Wan Xiaoyun stared at the arrogant guy in front of her seriously for half a minute, and she really liked this guy more and more.

When people are desperate and helpless, what they need most is someone who can give them absolute spiritual support. This madman is so confident and arrogant at him, even if he doesn't have any ability, it's worth inviting him tonight.

"Ten million! But to take this money, it is useless to just talk about it, because there are many people who will rob you of this money. Whether you can get it or not depends on your own ability. Wan Xiaoyun looked at Qin Yi's unfathomable, cold and ruthless eyes, raised her index finger, and said solemnly.

"This money belongs to me, lead the way!" Qin Yi's eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light, and he smiled coldly.

In his last life, he was a playboy, and he handled a lot of money. But for him, who is currently talking about chapped lips in the bar every day in order to earn tens of thousands of dollars, 10 million is undoubtedly a huge number!

"Well, I like the pride of the gentleman!" Wan Xiaoyun smiled, and the red Maserati was like a bolt of lightning, speeding on the mountain road in the suburbs.

Nirvana Villa covers an area of nearly 1,000 yuan, and was jointly built by Pitt, the most prestigious French architect, and Gu Wenchen, a Chinese feng shui master, at a cost of nearly one billion. From a distance, the mountain villa full of pastoral aristocratic atmosphere is like an elegant white deer, lying quietly in the mountains, elegant and pleasant.

"Well, this place is facing the purple air of the rising sun in front of it, and it is backed by the clear stream of Yuxi, but it is also a blessed place with Tibetan wind and qi." Qin Yi got out of the car, looked around, and said proudly.

"Mr. has good eyesight, my father took a fancy to the feng shui of this place, so he spared no expense to invite Master Gu Wenchen to build this mansion himself." Wan Xiaoyun said proudly.

"It's ridiculous that such waste is worthy of being called a master." Qin Yi shook his head and sneered, extremely disdainful.

"Mr. Qin's words are a bit excessive, Mr. Gu Wenchen is known as the first feng shui master in Jiangdong, and the provincial government buildings are all designed by him, how can it be waste?" Wan Xiaoyun frowned and said unhappily.

She thinks people can be arrogant, but if they are too blind, they are stupid.

Master Gu Wenchen is more than 80 years old, divides gold points, looks for dragons and hopes for qi, is the premier feng shui master in China, can be called a treasure of Jiangdong, who is disrespectful. Qin Yi is young, how can he know that his old man's name is so big, and he dares to speak so wildly?

"If he is not a waste, he can open a magic circle, this house is not allowed to be entered, and your father can still be ghosted?" Qin Yijian's eyebrows sank, and he said loudly.

At this moment, the sky above Fugui Villa was shrouded in clouds, vaguely containing the aura of earthly evil, Qin Yi expected that there must be evil ghosts from hell hidden in it, and it was not difficult to conclude after a little speculation that Wan Fugui was haunted by powerful ghosts.

"You ......" Wan Xiaoyun originally wanted to argue a few words, but then she felt curious, "It's really strange, I didn't tell him about his father being taken on by a ghost, how did he know?" Could it be that it is really a living immortal? ’

As he spoke, the gate of the villa opened, and two security guards walked out in a hurry carrying a Taoist man covered in blood, who didn't know whether he was dead or alive, on a stretcher.

"Dead again?" Wan Xiaoyun frowned and asked.

"Yes, the masters inside are almost here, and the uncle is waiting for you, Miss." The security guard said respectfully.

Qin Yi leaned over to look at the wounded, this person was already dead, the fatal wound was a laceration wound on the throat, the blood was hot, it should have just died, but the wound was already rotting and stinking.

Qin Yi rubbed the blood on his fingers, there was a burning sensation, and when he smelled the fishy smell again, his sword eyebrows couldn't help but condense even tighter.

It's a vamplust from hell!

In hell, there are many kinds of ghosts, and all the powerful ghosts worship under the tents of the sects or princes, and practice the ghost law. Once the ghost cultivation enters the foundation building period, it can reshape the physical body, and it is still the world of people in the hell and the fairy world, in the final analysis.

However, such as ghouls, vamphores and other inferior ghosts, with low intelligence and extremely poor talents, they cannot cultivate the physical body in their lifetime, and they cannot become disciples or soldiers of the sect, so they are destined to be only worthy of being ghost slaves.

When he was in the eighteenth layer of hell, the military camp also had this kind of ghost slave, which was responsible for cleaning the battlefield, and the venters were one of them.

But the hell enchantment is strict, that is, he is a peerless cultivator, and he is also a life of nine deaths, and he was lucky to pass the reincarnation tunnel and came to the world, how did the vamplust come to the world if he was just a ghost slave?

Is it because I forcibly opened the tunnel of reincarnation and brought about the evil consequences? ’

"Mr. Qin, are you afraid? It's too late to regret it now. Wan Xiaoyun couldn't help but worry when she saw Qin Yi's solemn expression.

