The lights in the big tent were on, and faint sounds of lewdness could be heard.
Chu Tian lay in the shadow ten feet outside the big tent, squinting his eyes and listening to the movements inside the big tent. The night wind blew over, and a wisp of faint wind rolled up from Chu Tian's body and merged into the night wind. The fine faint wind drifted around with the night wind, instantly covering an area of dozens of feet in radius.
These faint winds became Chu Tian's eyes and ears. Within the range covered by the faint winds, even the slightest movement of a grain of sand was under Chu Tian's control.
The night wind blew the door curtain of the big tent, and the breeze blew in through the gap, so Chu Tian could "see clearly" and "hear" everything in the big tent.
Dozens of animal oil torches were burning, hundreds of large candles were blazing, and thousands of pearls of different sizes were hanging from the top of the tent. The light from the torches, candles, and pearls illuminated the large tent that could accommodate a thousand people, so brightly that it was even a bit blinding.
The scantily clad You Qianxun sat in the middle, with two disheveled girls with large patches of white skin exposed, sitting on her left and right, grabbing a roasted leg of lamb with greasy hands and eating heartily. The two pretty girls beside her were trembling with knives, forks and wine jugs, serving You Qianxun meat while constantly pouring wine into her wine bowl.
Ying Xiu'er, whose face was slightly pale and in very bad spirits, sat aside, looking expressionlessly at the dancer dancing wildly in the big tent.
In the corner of the big tent, a band was playing soft music.
Dozens of dancers were naked, with only a few pink scarves wrapped around their arms. They sang obscene songs, twisted their slender waists seductively in the tent, and kept doing all kinds of obscene actions.
The picture of the blue dragon shedding its shell was quietly floating behind Ying Xiu'er, like a loyal old dog, quietly guarding Ying Xiu'er.
You Qianxun's greasy little hands fiercely grabbed the chest of the girl beside him. She laughed loudly and said, "Master Ying, just obey me, okay? If you are willing to be my lover, just be good and have fun with me. I dare not say anything else. I will preserve the bloodline of your Ying family. How about it?"
You Qianxun's gaze was like hooks, piercing Ying Xiu'er's face and body fiercely. She dropped the roasted lamb leg in her hand and eagerly groped the two girls beside her. Her face suddenly turned a strange pink color.
"Hehe, you know that I am the young master of the Ghost Path. With me protecting your Ying family, your Ying family will definitely be able to survive this six-path blood sacrifice. For the lives of your clansmen, you have to consider this and lie down in front of me obediently and beg me to pamper you!"
Ying Xiu'er's face was pale. She sat there without saying a word and did not touch the wine and meat in front of her.
"She's really an ice beauty, but I like it!"
You Qianxun touched her chin and laughed strangely. When she attacked the girl next to her, her actions became more and more unbearable.
"However, whether you are a beautiful ice-snow girl or not, I, You Qianxun, am not very patient. If you beg me to pamper you, then everything will be easy. When my patience runs out and I force myself on you, hehe... I actually quite like to pamper a girl while having her nine clans killed one by one in front of her."
"Well, it's only because you, Young Master Ying, look so cute that I love you. If it were someone else, hehe, how would they have the chance to choose?"
Waving his hand, You Qianxun said coldly: "Send Master Ying back properly, and send a few more beauties to persuade her properly. Alas, I am too soft-hearted!"
Ying Xiu'er stood up slowly. A dozen naked beautiful women laughed strangely, twisted their waists and walked to Ying Xiu'er, surrounded Ying Xiu'er and left the tent.
"How romantic!" Lord Shu lay on Chu Tian's shoulder and whispered in his ear.
Lord Shu has this ability. Even if he roars loudly in front of someone, if he doesn't want others to hear his voice, then outsiders will definitely not be able to hear the noise he makes.
Chu Tian didn't have such ability, so he just shook his head slightly and couldn't answer Mr. Shu's words.
Can this be called romantic?
Meeting a ghost with strange habits like You Qianxun, Ying Xiuer probably wants to die now, right?
When Ying Xiuer walked out of the big tent, You Qianxun's face suddenly turned pale green. She slapped a girl beside her to pieces with a palm, cursing in a low voice: "What an ungrateful bitch. If she hadn't mastered the secret of the Blue Dragon Shedding Diagram, did she think she could be safe and sound until today? I would have fucked her like a dead dog on the side of the road!"
After cursing for a few times, You Qianxun suddenly shouted: "Come here, some of you who are breathing, roll over here, are they all dead? Where is that old ghost Lu Buyu? Also, what happened to the inexplicable loss of a large number of people in the west of Qizhou these days? Have you found out? Who did it?"
Dozens of generals wearing heavy armor, with green eyes and wisps of ghost fire constantly spewing out of their eyes strode into the tent.
The dancers pushed to the left and right in panic. A general who was about ten feet tall laughed strangely, grabbed a dancer, ripped her stomach open on the spot, took out her heart, stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing it.
Blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth, and the general with ghost fire in his eyes said sternly: "Young Master, I don't know where Lv Buyu ran off to, but he is very powerful. I think he came across some good things and enjoyed them all by himself."
"Gudong" swallowed the chewed heart in one gulp, and the general's voice suddenly dropped several tones: "As for those believers who were killed. We haven't found out who did it yet. The person who did it was very efficient, decisive and ruthless. No one was left alive, and all traces were burned with fire."
You Qianxun was stunned. She stood up and kicked the other girl beside her, sending her flying more than ten feet away. She whispered to herself, "Is it Shui Bingyu or Yin Youyou? Or, is it that loser Chu Jie? In Qizhou, who can make things difficult for me... Or, is it Hu Xiaotian? Or Dayi Qianjun or Daye Pojun?"
Shaking his head, You Qianxun frowned: "Or maybe, it's from the other Daos, and another Dao Seed has descended? What if they are behind my back to attack me? After all, I am the one with the biggest prize now; I am the one who has made the most contributions; I am the one who has gained the most benefits!"
Dozens of generals remained silent, looking at You Qianxun with evil eyes.
"After daybreak, gather the believers around you. Do not move in small groups. Each group must be at least 100,000 strong. Do your best to kill all the remaining people in Qizhou first."
You Qianxun gave the order in a cold voice: "Except for Chu Family Fort, I give you three days to go anywhere else. No living person is allowed to appear in the territory of Qizhou."
You Qianxun's body was trembling slightly, and his voice changed with excitement: "There are hundreds of millions of people in the Qizhou race, and the blood and energy of hundreds of millions of people have been gathered. Hee, my several ghost arts will surely be perfected in one fell swoop. When that time comes, hmph, I wonder how they can fight me!"
All the generals responded in unison, without stopping, and strode out of the tent.
You Qianxun laughed eerily a few times, and suddenly said in a stern voice: "Come here, go to the baggage camp and pick out a few girls to send over. Tonight, I want to enjoy myself!"