Full level ruthless person

"Well, City God Zhuo Gongkui is a corrupt official."

Fang Zhixing listened quietly.

Fan Qiulai continued: "At that time, Yan Jingfeng was not alone, he also had a beautiful wife.

Somehow, Zhuo Gongkui met his wife and asked him to dedicate her to the Lord Bailing, otherwise he would fail the examination. "

"How could Yan Jingfeng endure it? In a fit of anger, he simply gave up joining the Five Elements Sect and even exposed Zhuo Gongkui's massive corruption to the court."

"This completely offended Zhuo Gongkui. He listed Yan Jingfeng as a wanted criminal and sent experts to hunt him down, forcing him to flee."

"Alas, on the way to escape, his wife was brutally murdered."

After hearing this, Fang Zhixing was speechless for a while. He and Yan Jingfeng were just business partners and had no personal grudges.

He didn't want to get involved in Yan Jingfeng's personal feud.

So he sent a message: "If the people do not fight with the officials, please let Yan Jingfeng leave Daizhou as soon as possible."

Fan Qiu replied: "Yan Jingfeng is hiding. I can't contact him now, but don't worry, as long as I see him, I will definitely persuade him to leave quickly."

Fang Zhixing thought for a while and responded: "He may have seen that the situation was not good and had already escaped."

"Well, it's possible."

Fan Qiulai thought about it too.

The two quickly cut off the call.

Later, Fang Zhixing went to Yibao Pavilion.

These days, Fat Mudan is running the store alone, busy with extra work, but able to withstand the pressure.

Fang Zhixing glanced at the accounts and found that his income was pretty good, and he promised to give Fat Mudan a salary increase.

Fat Peony was naturally overjoyed.

After taking care of Yibao Pavilion, Zhixing rarely has any leisure time, so he plans to take a good rest for a few days.

…

…

Bang!

The sword flashed across the sky.

Several figures were flying through the air, and in front of them, there was a person who was running away frantically, fighting while running.

The roaring sound is endless!

After a long time, the man was hit by a cold light, staggered and fell down.

There was a muffled thud and the man fell into a big river.

The waves are rough and the waves are heaving.

"Quickly, don't let Yan Jingfeng escape!"

The pursuers galloped along the river, their swords piercing the water, causing violent waves.

Hard work pays off!

finally!

After a flying sword struck, the river turned blood red.

"it's here!"

One person reminded everyone loudly.

The next moment, wow~

Yan Jingfeng broke out of the water, his shoulder was pierced by a long sword, and he was bleeding profusely.

Whoosh whoosh!

Figures came from all directions and surrounded him.

Yan Jingfeng was breathing heavily, his face was pale, and his eyes were filled with hysterical anger.

"Yan Jingfeng, you really know how to escape!"

One person had a gloomy sneer on his face and said in a cold voice: "If the city god hadn't issued an order to capture you alive, we would have killed you long ago."

Yan Jingfeng said: "If you want to kill, just kill. Why is there so much nonsense?"

"court death!"

Someone behind him suddenly took action, threw out a brick-shaped magic weapon, and hit Yan Jingfeng on the back of the head.

With a bang, Yan Jingfeng's eyes turned black and he fell down.

Someone grabbed his hair, lifted him up, and flew into the air.

Everyone followed suit and followed closely, flying all the way to Yandang City.

Soon, they arrived at the Chenghuang Temple, lowered their voices one by one, and entered the temple silently.

At this time, the Chenghuang Temple was magnificent and prosperous.

Countless pilgrims and believers came, knelt down in front of the statue of the City God and prayed devoutly.

The statue of the City God is an image of a middle-aged man with a long beard, wearing gorgeous official robes, and looks majestic.

The statue of the City God is vivid and lifelike, just like a real person.

The statue of the god stands proudly, continuously absorbing everyone's luck, purifying and concentrating it, and strengthening itself.

Mortals naturally don't know that this statue of the City God is actually the Dharmakaya of Zhuo Gongkui.

Zhuo Gongkui is in the realm of the Yang God. His Yang God can come and go freely, but his Dharma Body remains in the temple, harvesting the people's luck every day and enjoying endless enjoyment.

This is one of the benefits of being a city god.

To be honest, except for the leaders of some big sects, it is the City God who can absorb the most luck, which can be said to be a fat man.

At this moment, the backyard of the City God Temple.

Zhuo Gongkui's Yang Shen was sitting at the dining table, enjoying his lunch.

There was a baby on the dining table, disemboweled and dripping with blood.

Zhuo Gongkui took the chopsticks, picked up a still beating heart, and put it into his mouth briskly.

Suddenly, a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Lord City God!"

A voice came from outside and said: "Thanks to your great blessing, Yan Jingfeng has been caught."

Zhuo Gongkui's eyes suddenly opened, he put down his chopsticks, picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and sneered: "Bring it in."

There was a squeaking sound!

The door was pushed open.

A group of experts stood in front of the door.

