The black-robed man walked out of Boyang Mansion City, until he walked to a mountain, his figure trembled, and he had turned into a demon with nine skulls hanging around his neck.

"Hurry up, boys."

The demon's mouth moved slightly.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind in the mountains and fields, and six figures appeared from all directions, and these six figures were all wrapped in black wind, and they were actually six children with red lips and white teeth and ruddy faces.

"The King."

"The King."

The six boys respectfully saluted the black-robed man.

"In this Xia Dynasty Mansion City, I don't want to show my demonic spirit, then Xu Mansion is afraid that it has some background, and it is easy for you six little ghosts to do things, go, go with me." He came here to pick up the six boys.

"The king is still afraid of Fucheng?" A young boy grinned.

"I'm not afraid, Emperor Xia is such a strong person, although I should have accepted the benefits of the eagle for him this time, but it is better not to anger Emperor Xia." The black-robed man smiled.

Emperor Xia is not afraid, but he is also afraid, you can see in the title, calling Nie City Lord, he is calling the eagle, and it is different for Emperor Xia.

"Let's go." The black-robed man waved his robe. The six boys suddenly turned into six yin winds. The black-robed man turned into a black wind and disappeared on the side of the mountain.

Dingzhou Xujia.

At the beginning of the rising sun, Xu Dingyuan had already walked out of his warm pavilion in a brocade robe, and walked into the courtyard of the Xu family's school.

Now the Xu family has a big business, and of course there are many stewards. They are not all successful cultivators, and getting out of the warm bed early in the morning is really a huge challenge for those of them who live at a slower pace.

But since the steward who was in charge of the school's discipline was indulged in a night's fun, he lingered on the bed with the concubine the next morning, but Xu Dingyuan personally went to the house, threw him out of the house, and was removed from the position of steward. These stewards no longer dare to be negligent, even if they accompany Master Xu to inspect every morning, they are all in good spirits.

Let's talk about another thing, just two years ago, the Xu family school was in charge of purchasing books for the students, and the housekeeper who used the silver taels daily relied on his sister to marry into the Xu family and became the heir and daughter-in-law of Xu Dingyuan. acted arrogantly and domineeringly, filled his pockets, and threatened how rich the Xu family was, so what was the difference? As a result, after the incident, Xu Dingyuan was furious, opened the incense hall to enforce the family law, in front of the girl in charge, in front of the Xu Mansion, beat him to death in front of the school, and then buried his body on the road of the school, so that the students trampled on it every day.

On these two things, one has accumulated over time, and the other has been iron-blooded and decisive, and there is no doubt that Xu Dingyuan, the head of the family, has established the authority and image of Xu Dingyuan, who is upright and selfless.

In the past 20 years, with Xu Chuan's status rising and becoming a prince of the imperial court, Xu Dingyuan's status has of course risen, and now he is like this, of course, his pursuit is different, even if it is a pig, put it in his position, it will change.

Wealth? Xu Dingyuan is not lacking.

Name? The reputation of the Xu family, up to the Holy Princes themselves, down to the Xu family, who doesn't say a good word.

"My life is enough, it is enough to be able to raise some useful talents for the court and do some good things for the people." The status is different, and the ideas are also sublimated.

This is today's Xu Dingyuan, of course, he also thinks about doing more good deeds, maybe he will also be blessed with Qitian, cultivate Jindan, and live for 300 years.

Walking in the martial arts hall of the Xu Family Academy... In ancient times, the imperial court encouraged civil and military practitioners, even a talented man should master the art of riding and archery, not to mention that this is the world of cultivation, although it is true that the text carries the Tao, it can strengthen the body, and the cultivation of the true way is even more trendy, plus the wind and thunder of the cultivation of the Qi Emperor Xia Jin, of course, the Xu family school also teaches the method of refining qi, and even if the qualification is good enough, the talent is extraordinary, and it can also be given by the spirit stone of the prince of the manifestation.

It's just that, compared with normal cultivation sects, schools pay more attention to the shaping of character.

