? Seeing the pillar of fire rising, Ying Qin's 'desire' was instantly released. In his eyes, the red glow gradually receded, and his eyes gradually returned to clarity.

And after 'shooting' this arrow, the longbow in his hand changed from blue to green, and it looked full of life, not like a murder weapon at all.

Looking at the blood pool in front of him again, Ying Qin's eyes actually flashed with a trace of disgust!

The original technique of devouring blood and 'flesh' was not enough to support Ying Qin to 'shoot' such an arrow every day. And in order to maintain their position, a daily arrow is necessary. That's why this pool of blood exists.

However, this is not the only reason for the existence of blood pools.

Although this self-created exercise ensured Ying Qin's unique position in this crazy 'chaotic' world, it gradually eroded Ying Qin's sanity. The daily replenishment could only be slightly soothed, and only this killing arrow could fully release his killing intent, so as to keep his spiritual consciousness awake.

It is precisely because of the need to 'shoot' such an arrow every day to release the killing qi that there is this blood pool. For a long time, how many mortal young 'women' have been buried here, Ying Qin can't remember!

This arrow was obviously very expensive for Ying Qin, and his sideburns were also slightly sweaty. Ying Qin took the longbow and sat down on the original seat, and suddenly a voice sounded: "Haha, Ying Qin, there are many more people killed by this arrow today than yesterday!"

Hearing this voice, a trace of anger appeared on Ying Qin's face. Needless to say, it's the ubiquitous summer and it's here!

Although there is the evil act of collecting and supplementing the virgin 'girl', but whether Ying Qin is in the Kyushu Continent or here, he only does this in a secret environment, and this is also the case with the 'fine' design of such a 'flower' garden on this high platform. Out of some subtle psychology, he didn't want others to see him doing such things.

But there was no doubt that Xia Wuji had already arrived here and had seen everything he had done, which couldn't help but make Ying Qin extremely angry.

"Xia Wuji, don't appear at this time in the future!" Ying Qin turned around and looked at the old man sitting on the stool opposite, and said with infinite annoyance.

"Ying Qin, it's been a few days, that outsider, you haven't caught it yet, this speed is too slow!" Xia Wuhe looked at Ying Qin and smiled, "I have already said that this outsider is not like ordinary outsiders, and the treasures on his body are very many! At least he has a net worth of tens of millions of spirit stones, if your people can't catch it, let Xiong Zhen take the lead, you will regret going!"

"Xia Wuji, do you have such good intentions? Besides, don't you claim to be the king of the Void Hell! You still don't know exactly where the outsiders are hiding!" Ying Qin looked at Xia Wuhe coldly, and at the same time quickly put on a shirt, "The outsiders were originally put in by you, and it's not a matter of catching him if you want to catch him! Even if you don't make a move, just tell me the location of the outsider, and I will catch him directly! Where is so much trouble?"

"If it's really possible, we'll deal with him when we're on the Kyushu Continent! This matter is about the family blood oath, and I can't tell you his location at all. But catching him and keeping him here will be good for you and me!" Xia Wuhe smiled and said, "Win Qin, this is a great fortune, aren't you tempted?"

Ying Qin snorted coldly and said, "My people have already done what you instructed, but obviously it has no effect. The information you gave me was not accurate, and the compassion of this outsider was not as widespread as you said. ”

"I can't be wrong with my information. Don't forget that I'm in control. Xia Wuhe smiled and said, "This outsider's sympathy is definitely above the 'level'! And I can tell you that the outsider is about to take it anymore! Win Qin, you still need to work harder!" After speaking, in the long laughter, Xia Wuji's figure gradually disappeared like light smoke.

"The surname is Xia, don't appear at this time in the future!" Ying Qin stood up and shouted angrily towards Xia Wuqi's disappearing position, but no one responded at all.

"Damn!" Ying Qin scolded indignantly, waved the sleeves of his robe, cleaned up the reddish blood stains on the ground, and then sat back.

"Emperor!" said an old man who had crossed the stairs and bowed to Ying Qin. The old man is also the peak of cultivation during the Tribulation Period, and the logo of the Great Emperor Guard is embroidered on his chest, which is none other than Feng Tang, the captain of the Great Emperor Guard. Although they were both at the peak of the Tribulation Period, Feng Tang's gaze at Ying Qin was obviously full of fear.

"Feng Tang, you order, the additional number of killable places in Nancheng District will be increased by another 200 every day, and all the goods above the level will be required!" Ying Qin raised his head and said expressionlessly, "The younger the better, and it should be in the most conspicuous place, understand?"

"Yes, Emperor!" Feng Tang replied without any 'waves' on his face. It seems that the torture and killing of more than 200 mortals and young 'women' every day seems to him to be a trivial matter.

"Every shipment has to be registered. After catching that outsider, all cultivators who lost their goods will be compensated twice, you know?" Win Qin thought for a moment and continued.

"They will thank you for your kindness, Emperor!" Feng Tang bowed again, still without any expression on his face.

"Okay, you go down!" Ying Qin was also very satisfied with his kindness, and waved his hand tiredly.

Feng Tang bowed again, and then walked down the stairs silently.

Ying Qin sat on the high platform for a long time, and his already clear eyes gradually glowed red.

"Xia Wuhe!Xia Wuhe!" Suddenly, Ying Qin's throat let out a beastly roar. He whispered with great resentment.

The feeling of being spied upon made Ying Qin extremely unhappy, especially when doing such a secret thing. Anger was like a poisonous snake in his heart, and the affairs of outsiders were less important than that!

"Xia Wuji, damn it! One day, you will fall into the hands of the deity!"

