I looked at the billowing smoke that was rising, and if I had been blown up just now, I would have been seriously injured, if not dead.

The cultivator of the fourth rank has always been unable to resist the cannonball, not to mention that what he released just now was not an ordinary cannonball, but an ancient magic weapon, the thunderbolt.

The Thunderbolt was similar to the current grenade, but different, it was very powerful. Kill the monastics.

"I really didn't expect that Luo Yi would shrink into inches." I said, "I thought this spell was long gone." ”

"If he doesn't have any skills, how can he be in the mountain city for so long?" Tang Mingli said with a smile.

I narrowed my eyes, a weird smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, and said, "No matter where he escapes, he can't escape the palm of my hand." ”

Seven hundred meters away, next to a small villa, suddenly the dirt of the flower garden arched, and an embarrassed figure came out of it.

It was Luo Yi.

He wiped the dirt from his face and patted the dead leaves off his hair. The light in his eyes was full of resentment.

"Damn little slut, wait and see, I must ...... you" Before he could finish speaking, his face suddenly changed and he fell to the ground. It's itchy all over the body, as if there are thousands of ants crawling around in the body.

He ripped off his clothes and scratched on himself, but the itch was in the body, and no matter how much he scratched, it couldn't stop the itch.

He finally couldn't help it, and kept rolling on the ground, alarming the owner of this villa, he opened the door and saw that there was a person in his house covered in blood, and he immediately changed his face in fright, and immediately called the police.

It didn't take long for the police to arrive, arrest him and take him to the hospital, but the doctors didn't know what his illness was, and it was useless to take tranquilizers, so they could only tie his hands and feet, so that he could not scratch himself.

He itched in the hospital for seven days, and his body gradually improved, no longer itchy, but it began to hurt again, the pain that could not be found in the cause, every inch of muscle and every inch of bone was painful, and the painkiller injections had no effect.

He had pain for seven days, and in only half a month, he went from a big fat man to less than a hundred pounds.

Then, his body began to decay, no antibiotics worked, and a disgusting putrid smell permeated the hospital room for the next few days. The muscles in his body fell down one by one, and he no longer had the strength to scream, so he could only hum quietly.

After another seven days, he finally lost his breath, and when he died, he had a deformed smile on his face.

Finally can die.

However. He didn't know that when he entered the underworld, there were even more terrifying criminal laws waiting for him.

"You poisoned him?" Tang Mingli said while drinking the spiritual tea I brewed, and I nodded: "Seven flowers are poisonous, colorless and tasteless. It was already released when I walked out of the kitchen, and the three members of the Gao family were also poisoned, but I didn't plan to kill them, let them itch for seven days and give them the antidote, but I didn't expect Luo Yi to be so vicious that he actually killed them all. ”

Tang Mingli smiled slightly: "It seems that you don't have to worry about your safety in the future, only you abuse others, and no one else abuses you." ”

I flashed my biceps: "Of course. ”

"Next, you're going to the northwest, right?" He smiled faintly, "Go find trouble with the Yu family." ”

As he spoke, he took out a thick stack of case files and handed them to me, saying, "This is the information of the Yu family in the northwest, you can take a look." ”

My heart is a little warm, Tang Mingli is always very understanding, he can think of anything in advance, and then help you prepare.

I opened the case file, this Yu family is indeed a big family of cultivation in the northwest, and now there are fewer and fewer people with spiritual roots. There were fewer and fewer monks, and the family gradually began to transform into a business family, with a large company with a market value of tens of billions.

Of course, in the family, the cultivators are still respected.

One of their strongest cultivators was a fourth-grade intermediate, and it was because of him that the Yu family was able to gain a firm foothold in the northwest and was not swallowed up by other wolf-like families.

Under that fourth-grade cultivator, there are all first-grade and second-grade cultivators. There are only three or two kittens, so there is no need to worry at all.

I pondered for a moment, took out a pen and paper, and handwritten a war letter in an ancient way. said to Tang Mingli: "When Yu Xiang attacked my grandfather, it was the Yu family's instructions, although I can't kill their entire clan, I can break the backbone of their family." ”

As long as the four-rank cultivator is dead, the Northwest Yu family. Naturally, it will fall apart and I won't need to do it at all.

