It depends on the owner to beat the dog, and the practice of killing the building by the ghost is simply not giving him face, how can Yi Chen be angry.

My prairie and my horse, I can do whatever I want, others can't.

Thinking that his eldest meow was still floating in Nanshan County until he lost contact, Yi Chen's heart suddenly became unhappy.

This trip happened to bring back the rebel on the way, and he was strictly disciplined.

It must be told that at its age, struggle is the best background.

As soon as his mind moved, Yi Chen's figure disappeared in place.

The Nanshui River in the moonlight is as winding and beautiful as a ribbon, and a man in black with a hood is walking briskly.

Some people wander the rivers and lakes, and some people study hard in the cold window.

Some people flatter, some people cry bitterly.

Some people go to Liangshan on a snowy night, and some people go to cut people on a starry night.

Everyone carries a tombstone called life on their backs.

"It's not easy to be poor, work hard~"

Looking at the bright moon on the horizon, Yi Chen sighed deeply, his eyebrows twisted into Sichuan characters, and then walked faster.

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…

Huamanlou is a famous gold cave in Nanshan County.

It is an organization that engages in import and export trade and people-to-people connection projects.

The color building is nine high, and the building is full of red sleeves.

From the bottom to the third floor, there are long legs of tulle, and upstairs is full of big girls and little daughters-in-law waving handkerchiefs with half-exposed breasts.

The upper part of the third floor is by invitation, and non-dignitaries and cultivators are not allowed to enter.

The flowers are full of people downstairs, the big teapot and the old bustard are ushered in outside the door, and a big tooth with snot is wearing a torn gown and pulling the erhu to play and sing on the long street outside the building.

"The willow leaves are pointed, and the stars are crawling all over the sky!"

"Passing by, listen carefully to what I have to say."

"This happened in Hualiu Lane in the west of the city."

"Hualiu Lane Mushroom Workshop, there is a Song Laosan."

"Speaking of that Song Laosan, the two are bad gamblers."

"I have no children in my life, and I gave birth to a daughter-in-law."

…

"The little girl's name is Xiaolian, handsome and good-looking."

"Once I came to Huamanlou, the days went straight to the Nine Heavens."

…

On the ninth floor of the building, Xiaolian was wearing a red mandarin duck belly pocket, white tulle, and black socks, and was sitting on the brocade couch sobbing constantly.

Some people are born with a golden spoon in their mouths, and some people have a life that is more bitter than the yellow lotus.

She is the one whose life is worse than Huang Lian.

There was a pair of bad gambler parents on the stall.

Ten days ago, her parents brought a person back home, saying that she was in a hurry, someone asked her to work, the work is a little tired, up and down things have to be done, sometimes not only hands but also mouth, but the salary is very high, the food is very good, can learn the craft, the salary is paid, and the sick and Lang Zhong see.

She looked at the empty rice jar and the broken house where the mice did not come, and gritted her teeth in the encouraging eyes of her parents and agreed.

She originally thought that she was just a person at most, doing some work to serve people, but who knew that she would fall into the fire pit.

After being tortured by the old bustard for three days, she succumbed.

Next, a bunch of outdated old mothers came to teach her all kinds of skills, and today is the day she came out of the cabinet, saying that there was a Yan Ye who bought her at a high price, and asked her to live and serve well, and she must not be offended.

If you serve well, you won't have to work in the next life.

Looking at the envious looks of the old mothers, how could it be your turn if she was twenty years younger, Xiaolian's heart was even more sad.

She just wants to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated.

She didn't want to sit in an urn and practice so-called secret arts to please others.

Squeak.

The door opened suddenly.

Under Xiaolian's frightened eyes, a moving mountain of flesh squeezed into the door.

For a while, Xiaolian, who was less than ninety pounds, burst into tears, and she panicked.

Yan Renxi was led to the ninth floor by the big teapot.

Someone is in the abyss, someone lives in a high-rise building.

Some people are bare, some people are rusty.

This is the unevenness of the world.

As the younger brother of the ghost killing landlord Yan Ren, he has to get wind and rain in his life.

"Endless mountain delicacies, endless money, endless wealth, endless houses."

"Lang Lang, Lang Lang."

Humming an unknown song, Yan Renxi came to the room with a wine burp, and his eyes couldn't help but light up when he saw Xiaolian who was shocked on the brocade couch.

Full dusk.

One word, tender!

Who in the entire Nanshan County doesn't know that he loves a tender mouthful.

He especially likes the frightened and painful looks and screams of others.

It gave him the pleasure of being omnipotent.

