Chapter 106: Partition

A bloody hand suddenly appeared from the corpse of the dead Iron Wolf King Spider, this scene was too terrifying and too weird, and most ordinary people would faint directly when they saw this scene. However, Shen Shi had come back from the endless fighting in the demon world, and not long ago, he had walked under the soul suppression abyss where thousands of dead souls and ghosts gathered, no matter how terrifying, vicious and terrifying, he could be regarded as having seen it, so although he was also taken aback after seeing this bloody hand, Shen Shi did not show any panic, but frowned and took two steps back, concentrating on vigilance.

The bloody hand writhed, and it seemed that it was tearing the flesh of the Iron Wolf King Spider's abdomen hard, trying its best to make the wound bigger, and after a while, as the flesh and blood were torn apart little by little, another bloody hand was stretched out in the abdominal cavity of the Iron Wolf King Spider, and then his hands were on both sides of the wound, and he tore it hard, and the sound was like a crack, and suddenly a big hole was cracked, which was barely enough for an ordinary person to pass through.

Blood gushed out, and a bloody figure was wrapped in it, writhing the body that was completely blurred by blood, desperately burrowing out of the wound, and then poofed, as if it had exhausted the last trace of strength, and fell directly to the ground heavily, without standing up for a long time.

Shen Shi stared at this bloody man, his face was more solemn, and he even took a step back, and at the same time, there was already a more talisman between his fingers in the palm of his hand.

After a while, the strange blood man on the ground seemed to gasp for a moment, and slowly raised his head, the blood slowly flowed down from his head, looking extremely viscous, and he didn't know if it was his own blood or the blood of the Iron Wolf King Spider, and between the eyelids rolling, there were suddenly two more spaces on the originally sticky face, which were open eyes.

Shen Shi's body shook suddenly, because he saw the ghost fire faintly burning in these eyes, which was exactly the same as what he had seen from countless ghost creatures under the Soul Suppression Abyss in the past.

Almost instinctively, he raised his hand, and the Heavenly Thunder Strike Talisman in his hand was about to be activated, but at this moment, he suddenly found that the ghost fire in these eyes looked very weak, as if he had lost all his strength, and he felt that the lamp was about to be extinguished when the oil ran out.

The Heavenly Lightning Strike is a second-order spell, and the Heavenly Lightning Strike Talisman is, of course, a high-value second-order talisman, and throwing out a random one is almost equivalent to throwing out a large handful of spirit crystals. So Shen Shi hesitated, but he resisted the desire to make a move, and still held the talisman between his fingers, while looking coldly at this ghost creature drowning in blood.

Being able to remain immortal after being swallowed by the Iron Wolf King Spider in its belly, and still have the strength to resist and toss this fourth-order demon beast to the point of being half dead, this ghost thing seems to be quite strong, but at this moment, judging from the situation that the ghost fire in those eyes is shaking, this ghost thing seems to be powerless.

It's just that when these eyes that flickered with a faint ghost fire light looked at Shen Shi through the blood on his face, he suddenly felt a kind of coldness on his body, although the ghost fire was weak, there was an indifference, as if this ghost thing was looking down on an ant condescendingly.

Shen Shi had another impulse in his heart, and he almost couldn't help but beat the Heavenly Thunder Strike Talisman out again, but fortunately, after this indifferent and strange glance, the ghost fire in those eyes was finally completely extinguished.

The eyes in the pool of blood slowly closed, and the bloody man fell to the ground, and then looked motionless.

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Thousands of miles away, in the city of flowing clouds.

Under the Nantian Gate outside Nanbaofang, it is still as lively and noisy as usual, countless scattered cultivators come and go in this wide open space, or set up stalls, or Taobao, and those placed on the ground are countless true and false good and bad Many spiritual materials, entrusted with the dreams of many monks.

Some want to get rich overnight, and some want to climb to the sky in one step.

Ambition, desire, greed, thirst, lies and hypocrisy rise and fall in the crowd here, and all kinds of scenes are staged in the world.

Lao Hou is one of them.

He is not young, and he has been making money by setting up a stall here in Nantianmen for many years, relying on a Hou character in his surname and a somewhat estranged blood relationship with the Hou family, his life is generally quite peaceful, although he has not lived the rich and luxurious life he has always longed for, but he has not experienced any sinister storms.

When he was young, he also had dreams and ambitions, and he also fantasized that he was brave and diligent after cultivating the Tao, and he was thousands of miles a day, and since then he has gained fame and fortune in the world, and there are even beauties who throw themselves into their arms and embrace them, plus the Taoist is profound and immortal, and even the real person in charge of the four famous sects has to nod and smile when he sees him.

Such a dream, how naïve and beautiful, but unrealistic, quickly broke in the face of reality and turned into illusory.

His talent was not good, so that he couldn't even break through the Qi Refining Realm, let alone others, and as a remote member of the Hou family, he couldn't get any support, so Lao Hou soon felt the severe pressure of life, and then this heavy pressure pressed him for a lifetime.

In order to live, he had to go to Nantianmen to set up a stall to sell spiritual materials, it seems to be okay, but in fact the income is meager, the kind of rich and rich and stupid who does not pull a few times will be a high price to buy inferior goods, he has never met, but occasionally he will be unlucky to meet some poisonous and cunning people, such as a young man who looks honest but has a bad stomach, and he has to break his fortune every time.

Life is so hard......

But fortunately, after half a lifetime of hard work and half a lifetime of depression, he finally had a hope, and he had a son who seemed to be outstanding and amazing.

The son's mother died early, he raised him with hard work, and his son almost never let him down, he grew up smoothly all the way and worshiped the Ling Xiao Sect, and then broke through the Qi Refining Realm five years later to reach Ning Yuan, and became the personal disciple of the Ling Xiao Sect.

