Chapter 225 Dao Zun favors you! The hidden way of Master Yi, go to...

You have to look at the owner when beating a dog. The Ghost Killing Tower's behavior is simply not giving him face. How can Yi Chen bear this?

This is my grassland and my men, I can do whatever I want with it, but others can’t.

Yi Chen felt unhappy when he thought about his beloved son Miaozi who was still wandering in Nanshan County and had lost contact with him.

This trip just happened to bring that rebellious son back and discipline him strictly.

You must tell it that at its age, struggle is the best foundation.

With a thought, Yi Chen's figure disappeared from the spot.

The Nanshui River under the moonlight was as beautiful and winding as a ribbon. A hooded man in black was walking quickly forward. He took a step forward and his figure flashed and appeared more than ten meters away.

Some people wander around the world, while others study hard in the cold classroom.

Some people flattered, while others burst into tears.

Some people go to Liangshan on a snowy night, and some people go to kill people on a starry night.

Everyone is carrying the tombstone called life and moving forward with the burden.

"It's not easy for me, I have to work hard~"

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Yi Chen sighed deeply, his eyebrows twisted into a "川" shape, and then walked faster.

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Hua Man Lou is a famous den of illicit sex in Nanshan County.

It is an organization engaged in import and export trade and people-to-people connection projects.

The colorful building is nine stories high, and the whole building is filled with red sleeves waving.

From the first to the third floors, there was a sea of ​​long legs covered in gauze, while upstairs were young girls and wives with half-exposed breasts waving handkerchiefs.

From the third floor up, admission is by invitation only, and only high-ranking officials and masters of cultivation are allowed to enter.

There was a constant stream of people downstairs of Huaman Building. The big teapot and the madam were welcoming and seeing off guests outside the door. A man with a gap tooth and snotty nose, wearing a tattered gown, was playing the erhu and singing on the long street outside the building.

"The willow leaves are pointed, and the sky is full of stars!"

"All the wise men passing by, please listen carefully to what I have to say."

"This incident happened in the Flower and Willow Lane in the west of the city."

"There is a Song Lao San in Hualiuxiang Mushroom House."

"Speaking of Song Lao San, the couple are addicted gamblers."

"I never had a son in my life, but I gave birth to a daughter, Chanjuan."

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"The girl's name is Xiaolian, she's pretty and has a beautiful face."

"Once you arrive at Hua Man Lou, your days will be as peaceful as the ninth heaven."

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On the ninth floor of Huamanlou, Xiaolian was sitting on a brocade couch, sobbing, wearing a red mandarin duck bellyband, a white gauze, and black silk stockings.

Some people are born with a silver spoon in their mouth, while others have a life bitterer than coptis chinensis.

She is the one whose life is more bitter than bitter herbs.

He has a pair of parents who are addicted gamblers.

Ten days ago, her parents brought a human pimp back home, saying that she was rushed and someone asked her to work. The work was a bit tiring, and she had to do all the ups and downs, and sometimes she had to not only use her hands but also her mouth. However, the pay was high, the food was good, she could learn a skill, the wages were paid on a daily basis, and if she was sick, there was a doctor to see her.

She looked at the empty rice jar and the shabby house where even mice didn't come, and she gritted her teeth and agreed in the face of her parents' encouraging eyes.

She originally thought that she would at most be a servant, doing some waitressing work, but who knew that she would fall into a fire pit.

After being tortured by the madam for three days, she finally gave in.

Then a bunch of outdated old ladies came to teach her various skills. Today was her wedding day. They said that a Lord Yan had bought her at a high price and asked her to serve him well and not offend him.

If you serve me well, you won’t have to work in your next life.

Looking at the envious looks on the faces of the old maids, as if they were twenty years younger and wondered how it would be their turn, Xiaolian felt even more miserable.

She just wants to win the heart of one person and stay together until the end of their lives.

She didn't want to sit in a urn and practice so-called secret techniques to please others.

With a squeak.

The door suddenly opened.

Under Xiaolian's terrified eyes, a moving mountain of flesh squeezed into the door.

For a moment, Xiaolian, who weighed less than 90 pounds, burst into tears and was panicked.

Yan Renxi came to the ninth floor under the guidance of the big teapot.

Some people are in the abyss, some people live in high-rise buildings.

Some people are shining brightly, while others are covered in rust.

This is the disparity in the world.

As the younger brother of Yan Renhen, the owner of the Ghost Killing Tower, he can get whatever he wants in his life.

"There are endless delicacies to eat, endless money to spend, endless wealth to enjoy, and endless rooms to have."

"A lang li ge lang, a lang li ge lang."

Humming an unknown tune, Yan Renxi came into the room with a hiccup. When he saw Xiaolian collapsed on the brocade couch, his eyes lit up.

