Dragon Emperor, Martial God

"What's up with those policemen outside?"

Ling Yun kept doing chest expansion exercises, moving his muscles and bones as much as possible, walked towards the backyard of the villa, and asked casually.

Of course he noticed the policemen standing guard at the gate of the villa.

Wang Feihu followed closely, and replied with a smile: "The attack on the villa that night shocked the entire senior management of Qingshui City. These police officers were sent by them to protect us. Since you were seriously injured and unconscious, you have never left until now."

Ling Yun just smiled when he heard this, and said in his heart that it seems that Uncle Tang was really furious this time.

The two soon came to the backyard. Ling Yun swept his eyes and found that the entire backyard was completely changed.

A large number of trees in the yard were chopped off countless times by sword qi and knives because of the fierce fighting that night, and then suffered thunderstorms, and the bare trunks were scorched black.

The lawn in the entire backyard was almost completely destroyed, and the green grass withered and died. There were droughts, some were blown up by fire talismans, and some were struck to death by lightning. But there is no green grass cover anymore, and it is extremely bare and ugly.

Looking at the ruined courtyard, Ling Yun's face was very gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "What the hell, I've hit my house, I'm sorry if I don't kill you all."

Wang Feihu felt terrified in his heart, and said with a smile: "They really deserve to die. They just hang out in the society outside, and they know how to obey the rules. They know that their wives and children are worse than their wives. A villa, that's really crossed the line."

Ling Yun hummed, and came to the place where the three spiritual grasses were planted, stopped and observed the three spiritual grasses carefully.

The Tianyang Grass, the Earth Yin Grass, and the Ambergris Grass are all exactly as Bai Xianer said, not only are they safe and sound, but they all grow strong and luxuriant. The growth is very gratifying.

Especially Tianyang Grass and Earth Yin Grass, according to Ling Yun's observation, they will almost mature in half a month.

"Exactly, before leaving Qingshui City, whether the body can recover or not depends on you."

Ling Yun observed the growth of Yin Yang grass. After estimating when the two herbs would mature, he made up his mind. Just waiting for the two spiritual grasses to mature, they immediately began to refine the Yin-Yang Pill.

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Ling Yun only felt that there was a blur in front of his eyes, and there were two tall figures beside him.

"Wow, I bought cakes, honorable boss, you can be regarded as awake, thank you Satan Demon God"

The two blood races rushed out of the small warehouse in the backyard of the villa. Before he could stand still, Jester immediately screamed and roared strangely.

"Count Paul, greet your honorable master"

Compared with Jester, Paul is much quieter and more stable. He was a perfect gentleman, but no matter how calm he was, he couldn't hide the excitement on his face.

"I can wake up, I have a fart relationship with your satan demon god Jester, can you please lower your voice, they are still sleeping, your voice wakes everyone up"

Ling Yun glared at Jester first, then looked at Paul, changed his expression, and said with a smile: "Count Paul said so, that night, both of you broke through to Earl."

"Yes boss, we are both earls now. And I broke through first, my good partner Mr. Paul, a little slower than me"

Jester was glared at by Ling Yun, and his voice suddenly dropped a lot, but he still couldn't restrain his excitement, and praised himself there happily.

Ling Yun heard it a little funny, and frowned slightly: "Jester, are you so shameless? You fought with me in Xianrenling for several days, and gained so many benefits. It's only a little while earlier than Paul's breakthrough. what to brag about"

Jester felt a little embarrassed by Ling Yun's furious criticism, but was speechless, so he raised his hand and scratched his head.

Paul smiled and helped him out: "Boss, Jester's current strength is indeed stronger than mine. He just got a little too excited to see you awake."

Ling Yun nodded, hummed, and then asked again: "You two, can you use the magic of the blood clan now?"

Paul and Jester were silent for a moment. They looked at each other, shrugged at the same time, spread their hands and said, "Boss, unfortunately, we still don't know how to do it yet."

Ling Yun sighed in his heart, it seems that if the blood clan can use magic, they must reach the Marquis level.

"Don't worry, take your time. When you get to the capital, you see Edward, and learn the magic of blood clan from him."