Lao Hou is very, very pleased, very, very happy, so after half a lifetime of suffering, he has never resented God or any gods, Buddhas and immortals, he began to feel that such an ethereal thing as life must be fair, his son is so good, what is he not satisfied with?

He loves his son very much, he thinks that his son is the most talented and promising young man in the world, although he only dares to murmur in front of his son secretly these words, and is often laughed by his son and says that he is, but Lao Hou is still happy, so he laughs often, so he is in a good mood even when setting up a stall.

Every spirit crystal earned here, he himself is reluctant to use it, anyway, he has no future for a long time, I really wish that all the spirit crystals are handed over to his son on Jinhong Mountain, although the son is very filial, often let him not work so hard, but Lao Hou still feels that he is really satisfied with doing this.

However, in the past few days, Lao Hou's good mood has been a little unsmooth, in addition to coming back every month to see that his son has not arrived, but also because of the Hou family in the city, there seems to be an accident.

The Hou family does not have a particularly close connection with him, even if his son heard that he has been very close to the eldest prince of the Hou family recently, but in the eyes of the Hou family, he is actually just an attendant, although he can no longer be as high as before, but it is impossible to greet him with a smile. Therefore, Lao Hou has not been very clear about the things in the Hou family's mansion, but he only knows that suddenly one day, many families in Liuyun City suddenly became in a commotion, and then flocked to the Hou family.

The coldness of the world was once again clearly placed in front of people, the Hou family collapsed in an instant, and the remnants of the elite who had lost their elite were powerless to stop this feast of carving, and it was the Hou family's closest relatives who led it, the Sun family, the head of the current family in Liuyun City.

The Sun family unceremoniously took half of the Hou family's foundation industry, and the strength followed, and the Xu family, which was a huge latent force in Liuyun City or in the Lingxiao Sect, got thirty percent, and the rest was divided by other families who heard the news. In addition, in this cold and cruel partition, there is another surprising but not unexpected thing, that is, the original four major families, the Hou family was defeated, the Sun family and the Xu family reaped the profits, and the remaining Zhong family also took advantage of the situation to come and intend to carve up one and two, but the reality gave them a blow to the head, the Zhong family was actually blocked back by the Sun family and the Xu family, and finally returned empty-handed, not even as good as some small families.

Although the Zhong family was angry and ashamed of this, in the end they had nothing to do, so they had to retreat back in humiliation, so that the weakness of this old family that had been strong in the outside world for many years was directly placed in front of everyone's eyes, and even in the eyes of many families in Liuyun City, the Zhong family was already placed in the list of the Hou family, and sooner or later it was the fate of being destroyed and divided.

Of course, Lao Hou won't know too much about these intriguing high-level situations, but after all, he has hung up a waiting word, and he also knows some people in the past, so he still inquired about some, it seems that something big happened to the Hou family's main sect, and all the following family heads were killed, so the originally prosperous family road was instantly defeated.

Lao Hou does not have any deep feelings for the Hou family's main sect, although it is a little regrettable that there may not be a backer for the fox and the fake tiger in the future, but there is no sadness and sigh in addition. But soon he became worried, because he heard the news, which was like the sky falling for him: it is said that when the people of the Hou family were killed, his son Hou Sheng seemed to be in the waiting family's ranks.

Thinking that there has been no news from Hou Sheng these days, Lao Hou only feels that the sky is about to fall. Since the day he got the news, he never went to Nantianmen to set up a stall again, but squatted outside the Houjia mansion all day long, hoping to get a little news of his son from the people who came in and out there.

But no one paid attention to him, the Hou family had been defeated, he was just a side branch of the Hou family and his Taoism was so low that he was almost the same as a mortal, who would care? And even this mansion has now been under the name of the Sun family, and in the end, Lao Hou was even kicked out of that street and kicked directly on the street, and at the same time warned him not to come to the door in the future, otherwise the next time he would break his legs and throw them out of Liuyun City to feed wild dogs.

On that day, Lao Hou lay on the street and vomited blood, and was driven out like a dog, and the pedestrians on the street came and went, and no one would look at him, and no one would care about his despair.

God or the justice of all the gods, Buddhas and immortals was not seen at this moment, leaving him with only a broken and old body.

Lao Hou howled and cried in the corner of the street, for himself and for his son, whose life and death were unknown.

Later, a woman happened to pass by, and for some reason seemed to be unexpectedly moved by a little compassion, but she didn't do much, just threw a handkerchief in front of him.

Lao Hou saw that there seemed to be a spirit crystal under the handkerchief, but he didn't seem to have any desire to pick it up, and the woman who looked very beautiful and had a strange and charming face and soft eyes was like dripping water, also sighed slightly, and got up and left.

She walked to the corner of the street and looked at the mansion from afar, and there was a strange look in her eyes, once upon a time, the secret in her heart was to enter the mansion through a man and live that legendary good life. But now that she is still standing here, the mansion is no longer a thing.

She shook her head slightly with a mocking smile.

She is Ling Chunni.

She is in this huge city, but she is also a little person like an ant.

Lao Hou's dreams seem to have been shattered, and she seems to have hope for the future.

Her appearance became more and more gorgeous, and her figure became more and more provoking, as if every inch of her skin was exuding an amazing seductive power, and it was even deeper when Shen Shi saw her, even if she stood there without saying a word, many monks passing by looked back at her secretly in amazement.

So she quickly turned and walked away, disappearing into the crowd.

There is a vast sea of people in this city, and everyone may be as small as ants, but who can really grasp their own destiny?