"Afraid? You're thinking too much. A strange smile appeared on the corner of Qin Yi's mouth, tonight was destined to be an interesting night.

Wan Xiaoyun did not enter the hall in a hurry, but led Qin Yi to an elegant villa, pressed her fingerprints, opened the door and walked in quickly.

Entering the villa, a middle-aged man in a black robe was holding his hands behind his back, calmly observing the authentic works of famous artists on the wall.

Seeing Wan Xiaoyun and Qin Yi walking in, the middle-aged man turned around proudly.

But seeing that he was burly, with a bright back, a majestic face, a dark tiger beard on his chin, and a righteous aura exuding from his body, he was quite a bit majestic of a heavenly master.

"Master Zhang, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." When Wan Xiaoyun saw this person, she smiled with a pretty face, respectfully poured a cup of fragrant tea, and handed it over.

"Didn't Miss Wan say that she was going to ask a master to help Zhang? Where are the masters? Zhang Daling put his hands behind his back, glanced around, directly ignored Qin Yi on the side, and asked with dissatisfaction.

Zhang Daling is a well-known Taoist master in Dongzhou, Wan Xiaoyun invited him, and then invited others, it is undoubtedly an insult, if it weren't for the fact that Wanjia's remuneration is really considerable, he would have left long ago.

"This is Mr. Qin Yi of Dongzhou University, he is a living immortal who can pinch and calculate, and he is very famous in Dongzhou University......" Wan Xiaoyun pointed to Qin Yi who was standing tall, and introduced without confidence.

When she was in the bar, she did feel that Qin Yi was quite superior, but at this moment, compared with the solemn and majestic Master Zhang Daling, she suddenly felt a sense of paleness of stars than the bright moon.

"This is the person you're looking for? Nonsense, it's just nonsense. Zhang Daling noticed Qin Yi at this time, and immediately shouted angrily.

If Wan Xiaoyun found a character with a head and a face, it would be fine, he had been making trouble for a long time, he was a stinky kid, wouldn't this slap him in the face? Co-author, he Zhang Daling is not as good as a student?

"She's not messing around, it's you who is messing around, you shouldn't have come here to die." Qin Yi hugged his arms, walked up to Zhang Daling, who was blowing his beard angrily and staring, and said indifferently.

"The shaft is so daring!" Zhang Daling has never been despised like this, no one in Dongzhou dares to talk to him like this, he is a real person who has already cultivated Daoqi! was so despised by a student cub, if he didn't give him some color, how could he know that he was a real person, and he would never be humiliated.

"Mr. Qin, Hugh is talking nonsense, this is the famous Qingfeng Guan Master in Dongzhou, Zhang Daling's real person with boundless power." Wan Xiaoyun hurriedly stood in front of Qin Yi, raising his eyebrows to suggest that he admit his mistake to Zhang Daling.

"Hey, I don't know whether I am alive or dead, the gods are difficult to save!" Qin Yi was originally a kind advice, but he didn't expect Zhang Daling to not appreciate it, so he sighed at the moment, and he didn't bother to argue with him again.

"Zhang Zhenren, rest your anger, stop your anger, the family festival is about to begin, and everything depends on your divine power tonight. In this way, no matter whether this thing is successful or not, Xiao Yun will give you five million cutscenes to the real person, what do you think? Wan Xiaoyun obviously valued Zhang Daling more, and hurriedly comforted her.

Qin Yijian frowned, knowing that Wan Xiaoyun didn't really invite him, he already had another plan in his heart: "Since you are not sincere, don't think about this matter tonight, let you know that I Qin someone, it is really not something you can send at will." ’

"Hey, today's young people, if you don't learn, you can learn some crooked ways, and you can pretend to be a master when you wear a long shirt, how can you have any real skills!" Zhang Daling looked at Qin Yi coldly and said disdainfully.

Zhang Daling is over fifty years old, and has been diligent in cultivating the orthodox Taoism of Maoshan since he was a child. In his opinion, Qin Yi, who doesn't have a few hairs, is just a street god who plays tricks, and Wan Xiaoyun must have been deceived by rhetoric.

"Well, I won't compete with him, you let him go back, so as not to die in vain." Zhang Daling waved his hand and said proudly.

"Zhang Lao'er, I want to go back, you will die a miserable death tonight, do you believe it?" Qin Yi poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and smiled indifferently.

Seeing that Zhang Daling was about to get angry again, Wan Xiaoyun hurriedly said: "Zhang Zhenren, since you are here, it's good for you to let him study and study, the Fa has begun, let's please." ”

"Hmph, I really don't know how thick the sky is, and I don't want to die if I want money! Pathetic, alas! Zhang Daling shook his hand and walked away with a sneer.