A Demon’s Path

Ah Ji's brown eyes radiated hatred: "I think back then, the old master didn't dislike me as a monster and took me in. The old master is my reborn parents. Now he is killed by a traitor, if I don't help him Revenge, I never forgive myself!"

"Don't worry, I won't act recklessly. I still want to save my useful body to avenge my biological parents!" After finishing speaking, Ah Ji strode forward, sweeping forward in three or two steps, his body like a gust of wind, Disappear.

Shang Ziheng sighed helplessly, and went back to Xihe City to report by himself.

When Chen Xu heard that his father was killed by Li Qingxuan, his expression was unexpectedly calm.

"Is that Li Qingxuan?" Chen Xu repeated Li Qingxuan's name to himself, and nodded earnestly: "There are also Yuntianzong and the Tower of Gods and Demons, I wrote it down."

Long Yuxuan asked nonchalantly: "So what if you write it down?"

"It's nothing. From now on, my goal in life is to make them pay the price for killing my father!" The corners of Chen Xu's eyes twitched slightly, and the engraved hatred finally caused a subtle change in his expression.

Long Yuxuan snorted and said: "With my power, I might not dare to be so arrogant to you, so take it easy."

Chen Xu understood the meaning of Long Yuxuan's words, and said coldly: "I understand, I am beyond my control by doing this now. But I still have some family background, so I will go out with a different identity and start business again. When I have enough I will do it if I don’t have money and power. I can’t uproot them, but let them take off a layer of skin!”

"It seems that you are going to leave?" Long Yuxuan said calmly: "I will not stop you if you want to leave, remember to explain to Ling Xiao, if anything happens to you outside, it has nothing to do with me."

"I know." Chen Xu said no more, turned and left.

"President, tell the master for me, I'm leaving too." Unexpectedly, Chen Lan saluted Long Yuxuan and left with Chen Xu.

It wasn't until after the two left that Ling Shiyu said anxiously: "Why didn't you stop them?"

Long Yuxuan glared at Ling Shiyu angrily: "Ling Xiao is fooling around outside, why should she keep them?"

Shang Ziheng was thoughtful: "President Long is right. If you don't go outside to temper yourself, you will never achieve great success. Those who achieve great things must go through long-term hardships. This is what Uncle Thirteen told us with bloody facts. a lesson."

Ling Shiyu lowered her head sadly, with tears in the corners of her eyes: "I know, I am the most useless..."

Long Yuxuan said impatiently: "Okay, okay, don't cry in front of me. If you also want to help that bastard, I will introduce you to a master..."

"No need, I'm Lu Chun's apprentice, I can teach myself." The drunk Lu Chun was extremely sober at this time, he walked up to Ling Shiyu, and said very cautiously: "Girl, you really want to help that kid, even if No matter how hard and difficult the cultivation is, you will not regret it?"

Ling Shiyu wiped away her tears and nodded firmly.

"Okay, then from today onwards, you and I will also change our appearance, and Master will take you to see your ancestor!" Lu Chun suddenly laughed loudly: "Our little Yu'er has finally grown up and knows how to replace her man. Don't worry, haha!"

Ling Shiyu blushed, but she clenched her lips and did not deny it.

Shang Ziheng watched one after another leaving firmly and resolutely, and he couldn't help sighing slightly in his heart, the people Uncle Thirteen knew were really extraordinary.

President Long is a person with extremely strong financial resources and power, and she is also a wise woman who has strategized strategies. Needless to say, her strength is self-evident.

But Chen Xu, Chen Lan, and Ling Shiyu all decided to leave one after another, unwilling to hide under Ling Xiao's protection. "Personal charm.

In fact, Shang Ziheng didn't think of himself. Before meeting Ling Xiao, he was just an "elite" disciple who was defiant and arrogant. no the same.

"The last retreat was interrupted because Brother Min Kang was going to recruit relatives. After I return to the sect, I must continue to retreat. If I don't practice to look good, I will never leave the retreat!"

After Shang Ziheng also bid farewell to Long Yuxuan, Long Yuxuan was left alone in the empty hall.

Long Yuxuan gently took off her veil, revealing a look of astonishment. She took out a mirror and smiled slightly at the mirror: "Ling Xiao, you bastard, they are going to leave by themselves, and it's none of my business!"

At this time, Ling Xiao had arrived at Meihuai City, the border city between the Soul Sect and the Demon Clan. Seeing that it was getting late, he found a small hotel in Meihuai City and lived in it.

Meihuai City belongs to the Digan Sect, but this is a corner place, and the Digan Sect has nothing but some old, weak, sick and disabled spirit masters stationed here.

Although the demon clan is extremely aggressive, rushing across the border from time to time to plunder and kill the murderous clan, but they don't even look down on this Meihuai city, because it is too barren.