Looking at Xiao Lian, who looked like a little lamb, Yan Renxi wanted to pounce, but in the end he still endured it, and he remembered the teachings of his eldest brother.

A veteran in flowers, the gluttony of the color country cannot be strong.

That's indecent.

With a snap, he took out an inverted hourglass and slapped it on the table.

"Chick, give you an hourglass time, either I'll throw it out to feed the dogs, or come and serve me."

"I don't like to force others, you can choose one yourself."

"Master Yan, Ling...."Xiaolian's tears couldn't stop flowing, crystal clear, as if pouring out the bitter water of life, suddenly, her eyes turned to horror, and she actually screamed.

"What are you, it's time to cry!" Yan Ren laughed proudly, and the layers of flesh on his body trembled, like a mountain of meat was shaking.

At that moment, a shadow suddenly swallowed him.

He felt something behind him.

Yan Renxi turned around with difficulty, only to see a man wearing a hood suddenly appear behind him.

The man's eyes were as dark and deep as an abyss, devouring people's hearts.

"Oni....Oni Naka..."

The air suddenly froze, like molten iron, and the throat seemed to be blocked by a piece of stubborn iron.

A strong malice surged towards him.

It was as if his heart had been grabbed by a large, invisible hand, and then slammed into it.

His breathing began to rapid, short and rapid, fast and shallow.

Beads of sweat broke out of his forehead.

He's afraid!

He's scared!

For some reason, he suddenly thought of those little white flowers that he had destroyed to death.

I thought of their weak, pitiful and helpless expressions before they died, and I thought of their painful and desperate looks.

"Little girl, close your eyes!"

Yi Chen smiled gently at Xiaolian, with three points of apology on his face.

A big hand suddenly touched the top of Yan Renxi's head.

"Yan Renxi, you are really a waste, you are not a real person who has cultivated on the right path, and you have no hope of advancing to the middle stage of the real person realm in this life."

"The light of your life is like a candle in the wind, and when the wind is a little stronger, it is extinguished."

Yi Chen's voice was like the murmur of the devil, sounding slowly in Yan Renxi's ears, and every second was like a torture to his mind.

After absorbing the true intent of Bawu and being promoted to the thirteenth layer of true skill, Yi Chen found that when he spread malice against someone, it would have its own deterrent effect, such as the waste in front of him, under the suppression of his energy and spirit, like pork on a chopping board.

Every time he said a word, Yi Chen's big hand pressed down for a minute, and at the end of the final word extermination, Yan Renxi's head had been slowly pressed into his chest, and a mountain of meat collapsed.

The memory extraction ability was activated, and there were fragments of memories about Yan Renxi, which came to Yi Chen's mind, and for a while he seemed to see a t of children who were not suitable, or the kind of infantry....

"Ahh What a man! "Yi Chen finished working overtime, raised his legs and wanted to leave, he was going to find his eldest son.

At this time, the terrifying pressure that enveloped the room suddenly dissipated, Xiaolian panted like a drowning lamb, she saw that Yi Chen was leaving, and the courage that came from nowhere in her heart fluttered and rolled and climbed off the brocade couch and hugged Yi Chen's thighs tightly.

"Uncle, help!"

Yi Chen: "....."

"What do you want to do?"

The ecstasy ability was activated, and Xiaolian's mind seemed to be swallowed by the dark night sky, and she began to ask and answer.

"The little girl is so miserable!"

"If you meet a parent who is inferior to this kind of beast, it is better to be an orphan~"

"But since you asked for the head of the Taoist master and called me uncle, then."

"Dao Venerable favors you!"

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows, and at this time he knew that it was Xiaolian's biological father who pulled the erhu downstairs, he clapped his hands, and after a while, a middle-aged man in a cyan robe walked in.

This person is the shadow son of his bloody killing building here, code name, water ghost.

"Find someone to arrange to redeem this girl, find her a job in an ordinary city, and I can do it to ensure the safety and joy of an ordinary person."

"By the way, send her gambling dog parents to mine and dig to death."

"If you have any difficulties, tell Yang Zuo Envoy, and Hua Manlou will not let people go, and you will also find Yang Zuo Envoy."

"If Yang Zuo can't talk about it, the owner of this building will talk to them in person."

The middle-aged man has an ordinary appearance, and he can't recognize the kind when he throws it into the pile, and at first glance he is a good seedling who is a killer, he glanced at the headless corpse on the ground, and immediately knelt down like a jade pillar pushing the golden mountain, and stroked his chest with one hand and said:

"Dare not to die for the landlord!"

Yi Chen nodded with satisfaction, his trip was not entirely because the ghost killing building didn't give him face, and he still had the intention of stirring up trouble, how could he provoke a war with the ghost killing building if he didn't do this?