In Dingzhou, if you meet a disciple of the Xu family school when walking on the rivers and lakes, which one is not a high look. The Xu family schools all seem to have the momentum of a large sect. It is said that the Jindan monks of other major sects often appear to preach. But that's for the face of the Holy Princess, Xu Chuan.

Xu Dingyuan walked through the martial arts hall with many stewards, and saw at a glance the figure of a lonely person practicing swordsmanship on the martial arts training ground. Seeing that figure, Xu Dingyuan rarely showed a smile on his face. The figure's name was Ganyu. It was originally after one of his old friends, twenty years ago when Emperor Qi was in power, the world was rampant with cultivators, and that old friend was coveted and killed by cultivators because of some property at home, and only this heir was left in one of the sects, and it was all thanks to his blessing to survive. Ganyu is now twenty-four years old, handsome and beautiful, and his cultivation has also reached the innate, which is really a rare talent.

Ganyu saw Xu Dingyuan from a distance, and also saluted respectfully, with respect from the bottom of his heart in his eyes.

"Alright, you guys disperse." Xu Dingyuan commanded.

The stewards behind him politely dispersed, looking at the appearance, I am afraid that many of them are ready to go back to sleep.

Xu Dingyuan stepped forward, the weather was going to be cold again, and the cold air of the early morning seemed to penetrate into his robe, drilling into his body, and he couldn't help but tighten his robe.

But the next moment...

"Cool?" Xu Dingyuan's steps forward slammed suddenly. Who is he, although his cultivation is not at the top of his life, he has also become an innate master, how can he feel the coolness of ordinary weather?

Just when Xu Dingyuan's footsteps stopped.

Call.

Suddenly, under the rising sun, six boys appeared, wearing bright red belly pockets, shorts, bare feet, red lips and white teeth, and they were lovely. But seeing them, Xu Dingyuan's heart was cold for no reason.

"Who are you?"

"Xu Dingyuan."

"Come with us."

"Giggle..."

The six boys laughed strangely, and the three boys had already rushed over, and the three boys were like three ghosts, and even between their fingers and around their bodies, there were colorful miasma.

"It's all Jindan monks." Xu Dingyuan couldn't move at all, so he could only flash this thought in his heart.

The three who shot were Jindan monks, and those who didn't shoot were afraid that they were higher, Yuanying monks?

Such monks to deal with him?

"Xu Gong!" An angry roar sounded in the courtyard, and I saw a figure like a lightning flash, and the speed burst in front of Xu Dingyuan.

"Huh?"

"Innate stage, artistic conception level?"

The three boys were all amazed. But then he smiled and poked a finger in his heart.

Burst.

Ganyu's heart was pierced directly.

"Ganyu!" Xu Dingyuan's eyes were split.

Although Ganyu was unwilling in his eyes, he was calm, his family suffered a great disaster when he was four years old, and he was raised by Xu Dingyuan. In his heart, he has long regarded Xu Dingyuan as a father.

"Boom."

The sky in the courtyard suddenly darkened.

This time, the faces of the six boys changed slightly, and in the dim sky, a gray mist appeared, and the three boys had already arrived in front of Xu Dingyuan, but they were blocked by the gray mist.

"Not good."

The three boys hurriedly tried to retreat, but the gray mist condensed into a gray figure.

The gray figure held a thin sword, surrounded by a heavy dead air.

"Necromancy? Are you here? A boy exclaimed.

But the figure on the other side was like ashes, and he didn't even look at him.

"Puff puff."

Three sword lights flashed, and the strange gray sword light, like the scythe of the god of death, instantly slashed through the bodies of the three boys. It's too fast, just like Xu Dingyuan has no power to fight back in front of the three boys, these three boys have no power to fight back in front of the Necromantic Son!

Whether it is artistic conception cultivation or magic powers, the Necromantic Son surpasses them too much.

Plop, plop...

The three corpses fell to the ground, the colored smoke on their bodies pressed back, and the flowers and plants in the distance became withered.

"Sure enough, there is a reliance." Outside Xu's mansion, on a street, a black-robed man was looking at this side with a smile.

