Volume 2, Chapter 355: Sneak Attack
It's not that he is a pervert, but he gets angry when he thinks about how they turned a blind eye to him being beaten in the fairy mountain.
Now that they have been robbed, I have turned a blind eye to it. It can be regarded as giving someone a taste of their own medicine, and I feel very good about it.
As for Ying Changle, he still stood in the sky with his eyes closed.
Ye Tingmu walked back and forth on the ten passages, patrolling at all times.
As for the gate, it was guarded by the sword spirit Hanba.
For those who were given a storage bag, Ye Tingmu would ask them to give him a special piece of cloth.
The drought demon will let go of anyone holding a piece of cloth.
As time passed, more and more people paid the toll.
There were fewer and fewer people on the arena.
"Hey, what a journey I took. I almost died, suffered so much, and in the end I got nothing. My original small treasury was also lost."
"It makes everyone the same... I originally had a drop of Immortal Emperor's blood, it was my coming-of-age gift, and now it's gone, my grandfather will definitely beat me to death when I go back."
"Okay, stop complaining. It's better than dying."
"If you say so, it's true."
"Cheer up, everyone. Think about the fact that Ying Changle, Xia Lingkong, and Chongming were all robbed. Wouldn't that make you feel less sad?"
"Don't say that, hahahaha, don't say it's true."
"Let's go out quickly and tell the ancestors that if he dares to leave this place today, he will be unable to escape even if he has wings."
"Yeah, retreat..."
As time went by, nearly one-quarter of the crowd had already left, and the rest would be able to leave soon.
At this time, Baili Xunjin and his companions were already overjoyed, as the amount of wealth they had obtained was enormous.
They originally thought that fighting in there and touching the corpses of thousands of people would be enough to make them rich. Now, with hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of things in their hands, they felt their hands shaking. Everything that happened was too unreal.
Such a huge amount of wealth is fascinating.
Ye Tingmu was fine, after all, there were indeed a lot of these things, but he was a man who had seen big scenes. Back then, the ten major immortal gates, three sects, three clans, and the Heavenly Court gave him much more than this.
But this time, the only thing is that the Immortal Emperor has a lot of essence and blood.
Because in the fairy mountain, although the blood of the Immortal Emperor is rare, there are at least hundreds of drops of it. As long as he can grab it all, with this resource, he will bring all the younger brothers in the lower realm to the sky and turn them into immortals even if he spends money.
That's what he thinks now.
Everything was still proceeding in an orderly manner, although there were a few disturbances in between. Some people took advantage of Ye Tingmu's confusion and tried to force their way in, but the result was predictable, they died.
Ye Tingmu used it as an example to scare others.
Of course, there are still some people who don't care about their lives and insist on breaking through, and Ye Tingmu can do nothing about it.
Robbery and murder are inevitable, this is a business that is carried on the edge of a knife.
At this time, everyone from the ten major immortal sects had a low look on their faces, looking at the dwindling crowd. They knew in their hearts that it would soon be their turn.
Chongming saw that most people had left, so he stretched.
"Well, this is boring. I'm leaving now."
There was no excitement to watch, and I had been robbed, so there was no point in staying.
He looked at Ying Changle and asked, "Brother Ying, aren't you leaving?"
Ying Changle still had his eyes closed and did not respond.
Chongming was not surprised by this. After all, Ying Changle had been holding this attitude for a long time.
At this time, Ye Tingmu took the initiative to walk up and shouted, "Brother Chongming, please stay. I have something to tell you."
Chongming stopped, turned his head and looked at him suspiciously, and said, "Why, you can't bear to leave me?"
"What are you thinking about?" As he said that, he took out a storage bag, which belonged to Chongming, and handed it over.
"You and I are friends who have lived together for a lifetime. I can't take your things. Take them back."
Chongming was stunned at first, then smiled.
"You know what, you're a good person, you can get along..."
He took the storage bag from Ye Tingmu without hesitation. He was a man without many tricks or schemes, and he was always straightforward in everything he did.
Ye Tingmu also smiled and exchanged a few words of greeting.
Chongming thought of the storage bag and turned around leisurely. "Let's go. You will regret it later. Brother Zang, if you have time in the future, please go to the Demon Realm and mention my name so that it can be used..."
Ye Tingmu looked at Chongming who turned around, and said words like "sure, sure" and "take care", but a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a mace appeared in his hand at some point.
He swung out suddenly with great force.
The mace fell, a fierce wind arose, and the sound of breaking air could be heard.
Then the mace fell hard on Chongming's head.
"Boom..."
"Bang....."
Chongming was not prepared at all and was probably wondering where the wind came from, but the next second, he felt a blow on his head and then an echo in his ears.
My head is buzzing.
Under the tremendous force, Chongming and his companions sank five inches into the ground.
A group of people were confused, the ten major immortal sects were confused, and Baili Jianhan was confused.
Even Ying Changle was confused.
Everything around suddenly became quiet. The group of people didn't dare to make a sound and just stared at Ye Tingmu blankly. They didn't understand what was going on.
Chongming was also confused. Not only was he confused, he was also in pain.
He turned around, covered his head with one hand, stared with his eyes wide open, and looked at Ye Tingmu in front of him in disbelief, his gaze switching back and forth between Ye Tingmu's smiling face and the mace in Ye Tingmu's hand.
He raised his hand and pointed at Ye Tingmu.
"Bury...you."
“Boom….”
"boom......."
There was another roar, and Ye Tingmu struck out with another stick.
It hit Chongming's forehead again, and Chongming's eyes rolled up and he fell straight backwards.
There was a muffled sound.
Baili Qianqiu, Du Tian and others swallowed their saliva frantically and touched their heads subconsciously.
This thing has such great force that it has knocked a hole in the ground. It must be very painful.
The people from the ten major immortal sects shrank back, looking dazed, as if they were afraid that Ye Tingmu would attack them as well.
"How terrifying! A smiling tiger, attacking from behind."
"One second they were brothers, and the next they knocked him out."
"Just cooperate with him. I don't want to get hit too."
"I feel that Chongming is so miserable, even more disabled than Xia Lingkong. He was beaten for no apparent reason."
Ying Changle was also staring with his eyes wide open at this moment. He didn't understand what the purpose of this funeral was. People had already given money, and you were still beating them. Besides, she felt that there was some relationship between the three of them.
Don't attack from behind and get beaten like that.
Ye Tingmu put away his mace and said to Chongming, "I'm sorry, brother. Don't worry, I will make it up to you."
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