I of Douluo dawdle in Tangmen

Chapter 136 Evil Phoenix

The dark purple soul power attack swallowed the old man.

A large pit quietly appeared in the woods.

The two evil soul masters in the grimace mask and the pure black mask quickly followed up and grabbed the dying old man from the pit.

"Ghostface, try to see if you can control this body. I deliberately only used 50% of my strength." A figure in a black robe walked out of the woods.

The man in black robe slowly walked up to the two ghost-faced masks, reached out and took off the hood on his head, revealing a face full of enchantment. There was thick eye makeup on the face, and there were dark red lines at the corners of the eyes.

Extending to the temples, the dark purple pupils contained a bit of strange light.

"Greetings to the deputy leader!" The ghost face mask and the pure black mask immediately left the old man behind and bowed at ninety degrees.

The woman looked in the direction of Xingluo City and said with a sweet smile, "Xingluo, my evil phoenix is ​​back again!"

The purple flames in his eyes flashed away, and Xie Fengtou asked without looking back, "Is this old thing worth using? If not, we'll deal with it."

Upon hearing this, Ghost Face Mask immediately released his martial spirit, and a white ghost appeared behind Ghost Face Mask. The ghost's face had no facial features, only a scarlet vertical eye.

Scarlet vertical eyes looked back and forth at the unconscious old man.

"Go ahead and make him move." Ghostface Mask whispered.

The ghost's skinny hands, like dry wood, suddenly inserted into his abdomen and tore it open, revealing the scene inside.

Black hands stretched out from the ghost's abdomen and wrapped around the old man's body.

The comatose old man began to twitch and foam at the mouth.

For a quarter of an hour, the old man patted the dust on his body, cleaned up the foam around his mouth, bowed ninety degrees to Xie Feng, and said respectfully, "I have seen the deputy leader with a grimace."

The pure black mask said, "Hurry up and heal your injuries. Don't let those old guys see any flaws. This is the base camp of those old guys."

"Don't worry, it's about the Holy Son of our religion. I came here specifically to ask the Supreme Leader to give me the Zhuhun Liao. When the time comes, I just need to bring the Holy Son out, and I will do the rest myself."

Feng stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, a trace of anticipation flashing in her eyes.

When the old man flew in at the city gate, he was followed not far behind by two men and a woman.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man was carrying a pale man on his back. The leading woman was wearing a black skirt and light makeup on her face.

The soldiers guarding the city gate carefully checked the relevant documents of the three people, and after confirming that there were no problems, they allowed the three people to enter Xingluo City.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the early morning, the three of them walked into a villa-like house and changed back to their original clothes.

Xie Feng sat in the hall, burning purple flames in his hands, waiting quietly.

In less than a quarter of an hour, ten shadows appeared in the yard of the house.

The leader was Feng Shiyi, whom Ye Nanxiao let go before.

They are one of the killer teams specially trained by Xie Feng.

In order to facilitate the handling of some affairs in the sect, Xie Feng, who possessed an evil martial spirit, trained many killers with normal martial spirits. In view of the shortcomings of human nature, Xie Feng specially selected girls with beautiful faces to train them.

The ten killers headed by Feng Shiyi are the killer organization that has been lurking in Xingluo for a long time.

But Xie Feng did not expect that ten of Feng Eleven's men would be defeated by Ye Nanxiao's few moves.

Feng Shiyi walked quickly into the hall with his head bowed and bent over, walked to Xie Feng and knelt down on one knee.

Xie Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a long whip composed of purple flames appeared in his hand.

Seeing this flaming whip, the pure black mask spontaneously disappeared in place.

Xie Feng waved his hand gently, and the flaming whip struck Feng Shiyi hard on the back.

Severe pain hit her, and Feng Shiyi gritted her teeth to prevent herself from crying out in pain.

The long whip danced wildly, like a fire snake, tearing the clothes on Feng Shiyi's back, leaving terrifying whip marks on the wheat-colored skin.

A trace of blood trailed down the corner of Feng Shiyi's mouth, her nails had already pierced into her flesh, and her back was gradually dripping with blood.

Everyone in the courtyard lowered their heads, gritted their teeth, and listened to the sound of the long whip falling on Feng Shiyi.

"Xiao Shiyi, next time, don't let me down." Xie Feng stood up from his seat, waved his hand and hit Feng Shiyi hard on the left side of his face with a whip.

The attack on the face caused the blood Feng Shiyi had been holding in his mouth to spurt out, staining the ground red.

"Ten people failed to surround and suppress one person, and they almost got caught. You behaved so poorly, how could you save your parents? Little Eleven?" Xie Feng walked up to Feng Eleven, squatted down and stretched out his hand to pinch Feng.

Eleven's chin.

"If it hadn't been for the fact that you didn't have a task at hand and asked you to go out, I wouldn't have known that you had wasted so many resources in the sect." Xie Feng said in a cold voice.

Feng Shiyi lowered his eyes, not daring to meet Xie Feng's eyes.

My heart is like a knife, if I fail my mission, I will be trapped in the church, and my parents' souls will continue to be tortured by the soul fire.

