Meng Dewei watched Qiao Chen'an's figure disappear into the vast night, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned around and walked towards the City God Temple.

The entire blood pool is three meters in diameter, exuding bursts of disgusting blood, and you can even see dozens of evil ghosts and spirits struggling powerlessly in the pool, constantly stretching out their blood-stained arms, and their mouths let out silent shouts, and the gusts of bloody wind are endless, like a ghost domain.

But no one can detect the movement here, and if you look closely, you will find that around the blood pool, there is a circle of strange stones that look like wood and not wood, like gold and not gold, the size of a fist, and from time to time it will emit a bewitching red light, like the eyes of evil ghosts.

The ground was staggered with extremely complex traces, forming a huge and complicated formation, completely obscuring the aura here.

Meng Dewei closed his eyes, sniffed deeply, seemed to be deeply intoxicated, and said, "This Blood Sacrifice Spirit Array is really extraordinary!"

"How can it be ordinary to collect the essence blood of thousands of evil ghosts and monsters until the blood pool dries up to get a blood Bodhi?"

A sharp female voice suddenly came out of the darkness, Qi Fang's figure walked out of the shadows, a white face flashed with a gloomy color, and said coldly: "Why don't you let me take the opportunity to kill him and avenge my Senior Brother Bao!"

At a glance, she looks like a female ghost who has just crawled out of the back of the Yin Mountain in the underworld.

Meng Dewei opened his eyes suddenly, the essence in his eyes flashed, and said: "Although this person is invited to come tonight, he must be very vigilant, it is not the time for you and me to make a move, if he escapes, it will be a big trouble." ”

"You and I don't move, once we do, we must kill him on the spot!"

Meng Dewei sneered: "Five days later, I will feast on the hundred ghosts in the name of the city god, and this person will also be present, and then once the blood sacrifice spirit array is launched, no one will be able to escape, and his soul will be scattered!"

"He didn't promise you explicitly, how do you know he's coming?"

"Don't worry, he'll come......" Meng Dewei seemed extremely sure.

Qi Fang's eyes revealed a vicious look, he looked at the direction Qiao Chen'an left from afar, gritted his teeth and said, "Then let this little dog live for a few more days......!"

Meng Dewei heard this: "When I arrived that day, Brother Bao had already been killed by this person, I was afraid that I was not his opponent, so I couldn't bear it, only five days later, you and I worked together to refine his flesh and blood, in order to comfort Brother Bao's spirit in the sky!"

Qi Fang snorted coldly, forgot about him, and sneered: "Don't forget the Yun Hall Master's entrustment, if something goes wrong and delays the refining of the Blood Bodhi, hehe...... You know the means of the hall master. ”

"That's nature. ”

Meng Dewei bowed slightly, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, he didn't need her to remind him, he also knew that the method of the Hehuan Hall master to deal with people was nothing more than to have sex with that person day by day, until he sucked Yuan Yang dry.

glanced deeply at Qi Fang in front of him, and sneered with disdain in his heart, but it was just a dog under Yun Yuyan's seat, and he was just playing prestige in front of him, if he wasn't subject to Yun Yuyan, sooner or later he would have to press it under him and humiliate him fiercely.

"What a stinky bitch, I don't know how many times I've been toyed with by the surname Bao, hehe......"

Thinking like this, his head couldn't help lowering even more, and the whole person almost disappeared into the darkness, his eyes swept around Qi Fang's delicate body unscrupulously, as if he saw the scene under it through his clothes, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

If it weren't for the fact that he received a lot of favors from the Lunatic Worship Sect when he first became the City God, and owed a great favor to join the Church, he would not be as controlled by others as he is now.

But he didn't regret it, because he had already gotten the power he wanted, and the price was necessary.

......

The moonlight was like water, swaying down, a transparent figure floated over Hangzhou City, letting the cold wind blow from his yin god, Qiao Chen'an frowned slightly, and his pupils bloomed with bright brilliance.

Along the way, he was thinking about a question: What was the purpose of Meng Dewei's invitation to him?

Is it really just to make a friend of him, as he says?

No, that's impossible!

Qiao Chen'an's pupils flashed a gleam, his body suddenly stopped in mid-air, glanced at the rosewood box in his hand, looked back at the direction of the City God Temple, and sneered in his heart, how can there be such a good thing in this world.

Everything that happened tonight gave him a strange feeling, everything seemed so logical, but because it was too reasonable, it seemed to be false everywhere.

Crash!

A big gust of wind suddenly set off between heaven and earth, blowing the clouds and slowly drifting forward, which happened to cover the location of the City God Temple, the darkness was like an abyss, and in an instant, it was like a lightning bolt running through Qiao Chen'an's mind, and he finally understood where the discomfort in his heart came from.

Chenghuang was supposed to be the righteous god of the world canonized by the underworld, managing the affairs of a place of yin and ghosts, which is equivalent to the county prince of the underworld, but he didn't feel the slightest righteousness from this Meng Dewei, and the entire city god temple was faintly filled with a gloomy and ghostly atmosphere, which was the reason why he was upset.

"What the hell are your secrets?"

Qiao Chenan muttered softly, it seems that all the results will be announced at the so-called "Heroes Meeting" in five days, originally he was not very interested in this, and he didn't even plan to go to the meeting, but at this time, he had a strong desire to go.

Meng Dewei is only a cultivator in the foundation building period, and he is confident that with his current strength, he can deal with any kind of emergency.

Thinking of this, without the slightest hesitation, Qiao Chen'an walked against the wind, turned around and walked towards the residence.

Hunting in the cold wind along the way, the bright moon hung high, he subconsciously operated his mind, and the light of the stars and moon nearby was suddenly pulled over, attached to his yin god, exuding a faint silver glow, as if wearing a transparent feather coat.

Not only that, but he was also keenly aware that with his own practice, there were wisps of moonlight being ingested into the Yin God, like a trade wind running through the body, at first it was a little cold, but then there was an indescribable sense of comfort, and the whole person seemed to be sublimated, as if it was about to blend with the whole heaven and earth.

In the past, almost all of his cultivation was carried out indoors, and he could only rely on the contemplation of the heavenly heart to strengthen his Yin God a little bit, but he didn't expect that this outing unexpectedly made him discover another path to rapidly grow the Yin God, that is, to use the innate spiritual power contained in the stars and moon to practice, if the two are combined, his cultivation speed will definitely be greatly improved!

It's no wonder that those mountain spirits and wild monsters, wandering spirits and wild ghosts like to practice under the moon, but I didn't expect there to be such a reason.

Unconsciously, it has come to the sky above the West Lake, under the moonlight, the water surface of the West Lake is like a whole mirror, glowing with brilliant silver light, flowing lines, shining, like a fairyland of Yaochi.

There are countless lights lit up by the lake, and when you look at it from afar, it looks like thousands of fireflies, confusing people's eyes. The sound of silk and bamboo came from the painting boat on the shore, accompanied by the laughter of men and women, and went away with the night breeze, forming a prosperous and noisy music.

Qiao Chenan couldn't help but stop and take a look, but he seemed to see a familiar figure.