Full of darkness.

In one word, tender!

Everyone in Nanshan County knows that Yan Renxi loves tender meat the most.

He especially likes other people's fearful and painful looks and screams.

This gave him a sense of omnipotence.

Looking at Xiaolian, who looked like a little lamb, Yan Renxi wanted to pounce on her, but he finally held back as he remembered his eldest brother's teachings.

A veteran in the world of flowers and a connoisseur of beauty cannot be forced.

That's indecent.

With a snap, he took out an inverted hourglass and slapped it on the table.

"Girl, I'll give you an hourglass. Either you get thrown out to feed the dogs, or you come and serve me."

"I don't like to force others. You can choose one yourself."

“Master Yan, you…” Xiaolian’s tears could not stop flowing, crystal clear, as if she was pouring out the bitterness of life. Suddenly, her eyes turned into fear and she actually cried out.

"What are you talking about? It's time to cry!" Yan Renxi laughed triumphantly, and the layers of flesh on his body trembled like a mountain of flesh shaking.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly swallowed him.

He felt something behind him.

Yan Renxi turned around with difficulty, only to see a hooded man suddenly appear behind him.

The man's eyes were as dark and deep as the abyss, gnawing at one's soul.

"Ghost...Ghost Zhong..."

The air suddenly solidified like molten iron, and there seemed to be a piece of stubborn iron blocking Yan Renxi's throat. He actually lost his voice in the middle of speaking.

A strong sense of malice surged towards him.

His heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand and then twisted hard.

His breathing began to quicken, short, rapid and shallow.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He is afraid!

He was afraid! For some reason, he suddenly thought of the little white flowers that he had tortured to death.

I thought of their weak, pitiful and helpless expressions before they died, and their painful and desperate expressions.

"Little girl, close your eyes!"

Yi Chen smiled gently at Xiaolian, with a hint of apology on his face.

A big hand suddenly touched Yan Renxi's head.

"Yan Renxi, you are such a waste. You are not a real person who has achieved the status of a real person through the right path. You are a piece of trash who has no hope of advancing to the middle stage of the real person realm in this lifetime."

"The light of your life is like a candle in the wind. If the wind is a little stronger, it will be extinguished."

Yi Chen's voice sounded like the devil's whisper, slowly ringing in Yan Renxi's ears, and every second was like a torture to his mind.

After absorbing the true meaning of Ba Wu and advancing to the thirteenth level of true skills, Yi Chen discovered that when he emitted malice towards someone, it would have a deterrent effect. For example, the waste in front of him was like pork on a chopping board under the suppression of his energy and spirit.

With every word he spoke, Yi Chen's big hand pressed down a little bit. When he finished saying the last word "destroy", Yan Renxi's head had been slowly pressed into his chest, and a mountain of flesh collapsed.

The memory extraction ability was activated, and fragments of memories about Yan Renxi came one after another and floated in Yi Chen's mind. For a moment, he seemed to have watched a movie that was not suitable for children, and it was the kind of infantry... "Tsk! Who is that?" Yi Chen finished his overtime work and raised his leg to leave. He was going to find his eldest son.

At this moment, the terrifying pressure that enveloped the room suddenly dissipated. Xiaolian was gasping for breath like a drowning lamb. When she saw Yi Chen was about to leave, she felt a surge of courage in her heart, and she jumped off the brocade couch and hugged Yi Chen's thighs tightly.

"Master, help me!"

Yi Chen: “….”

"What do you want to do?"

The bewitching power was activated, and Xiaolian's mind seemed to be swallowed by the dark night sky, and she began to ask questions and answer them.

"What a miserable little girl!"

"It's better to be an orphan than to have parents who are worse than beasts~"

"But since you've come to me for help and called me 'Master', then..."

"The Dao Master favors you!"

"Blessings to the infinite heavenly master!"

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows. Only then did he realize that the person playing the erhu downstairs was Xiaolian's biological father. He clapped his hands, and soon a middle-aged man in a green robe walked in.

This person is his Blood Killing Tower’s hidden agent here, codenamed Water Ghost.

"Find someone to redeem this girl and find her a job in an ordinary city. I think we at the Blood Killing Tower can ensure that an ordinary person lives in peace and happiness."

"By the way, send her gambling parents to work in the mines until they die."

"If you have any difficulties, tell Yang Zuoshi. If Hua Manlou refuses to release you, go to Yang Zuoshi."

"If Left Envoy Yang can't agree, I will talk to them in person."