How to subdue the hearts of the bloody killers?

Yi Chen was very happy when he heard that a helmsman of the Ghost Slayer Building had killed a silver medal killer of them, and he was even happier when Yang Zuo said that this helmsman was still the younger brother of the Ghost Slayer Owner.

The Ghost Killing Building is a big force adjacent to his Blood Killing Building, and it also belongs to the Sanssouci Alliance, which is notorious.

Bloody killing of the building and kidnapping tickets, collecting money is really releasing people, the price is fair, and Tong Su is not bullied.

And the ghost kills the building and collects the money, the people tear up the tickets, and dare to do any business that lacks morality.

Grabbing the mud swallow's mouth, sharpening the iron needle, splitting the fine meat on the legs of the heron, and the fat in the abdomen of the mosquito, the damn can do it.

The ghost kills the owner of the building, Yan Ren hates, and the family has a purple flag, which contains two old ghosts of the sevenfold real human realm, and he himself is also the cultivation of the sevenfold of the real human realm, relying on this treasure, Yan people's hatred is rampant, and there has been a lot of suppression for the rise of the blood killing building.

For the sake of justice, he had to him.

Influencing him to collect crimson dots is an added crime.

What's more, he's been spending a bit a lot lately.

"Water ghost, come here with your ears."

"You cut off one of the fingers of the Yan people as a proof, and then burn his body to ashes, and so on and so on. Got it? ”

"After finishing this matter, go to Yang Zuo's envoy to receive 10,000 taels of silver."

The middle-aged man codenamed 'Water Ghost' listened to the landlord's teachings in shock, and his eyes widened for a while.

…

…

At noon on the second day, facing the sun, a strange carriage came to the station of the ghost killing building, and a thin coffin was pulled on the carriage, and a huge word 'miserable' was written on both ends of the coffin.

Suddenly, when he came to the front of the Ghost Slayer Tower, under the watchful eyes of the pawns, an arrow shot out with a letterhead and landed on the flagpole in front of the station.

After reading the letterhead, the doorkeeper was shocked and shouted, "Go and ask the landlord." ”

At that moment, the carriage suddenly flipped on its side, and a finger, a handful of ashes, and three talismans fell out of the coffin.

In the shocked eyes of the pawns, a green talisman spontaneously combusted without wind, and a strong wind blew on the spot, and the ashes swirled and flew away.

Immediately after that, the blue talisman rekindled, and a light rain fell within ten meters of the coffin, which lasted for ten seconds.

In the end, a purple talisman rekindled, and an electric snake exploded on the spot, scorching the fingers on the ground to black~

As a professional killer, he has some special skills in his hands, and techniques such as the delayed detonation of the talisman seal are not particularly difficult for the 'water ghost'.

The most difficult thing for the 'water ghost' is the owner's thinking.....

After a while, a middle-aged man with two fleshless cheeks and narrow eyes came to the overturned coffin, he looked at the scene in front of him, looked at the letterhead, and then looked at the blackened fingers on the ground, and suddenly looked up to the sky and roared:

"Ahh You're looking for death! ”

I saw that the letterhead in his hand clearly read:

[Brother Yan, let my brother's ashes be sent back by the original way, no need to thank me, I specially prepare to burn and bury 10,000 taels of silver, just at the Egret Peak in Nanshan, my ghost Zhongdao is waiting for the arrival of the big family, and Jun Che to discuss funeral matters. 】

…

Nanshan Bailu Peak is a mountain two hundred miles away from the station of the Ghost Killing Tower.

It is named because there are many egrets that inhabit here.

In the evening, the Egret Peak, the sky is a crimson cloud, reflecting the mountains and rivers, intertwined into a magnificent picture.

Yi Chen walked out of the big array with the head of Yan Ren's hatred, and smashed the clouds in the sky.

Yan Renhe is really a cold and cautious person, in order to prevent fraud, when Yi Chen stimulated him so much, he still brought a deputy landlord to come, and set up a large array at the bottom of the mountain, so that Yi Chen could enter the formation.

Easy dust is naturally as good as flowing.

He wasn't afraid that Yan Ren would hate to see him at all, he couldn't bear not to come to see him after being slapped in the face like this, Yan Ren hated this landlord and didn't want to do it.

Don't want to gain a foothold in the underground forces, their people will have to sit at the child's table when they go out to pick up work in the future.

