If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 357: The Yin God Master
"Ah, these corpses. I know them. They are the three leaders of Bu Sigui."

The previous howls and the corpses on the ground were very obvious. The people who were chasing after them stopped with serious expressions.

"Hiss, it was them. Who killed them? Is there such a master among the followers escorting Zhu Lingling?"

"It doesn't look like they were killed by humans. Judging from the wounds, they must have been killed by ferocious beasts."

"Could it be the black beast that escaped from the ghost country in the underworld of Guaizi Mountain?"

"There is residual Yin energy on the wound. It really looks like it was done by a black beast. But black beasts don't just bite people to death, they eat people!"

"Then should we continue to chase Zhu Lingling?"

As soon as this question was asked, everyone fell silent.

"There are so many of us, what do we have to be afraid of? Even an immortal can chop him to death." shouted the young man in gorgeous clothes.

"Mr. Leng, you can't say that." A masked nobleman pointed at the corpse on the ground and said sternly, "Boss Du, who doesn't want to return home, has reached the pinnacle of hard skills.

The sword energy at the True Qi realm could only pierce through his oily skin when it landed on his body.

Now his body is broken into several pieces, all bitten by sharp teeth, and there is no difference between him and the two bodies beside him. "

"Mr. Yun Er and Lan Ruomei are not weak either, especially Lan Ruomei. He has mastered the Lan and Mei swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship is unmatched." An old man with a curly beard beside him said in a deep voice,
Young Master Leng sneered and said, "What hard skills, what two great sword intentions of Lan and Mei, they are just two ruffians in the gambling house.

He can't even get on the Shudong War God List, and can only dominate the market."

These words were hurtful and sounded very ungrateful, but among the seventeen or eighteen people around, no one refuted them.

Because Young Master Leng is Leng Wushuang, the "Cold Wind Sword" who is ranked thirteenth on the "Shudong War God List".

"Young master, the three leaders who don't want to return home are definitely not comparable to you. But you are a royal family, you don't want to sit under the throne, so there is no need to take risks." The swordsman who looked like his attendant beside him advised.

Xiaoyu didn't know the swordsman, but she was impressed by the scar on his face.

The knife cut the nose in half, and the nostrils could be seen through the gap.

She saw him at the city gate in the afternoon. He was bidding for Zhu Lingling, but he was defeated by Hao Ruhai.

Mr. Leng smiled faintly and said, "What do you think? Did Lan Ruomei, Boss Du, and Yun Er die in an accident, or did they die at the hands of the warriors who were protecting Zhu Lingling?"

"It's obvious that they were bitten to death by a ferocious beast." someone said.

Mr. Leng said, "So we are just hunting down Zhu Lingling, not hunting down an unknown beast."

Someone else hesitated and said, "Maybe there was a beast trainer among the warriors protecting Zhu Lingling, who controlled the beasts and bit them to death."

Young Master Leng laughed loudly and said, “Since it is not a ferocious beast, how dare he attack me or us?
We are not the unrequited lover who never want to go home!
If he dares to touch a hair of ours, he must die even if he is a human immortal.

You don’t understand such a simple truth, but he certainly does.”

Everyone suddenly realized, and there was a hint of obvious admiration in their eyes when they looked at Master Leng.

"We are the ones in charge, but Master Leng can see things more clearly."

"As expected of a hero on the Shudong War God List, not only is his martial arts extraordinary, his wisdom and generosity are beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Some people are flattering, while others are sincerely praising.

Mr. Leng smiled slightly, looking natural and confident, and not seeming particularly proud or excited.

Only those who are rarely praised by others will become overjoyed and at a loss when they suddenly hear sincere praise from everyone.

Only those who are incompetent are rarely praised sincerely by others.

The "unparalleled young master" of the Leng family of Yingxiang Mansion has neither family background nor talent and strength. Naturally, he would not lose his composure due to the boasting of a group of warriors.

"Let's go! We've been busy for most of the night and have run forty or fifty miles. It's time to capture that little bitch Zhu Lingling."

Master Leng waved his hand, stepped over the bodies of the three leaders of Bu Sigui, and activated the Leng family's "Wind Chasing Step", ready to turn into a gust of wind and rush out.

Silently, a huge "black beast" appeared in the middle of the road.

