9oo22oo7 Chapter 15 Stealing Beams and Changing Pillars

"Under the day of the day, how can there be ghosts, you won't see too much. Surely, it's judged, right? Mr. Fujimoto. Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, who was white and fat, wearing a kimono and gold-rimmed glasses, the corners of Yang Tian's mouth showed a wicked smile.

"Yang, Yang Tian," the white and fat Japanese man looked at Yang Tian in horror, and his already white face was even more white like a jellyfish at this time.

This acquaintance of Yang Tian is the Fujimoto who was cleaned up by Yang Tian once in the karate club that day.

This unlucky child was violently shocked by Yang Tian's "Law of Emotions" in the karate department, and since then Yang Tian's spiritual imprint has been planted in his heart, leaving a trace of demons that cannot be driven away.

Whenever he thought of Yang Tian's demon-like momentum that directly destroyed people's hearts, Fujimoto couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. x interstitial s ad time

Although the organization sent the most powerful person in the organization, known as the rare genius-level spiritual ability in a hundred years, Fujilan Iijima, to deal with Yang Tian. There doesn't seem to be anyone in the organization who doubts that there are opponents that Fujiran Iijima can't solve. But only Fujimoto knew that Fujiran Iijima, who had not been in contact with the organization for several days, must have been solved by Yang Tian!

Straight up, Fujimoto, who prides himself on being a quasi-core member of the Demon Realm Emissary, a capable organization that overrides worldly power, has reappeared, and this backer, whom he has always considered unbreakable, doesn't seem to be so reliable.

The only thing that makes Fujimoto happy is. Yang Tian didn't have anything to do with the Demon Realm Envoy, as long as he stayed in Japan honestly and didn't run to China, there shouldn't be any chance to meet that terrible man again.

But life is like a coffee table. Full of "cups"

At this moment, Fujimoto finally realized that maybe his life was destined to be a tragedy when he went to the karate club of Yukyo University.

"Mr. Fujimoto, you seem to be a little scared? Are you afraid of this handsome guy?" Feeling the strong fear and retreat in Fujimoto's heart, although Yang Tian didn't know why this little Japanese was afraid of becoming so virtuous when he saw him, of course he would not let go of this great opportunity. His voice suddenly became extremely soft, filled with a strange bewitching power, and a wave of emotional energy immediately wrapped around Fujimoto's consciousness space like a tentacle.

"Ya Kill Daddy! Ya !!" Fujimoto, who noticed that something was wrong, was like a actress, his face flushed, and he screamed, double. Trembling all over"

But his weak resistance was obviously unable to stop Yang Tian's domineering invasion.

"Mr. Fujimoto, don't think about those films in broad daylight, I always think that Daddy Ya is not good for your health. I think you're just too tired right now, so you might as well be. Close your eyes and rest," Yang Tian's extremely soft voice sounded in Fujimoto's ears like a spell, and this time, Fujimoto only felt that Yang Tian's eyes seemed to be two vortices, and slowly rolled his consciousness over. Gradually, Fujimoto only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness was getting more and more blurred, and finally, his eyes were black and he completely lost consciousness.

"Huh. Mr. Fujimoto is really tired, so I'll help you go back to rest. Yang Tian walked unhurriedly with Fujimoto, who was unconscious, as if he was helping a drunk to go home, and no one noticed the strangeness of the two.

After leaving the street, turning onto a mountain road, and flying into the depths of the jungle, Yang Tian threw down the vine and recorded his clothes neatly.

After changing Fujimoto's outfit to himself, Yang Tian looked at the naked ** Fujimoto, and muttered disdainfully: "It is said that the parts that Little Japan revealed when filming are all fake and artificially processed." In fact, the parts of small Japan are generally shabby, it seems that this is true, no wonder Japanese women like American GIs very much" After speaking, he threw Fujimoto far away into the deep mountains and old forests, and it is estimated that no one will be able to show him for ten or eight years.

Then, a strange aura permeated Yang Tian's body, enveloping him in an instant. When this breath dissipated, something strange happened. Yang Tian's face became white and fat, his body became bloated, short, and he had an extra mustache under his nose. With this outfit, his whole person is almost completely a copy of Fujimoto!

This is exactly the new ability that Yang Tian gained after comprehending the mystery of the "spiritual element".

At this time, Yang Tian did not really change his appearance, but transformed the "spiritual elements" around his body according to his mind, as long as he was shrouded by this spiritual element, he would be affected by this transformation in his senses.

And Yang Tian, who took advantage of Fujimoto's timidity and cowering, easily recorded, decomposed, and fused Fujimoto's spiritual space to naturally master everything about Fujimoto, and also carried out this transformation perfectly. At this time. Unless he surpassed Yang Tian in spiritual cultivation, no one would be able to see through Yang Tian's disguise, and would only think that he was Fujimoto!