Yan Jingfeng was thrown to the ground like a dead dog.

He was dizzy and felt uncomfortable all over. He used all his strength to open his eyes.

one look!

A familiar face, a face that could not be forgotten even after it turned to ashes, appeared in front of me.

"Zhuo Gongkui, you thief!"

Yan Jingfeng gritted his teeth with overwhelming hatred.

Zhuo Gongkui smiled leisurely and said coldly: "Yan Jingfeng, I have been looking for you for many years. You never expected that you would finally fall into my hands."

Yan Jingfeng glared at each other angrily, with an unyielding look on his face, and gritted his teeth and said: "Don't be complacent, I have been collecting evidence of your crimes over the years, and all your evil deeds have been recorded by me, and they will be made public sooner or later.

At that time, the law of heaven will be clear and retribution will be unsatisfactory. Everyone will see through your true identity, and no common people will come to your ruined temple to offer incense. "

Hearing this, Zhuo Gongkui looked disdainfully and said in a cold voice: "How dare you threaten me when you are about to die?"

He chuckled twice, "No matter how much evidence you collect, it's meaningless. Do you know why?"

"First, I have the Five Elements Sect protecting me. Suzaku Peak is my biggest supporter. No one can touch me!"

"Secondly, I will immediately know where you hide the evidence you collected and destroy it."

After hearing this, Yan Jingfeng couldn't help but shudder.

There is a miraculous skill in Taoist sect, which can be used by Yang Shen masters basically: Soul Searching!

Masters of Yang Shen can read the memories of others and explore their deepest secrets.

Moreover, this soul-searching technique is more than a hundred times more powerful than trance, hypnosis and other Yin methods!

Yan Jingfeng felt chills all over his body and wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

But the next moment, Zhuo Gongkui raised his big hand and pressed it on Yan Jingfeng's forehead.

"you……"

Yan Jingfeng felt a bang in his head, rolled up the whites of his eyes, blinked rapidly, and foamed at the mouth.

Zhuo Gongkui tilted his head and read Yan Jingfeng's memory carefully.

I saw him running away in embarrassment.

He saw the tragic scene of his wife being killed.

Zhuo Gongkui couldn't help but smile with a smile that was so satisfying.

Then he saw Yan Jingfeng living in Danzhou, nesting on a flower boat, comforting the pain of his dead wife with a geisha.

Later, I saw Yan Jingfeng meeting Fan Qiulai, Zhang Changji...

"Huh?"

Zhuo Gongkui frowned, and his expression became exciting.

"Good guy!"

"The three of you opened Daqing Yibao Pavilion together. An Baopu's real name is Zhang Changji. He is from Danzhou."

This is undoubtedly a major discovery!

An Baopu came out of nowhere and attracted attention from all parties.

As a city god, Zhuo Gongkui naturally paid close attention to An Baopu and wanted to know the details of this person.

"Hahaha, you can't find anything even if you wear iron shoes, but it takes no effort at all to get there!"

Zhuo Gongkui couldn't help being happy. He took back his hand, took out a "Thousand-mile Transmission Note", muttered something in his mouth, and then threw it away.

The Thousand Miles Transmission Note shone brightly, like an arrow leaving the string, turning into a rainbow of light and flying into the distance.

…

…

The Bailing Cult Master raised his hand and grabbed the Thousand Miles Transmission Note.

"Master, my disciple caught Yan Jingfeng and searched his soul to find out that An Baopu..."

The Bailing Cult Master's eyes lit up, and after listening carefully, he couldn't help but grin.

"Come from Danzhou..."

Bailing Cult Leader was interested, but unfortunately, he didn't have much power in Danzhou and couldn't dig deeper in time.

However, we learned from Yan Jingfeng's memory that An Baopu was also a casual cultivator in Danzhou, and his true identity was well hidden.

After thinking for a moment, Master Bailing left Suzaku Peak and quickly arrived at the Star Reaching Tower.

He met Princess Chiming and explained the situation in detail.

After hearing this, Zheng Changxiu smiled excitedly and said, "So, there is a heavenly being beside An Baopu, named Fan Qiulai."

Leader Bailing responded: "What do you think?"

Zheng Changxiu smiled and said: "My thoughts and your thoughts should be the same."

Bailing Cult Leader continued: "Use Yan Jingfeng to lure An Baopu and Fan Qiu out."

Zheng Changxiu nodded and said: "Let's clean up An Baopu, find a few heavenly friends, and eat that Fan Qiulai, killing two birds with one stone."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

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…

Night falls, Yandang City!

The Chenghuang Temple has been closed, and everything is quiet.

Zhuo Gongkui and a group of his men knelt in the courtyard and bowed their heads deeply.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky silently.

"Meet the Master!"

"See the leader!"

Everyone kowtowed respectfully, not daring to breathe.

Bailing Cult Master looked around with his hands behind his hands and said with a smile: "Everyone, get up."

Zhuo Gongkui stood up first and said with a flattering smile: "Master, please have tea in your room."