It is as big as an adult lion, and its body made of black smoke emits a strong and terrifying evil aura (yin energy, ghost energy and demon energy). Its two eyes flash red, which is frightening to look at.

It’s Xiaoqiang.

Xiaoqiang didn't pounce on him directly, but just showed an attitude of "this road is blocked, get out of here now".

"Ah, it's the black beast, it really is the black beast!"

"Oh my god, the black beast is even scarier than the rumors say. The evil aura it emits alone makes my Qi flow poorly."

Xiaoqiang is not weak.

Its demonic energy is particularly strong, after all, it absorbed two demon pills.

Xiaoqiang’s real weakness now is actually his demonic fighting skills.

He only has enormous demonic power and ghostly aura, but no demonic or ghost magic to bring out his "inner force".

Always biting people with his mouth.

Xiaoyu did not create any magic for it, because she understood that the evil word "mountain" was its foundation.

It hasn't even mastered the "mountain", so studying other magic and ghost techniques is a sheer waste of time and energy.

Master Leng was also frightened by the terrifying evil aura emanating from Xiaoqiang.

He couldn't help but take two steps back, swallowed his saliva, shrank behind his followers, and shouted nervously: "You are not a black beast, I know. Black beasts have black hair, you are a fierce ghost!"

"Roar~~" Xiaoqiang opened his mouth and roared at him.

"It sounds a bit like a dog barking?" someone muttered nervously.

"It doesn't have black hair, so it's definitely not a black beast."

"It's not a black beast, so what? It's a monster! Let's go back."

Seeing that Xiaoqiang only roared instead of charging directly, Master Leng suddenly realized, "You are a demon raised by someone else!"

He walked out from behind his entourage, sheathed his sword, straightened his hair and clothes, bowed to all four directions calmly, and said in a clear voice: "Junior Leng Wushuang of Yingxiang Mansion, greets the seniors."

No one responded to him. Xiaoqiang felt a little confused and didn't know what to do.

Leng Wushuang was even more calm and composed, and said with a smile: "Senior, do you want to protect Zhu Yitai's daughter Zhu Lingling?

I don't know what kind of favor Zhu Yitai has ever received from you.

But it is clear that the three leaders of Bu Sigui are more than enough to repay any favors from Zhu Yitai, and the senior can retire now that he has accomplished his mission. "

"Get out~~~" The sound came from all directions, and the black wind was howling, blowing several people to the ground.

Leng Wushuang's expression changed again, "Senior, can't you really see the current situation clearly?
I am not the only one who wants to catch Zhu Lingling.

Zhu Yitao served as the magistrate of Tianmen Town for seven years and offended countless people.

Look at who is there.

We may not be your match, but our family—"

"Kill this bullshitter." Xiao Yu was impatient.

"Roar~~" Xiaoqiang couldn't hold it back any longer.

It shrank underground and disappeared in front of everyone. When it appeared again, it was like a "great white shark splashing out of the water", jumping directly out from the ground under Leng Wushuang's feet, and biting his chest from bottom to top with its mouth.

"Click~~~"

The "heroes" following the 13th place on the Shudong War God List are blessed, as their ranking has risen by one place for no reason.

"Ah, my legs, my body, ah~~~" Having lost the lower half of his body, half of Leng Gongzi fell to the ground with a "bang", his hands scrabbling around, blood spurting out of his mouth as he howled miserably.

"Ahhh, the monster killed Mr. Leng, run, run~~~"

The effect of killing monkeys and scaring chickens is very obvious.

Except for the scar-faced henchman who struggled for two seconds, the rest of them turned around and ran away at the same time.

"Don't go, save me, don't go, help me, woo woo woo, I don't want to die, I can't die, help me. Senior, please spare my life, spare me, I am the grandson of Leng Aotian, the 'Frost Sword Lord' of Yingxiang Mansion.

My grandfather is in seclusion to condense the Yuandan, and soon he——"

"Shut up!" Xiaoyu's impatient voice came from the wind.

"Crack!" Xiaoqiang ran over quickly and bit off Leng Wushuang's head.

"Master, although my teeth are in good condition, I need an evil method to complement them. Why don't you help me create a 'poisonous fang evil skill'? Once I bite someone, the evil poison will enter their soul and I will make sure no one can scream anymore."

