At night, before setting off, Leng Yue first put all the female relatives and those who were not good at martial arts into the space.

Tang Xiaoyue insisted on going with them, but was rejected by General Tang and Leng Yue.

It was late at night, in the dark, and we were going to the killer's lair. If anything went wrong, there would be no time to regret it.

Originally, Tang Xiaoyue wanted to use the same method she used on her father to deal with Leng Yue, crying, making a fuss, and even threatening to commit suicide. However, before she could even start crying, she was taken into Leng Yue's space.

When she opened her eyes after pretending to cry, she saw that she had been caught and she burst into tears of anger.

Liu Siyao couldn't bear it any longer, "Okay, stop crying. Watering the ground is too much work. Even if you cry to death, your sister-in-law can't change her mind."

"Oh! Why doesn't she respond to any persuasion?" Tang Xiaoyue sighed, drooping her shoulders and pulling Liu Siyao to Huo Huo Lengyue's space.

Now the only way she can feel more balanced is to eat more delicious food in this space.

Liu Siyao shook her head helplessly. Another foodie!

What can I do? I'll just risk my life to keep him company, and gain another pound of weight.

When Leng Yue, Huo Jingxuan and the others arrived at the abandoned temple where the Blood Evil Alliance was located, they found it brightly lit.

"Is it true that you kill people during the day and repent in front of Buddha at night?" Leng Yue asked.

Huo Jingxuan spread his hands. He didn't know either!

However, this Blood Demon Alliance is indeed weird, otherwise who would choose a dilapidated temple as their base!

"Now that you're here, come in and have a cup of tea!"

Hearing his voice before seeing him, Leng Yue knew that she had met a master.

Asked Huo Jingxuan, "Husband, is this called Thousand Miles Sound Transmission?"

Huo Jingxuan shook his head. "A thousand-mile sound transmission is just a legend. That's too fake. It's just a bit of internal strength. It's okay if the distance is short, but it won't work if the distance is far."

"Oh, that's just average, right?

So, who is better between the two of you? "

Huo Jingxuan straightened his back and said confidently, "That must be because I'm awesome!"

Leng Yue was about to praise him when she was interrupted.

“Are you done talking?

Are you coming in or not?"

Leng Yue took out a big loudspeaker from the space, because she had no internal strength and could not do it without the help of external force.

And it was an old one, a second-hand item that was smuggled in from somewhere. Who knows where it came from?

As soon as it was turned on, before Leng Yue could say anything, the speaker started playing automatically, "Collecting junk, collecting junk, paper clips 21 cents, cans 12 cents."

Leng Yue smiled awkwardly, "Haha, I made a mistake, let's do it again!"

He cleared his throat and shouted inside, "How polite of you to interrupt someone when they are talking!"

Then he signaled An Er to kick the door, "You said you've gotten stronger recently, let's see if you can kick the door open."

An Er became excited when he heard this, as he also wanted to try it.

He took a running start and kicked the door open with a bang. An Yi and Huo Jingxuan looked at each other and thought, this kid is good!

Leng Yue applauded An Er, and then a large group of people swaggered in.

I saw killers from the Blood Evil League standing on both sides of the road. At the beginning was a short and thin man, then a dark-faced strong man in the middle, and behind him were alluring women of all kinds, and finally a middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the Buddhist temple.

If you look at him carefully, you will find that he is actually a monk with burnt scars on his head.

This makes sense why he chose the dilapidated temple as his lair.

Leng Yue went in and looked around for a long time but couldn't find the tea table.

He said to the middle-aged man, "Monk, didn't you ask us to come in for tea?

Where is the tea?"

Huo Jingxuan and everyone wanted to laugh immediately. Leng Yue was really good at naming. She directly called him a monk who had returned to secular life.

Fortunately, the man was middle-aged. If he was an old man, she would probably call him an old bald donkey.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and didn't swear out loud. How could he call someone like that?

He stood up and looked back at Leng Yue. He was stunned at the first glance. How could there be someone he couldn't see through?

Just then, Shaoyao, his subordinate, couldn't stand it anymore and was about to pull the wound out for him, but before he could open his mouth, he was stopped by the middle-aged man.

He ordered his men, "Peony, serve the tea."

Huo Jingxuan raised his hand to stop him, "No need for tea, you guys don't really want to treat us.

And we are not here for tea.”

Shaoyao couldn't help herself and asked, "Then what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to settle a score. It's so obvious, do we need to state it clearly?"

Leng Yue finished speaking and looked at Shaoyao as if she were a fool.

He looked Shaoyao up and down and nodded, "You have a good figure, much better than that red gauze dress, which is like a washboard, and you can't tell the front and back."

Shaoyao was immediately furious when she heard this, "You are the one who killed Sister Hongxiu. I will kill you to avenge her."

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew out the soft sword from his waist and pointed it straight at Leng Yue's vital point.

The momentum was quite strong, but the speed was too slow. Before she could get to her, An Yiyi blocked it with a knife, and kicked her at the same time, kicking her three feet away.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the man collapsed to the ground, unable to get up. All his ribs were broken and his internal injuries were very serious.

Leng Yue pointed at Shaoyao and said to the middle-aged man, "Return to secular monk and take care of your dog."

This time the middle-aged man finally couldn't stand it anymore, "Little girl, my name is He Congguang. After all, I am a few years older than you. You always call me a monk. It's not appropriate to call me a monk.

Besides"

"Besides, whether you are older or not is none of my business. If you want to be my elder, go to the Hades' Palace and ask them for it. It has nothing to do with me.

And you are like a mute, you have been silent all the time, I am not a fortune teller, I know your name is A Mao or A Gou!" Leng Yue continued.

Looking up at the sky, it was almost midnight. "It's getting late now, let's settle the bill quickly. We still have to go back to sleep. Don't you see that most of them are young people who are still growing up?

They are the flowers of the motherland and the pillars of the future. Can you afford to delay them? If you delay them, you will be a sinner for all eternity and you will be infamous for eternity! "

He Congguang was so embarrassed by Leng Yue's words, "Little girl, you are quite good at talking!

Looks like we have nothing to talk about, right?" He picked up a cup from the altar in front of the Buddha statue.

Leng Yue snatched it away and said, "Throwing the cup is a signal, right?

Don't think that you are being sincere just because you pretend to be humble. It doesn't look like you want to talk when you put drugs in the incense.

hypocrite!"

Then she gave him a bright smile and said, "I'll break it for you!"

With a "pop" sound, the cup broke into pieces, but He Congguang's men remained in their original positions and none of them came up.

If he still can't see that Leng Yue is up to something now, he'd be a fool.

Pointing at Leng Yue with gritted teeth, "You, you, are fine!"

Leng Yue was still angry with him, "Do you need to tell me if I'm fine? Everyone knows it."