Another month passed quietly, and after four months, the row of bookshelves in the depths of Yang Que'er's attic was opened for the first time, and Ye Haoran was wearing a black robe, with his hands behind his back, and he came out of it with a disguise mask. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past month, Ye Haoran had refined the Purple Qi Donglai Sword, but in the end, he could only simply control a trace of its power.

This Purple Qi Donglai Sword is a broken spirit weapon, and if you want to refine it thoroughly, it is not comparable to a high-level magic weapon. If Ye Haoran is expected to use the bronze ancient disk to completely restore this purple qi Donglai sword in the future, then this sword will produce a machine spirit. The reason why Ye Haoran wanted to start refining it slowly was that when the Purple Qi Donglai Sword appeared with a machine spirit, it could make it feel intimate, so that he could easily integrate his essence and blood into it and get the approval of that instrument spirit, and only then could he really have this Purple Qi Donglai Sword. But not to mention its power, just relying on the ability to imprison with that trace of purple qi will also be Ye Haoran's great hole card.

At this time, Ye Haoran found that Yang Que'er was not in the attic, so he pushed open the door and walked out. It just so happened that he met a group of patrolling mercenaries passing by the door.

When those mercenaries saw Ye Haoran, a stranger, they also hurriedly became vigilant, but they didn't dare to act rashly because of Ye Haoran's cultivation.

Ye Haoran naturally didn't want to say anything more to these people, so he took out the token. When those mercenaries saw the token in Ye Haoran's hand, they were shocked, and hurriedly bent down and bowed, "I've seen my lord!"

Ye Haoran showed a smile and asked, "Excuse me, do you know where your head is?"

A mercenary man led by the leader hurriedly stepped forward and said to Ye Haoran: "Lord Hui, the head of the regiment is discussing with several deputy heads in the main hall in the center of the mansion, do you need the kid to lead you there?"

"No, I'll go myself, and you can continue to patrol. Ye Haoran smiled and said.

Then Ye Haoran walked in the mansion like a walk, enjoying the surrounding scenery, and slowly approached the main hall in the center of the mansion.

Just as he came to the door of the main hall and was about to knock on the door, he heard the conversation inside, but he lowered his arm, hid his breath, and listened quietly.

"Leader, I think it's better not to go to the Yuntian Sect this time, if it is for an outsider, it will be too worthless to destroy our foundation. ”

"Hmph! I said that he is not an outsider, but my most important old man, Deputy Commander He, do you want to disobey my orders?"

"Hmph, although I, He Yuanlong, have not been in our Haw Par Mercenary Group for a short time, I have also made great contributions to our group with my cultivation in the later stage of foundation building, and this time I am also thinking about our mercenary group. Fellow Daoists here, what I can say is right?"

As soon as He Yuanlong finished saying this, his cultivation in the late stage of foundation building also dispersed in an instant, and everyone present was the oppressor. Even Ye Haoran, who was outside the door, frowned.

But at this moment, two monks who were in the middle stage of foundation building stood up and said to Yang Qi'er: "Commander, I, Liu Zixiao and Liu Zimo, two brothers, support your decision. ”

With Liu Zixiao and the two brothers taking the lead, all the monks present also felt a little less worried, stood up one after another, bowed to Yang Que'er and said, "I'll wait, support the decision of the head of the regiment." ”

Yang Que'er glanced at the two brothers Liu Zixiao with gratitude, and then her eyes showed seriousness, she slapped the chair and stood up, stared at He Yunlong and said, "Deputy Head He, what else do you have to say, is it possible that you still want to speak for me?"

This He Yuanlong looked to be about thirty years old, burly, and the scar on his face that spanned half of his face made everyone's hearts tremble when he looked at the dozens of foundation building period monks present with a fierce expression. Then he sneered at Yang Que'er and said, "Hmph! In that case, what if I, He, take your position as the head of the regiment?"

Just when He Yuanlong was about to make a move, the two brothers Liu Zixiao instantly stood in front of Yang Que'er, and said solemnly to He Yuanlong: "He Yuanlong, don't make mistakes, our two brothers can't fight with you." ”

He Yuanlong looked at Liu Zixiao and the two brothers who were blocking in front of him, and said with a playful smile: "What if you can fight? It also depends on whether you can keep the head of the regiment who only cultivates in the early stage of foundation building." ”

Yang Que'er seemed extremely calm when she heard this, as if she was not afraid of He Yuanlong's actions against her.

Just when there was silence in the field, Ye Haoran pushed open the door of the hall and walked into the main hall, looked at He Yuanlong who was looking at him, and said with an indifferent expression: "Do you want to die this fellow Daoist?"

