"Smack!" someone couldn't bear the horror in front of him and sat on the ground.

The people in the inn, each of them turned pale, trembling in both strands, and couldn't speak. The leading man couldn't even hold a knife steadily, and his martial arts seemed to have never existed.

"Please get on the sedan chair!"

The matchmakers rushed in, raised their faces drawn with red pen and ink, and stared at the people in the inn. There were seventeen matchmakers, which was the same number as the number of people in the convoy, not many of them, and no less than one of them.

The audience was silent for a while.

Yu Dao looked at the situation below and chuckled, "Why didn't anyone come to pick me up?"

The white cat on his shoulder heard it, gave him a blank look, and said, "Why don't I accept the spell?" Yu Dao suddenly smiled and shook his head.

Seeing that there was no movement in the inn, the paper matchmaker pointed her toes and pulled the man over.

"Don't!" a man picked up his long knife in horror and slashed at it.

With a slash and a stab, the matchmaker's body was slashed open, revealing the bamboo bones inside. But instead of falling to the ground, the matchmaker reached out and grabbed the man's arm.

"Die!" the man shouted in horror as he was caught. But the matchmaker's hand seemed to be glued to his arm, and he couldn't break free at all.

As a last resort, the man held a long knife and slashed at the matchmaker's arm. The matchmaker's arm snapped.

The paper matchmaker was chopped up with a long knife and scattered on the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the convoy was stunned, and then rejoiced, and the others hurriedly waved their knives to chop up the matchmaker who was close to them.

Suddenly, the inn was covered with pieces of paper and bamboo, like paper spilled from a grave.

Before everyone could rejoice, the person who chopped the paper matchmaker stiffened, the blade in his hand fell to the ground, and the paper clothes on the ground suddenly flew up and stuck to their bodies.

"Please get on the sedan chair!" the strong men pinched their throats and screamed.

They put their feet together, put their hands together, and wore colorful paper clothes, and their posture was the same as that of the matchmaker just now. But Yu Dao could clearly see that the convoy members had deep fear and despair in their eyes.

They couldn't control their bodies, so they pointed their toes and stwisted their eyes out the door.

Lined up, seventeen strong men walked to the front of the red-topped sedan chair, and then screamed in unison: "Newcomers start!"

The cries echoed through the streets, like the cries of night owls.

"Click. Suddenly, there was a slight sound of wooden doors turning in the street, and the ugly women on the left and right poked their heads out and looked at the strange scene in front of the inn. There was no panic or surprise in their eyes, they were numb, and they just stared at the red-topped sedan chair.

The scream sounded: "Get up!"

"Bang! Didi, Baba!" The gong sounded, the copper cymbal sounded, the trumpet suona sounded, and the sound of drums resounded. Seventeen red palanquins staggered, turned their heads in front of the inn, and jumped into the middle of the city.

After the greeting team walked hundreds of steps, Yu Dao walked out of the inn, stood in front of the door and watched them turn the corner, temporarily disappearing from his eyes.

The campfire in the inn was still burning, and many salutes were placed aside, but there was no one left.

After thinking for a moment, Yu Dao summoned the three fire crows in the inn and asked them to catch up with the greeting team first, while he slowly paced the street with his hands behind his back.

As he was walking, Yu Dao's footsteps were sluggish, and he turned his head to look to the side.

In the courtyard next door, the yellow-faced and thin-skinned man stood naked in the courtyard, holding a white-clothed female ghost Dunlun, and his voice kept ringing.

Yu Dao could clearly see that every time the man hit the female ghost, the expression on his face would dim, but his eyes would also get brighter and brighter, as if he was immersed in bliss.

An ugly woman stood in the doorway, with her back to the man and the ghost, staring at Yu Dao.

Yu Dao walked a few more steps, and walked to another courtyard with an open gate, and found that the male owner of the courtyard was also holding a female ghost and doing things in Dunlun. There was also an ugly woman standing in the doorway, with her back to the man and the female ghost, looking at the street in a daze. When Yu Dao walked by, she immediately stared at Yu Dao, staring at it deadly.

One street, dozens of households, all like this. All the male hosts were with the female ghosts, and all the hostesses were squatting at the door, looking out in a daze, as if they were watching the door.

As he walked forward, he gradually found that all the streets were like this, that is, every city.

The men all over the city are being sucked by female ghosts.

The welcoming party passed through half of the city and came to the center of the city.

There was a large mansion in the center of the city, and when one stood on the street, it was impossible to see how big the mansion was. As soon as the sedan chair landed, the vermilion door of the mansion opened by itself, and a green ghost fire was lit in the stone lamp.

"The newcomer has arrived!"

Seventeen strong men stepped out of the sedan chair, stood in front of the Zhu Gate with a twist, lined up in a long line, and walked towards the mansion.

Yu Dao stood directly opposite the mansion, squinting at this scene, and he was thinking about what method to use to explore the reality of the mansion.

An entire city is in the hands of the other party, and the cultivation of the monsters behind the scenes must not be underestimated, and it is likely to be a monster with a cultivation level of more than the third layer of qi refining.

Suddenly, the last of the seventeen, he did not step into the mansion, but turned around and saluted in the direction where Yu Dao was.

"Guests are invited into the house!"

This situation made Yu Dao's eyelids jump, and he immediately looked down at the white cat on his shoulder. The white cat's eyes widened when he saw this.

"Guests are invited in!" the salute man hunched over and repeated in a dull voice.

"Or ...... The wind is tight, and the wind is blowing!" the white cat pulled Yu Dao's hair and whispered. When Yu Dao heard it, he frowned and thought about it, and shook his head.

"Now that I've been invited, let's take a look at the ceremony. Yu Dao said, "Let's see if the fire crows have taken it orally tonight." ”

Yu Dao thought clearly, if the people in the mansion were really cultivated to a very high level, and they could see at a glance that he and the white cat's cultivation were not just sending seventeen sedan chairs, but would carry Yu Dao over together.

The other party should have guessed Yu Dao's extraordinaryness through the fire crow, but he couldn't see Yu Dao's specific cultivation, so he made this move.

Thinking clearly, Yu Dao shook the hem of his clothes and strode towards the mansion.

When the saluting person saw Yu Dao walk out, he straightened up and followed the person in front of him to the depths of the mansion.

When he was about to walk into the mansion, Yu Dao sensed the fire crows slightly, and found that the three fire crows were still there, so he was more relieved and stepped in directly.

Crossing the threshold, the scene of Yu Dao's eyes changed abruptly.

Countless lights appeared in his eyes, and a noise rang in his ears.

Yu Dao looked around, his eyes were full of red and purple, hundreds of wooden tables were placed, and there were countless melon and fruit dishes, a festive atmosphere......