The middle-aged man had an ordinary appearance, the kind that you wouldn't recognize if thrown into a crowd of people. He was a good candidate to be a killer. He glanced at the headless corpse on the ground, and immediately knelt down like a golden mountain overturning a jade pillar, and said with one hand on his chest: "I dare not die for the owner of this building!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Yi Chen nodded in satisfaction. He was not on this trip just because the Ghost Killing Tower didn't give him face. He was also planning to provoke trouble. How could he provoke a war with the Ghost Killing Tower if he didn't do this? How could he win over the hearts of the killers in the Blood Killing Tower? Yi Chen was very happy when he heard that a leader of the Ghost Killing Tower killed one of their silver-medal killers. He was even happier when Yang Zuoshi said that the leader was the younger brother of the Ghost Killing Tower leader.

The Ghost Killing Tower is a large force adjacent to the Blood Killing Tower. They belong to the Worry-Free Alliance and are notorious.

In the Bloody Killing Building, kidnappings are carried out, and the money is paid before the release of the person. The price is fair and there is no deception.

However, the Ghost Killing Building still accepts money and kills people, and dares to do any unethical business.

He snatched the mouth of a mud swallow, sharpened the tip of an iron needle, chopped the tender meat from the legs of a heron, and cut the fat from the belly of a mosquito. How could he have the heart to do that?

Yan Renhen, the owner of the Ghost Killing Tower, has a purple flag passed down from his family, inside which are two old ghosts at the seventh level of the True Person Realm. He himself is also at the seventh level of the True Person Realm. Relying on this treasure, Yan Renhen became rampant and has been suppressing the rise of the Blood Killing Tower.

For the sake of justice, he had to kill him.

It is an even more serious crime to affect his collection of crimson dots.

What's more, his expenses have been a bit high recently.

"Water ghost, come closer to my ear."

"Cut off one of Yan Renxi's fingers as evidence, then burn his body to ashes, and then do this and this and this again. Do you understand?"

"After you finish this matter, go to Yang Zuoshi and collect 10,000 taels of silver."

The middle-aged man codenamed 'Water Ghost' listened to the OP's teachings in shock, his eyes widened for a moment.

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At noon on the second day, facing the sunshine, a strange carriage wobbled towards the Ghost Killing Tower. On the carriage was a thin coffin with a huge word "miserable" written on both ends of the coffin.

Suddenly, when they arrived in front of the Ghost Killing Tower, under the gaze of the soldiers, an arrow with a piece of letter shot out and landed on the flagpole in front of the station.

After reading the letter, the gatekeeper was horrified and shouted, "Go and get the host."

At this moment, the carriage suddenly overturned, and a finger, a handful of ashes and three talismans fell out of the coffin.

Under the shocked gazes of the pawns, a green talisman spontaneously combusted without wind, and a strong wind blew up on the spot, with ashes swirling and flying.

Immediately afterwards, the blue talisman ignited again, and a light rain that lasted for ten seconds began to fall within ten meters of the coffin.

Finally, a purple talisman was rekindled, and an electric snake exploded on the spot, charring the fingers on the ground. As a professional killer, he has mastered some special skills. Techniques like delayed detonation of talismans are not particularly difficult for the "water ghost".

The most difficult thing for the Water Ghost is the idea of ​​the OP… After a while, a middle-aged man with thin cheeks and narrow eyes came to the overturned coffin. He looked at the scene in front of him, the letter, and the charred fingers on the ground, and suddenly roared to the sky:

"Ahhh, Gui Zhongdao! You're looking for death!"

The letter in his hand clearly read:

[Brother Yan, I, Gui Zhongdao, sent my brother's ashes back the same way. You don't need to thank me. I have prepared 10,001 taels of silver for the burial. I am waiting for your arrival at Bailu Peak in Nanshan. I, Gui Zhongdao, will discuss funeral arrangements with you.]

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Nanshan Bailu Peak is a hill two hundred miles away from the Ghost Slaying Tower.

It is named because many egrets live here.

At dusk, the sky above Bailu Peak is covered with deep red clouds, reflecting the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, interweaving into a magnificent picture.

Yi Chen carried Yan Renhen's head and walked out of the formation, crushing the clouds in the sky.

Yan Renhen was indeed a cold and cautious person. In order to prevent any fraud, even though Yi Chen provoked him so much, he still came with a deputy building owner, and set up a large formation at the foot of the mountain, allowing Yi Chen to enter the formation for a chat.

Yi Chen naturally followed the advice.

He is not afraid at all that Yan Renhen will not come to see him. Even after being slapped in the face like this, he can still bear not to come to see him. Yan Renhen has no chance of doing anything.

The Ghost Slayers have no chance of gaining a foothold in the underground forces. Their people will have to sit at the children's table when they go out to take on jobs or do business.

After entering the formation, naturally, the two sides had a small quarrel. With reproduction as the bond, Yi Chen made a sincere speech to Yan Renhen's eighteen generations of female relatives~ After a full exchange of views, Yan Renhen, who couldn't stand it anymore, took the initiative to attack and summoned two old ghosts to have a small friction with Yi Chen, and the two sides fought each other.