Yang Que'er was also happy when she saw Ye Haoran appear, but when she thought of He Yuanlong's cultivation in the later stage of foundation building, she hurriedly said to Ye Haoran: "Brother Ye Ran, don't do it first, I have a way to deal with this person." ”

But Ye Haoran showed a positive look at Yang Que'er and said, "Don't worry, this matter started because of me, and it is necessary for me to solve this matter." ”

Yang Que'er knew that Ye Haoran was not a big person, so she put her mind at ease.

He Yuanlong looked at Ye Haoran with a sneer and said, "You are the old man that the head of the regiment said, right?

After saying this, He Yuanlong took out a blood-red big knife at the level of a high-level magic weapon and slammed it towards Ye Haoran. This blood-red broadsword cooperated with He Yuanlong's cultivation, exuding an aura that shocked everyone present.

Yang Que'er was frightened, and hurriedly shouted to Ye Haoran: "Be careful!"

But Ye Haoran still stayed where he was, looking at He Yuanlong's approach with a calm expression.

Yang Que'er looked at Ye Haoran, who was staying still, and was anxious to use her means to stop He Yuanlong. Just when she pinched the seal with both hands and wanted to trigger some kind of spell, she was surprised to see that He Yuanlong raised the big knife, and his action was frozen less than a meter away from Ye Haoran, which made her stop the spell in her hand and look at He Yuanlong suspiciously.

At this time, He Yuanlong was already covered with cold sweat flowing uncontrollably, and the expression on his face was very frightened. Because he felt that there was a transparent needle as thin as a hair in his sea of consciousness, less than a finger away from his soul, as if as long as he dared to take half a step forward, the needle would instantly pierce his soul and make his soul fly.

Ye Haoran smiled faintly and said to He Yuanlong: "Do you take the initiative to hand over your life soul, or choose death, I will give you three breaths of time." ”

"Three ......"

"Two ......"

"I deliver... I'll hand it over!"

He Yuanlong looked at Ye Haoran in horror, he was really afraid that this Ye Haoran would kill him. Then he hurriedly separated a trace of life soul and flew out of his heavenly spirit cover, and was caught in Ye Haoran's hand.

Then Ye Haoran ignored the surprise of the people present, walked to Yang Que'er, who was also shocked, and slapped the life soul of He Yuanlong into Yang Que'er's heavenly spirit cover and said: "Refining his life soul, the poison is still lighter to deal with this kind of subordinate who has a high cultivation level and is not inferior." ”

Ye Haoran naturally knew the method that Yang Que'er said before, and that method was given to Yang Que'er when he left a few years ago, the poison was colorless and tasteless, and it was difficult for people to find it when it was dissolved in water, as long as the person who poisoned it took the initiative to stimulate it, the poison would attack. For fear that this situation will arise at this time.

Yang Que'er hid the look of shock on her face, and according to what Ye Haoran said, she hurriedly refined the life soul of He Yuanlong.

The soul is the root of a person, once it is actively handed over and refined by others, it is as if it is controlled by others, and once it has bad intentions, it will be broken up by the soul and die.

When Ye Haoran felt that Yang Que'er had refined He Yuanlong's life soul, he withdrew the acupuncture formed by the soul secret technique "Soul Piercing" in He Yuanlong's sea of knowledge.

When Ye Haoran withdrew the needle prick, He Yuanlong gasped for breath, turned around, and bowed respectfully to Yang Que'er and said, "The villain He Yuanlong swears to follow his master to the death. ”

Yang Que'er naturally knew what to say at this time: "He Yuanlong, your previous weakness, the head of this regiment should not have happened, you are still the deputy head of this regiment, if you dare to offend in the future, it will not be as simple as today!"

He Yuanlong was shocked in his heart, his life and soul were in the hands of Yang Que'er, and the other party wanted to kill him, like crushing an ant, so he hurriedly replied: "The boy obeys the master's teachings, and swears to fight only for the honor of our regiment in the future, and never dare to have two hearts." After saying this, when he turned to look at Ye Haoran, his heart suddenly trembled, and he hurriedly lowered his head, no longer daring to look directly at Ye Haoran.

Then Ye Haoran turned around and suddenly looked at the people present who had not made the slightest movement just now. Except for the two brothers Liu Zixiao and He Yuanlong, the remaining seven people, whether they were in the middle or early stage of cultivation, all felt that a needle piercing that was enough for them to perish instantly appeared in their sea of consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Haoran said to everyone calmly: "In the future, if anyone dares to disobey the order of the regiment commander, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

The monks, who were already covered with cold sweat, hurriedly knelt down on the ground and said in unison: "My subordinates swear to follow the head of the regiment to the death. ”

When Ye Haoran heard this, he was relieved to retreat the needles in the sea of people's knowledge, he believed that with this He Yuanlong and the cooperation of the combat power was enough to compare to the deterrence of the two brothers Liu Zixiao in the late stage of foundation building, these people did not dare to make the slightest mistake.

And when the two brothers Liu Zixiao saw the monks who were paralyzed on the ground, they couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling very happy about their previous behavior.