"When the time comes, the deity will want you to live, not to die!"

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Nancheng District, Twilight 'Color' Hotel.

The location of the hotel is excellent, at the 'junction' of several alleys in the southern part of the city, overlooking several streets. It's still the price of a spirit stone in January, and since the last bar murder, Chen Yuxiang has moved here.

Last time in the small bar, among the monks killed by Chen Yuxiang, two of them were cultivators in the refining period, and after killing these two people, Chen Yuxiang's remaining tasks were only 8 people.

However, Chen Yuxiang did not rush to make a move, but stayed at the Twilight Hotel and waited quietly.

He wanted to see more and see through the world. See through why these high-ranking cultivators have become unbearable bandits and bandits after being exiled.

Like many small hotels in Nancheng District, the Twilight Hotel is only nominally owned by Emperor Yingqin, and a certain amount of wealth is paid to the Emperor every month, although the people in the hotel also wear clothes embroidered with the word "Qin" on the chest, but at best they are only peripheral personnel of the Emperor's Mansion.

In the same way, the Twilight Hotel is only responsible for collecting spirit stones, and will not ask about the identity of the guests. Because in this 'chaotic' and 'chaotic' city, people don't have any identity credentials to use. The identification of other people's identities can only come from their own memories. So Chen Yuxiang lives here, and it is safe for the time being.

The world, on the surface, is not so hopeless. Outside of the only city, there is a large wilderness, and the land on the field is extremely 'fertile', and the descendants of the exiled cultivators have formed settlements on the wilderness. These mortals, like mortals of other planes, toiled in the wilderness, obtaining food from the land and multiplying on the land.

If it weren't for the plundering of those cultivators, this world would be a perfect world for mortals!

Violence and despair permeated the hearts of all cultivators like a plague. The endless years did not make them feel satisfied, killing was the only theme in this world, and the reason for killing was probably for the pitiful few spirit stones in the storage bag. And most of the time, these spirit stones simply don't exist.

For the cultivators of this world, all the other cultivators are dangerous. The only safe place is in the city. And living in the city comes at a price. The city is equally hopeless, and only the spirits and the 'female' can make people relax for a while. And the spirits and the 'female' people naturally want these mortals to provide.

Therefore, mortals with few 'women' will become the currency of cultivators, which can replace spirit stones on specific occasions. Spirits, on the other hand, are naturally made by the mortals of the settlements. Settlements that are not protected by cultivators are often patronized by cultivators. If it weren't for the fact that the cultivators all had a high vision, and they couldn't look down on all the young 'women', otherwise such a settlement would not be able to support it at all. And the settlements protected by cultivators, although these cultivators are often the distant ancestors of mortals, they will also choose young 'women' as their currency. They will even use these young 'women' themselves, and the long years of more than 100,000 years have made them associate this blood relationship

I saw it very lightly.

Since everything can grow in the wilderness, there is naturally the existence of the sun in this world.

On the 15th day of Chen Yuxiang's entry into the twilight hotel, the sunset was as beautiful as ever, sprinkling a faint golden glow on the whole hotel. The ubiquitous 'fine' stone carvings are the style of the city's architecture, and under the golden glow of the setting sun, these masterful stone carvings seem to be coming to life.

Chen Yuxiang still has the same posture, sitting on the window, looking at the street square below. There was a small pool of blood on the ground by the fountain, and there had just been another tragedy here.

And in the middle of an alley farther away, the endgame is underway. Several members of the Great Emperor Guard are using their 'essence' strength far beyond mortals to torture a little 'girl' child on a street corner. And the owner of the little 'girl' child stood beside him, with a look of regret. Obviously, what he deplored was not that the little 'girl' child was rapidly passing away in life, but that his wealth was a little less. Such a 'girl' child was originally worth half a spirit stone here.

In fact, the little 'girl' child is dead, and her body is only warm. Those members of the Great Emperor Guard obviously knew this, but the members of the Great Emperor Guard who had not finished venting were not far from the body of the 'girl', and the members of the Great Emperor Guard who had not yet taken their turn had already 'supported' the guys and were not willing to give up this opportunity.

Chen Yuxiang's divine sense was enough to spread for thousands of meters, and he could naturally feel that around these members of the Great Emperor Guard, whose strength was ordinary and the highest was no more than the Merge Period, there were still two members of the Great Emperor Guard of the Mahayana Period hiding. This is true of every atrocity where it takes place, in fact it is not visible from sight, but where the consciousness can envelop it, there are two places where the same thing is happening. And in the same way, there are hidden high-ranking members of the Great Emperor Guard around, and it seems that Win Qin's subordinates, the guys in the Mahayana period are not ordinary.

These are all traps, Chen Yuxiang naturally knows it. It was because of this that his heart was filled with anger. The calmer he was on the surface, the more angry he was.

The trap is coming at him, and Chen Yuxiang naturally knows it. But Chen Yuxiang naturally does not think that he should be responsible for the death of these 'women'. This kind of thing is extremely common in this city, but the Great Emperor Guard has displayed these atrocities more intensively these days! The faint smell of blood that permeates the city originally came from these mortal young 'women' who were tortured and killed. Here, mortals are not considered human, and Ying Qin will not provide them with even the slightest protection.

Anger cannot be suppressed, and it will explode. In fact, Xia Wuhe guessed correctly, he had already reached the limit of patience! And in his heart, he was already thinking about how to take revenge.

The atrocities in the middle of the alley in the distance were still continuing, and Chen Yuxiang's eyes were watching for a moment, when suddenly, the sound of knocking on the 'door' sounded. The knock on the door is extremely gentle, like a sympathetic touch.

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