that the teacher gave you, didn't the teacher tell you that the thing can protect you from the attack of the innate realm enemy A stick of incense time, can you also tell the teacher to save you?" Wen Zhongdao hated that iron could not become steel.

"I ...... I didn't find it...... Master, please help me look at the wound on my back, I'm going to die!" Zhuo Yang was already covered in sweat, and he turned his back to Wen Zhongdao. Wen Zhongdao sighed and lifted his bloody clothes.

A half-waist-long dark green scar was lying on Zhuo Yang's back, and black gas was bubbling from the wound, and the black gas was still showing teeth and claws, staining the capillaries around the wound.

Wen Zhongdao was shocked in his heart: "What a serious injury, do you know what kind of poison this is?"

Zhuo Yang shook his head desperately.

"That's it, for the teacher, I will freeze the toxins for you first. Wen Zhongdao shook his sleeves, raised his palms, and the ice-blue innate mana continued to pour out from his palms, and scattered water droplets and ice crystals appeared in the air that touched it.

"Smack!" he slammed his palms into Zhuo Yang's wound, and Zhuo Yang screamed, "Ahhh

On Zhuo Yang's face, which Wen Zhongdao couldn't see, Zhuo Yang's eyes showed a bright emerald green at the same time, as if possessed by an evil ghost. After the scream, Wen Zhongdao's cold power continued to output, but Zhuo Yang, whose pupils changed color, pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and took out a dark green dagger from his chest without leaving a trace in his right hand.

Poisonous sword Haoqing.

"Ahh Wen Zhong was extremely angry, grabbed his elbow with one hand and forcibly dragged him back.

In an instant, Zhuo Yang's body rotated like the wind, a flash of white light reflected into Wen Zhongdao's pupils, and the fierce blade pierced his abdomen from top to bottom - "Huh!"

"Uh-" Wen Zhongdao was stunned, the pain of the knife wound was completely reflected in his brain, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he looked at Zhuo Yang with a hideous face and emerald green eyes on his face in disbelief.

"Bastard thing!" Wen Zhongdao was furious, and slapped Zhuo Yang's head with a palm of cold ice, and Zhuo Yang rolled his eyes under the heavy blow, and lay down directly on the ground after stumbling. In the next second, a dark ghost shadow floated out of his ear hole, and Wen Zhongdao finally determined that his apprentice was possessed by some ghost spirit.

"Damn! The old man should have thought of it a long time ago, Zhuo Yang, who eats white rice, must have been controlled by the enemy, and the enemy's real target is probably my ......" Wen Zhongdao said hatefully. He clutched his caesarean wound, his kind face completely distorted by pain, sticking to the drops of sweat.

Just when Wen Zhongdao was seriously injured, there was a sound of soft footsteps around the corner. Wen Zhongdao was shocked, and went to get the formation disk lying next to him that he couldn't reach.

"Don't look at the old guy, your formation disk will show that there are no outsiders invading. A delicate male voice floated faintly from outside the door, and after two or three breaths, Xia Qian, dressed in black, swaggered in front of Wen Zhongdao.

"Hey!" he said with a teasing smile and a mocking greeting to Wen Youzun, who was high in status and now embarrassed.

"You!" Wen Zhongdao was mad, he was the mastermind behind Xia Qian, and the ice gas condensed on the two old fists, and he punched Xia Qian with two punches.

If it were a normal time, this mana ice fist full of innate cultivation was enough to beat the weak Xia Qian to the brink of death, but at this moment Xia Qian did not dodge, but instead met him, and the fragile ice fist did not fly for long, and the energy was exhausted and dissipated before it touched Xia Qian's chest.

There was no shock, no stunned, under Xia Qian's contemptuous gaze, Wen Zhongdao fell to the ground on his side, his eyes closed tightly, and his whole body was in pain to the point of convulsions.

"Ahh

"I forgot to tell you, Wen Youzun, that dagger is coated with an extremely high concentration of absolute spirit powder, not to mention using spells now, even the operation of mana will make you hurt so much that your liver and intestines will be broken, if it is serious, it may kill you instantly." ”

Xia Qian walked up to Wen Zhongdao arrogantly, looked at him who was powerless, and lifted Wen Zhongdao up with one hand like a chick. He swallowed, clenched his fist with his other hand, and finally crossed the corner of his mouth.

"Ora Oula, Oura, Oura, Oula!" Xia Qian roared his momentum, and the fists of the finger tiger with magic weapons bombarded Wen Zhongdao's floating leaf body like a storm. Seeing that his eyes were red, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood backwards, and was finally hit by Xia Qian's punch on the stone wall, falling slowly.

Blood and sweat stains were all over Wen Zhongdao's body, and his eyes were degraded, as if he was about to die of extinguishing the fire.

Xia Qian walked to the front of the formation plate indifferently, picked it up and threw it to the ground and split it in half. The controller is lost, and the formation to defend the mansion naturally becomes an ornament.

Xia Qian held the headset and said, "Venerable, it's done." It's just that Wen Zhongdao is dying now. ”

"Well, well done. Su Hao's reply came from the headset.

After half the incense, Su Hao, who was also dressed in black and robed, also appeared in the secret room.

"Venerable, Wen Zhongdao is already dying. Xia Qian clenched his fists and reported.

Su Hao glanced at Zhuo Yang, who was knocked unconscious by Wen Zhongdao like a dead pig, and then at Wen Zhongdao, whose eyes were tightly packed with blood foam on his face. He walked up to Wen Zhongdao and stretched out his left hand.

"Xia Qian, go out. He commanded.

"Oh. Xia Qian went out obediently.

After that, Su Hao took off the black gloves, and his fair-skinned left hand blinked and split into three blood touches, which pierced directly into Wen Zhongdao's heart, and the blood element was injected into Wen Zhongdao's body through the blood touch, and soon Wen Zhongdao slowly opened his eyes.

"Whoosh", he opened his eyes, just in time to see the blood touch retract from his chest.

Under the hood, Su Hao chuckled, and a pair of dark green demon eyes met the target's frightened eyes.

and plan, perfectly aligned.

"First meeting, Wen Zhongdao, you can call me, Venerable. ”