After holding the gold-rimmed glasses. Yang Tianbai's fat face showed a wicked smile: "Yo Xi, then let this handsome guy go to the magic altar to visit."

The Demon Realm Envoy's headquarters, the Demon Altar, was not far from Yang Tian's current location. After walking out of the area and turning onto a mountain road, after walking for about ten minutes, Yang Tian had already entered the interior of the Demon Altar.

The eerie place of this name is not at all gloomy or mysterious, but it seems to have a bit of a worldly flavor.

The brightly lit, spacious and modern living room is the so-called Magic Altar Hall. The hall is lined with long bookshelves filled with all sorts of quirky books. Under the bookshelves, there are some long tables, round stools, sand and other furniture. At this time, there were already many people of different colors and languages sitting around the long table, either reading books, or exchanging ideas with each other.

If it weren't for the fact that these people were obviously not ordinary people, Yang Tian would almost think that he had not come to some demon altar, but to the library of some university.

On the road. There were constantly people who were familiar with Fujimoto nodding at Yang Tian, and Yang Tian also followed Fujimoto's consistent performance. One by one, he smiled and nodded and bowed in return.

Look. This place does look like a university club with a strong academic atmosphere, and it is not at all like Yang Tian guessed. It is a cult organization with a strict hierarchy and an eerie atmosphere.

At this time, Yang Tian noticed a yellow-skinned young man who was still quite tall. "Today's young people are a little out of place with the overall atmosphere. Everyone here looks like friends who exchange knowledge, and only the behavior of today's young people can be easily seen through. Whoever is higher than him here, and who is lower than him.

And in addition to the color of his skin, this little kid's appearance is exactly the same as the chrysanthemum remnant that was blown up in Tianyuan Xing, and the stupid Isoldereans who were full of wounds!

"Fujita-kun. After searching Fujimoto's memory, Yang Tian shouted at the young man. This young man is the eldest brother of Qian Fu, who has become a Japanese citizen and changed his name to Qian Gui, Fujita Gui.

"Mr. Fujimoto!" Fujita Gui turned his head to see Yang Tian, his eyes suddenly lit up, he trotted over quickly, and stood beside Yang Tian with a humble face, "What does Mr. Fujimoto command?"

Looking at the humble Fujita Gui, a trace of disdain and disgust flashed in Yang Tian's eyes.

"Good Chinese don't do it, they want to be little Japan's lackeys, and they dare to provoke this handsome man's woman, don't blame this handsome guy for being ruthless!" With this thought in his heart, Yang Tianbai's fat face smiled more amiably "Fujita-kun, the concubine will come in a while, and when the conference is held, stand by my side." ”

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When the annual experience exchange meeting of the Demon Realm Messenger was held, each member's position in the conference was very particular. The members at the front of the station are not only able to observe the research results displayed at the conference up close, which is very beneficial to cultivation, but also a symbol of status.

Originally, a character like Takashi Fujita could only stand in the outermost three floors at most, but Fujimoto was able to stand directly next to the chairman!

"What's the matter?" Fujita-kun didn't seem to be very happy?" Yang Tian's face turned cold, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Where, where!" Fujita said, shaking his hand as if he were convulsive. Then he said with a flattering face, "Mr. Fujimoto's cultivation." In the next five minds, I am grateful!"

"Okay, haha," Ge Tian patted Fujita Gui's shoulder as if complimentingly, but a few traces of hidden emotional energy had already taken the opportunity to quietly disperse and entangle Fujita Gui's mental space.

"The chairman is here!" suddenly someone shouted.

Then, a small door on the left wall of the council hall was opened, and several old men in black suits walked into the hall surrounded by a middle-aged man with a dignified expression and sharp eyes.

The middle-aged man walked straight to a large metal round table in the middle of the hall and stood still, glancing at everyone in the hall.

This simple gesture suddenly replaced the hall with a casual and relaxed atmosphere with a slightly tense and serious atmosphere. Everyone involuntarily stopped reading or discussing, and quickly and orderly came to the round table and stood where they should stand.

And Yang Tian also immediately judged that the chairman of this Demon Realm Envoy was also a spiritual powerhouse, and it seemed to be stronger than the strength of Fujilan Iijima.

"Let's go. Fujita-kun. Waving his hand at Fujita Taka, Yang Tian quickly walked towards the opposite side of the round table and stood beside the chairman.

"Gentlemen" At this time, the middle-aged chairman slowly spoke. In a slightly excited tone, he said, "I believe that this conference will definitely make you unforgettable for the rest of your lives, because this time, our Demon Realm Envoy, has made great progress in the study of that mysterious cultivation treasure!"