Qi Yun's body emerged, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the minced meat on the ground.

The hand was too heavy and confiscated.

It's a pity that dozens of points.

However, these three Taibao also exceeded their expectations, and there was actually a transcendent person behind them.

Could it be that he could have killed so many young heroes before without being discovered.

The forces of all parties in this Hongtian City are mixed, and it is really beyond his expectations.

The heavy rain was dense and rattling, washing away the blood and water on the ground in a short time, leaving only minced meat.

Qi Yun noticed that no one was watching, and his body was vertical, and he quickly disappeared here.

After killing the three Taibao, he also asked about something.

Is it Elder Fang who wants to deal with himself?

What kind of grudge does this person have with this person?

Qi Yun thought in his heart and disappeared into the night.

...

In the middle of the night, the torrential rain soon stopped.

Flower Lane Street.

A drunken middle-aged man was thrown out of the drunken flower building by several turtle men, punched and kicked, and spoke viciously to each other.

"Fuck, you dare to come without money, you can't find death!"

"Next time, I'll break your leg!"

Bang bang bang!

There was a burst of kicks, and the middle-aged man was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face.

After a few turtles left, the middle-aged man got up from the ground and gritted his teeth: "Damn it, when Lao Tzu is developed in the future, I will send you all to the palace as eunuchs..."

Suddenly, a strange light came from the darkness, shaking his eyes with some discomfort.

The middle-aged man covered his eyes, showed doubts, and walked forward.

A bronze mirror the size of a skull, I don't know who left it here.

The pattern is swirling, the style is simple, and it is a little dazzling with a faint and cold light.

The middle-aged man grabbed the bronze mirror in his hand and said suspiciously: "Who threw the mirror, what a beautiful mirror..."

He looked at the mirror, and gradually became a little obsessed, and his palms fluttered, as if he saw the woman he loved, and he couldn't help but feel pity.

A halo of light flickered on the mirror, revealing a strange human face.

"Do you want wealth? I can meet all your requirements, money, beauty, power, all of which can satisfy you..."

There was a slight smile on his face.

The middle-aged man's eyes were even more stupid, and he said, "I think, I want to sell all those turtles to the palace..."

As if distracted, he walked into the distance.

...

Changting Street.

A gambler scolded and scolded from a gambling house, and swore that this gambling house would definitely be out of the box, why could anyone else win money, and when it was their turn, they would continue to lose.

The owner of this gambling house is definitely targeting himself.

"Damn, I'm going to set fire to you at night, I'm going to burn you all to death, a bunch of dogs dare to yin me. ”

The gambler kept scolding.

As he was walking, a dazzling light came from in front of him, which stabbed him a little uncomfortable.

The gambler covered his eyes, walked over, and scolded, "What the hell?"

He bent down to pick up something on the ground, and it was a mirror, with a pattern and a simple style, and his face was clearly reflected in it.

"What a beautiful mirror. ”

The gambler's palms couldn't help but flutter for a while, and his eyes seemed to be a little obsessed.

The surface of the mirror flickered, and soon a different face appeared, with a slight eerie smile.

"Do you want wealth? I can meet any of your requirements, money, beauty, power, all of them..."

"Okay, I'll do it all, I'll take it all. ”

The gambler seemed to lose his mind, and muttered in his mouth.

...

Willow Street.

An angry man was beating a weak girl, curling up in the corner, and her breath was dying, and she couldn't hold it anymore.

"You little bitch, eat Lao Tzu, drink Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu asked you to do something, you can't do this, that can't work, you bitch, I'll kill you, don't kill you, you don't have a long memory, damn it, pour hot water on Lao Tzu's head, I won't kill you today, I'll fuck you with your surname!"

The angry man kicked and cursed at the same time.

There was a six- or seven-year-old boy next to him, laughing and jumping at the same time.

"Beat someone, beat someone, it's fun, it's fun, kill her, kill her, I'm going to see you beat her to death..."

The boy smiled excitedly.

"Okay, the master, don't fight, it's really dead, you will do the work at home?"

A middle-aged woman's voice came from inside.

"Damn, I'll kick you twice more to see if you have a long memory. ”

The angry man kicked twice again, then turned around, looked at the little boy, and said with a smile: "Son, go, Dad will take you into the house to eat delicious food." ”

The little boy grimaced at the weak girl and followed the middle-aged man into the house.

The girl's breath was dying, squirming on the ground, and her mouth made a weak sound.

"It's not me, it's really not me, it's the young master, it's the young master who did it..."

Suddenly, the darkness in front of me lit up with a bright light, a little dazzling, but also soft.

The girl's eyes were weak, and she subconsciously touched it slowly with her palm.

A bronze mirror the size of a skull appeared in the palm of her hand, with a simple pattern, cold touches, and extremely exquisite and meticulous workmanship.

The girl looked at the mirror and couldn't help but swayed gently, a little stupid for a while.

Suddenly, the mirror glow flickered, revealing a human face with a hint of a sinister smile.

"Do you want revenge? I can give you everything you want, that boy, do you want to kill him? that man, do you want to skin him... I can do it all... Relax, relax your mind..."

The face had a demagogic voice.

The girl's eyes were obsessed, and she murmured, "Revenge, I want revenge..."

...

Time flies by the night.

Early the next morning, Qi Yun opened his eyes and opened the panel.

Practicing the Yi Jin Sutra for many days in a row has made the three major items of his body change again.

Credits: 1057

Qi and Blood: 44+20 (can be improved)

Spirit: 28+8 (can be raised)

Energy: 41+15 (can be boosted)

Number of draws: (available for drawing)

He took a deep breath and began to add from top to bottom.

Qi and blood increased from 44 to 49.

Spirit increased from 28 to 30

Energy increased from 41 to 46.

The points were instantly reduced by 85 points, leaving 972 points.

Qi Yun exhaled turbid air, his heart moved, and he walked towards the door.

Outside, the sun is dazzling.

After he walked into the courtyard, the sky did not change.

Qi Yun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

It seems that his curse is broken.

This shows that his current strength has steadily outperformed the bad youth.

He was tired of the torrential rain for several days.

Qi Yun walked into the room and entered the Holy Land Space.

He first approached the lightning bird's egg, and grabbed it, which was full of arcs and patterns, and there was still no sign of hatching.

He frowned secretly.

Will the Lightning Bird's eggs hatch naturally if they are left like this?

Do you want to find a hen, duck, or something like that, and throw it in to help hatch?

But hens, ducks, and other birds probably won't be able to get close to the egg.

The eggs are covered with an electric arc, and as soon as the birds get close, they will be scorched by the arc.

Well, maybe you can give them a holy medicine and let them help hatch.

Qi Yun felt that it was feasible and put the lightning bird's egg aside.

Then, he looked at the black meteorite on the other side.

The piece of meteorite was tough and heavy, incredibly dense, stronger than the iron rod in his hand.

He wondered how to melt this piece of meteorite and forge it into a weapon.

He happened to have the mysterious black iron ruler design of the Doutian Emperor on his body.

If you cast it into a black iron ruler, it will be extremely handy.

It's just that this thing is so tough that ordinary flames may never burn it.

Qi Yun pondered and walked towards the Divine Summoning Tower.

There are still two bubbles in the Tower of Evokement, and nothing else has changed.

He roughly circled around and walked out of the place.

Bang, bang, bang

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Second master, someone from the Martial Arts Gang Headquarters is here, and he said that he would let you go over. ”

Qi Yun's heart moved, and he opened the door.