These are the two blood clan masters created by himself. Ling Yun has high expectations for their future.

As for the promotion of these two blood races, Ling Yun has already made plans. He will know the Xuanhuang scriptures. It is only a matter of time before the level is raised.

Up to now, Ling Yun already has one marquis and four earls under his command.

Paul and Jester nodded excitedly, only to hear Ling Yun smile again and say: "Also, I didn't hit you two, but I heard that as a blood race, an earl can't be self-proclaimed. At least an earl is needed. Only the Grand Duke can confer on us."

This rule was learned by Ling Yun from Pierce and Joyce. Paul didn't mind after hearing this, but just smiled awkwardly, but Jester didn't care.

"Wow, master, I admit that what you said is true, but you must know that the two servants standing in front of you are the future masters of the blood clan."

The more Jester talked, the more proud he was, shaking his head and saying, "We are the lords of the blood clan, so why do we need a grand duke to give us titles?"

Ling Yun was speechless, glanced at Jester, snorted, and said, "You have to shudder."

After finishing speaking, he raised his chin towards the small warehouse, and asked lightly, "Who's in there?"

When Ling Yun asked something serious, Paul didn't dare to neglect, he immediately whispered, "Report to the boss, now there are those two sticks in the small warehouse, as well as the two brothers of the Chen family, and the black three."

The corner of Ling Yun's mouth twitched, revealing a cruel smile full of evil spirits, and asked: "They are all alive"

Jester chuckled and said, "Yes, boss, they are all still alive, but their lives are not good, life is worse than death."

"Oh"

Ling Yun raised his eyebrows slightly.

Paul spread his hands helplessly and said with a smile, "It has nothing to do with me."

Jester was full of evil, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes, and explained to Ling Yun: "Actually, it has nothing to do with me. It is your good brother, Mr. Tang Meng, who is giving orders. I am only responsible for helping."

Ling Yun was in a coma for nine days and nine nights. As long as he didn't wake up for a day, no matter how late or busy Tang Meng was, he would definitely come to Villa No. 1. He didn't do anything else, just to ravage the five cripples and vent his anger.

Hearing that it was Tang Meng, Ling Yun understood it instantly. He could even imagine a horrific scene of a ruthless Tang Meng and a Jester who claimed to be a demon, torturing those five people together.

"How did this kid become so bad?"

Ling Yun frowned and muttered, but his heart was overwhelmed.

"Go, go and see our guests."

Ling Yun raised his feet and took the lead towards the small warehouse in the backyard of the villa.

"Well"

Before entering the door, Ling Yun covered his nose without hesitation, what does this smell like?

The strong smell of blood, the fetid smell of festering wounds, mixed with the smell after incontinence, the smell of killing people and disgusting people is simply indescribable

Ling Yun doesn't have any skills right now, and in a waking state, naturally he can't switch from external breathing to innate internal breathing. He couldn't stand the unpleasant stench at all, so he resolutely didn't enter the house.

He held his breath hard, only took a quick glance at the door, then turned his head and walked away

One glance is enough.

The five guests in the small warehouse, the current appearance is simply horrible, Lieyang Daoist and Sikong Wuji, the two of them are riddled with holes and rotten, and I don’t know how long it has been since they have eaten, they are skinny and skinny lie there.

As for Chen Jiangui, two of his thighs were cut off by Ling Yun, and he was attacked by Xuanhuangxian's aura. His rank dropped directly from Earl to Baron. Looking at his shriveled mouth lying there, it is estimated that all his teeth have been pulled out.

Chen Sen was also attacked by Xuanhuangxian's aura. He didn't know what kind of pain he had experienced, but he almost lost the characteristics of the blood race.

In contrast, Chen Sen's thug Black Three became the best one.

"Damn him, I'm disgusted to death, Tang Meng, you are awesome"

At this time, Ling Yun didn't care about his weakness, and trotted all the way out of the range of the small warehouse at the fastest speed he could reach.

After rushing a certain distance, Ling Yun released his hand covering his nose, pointed to the roof of the villa, and said to Wang Feihu: "Old Wang, send me up." To be continued.