This huge city only has a population of 100,000, and its industry, agriculture, and commerce are extremely underdeveloped, and it is clinking poor.

Therefore, in comparison, the residents of Meihuai City are much safer than the other border cities. This is called the benefit of being poor.

Ling Xiao originally just wanted to rest here for one night, and set off the next day, but before going to sleep at night, he heard a familiar voice from the lobby of the hotel: "Boss, are there any rooms available?"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, she didn't expect this kid to come here, he didn't cut him last time, so this kid escaped quickly.

Accompanied by two beautiful maids, Nangong Yurong, who is more beautiful than a woman, also came to this border city.

Although Nangong Yurong was already very low-key, his appearance was like a firefly in the dark night, very bright.

The shop owner was a middle-aged man. When he saw Nangong Yurong for the first time, he was stunned. It wasn't until Nangong Yurong let out a cold snort that the shop owner came to his senses and hurriedly said: "Little Dingzi, take me with you." Guests go to Furong room."

"Come on!" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with extremely nimble hands and feet came over, nodded and bowed to Nangong Yurong: "Guest, please go upstairs."

"Hmph!" Nangong Yurong closed the fan in her hand and followed the servant upstairs.

Seeing Nangong Yurong walking up, the middle-aged boss showed a trace of cruelty and greed on his originally smiling face.

Ling Xiao didn't bother to pay attention to this dandy who looked like a woman, Nangong Yurong didn't take action against him that day, Ling Xiao saw it, so Ling Xiao didn't plan to deal with this son of a low-ranking family.

You walk your sunshine path, I cross my single-plank bridge. At dawn tomorrow, everyone will say bye.

Ling Xiao was just about to fall asleep, when the waiter in the shop, Xiao Dingzi, suddenly shouted outside the door: "Guest, your supper."

Ling Xiao originally planned to go to sleep directly, but this hotel actually has a free supper, why not eat for nothing!

After opening the door, Ling Xiao took the steaming bowl of noodles and put it on the table in the guest room. He sat down, picked up the chopsticks and was about to wipe out the bowl of noodles, when he suddenly smelled an almost imperceptible smell.

"Weak Soul San Jiameng Khan Yao, the owner of this shop is really good enough." Ling Xiao helplessly poured the bowl of noodles out of the window, and then lay down on the table and fell asleep.

After a while, the waiter tiptoed in and found that Ling Xiao was already asleep, with a sinister smile on his face.

He took out a rope and tied Ling Xiao up, then pushed Ling Xiao to the ground, turned around and closed the door to leave.

Ling Xiao opened his eyes and laughed a few times. This boss is really professional enough, even the rope is specially tied to the soul master's soul-binding rope.

The same three bowls of noodles were placed on the table in Nangong Yurong's room. After trying them with silver needles, the two girls who were close to her body took another bite. After ten minutes, they found nothing unusual, so Nangong Yurong put the noodles eat it.

"Master, rest." After the two maids helped Nangong Yurong make the bed, their bodies suddenly softened and they fell down.

"Not good!" Nangong Yurong's pretty face changed wildly, and she immediately took a Baihua pill that can detoxify a hundred poisons, and used her soul power to expel the poison.

But he found that no matter how he tried to expel the poison, the weird poison could not be expelled from his body. Only then did he realize that it was not a poison, but a sweat medicine!

Menghan medicine itself has no poison and does not belong to the category of poison, but its effect on paralysis and dizziness is not weaker than many common poisons.

Nangong Yurong never imagined that she would be successful in such a rural place at this time!

"Haha!" With a smug laugh, the boss and Xiao Dingzi opened the door and walked in. The two stared at Nangong Yurong as if they were prey, especially the way the boss looked at Nangong Yurong, Nangong Yurong knew it out of ten.

"If you dare to touch me, I will let you know what life is better than death." Nangong Yurong said calmly, but the cold sweat on her back was already soaking through her clothes.

The middle-aged boss ignored Nangong Yurong's threats, and said with a chuckle: "I haven't seen such a beautiful man for many years... Tsk tsk, my love is really not shallow, haha! Xiao Dingzi, these two girls You drag it out to play, and remember to kill it when you're done playing."

"Thank you, boss!" Xiao Dingzi's dexterity was fully demonstrated at this time, dragging two women by himself, without any signs of clumsiness, it seemed that he usually did this kind of thing.

Afterwards, Xiao Dingzi closed the door, leaving behind his boss and Nangong Yurong.

"Last time, I don't know how many years ago, I also played with a beautiful man. After the play, I shaved his face and dismembered him. No one would recognize him." With a sinister and ferocious light: "So, you will end up like this later."

Nangong Yurong knew that it would be useless to say anything else. Seeing that the innkeeper's magic hand had started to tear his clothes, Nangong Yurong was anxious: Damn it, when will the power of the sweat medicine be able to dissolve it!