"Haha! You kid is so naïve!" Ma Jiulong smiled, and after a moment, his expression became a little hideous, and he said: "You look at my fierce and vicious appearance, like a good talker? What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"

Mo Wuchen also laughed and said, "Just rely on the first two layers of that exercise in my mind, and you don't dare to kill me!"

"Really?" Ma Jiulong said: "Don't you know that there is a method called 'Soul Searching'? As long as I use the method of soul searching, I will immediately know the method of the first two layers of the 'Heaven Hunting Dao'! When the time comes, you will see if I dare to kill you!"

Mo Wuchen's face changed, and he suddenly became a little flustered. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"If you agree to be my apprentice, I might be able to consider your proposal!

"This ......" Mo Wuchen hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay!

Although Mo Wuchen was very reluctant to learn Ma Jiulong's kung fu of corpse refining, he really had no other choice now!

"Good apprentice!" Ma Jiulong said with a smile: "Call 'master' to listen!"

"Master is above, please bow to the apprentice!" Mo Wuchen stiffened his expression and bowed to Ma Jiulong.

Ma Jiulong frowned and said, "Why are your expressions so stiff? Are you looking down on my Ma family's corpse refining method? If it weren't for the fact that I had no heirs, how would I pass on the secrets of our family to you?"

"Don't dare!" Mo Wangchen said with his head down.

"Haha, you don't have to be afraid, will you be eaten if you are embarrassed by the teacher? I have always been very democratic, and I will never force my disciples to do anything!" Ma Jiulong said with a smile.

Mo Wuchen muttered in his heart: If you were a democrat, how could you force others to worship you as a teacher!

But Mo Wuchen didn't dare to say this, unless he didn't want to live anymore!

"By the way, who did you want to help you kill before?As long as it is below the Martial Emperor, the master can help you do it now!" Ma Jiulong was full of momentum when he spoke.

Since Ma Jiulong's cultivation is much higher than Mo Wuchen's, Mo Wuchen can't see his cultivation at all, but the purple haired zombie beside him can at least match Emperor Wu. With Ma Jiulong's backer, Mo Wuchen believes that the Yang family's good days are coming to an end!

Next, Mo Wuchen told Ma Jiulong about the fact that he was originally the third leader of the Tiger Killing Gang, and then accidentally killed Yang Liulang, which led to the extermination of the Tiger Killing Gang, which is true and false, anyway, after Mo Wangchen's oil and vinegar, Yang Zhaohe almost became the big devil who everyone was punished, and he himself became a victim of bullying.

In the end, Mo Wuchen said: "Master, you must avenge our brothers who killed the Tiger Gang!"

"According to what you said, the head of the Yang family is just the first martial king, how dare he be so rampant! The people of the Yang family have done a lot of evil! In this way, if I go to kill Yang Zhaohe, wouldn't I have done a good deed for the people of Liuyang City!" Ma Jiulong pondered for a moment and said, "Go, I'll take you to kill that Yang Zhaohe!"

Mo Wangchen's face was happy, and he was caught under Ma Jiulong before he had time to say anything.

Ma Jiulong's skills are very agile, flying and jumping in the forest, extremely fast, like an ape. Mo Wuchen was caught under his coercion, very uncomfortable, almost out of breath! Good guy! He is not reliable, the master will not treat him as a zombie! Mo Wuchen was a little speechless.

Night, endless black!

The Yang family's compound in Liuyang City is brightly lit!

"Report ......" A house slave quickly ran to Yang Zhaohe's approach, looked very flustered, knelt down with a plop, and said, "Master......! He's dead...... His body was found in the moat......"

"What?" Yang Zhaohe's momentum suddenly froze, and the case rose up! "Erlang, he's also dead......"

"Master......," said the house slave tremblingly.

As soon as Yang Zhaohe raised his hand, a stream of true qi erupted from the palm of his hand, instantly penetrating the heart of the house slave, and blood flowed everywhere!

At this time, the vermilion lacquer gate of the Yang family's compound was smashed open by a huge force! A fine light flashed in Yang Zhaohe's eyes, and he actually felt Mo Wuchen's breath.

"Master Yang, long time no see! How are you lately?" Mo Wuchen's voice came from afar. "Thank you for giving a gift at the Blackstone Auction House last time, junior I have always returned the gift, I'm sorry!"

"Returning the courtesy?" Yang Zhaohe held back the anger in his heart and said coldly: "Isn't the gift you returned less?"

"There are a lot of them? I don't even feel it! Without your old man's head, how can it be considered a big gift?" Mo Wuchen said with a smile. At this time, he had already walked into the lobby, and a group of martial monarch-level house slaves instantly surrounded Mo Wuchen!

"Dare to kick the door of my Yang family! You are the first, so bold and strategic! I will let you have no return today, in order to sacrifice my soul in the sky!" Yang Zhaohe said with an angry face.

"Oh, what do you say, Liulang, he's my good brother, what's the matter, he's dead, who is the murderer, I'm going to avenge him!" Mo Wuchen said very seriously.

Yang Zhaohe was almost about to be killed by Mo Wangchen! There would be such a brazen person in the world!

"You all stand down! I'm going to slash this kid!" Yang Zhaohe motioned for all the house slaves to step aside, and he himself stood up from the yellow rosewood chair suddenly.

"Master, this guy is going to bully the small! Come and help me!" At this time, Mo Wuchen suddenly shouted at the roof!

"Master?" Yang Zhaohe was taken aback, but immediately smiled: "Do you think it is useful to call master?"

At this time, a huge hole was knocked out of the roof of the lobby by a huge force, and a purple-haired stiff fell from the sky! A middle-aged man with half-black and half-white hair followed him, and he opened his mouth and said: "Who is so bold that he dares to bully my disciple of Ma Jiulong!" This voice was as loud as thunder, and everyone present heard it in both ears!

Yang Zhaohe was even more surprised, he didn't expect that Mo Wuchen really brought a helper over, and he stayed on the roof all the time, he didn't feel it at all. This is enough to prove the strength of the cultivation of this half-black, half-white strange man in front of him! And this monster covered in purple hair exudes an extremely terrifying aura!

"This brother Taizun's surname is really this kid's master!"

", who is your brother, you are the oldest and my grandson is not qualified!" Ma Jiulong scolded angrily.

"What a big breath!" Yang Zhaohe straightened up and said, "Sure enough, there are teachers and disciples!