Tang Mingli drank all the residual tea in the cup, smiled slightly, and said, "I'll accompany you." ”

I said euphemistically: "Mingli, don't use this, I can do it alone." ”

"It's just right, I want to travel to the northwest and relax, maybe I can break through the bottleneck and go further."

I can't say anything, and I secretly wonder in my heart, since I drove the monster away, Tang Mingli's cultivation speed seems to be much faster.

Early the next morning, we boarded a plane to the Great Northwest and soon arrived in Ningdong City. The Yu family's base camp is in Ningdong.

These two days happen to be the local temple festival in Ningdong City, many Ningdong people in other places have returned, the streets are crowded with people, there are parades every day, actors wear colorful clothes, play all kinds of gods and goddesses in myths and legends, standing on the floats and swaggering through the market.

There is also such a temple fair in my hometown, but it has not been held for many years, so I feel a little nostalgic.

When I was a child, my happiest time was when my grandmother took me into the city to watch the temple fair and parade.

The past is like smoke.

I walked through the dense crowd and came to a large mansion on the outskirts of the city, this mansion is hundreds of years old, and it is called the Yu Family Compound by the locals, and even the place name here is named after the compound.

At this time. The Yu family compound hung up the red lanterns, a lively scene, I took out the war book from my pocket, this is my special purple sandpaper, exuding a faint fragrance.

I quietly entered the courtyard of the Yu family, which was full of lights, and was busy celebrating the temple fair.

I stood on top of the roof tiles, and with a wave of my hand, the war book broke through the wind and stabbed into the wooden lintel of the main hall of the Yu family. There was a soft sound of "grabbing".

The servant, who was wiping the furniture in the main hall with a white rag, was startled, and when he saw a piece of paper nailed to the lintel, his face turned pale, and he rushed out of the hall and shouted: "Come on! Oh no! ”

Soon, all the important people of the Yu family gathered in the main hall, and the head of the Yu family was a sixty-year-old man, who was wearing a gray tunic and looked up at the war book. His face was grim.

"Head of the house......" Someone wanted to speak, but he raised his hand to stop him.

He jumped up on tiptoe, came to the beam, grabbed the slightly hard piece of paper, and tried to remove it, but found that he could not take it at all.

His face changed slightly, and he could not take it off with all his might, so he had to take a knife and chisel the wood to get it out.

He took the war book and looked at it carefully, and his face became even more ugly.

"What is this, master?" Someone asked.

The head of the Yu family said in a deep voice: "Can it still be a good thing to nail the door of the house?" This is a war book! ”

Everyone was shocked. They glanced at each other.

"The head of the family, who is the war letter?" Someone asked, "To whom did the war letter go?" ”

The head of the Yu family threw the battle book to the man, and the man looked at it twice, and anger suddenly appeared in his eyes: "What a bold man, he actually dares to challenge the seventh uncle of our family." ”

Everyone passed the battle letter to each other and said, "Family master, this person doesn't know the height of the sky, doesn't he know that the seventh uncle is a fourth-grade monk?" Look, what's this man's name? Yuan Junyao? Yo, still a woman? ”

"Hahaha, women dare to challenge, I really don't know how thick the sky is, the head of the family, according to me, don't pay attention to her."

"That's right, the head of the family, if anyone comes to challenge the seventh uncle will come forward to fight, then the seventh uncle will not cultivate, and he will be busy dealing with these people who want to be famous and crazy all day long."

"These people all want to rub our seventh uncle to become famous, if the seventh uncle fights and wins, it will only win a junior, and it will not be honorable and lose...... That's certainly not going to lose. ”

"Shut up!" The head of the Yu family roared angrily, calming everyone down, and looked at him in surprise.

His gaze swept over everyone's faces, and he said with a calm face: "Is it really heaven that is going to kill our Yu family?" So many people, they didn't even see that this woman who made a war post was a master? ”