"If you have mastered the 'mountain' technique to the point where you can directly control gravity and collapse the remaining limbs into a ball of flesh, then you don't need poisonous fangs. Even an immortal would hold his breath if you bite him down."

Xiao Qiang said: "I have already integrated the weight of the mountain into my teeth."

There are two reasons why its bite force is so terrifying.

First of all, it is not a pure soul, it has a dog skull head, which is equivalent to wearing "steel braces" to bite people.

A dog skull and dog treasure together form a jade bone bell.

Xiaoyu used the evil magic he learned from Chi Lingzi - "Skeleton Demon" to refine the dog skull into a magic weapon called "Demon Xiaoqiang".

It has no other function but to make the canine teeth hard and sharp.

Another reason is that the evil word "山" increases the bite force of the dog's teeth.

"Increasing bite force relies on instinct, not real mastery of the laws of gravity."

Before he finished speaking, an unsettling smell wafted in the wind.

"Xiao Qiang, hide quickly, someone is coming again."

Xiaoyu stopped talking, and Xiaoqiang also disappeared silently on the road.

The person came very quickly. After only two or three breaths, a misty shadow suddenly appeared under the moonlight.

The person who came was a person, but not completely a person, but a ghost.

The ghost is condensed and its aura is restrained. It is not an ordinary ghost, but a ghost of an extraordinary person.

Xiaoyu, hiding in the wind, seemed to be thinking about something.

——It turned out to be the Yin Spirit escaping, no wonder it was so fast!
When the Yin Spirit moves quickly, only a hazy shadow can be seen.

When he arrived in front of the corpse in the middle of the road, he suddenly stopped, revealing the figure of a Taoist priest in a yellow robe.

The Taoist priest was of medium build, with a fat face and no beard. He looked very ordinary, with nothing special about him. He had a black cloth bag hanging around his waist, which could barely be considered a feature because the bag was a bit big, like a small schoolbag.

Xiaoyu in the dark had a strange expression on his face.

She didn't know him at all, but she knew his killing methods, and while wandering around the market, she created a set of sword techniques to target him, and even understood the sword's meaning.
In other words, learning sword skills in the market is the fundamental purpose, and who the "godfather" is is not important.

She had been involved in the birthday celebrations of the immortals and the extermination of ghosts at Guaizi Mountain. She had used her "ghost spirit" to worship too many godfathers, many of whom she didn't even know - she didn't know their names or origins at the time, and she didn't have a chance to meet them again afterwards.

If there are few people, Xiaoyu can ask Shaoyao or other familiar people.

But there were too many people, and their strength was not particularly strong, or the other party did not show up in public frequently. She had no time or opportunity to inquire one by one.

This Taoist priest was able to cultivate the Yin Spirit, so his strength must be very strong, but he just didn't have the chance to meet her.

He probably just drank a glass of wine at the birthday party of the immortal Lao, and sat in the crowd to enjoy the ghostly sword dance.

I never met her face to face or talked to her directly.

The two people's meeting should only be limited to the birthday celebration of the immortal Lao.

If she had participated in the ghost-slaying campaign in East Shu, even if she had not gone to Guaizi Mountain, and had only been making talismans, preparing medicines, and refining formations in the rear to add magic power to the robes of the ghost-slaying heroes, she would not have been completely without any impression of it.

After the ghost-slaying campaign was over, Li Xianzhi organized several celebration parties.

All the living participants in the ghost-hunting operation were present, and even the City God Guan showed his face for a moment.

"You are truly cruel and ruthless. You even killed Young Master Leng. Are you planning to cut yourself off from Yingxiang Mansion? But is it worth it just for a mere Zhu Yitai?"

"Don't mess with me, go back!" Xiao Yu roared like a tiger in the form of the fierce tiger god.

Roaring sounds came from all directions, bringing up gusts of black wind.

The Taoist in yellow robe breathed a sigh of relief. There was the breath of a ghost, but not a ghost god, and there was no fluctuation of magic power in the black wind.

"What if I really want you to give me an explanation?"

"Just try it, take a step forward and the head will fall off!"

The Taoist in yellow robe laughed loudly, his laughter full of sarcasm and disdain.

He did not take a step forward, but instead used the Yin Shen state to quickly chase after Zhu Lingling's convoy, which had only run more than half a mile.

(End of this chapter)