The matter ended with Yan Renhen's side confused.

"I made another 2,600 Crimson Points in total. I feel good."

"I didn't expect that old man Yan Renhen had a top-grade spirit beast bag in his hand. It saved me a lot of money. He is quite nice~"

Yi Chen was floating in the air like a god of death, his sleeves fluttering as he shuttled through the sky.

With the activation of his supernatural power and the excellent vision brought by the Yin-Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique, he used his sharp eyes to search for people who might be lurking nearby.

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Yi Chen said to himself: "How brave! There really is a little mouse that escaped the net and hid in the dark."

He turned around and fell to the ground like a meteor, crashing into somewhere underground.

A little black fat man who was lurking underground and using a strange magical weapon to protect himself suddenly looked desperate.

Under the enormous pressure, his protective magic weapon broke and turned into a pool of meat paste.

As long as he kills enough people, no one will discover his identity.

Yi Chen looked up at the beautiful scenery in the sky, threw Yan Renhen's head to the ground, and walked away.

This is the way that Master Yi Dao hides.

Bloody Killing Building Bunker, Night.

Yang Zuo Shi looked at the three bloody storage rings in his hands in shock.

Yi Chen patted his shoulder again and said meaningfully: "Do a good job, I've seen everything."

"If you work hard, it won't be impossible for me to teach you the Giant Spirit Magic in the future."

The Giant Spirit Magic Art was the magic art that the original owner of the Blood Killing Tower practiced. It had been lying in Yi Chen's storage ring, gathering dust and becoming a tattered piece.

However, the rubbish in his eyes turned out to be an extremely precious treasure in the eyes of Yang Zuo Shi at this moment.

After painting a big picture for Yang Zuo Shi, Yi Chen turned around and returned to his secret room where he was in seclusion.

Power is reflected in distribution, not to mention that Yang Zuo Shi's life is still in his hands. Yi Chen is not afraid at all that Yang Zuo Shi will doubt his identity.

Even if he has doubts, as long as he is a smart person, he will convince himself.

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He slapped the spirit beast bag, and Miaozi poked its head out of it, jumping around Yi Chen, his joy beyond words.

After killing Yan Renhen and his group, Yi Chen went to Nanshan County to bring Miaozi back.

To his surprise, Miaozi did not mess around, but strangely hid on the beam of an art studio and watched others paint, which made him a little confused.

After playing with Miaozi for a while, when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Yi Chen took out the letter sent by King Xiaoyao and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

King Xiaoyao didn't know what he meant, but he posted a message to summon many leaders of the forces under the Wuyou Alliance to go to his Wuyou Mansion for discussions.

Mr. Lu Xun once said, to go or not to go, that is the question.

After some thought, Yi Chen decided to go.

Now that his cultivation has greatly improved, he dares to venture into Wuyou Mansion even if it is a dangerous place.

Besides, he should be dealt with for the several million taels of deposit he embezzled from King Xiaoyao.

He had used the Blood Killing Tower very easily, so he didn't want to discard it too easily.

Of course, I heard that King Xiaoyao likes to hold fun banquets, and there is also the Magical Dance of the Heavenly Demons to watch in Wuyou Mansion, which makes Yi Chen want to go and broaden his horizons.

"King Xiaoyao, the underground emperor of Jiangnan Dao, a long-time thief, what do you want to do?"

"Are you the Purple Demon from Jiangnan Dao?"

Thinking of King Xiaoyao's strange mission of collecting human bones, and the letter asking Gui Zhongdao to investigate himself, Yi Chen felt that this man must have a big secret.

"Then I will come to meet you, King Xiaoyao."

Yi Chen stood up indifferently, a white light flashed from his fingertips, and then suddenly expanded. The white light swallowed up all the evil things collected in the secret room like water waves.

More than eighty pieces of information flashed across his eyes like a screen full of information.

"It's less than I thought. It's only a little over 1,100."

"But I have over 3,700 Crimson Points now, so the progress is not bad."

"If King Xiaoyao is a human demon or has the cultivation level of a True Lord, what should I do?"

Yi Chen stood with his hands behind his back, lost in thought.

After a long time, a sigh was heard in the secret room, and the Thunder Jade began to burst into sparks.

A Taoist priest was touching the electric switch with a distorted face and a grin on his face.

The maximum cutoff is 199, which means there are 600 words in total, and there are still 200 to go. The next chapter is still in progress, come on~ 　　Thank you all for your subscription support, monthly ticket support, and recommendation ticket support.

Um, chapter 225 has been reviewed, sorry 　　 　 (end of this chapter)