"No."

Bailing Cult Master waved his hand and asked: "Where is Yan Jingfeng?"

Zhuo Gongkui immediately made a move.

After a while, two people brought a cage.

Yan Jingfeng was trapped in a cage, with chains piercing his bones.

The cage opens.

Yan Jingfeng was pushed out and pressed in front of the Bailing Cult Leader.

"Do you recognize me?" Bailing Cult Master asked jokingly.

Yan Jingfeng was so angry that he had never actually seen the Bailing Cult Master, only his statue. His color suddenly changed drastically, and he said horrifiedly: "You, you are..."

Bailing Cult Master put his hands behind his hands and said, "I'll give you a chance to survive. Can you tell An Baopu and Fan Qiulai to go to a certain place?"

Yan Jingfeng's heart skipped a beat, he couldn't help but laugh miserably, and gritted his teeth and said, "Although I, Yan Jingfeng, am incompetent, I will never betray my friends. Stop your wishful thinking here!"

Bailing Cult Leader smiled scornfully and sneered: "I was just joking, do you take it seriously? You are a member of the Taoist sect after all, but are you so ignorant of Taoism?"

After saying that, he raised his hand and put it on Yan Jingfeng's head and grabbed it.

In an instant, Yan Jingfeng shriveled up, his flesh and blood withered.

At the same time, Yan Jingfeng's Yin Shen was forcibly stripped of his body.

"Ahhhh~"

Yan Jingfeng let out a shrill scream. The pain was beyond imagination and indescribable.

Zhuo Gongkui saw this and couldn't help laughing.

After a while, the Bailing Cult Leader forcibly pulled out Yan Jingfeng's Yin Shen, and his body withered into a pile of bones.

Immediately afterwards, the Bailing Cult Master turned over his hand and took out a black flag.

As soon as this flag appeared, it was so powerful that it made people horrified.

Zhuo Gongkui and others froze, as if facing a powerful enemy, terrified and extremely frightened, as if encountering a natural enemy, they were so frightened that they wanted to run away.

"Hundred Souls Banner!"

This is a magical weapon that was personally refined by the Master of Bailing. It is famous and notorious.

I saw that Yan Jingfeng's ghost was wrapped in a roll of the Hundred Soul Flag.

Yan Jingfeng's spirit felt like he was falling into the abyss of hell, and his screams were endless.

Time passes little by little...

Suddenly, the Hundred Souls Cult Leader opened the Hundred Souls Banner with a flick of his hand.

A line of black smoke shot out from the Hundred Soul Flag, fell to the ground, and transformed into a human form.

It was clearly Yan Jingfeng's evil spirit.

However, Yan Jingfeng at this time was like a walking corpse, with a numb expression and dull eyes.

Yan Jingfeng knelt down, kneeling to the Bailing Cult Master as if worshiping him, and shouted: "The soul slave has met the master."

Leader Bailing smiled with satisfaction and ordered: "Find a way to invite An Baopu and Fan Qiu to come and let them go to Kusong Ridge in the north of the outer city."

"yes!"

Yan Jingfeng obeyed his orders.

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…

Its daybreak.

Fang Zhixing slept until he woke up naturally.

Although he no longer felt tired, a good night's sleep was always refreshing.

As soon as the person woke up, Fan Qiulai's voice came from the ring.

"Brother Fang, I found Yan Jingfeng."

Fan Qiulai said quickly: "He is in Kusong Ridge, twenty miles north of the city, and wants to see us."

Fang Zhixing said in surprise: "What is more important than him escaping for his life?"

Fan Qiulai sighed: "He didn't say anything, he just left me a message. He said he discovered a major secret and asked us to rush there as soon as possible."

Fang Zhixing fell into deep thought, thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Twenty miles north of the city, it's not far anyway, so let's go there."

"Yeah, that's what I thought too."

Fan Qiulai felt that twenty miles north of the city was still within the limits of Chiming City.

The capital is an important place, and usually nothing can happen.

After the two discussed it, they cut off the call.

Then Zhixing called the dog, made some preparations, and quietly ran to the north.

Kusong Ridge is relatively desolate and has complex terrain.

One person and one dog sneaked in a low profile and arrived at Dry Pine Ridge in no time.

Looking around, the mountains and plains are covered with bare pine trees, the rivers are dry, and the ground is filled with dust.

Fang Zhixing didn't see Yan Jingfeng, so he immediately contacted Fan Qiulai.

After a while, Fan Qiulai arrived and the two parties met together.

After a while, on the top of a mountain, a figure suddenly moved, beckoning: "Brother Fan, Brother An, come here quickly."

Listening to the voice, it's Yan Jingfeng.

Judging from the figure, it’s no problem.

Fang Zhixing and Fan Qiulai ran over quickly without doubting that he was there.

Two people and one dog took three steps and two steps at a time, and arrived at the top of the mountain.

Yan Jingfeng turned around slowly, a sinister smile appeared on his face...