"You've got a lot to say!"

Zhang Tao's face was cold, and the giant sword in his hand flew up, not giving the other party a chance to breathe.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

lest there be long nights and dreams, and sudden changes.

Today, Tang will die if he has no solution, and there is no longer the name of the ghost hand silver needle on the rivers and lakes!

"Come on!"

Disheveled!

Tang Wujie had no power to fight back, and his silver needle could not pose any threat to Zhang Tao at all.

The domineering energy instantly passed through his body, making him lose his ability to defend.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

His eyes were filled with despair, a flush appeared on his pale face, and the ribs in his chest were broken.

In the face of Zhang Tao's savage and rough swordsmanship, he was completely powerless to resist.

There is no blade sword energy, and there is no way to kill.

Today is a catastrophe!

Tang Wuxie felt remorse in his heart, he had known that it was the result today, and he didn't want to accept this bounty task at the beginning.

It's a pity that it's too late now!

There is no regret medicine in this world......

If he heard the existence of the other party in the capital at that time, he might have a chance to leave immediately, but he himself had to die and stay in the city to wait for Granny Osmanthus.

However, Granny Osmanthus did not wait, but waited for death to come.

"Die!"

Zhang Tao's eyes were fierce, and the offensive in his hand did not decrease at all, and after seriously injuring the opponent with a sword, his attack became more fierce and violent.

Deadly moves!

In an instant, the ghost hand silver needle of the rivers and lakes had no solution, and he was beaten like a dead dog, with all his muscles and bones broken, dying, lying on the ground motionless.

"Rao... I'm dying... Life. ”

Tang Wuxie's eyes were scattered, his willpower was tenacious, and he was reduced to this miserable appearance, and he was still unwilling to give up hope of survival.

He was so angry that he said intermittently: "As long as... You let it go...... I, I'm willing to give ...... The base point of the building outside the building...... Information. ”

"All the information about the building?"

Hearing his words, Zhang Tao was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth rose, his voice did not carry a trace of emotion, and he said coldly: "You are dead, I can still know the information I want!" ”

"You don't deserve this deal!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Tao punched his Heavenly Spirit cover.

Airplanes!

The true qi was shocked, and Tang Wujie fainted instantly.

At the critical moment, Zhang Tao's subordinates showed mercy and did not kill the other party on the spot.

Looking at the powerful killer in front of him, he had a better idea in his heart.

"Wouldn't it be a waste to kill you." Zhang Tao muttered to himself.

Immediately, he looked around, picked up Tang Wuxie, who was dying in one hand, and walked towards a dilapidated and collapsed house.

Picking a relatively quiet corner, he unleashed several fiery jackdaws and guarded them.

And he was ready to concoct it in the same way, and use the [Blood God Demon Codex] to refine Tang Wu into a blood slave who obeyed his orders.

In that way, the value can be maximized, and death is too cheap for the other party!

Zhang Tao's purpose is very simple, not only to kill Tang Wuxie, but also to uproot the tumor of Louwailou.

Now refining Tang Wu into a blood slave is the first step he takes revenge on Louwailou.

"You are the interest I get from the outside of the building......"

Zhang Tao's face was expressionless, his eyes were calm and terrifying, and the dagger cut through his palm, letting blood drip on Tang Wujie's body.

He had the experience of refining blood slaves once, and he was very handy for casting the [Blood God Demon Codex] again.

From the body of the ninth princess, let him understand that the prerequisite for refining blood slaves is that the target is on the verge of death, so the chance of success will be greater.

Then, he proceeded step by step, using a sharp blade to cut through Tang Wujie's flesh and blood, and poured his own blood into the larger acupuncture hole.

Skin cracks, blood vessels explode, blood splatters!

Zhang Tao is very familiar with this scene.

As the blood flowed, his face gradually turned pale, and the power of qi and blood in his body was also rapidly depleted.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Wuxie, who was covered in bruises, turned into a bloody man, his skin exploded inch by inch, and the majestic vitality boiled and spread in his body.

As time passed, Zhang Tao stood still in place, staring at the front, waiting for Tang Wujie's transformation.

"Uh~"

Half an hour later, a wail of pain rang out in the dilapidated house.

"It's another one!"

Zhang Tao smiled proudly, looking at Tang Wuxie who was gradually waking up on the ground, and the bold thoughts in his heart were growing wildly.

He had tasted the sweetness of transferring damage to the blood slave, and knew that this blood slave could not only obey the puppet, but also be a hole card to save his life.

The more blood slaves, the less likely they are to die!

"I... Not dead? ”

Tang Wujie woke up faintly, opened his eyes and looked around, and found that it was an unfamiliar environment, and his heart suddenly rose vigilant.

Immediately, he turned his gaze and saw Zhang Tao leaning against a dark corner not far away, he jumped up from the ground with a thud, ignoring the severe pain in his body.

"Zhang~Zhang Tao?!" His voice trembled.

The eyes that looked at the other party became frightened and frightened, and his body subconsciously stepped back.

The cold feeling of death has always haunted his heart, which is unforgettable.

"Get on your knees!"

Zhang Tao let out a low sigh, and his mood did not change at all.

The supreme power is coming.

A suppression from the bloodline made it difficult for Tang Wujie to control his body.

Suddenly, a voice appeared in his heart, which had been ordering him to surrender to the man in front of him.

Thump!

When the voice fell, Tang Wuxie's body was very obedient, kneeling on his knees, his fists clenched and crossed in front of his chest, and his attitude was very respectful.

"Subordinates meet the master!"

In an instant, he seemed to be a different person, and he did not have any thoughts of resisting or resisting Zhang Tao's order, and obeyed his orders.

"Good!"

Zhang Tao nodded, the corners of his mouth rose, looking at the newly refined blood slave in front of him, he felt very satisfied.

The control method from the [Blood God Magic Codex] really worked!

"Tell me the strongholds and information of the outer building in the capital, and tell me in detail." He commanded.

"Yes, my master!"

Tang Wujie didn't resist anything, and told all the information he knew.

Through understanding, Zhang Tao knew that Louwailou had twelve hidden strongholds in the capital, and the six gold medal killers had not yet been caught, they were hiding everywhere, waiting for the arrival of the shopkeeper Osmanthus Mother-in-law.

Their purpose seems to be that in addition to killing themselves, they have other important things to do.

There is a strict hierarchy in the building outside the building, and each state has its own liaison restaurant, in which there are three different functional positions: the running hall, the shopkeeper and the account office.

Tang Wujie is a gold medal killer, and he belongs to the running hall that accepts and executes bounty tasks.

The osmanthus mother-in-law, who has not yet arrived in the capital, is the treasurer who governs and distributes tasks.

The final account office is responsible for intelligence and liaison in the building outside the building.

On top of each restaurant, there is also a landlord who controls all the restaurants in each state and has a high status.

Its cultivation is unfathomable, its whereabouts are secretive, it comes and goes without a trace, and no one has seen each other's faces so far, which is very mysterious.

"I see."

Zhang Tao touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.

Immediately, he muttered to himself, "Could it be that the old demon's other purpose is for the Spring Festival?" ”