……

"Ganyu." Xu Dingyuan rushed over to pick up the body of his feelings, and immediately took out a pill from his arms, he crushed the pill, and sent it to Ganyu's mouth with true qi.

"This elixir was sent by Chuan'er, as long as it is not a soul scattered, it can be saved." Xu Dingyuan's eyes were red.

He saved people here, and the Necro looked at the three remaining boys in front of him, the bodies of the three boys in front of him fell, and the three boys in the distance didn't even feel a little sad, but each opened their mouths and sucked it.

Shh

The bodies of the three boys instantly turned into smoke and were swallowed by them.

"Protect the master."

"That's..."

"The Six Ghost Boys of Laoshan?"

At this moment, a series of monk figures appeared everywhere in the courtyard, all of them were Jindan monks. The backer behind the Xu family is Xu Chuan, the prince of the Holy Saint. Although this is not the Gonghou Mansion, it is not an ordinary big family, and many monks have taken refuge in the Xu Mansion in order to take refuge and have a backer.

The monks also recognized the boys.

"Although these six ghost boys have always behaved perversely, they have never dared to provoke the imperial court, and this time they actually made a move on Xu Gong?"

They were secretly surprised.

They were even more surprised by the appearance of the Necrogen.

Twenty years ago, the name of the Dead Soul Son resounded through the evil ways of the Xiuzhen Realm, and I heard that the Dead Soul Son helped the Ming Emperor ascend the throne and made a great contribution, and the Ming Emperor removed him from the evil path, and then disappeared.

Twenty years have passed, but I didn't expect the Necro to be in the Xu Mansion.

And he has already become a great monk of the Yuanying Child?

The speed of entering the country is really incredible.

"Necromancy, get out of the way. You are a branch of the Blood God Sect, what are you doing? The three boys spoke at the same time, and their tones were extremely synchronous.

The Necromancer glanced at Ganyu, who had woken up in pain after taking the pill in Xu Dingyuan's arms, and immediately looked at the three boys in front of him with eyes like ashes.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze.

The three boys shouted at the same time.

Rumble.

The three boys' bodies were violently surrounded by ghostly winds, and the original body of less than three feet had all turned into a rakshasa with green skin and red hair, bloody eyes and sharp claws, and it was obvious that he had already exerted his ghost powers.

"Die."

The three ghost rakshasas rushed over at the same time, and the true Yuan Yin wind at the Yuan Infant level was like a ghost crying wolf.

Two more long swords appeared out of thin air around the Necromantic Son's body. His sword trick pinched, and he killed hard, the sword light roared, the gray mist rose, and the three ghost rakshasas were all cut one after another sword marks.

The monks around him were shocked when he saw this scene. Neither of these parties is considered to be cultivating the righteous path, and the fight is really dangerous and weird.

"But it looks like the Necro has the upper hand." The monks' hearts were slightly relieved.

"The old man has already informed Qi Yuanwei, and the military guard immediately said, dare to make a move in Fucheng, hum..." He was also afraid, if it wasn't for Ganyu this time, if it wasn't for the Dead Spirit Son, he was afraid that he would already be dead.

But he snorted coldly.

Swish.

The surrounding black wind descended and swept his figure at once.

"Not good!"

"Sir!"

"Xu Gong!" Ganyu's eyes widened.

The eyes of the Necromantic Son who was fighting in front of him also frowned.

"Haha, the king has made a move." The three rakshasa boys laughed.

A big man's head was revealed in the black wind, and he looked at the dead spirit child playfully: "At a young age, it's not bad to cultivate like this." ”

"Let's go!"

The black wind swept Xu Dingyuan's body and rose up.

……

In the summer capital, the prince's mansion.

Xu Chuan was eating breakfast with Su Qing Miaoyin, and suddenly his face changed.

"What a guts!"

"Husband, what's wrong?" Su Qing hurriedly asked.

Miao Yin also looked at him in surprise, and then her expression moved.

"There is a great evil cultivator in Dingzhou? The black wind swept into the sky and swept away the father-in-law? ”