After entering the battle, it was natural that there was a little quarrel between the two sides, and with reproduction as a link, Yi Chen made a sincere speech to the eighteenth generation of female relatives who were hated by Yan Ren~

After a full exchange of opinions, Yan Renhe, who couldn't stand it, took the lead and summoned the two old ghosts to have a little friction with Yi Chen, and the two sides became one.

The matter finally ended with the Yan people hating the side scratching their heads.

"In total, I earned another 2,600 crimson dots, comfortable."

"I didn't expect that Yan Ren hated that old boy for having a high-grade spirit beast bag in his hand, but it saved me a lot of money, and others were weird~"

Yi Chen floated in the air like a killing god, his sleeves fluttering, cruising in the air.

Insight ability activation, combined with the excellent vision brought by the Yin-Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique, the sharp gaze looks for characters that may be lurking in the surroundings.

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Yi Chen said to himself: "What a guts!" There really is a little mouse that has slipped through the net and is hiding in the shadows. ”

He spun around and fell to the ground like a meteor, slamming into the ground somewhere in the ground.

The eyes of a little black fat man who was lurking in the ground with a strange magic weapon suddenly became desperate.

Under the pressure of immense pressure, his talisman weapon burst and turned into a mess of meat sauce.

As long as he kills people cleanly enough, no one will find out who he is.

Yi Chen looked up at the beautiful scenery in the sky, threw the head of Yan Ren's hatred to the ground, and then walked away.

This is the lurking way of his Yi Daochang.

Bloody bunker, night.

Yang Zuo looked at the three bloody storage rings in his hand in shock.

Yi Chen patted him on the shoulder again, and said meaningfully: "Do it well, I see everything in my eyes." ”

"You work hard, and it is not impossible for me to teach you the magic skills of the giant spirit in the future."

The Giant Spirit Demon Skill is the magic skill practiced by the original blood killing building master, and he has been lying in the dusty storage ring to eat ashes and tattered one.

However, the tattered in his eyes was an extremely precious treasure in the eyes of Yang Zuo at this time.

After drawing a big cake for Yang Zuo, Yi Chen turned around and returned to his secret room in retreat.

Power is reflected with distribution, not to mention that Yang Zuo's life is still in his own hands, Yi Chen is not afraid that Yang Zuo's identity will doubt his identity.

Even if there is doubt, as long as he is a smart person, he will convince himself.

…

…

With a pat of the spirit beast bag, the meow probe ran out of it, jumping up and down around Yi Chen, and the joy was beyond words.

After killing Yan Renhe and his party, Yi Chen entered Nanshan County and took Meow back.

To his surprise, Meow didn't mess around, but strangely hid on the beams of a studio to watch others draw, which made him a little confused.

After playing with Meow for a while, in the dead of night, Yi Chen took out the letter sent by King Xiaoyao, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

The King of Freedom didn't know what he meant, but he actually posted a post to summon many leaders of the Sanssouci Alliance to go to his Sanssouci Mansion to discuss matters.

Mr. Lu Xun once said that it is a question of whether to go or not to go.

After thinking about it, Yi Chen decided to go.

Now that his cultivation has risen greatly, even if it is a tiger's den in Longtan, he dares to break through.

Besides, the millions of taels of deposits he hacked the King of Freedom should also be dealt with.

He used the Blood Killing Building very easily, and he still didn't want to throw it away too easily.

Of course, I heard that King Xiaoyao likes to have fun banquets, and there are also Heavenly Demon Dances to watch in Sanssouci Mansion, which makes Yi Chen also want to go for a long time.

"King Xiaoyao, the underground emperor of Jiangnan Province, an old thief, what do you want to do?"

"Will you be the purple demon of Jiangnan Province?"

Thinking of the strange task of collecting human bones from the King of Freedom, and the information that asked Ghost Zhongdao to investigate him, Yi Chen felt that there must be a big secret in this person.

"Then, the poor road will come to meet you, King of Ease."

Yi Chen got up indifferently, a bit of white light flashed from his fingertips, and then suddenly expanded, and the white light swallowed all the evil things stored in the secret room like water waves.

More than eighty streams of information flashed across his eyes.

"It's less than I imagined, it's just over 1,100 points."

"But I have more than 3,700 crimson dots again, and my progress is not bad."

"If the King of Freedom is a human demon or has the cultivation of the True Monarch Realm, what should he do?"

Yi Chen stood with his hands in his hands, but he fell into deep thought.

After a long time, a sigh sounded in the secret room, and Lei Yanyu began to bloom with sparks.

A Taoist was grinning and groping the electric door with a distorted face.

The limit is truncated 199, there are 600 words together, there are still 200 left, and the next chapter is still rushing me to come on~

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Uh, chapter 225 was reviewed, sorry

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