But Feng Shiyi only hated Xie Feng in her heart, not Ye Nanxiao who caused her mission to fail.

Xie Feng let go of his hand, stood up, and walked behind Feng Shiyi. He seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help covering his mouth with a smile. "That's right. After all, you are meeting the Holy Son. He can easily take care of you with one person. The Holy Son

It’s really exciting to see how much more is hidden.”

Xie Feng walked around Feng Eleven, dispersed the flaming whip in his hand, and said with a smile, "Xiao Eleven, you are facing the Holy Son this time. I hope this is your first and last failure.

If you fail again, there are many disciples in the sect who like your sisters very much."

"Yes." Feng Shiyi closed her eyes. She was afraid that the flames of revenge in her eyes would be seen by Xie Feng, so she bowed her body and slowly exited the hall.

Feng Shiyi took the rest of her sisters back to their safe base. She could no longer bear the severe pain in her back and fell to the ground.

"Sister Eleven!"

When she woke up again, Feng Shiyi had a thick bandage on her back.

A cute-looking girl was sleeping next to Feng Shiyi's bed, with sunlight shining through the blinds on the girl's face.

Feng Shiyi looked at the old roof. He did not consider his injuries, but thought of a person, a scoundrel whom Xie Feng called the Holy Son.

"Why, he will be the Holy Son."

Thinking of Ye Nanxiao, Feng Shiyi felt that her buttocks were slightly hot, and an inexplicable hot feeling appeared in her body.

I twisted my body uncomfortably, and felt bursts of pain in my back.

"Hiss!" Feng Shiyi couldn't help but take a breath of cold air due to the severe pain.

And this slight movement woke up the person guarding the bed.

"Sister Eleven!" The girl held Feng Eleven's hand with a look of concern on her face.

"I'm fine, Xiao Twelve." Feng Shi's eyes were full of tenderness, looking at his sister.

Feng Twelve put his face against Feng Eleven's hand, his eyes filled with mist, and said, "It's good that Sister Eleven is fine."

After comforting her sister for a few words, when Feng Twelve walked out of the room to get the medicine, Feng Eleven couldn't help but rub a part of her body, and a blush appeared on her face.

Soon it was replaced by pity.

"Why, you will be the Holy Son." Feng Shiyi raised his left hand and put it on his eyes, sighing.

On the other side, the Ghostface duo, who had returned to the previous singing hall and planned to eliminate all traces, saw Ye Nanxiao who had already walked to the door outside the window.

Ye Nanxiao looked at the singing hall in front of him, took out a bag of gold soul coins from his arms and handed it to the middle-aged woman guarding the door, and asked, "Which room did Wang Teng go to recently?"

When the middle-aged woman saw a bag of gold soul coins, she smiled so much that the white powder on her face shook off, and she quickly stuffed it into her clothes.

"Master Wang Teng's room, right? This guest is Master Wang Teng's friend?" The middle-aged woman looked at Ye Nanxiao with greed in her eyes, wiped the saliva from her mouth, and was about to reach out and hug Ye Nanxiao's arm.

"Master Wang Teng introduced me. He is said to be very relaxed." Ye Nanxiao walked quickly into the singing hall, not giving the middle-aged woman a chance to pounce on him.

According to what the head of the Wang family had already woken up, Wang Teng sometimes spent several nights in a row in the singing hall.

Seeing the middle-aged woman walking over with Ye Nanxiao.

Ghostface Mask said to the Pure Black Mask, "Take my body and go first. I'll let the old guy scare the Holy Son."

After saying that, Ghostface Mask's body suddenly lost support and fell on the chair.

The old man standing with his head lowered suddenly raised his head, twisted his neck a few times, opened the door and walked out.

The body with the grimace mask on the back of the pure black mask stepped onto the window sill and jumped away.

Ye Nanxiao followed the middle-aged woman up the stairs and saw the old man pushing the door open from a distance.

"You have nothing to do here." Ye Nanxiao dismissed the middle-aged woman and looked at the old man.

The old man controlled by the ghost face mask walked up to Ye Nanxiao with a natural expression.

"This matter has been dealt with, and I will report it to Your Highness." The old man said with his hands behind his back and his eyes narrowed.

Ye Nanxiao nodded and asked, "Do you have any clues about the forces behind this group of people? The people who dare to attack me here should have quite a lot of background."

"I will handle this matter myself, little friend Ye doesn't need to worry about it." The old man left after saying that, without giving Ye Nanxiao a chance to ask questions again.

The old man's attitude made Ye Nanxiao feel uncomfortable.

Ye Nanxiao frowned slightly, looking at the old man leaving, feeling strange in his heart.

"Why didn't this guy say anything? Is this guy hiding something?"

Turning to look at the door of the private room reserved by Wang Teng, Ye Nanxiao wondered whether he should check it himself.

After thinking for a while, Ye Nanxiao decided to put the matter aside for the time being. He remembered that he had said for a long time that this old man had participated in factional fights in the royal family before, only obeyed the emperor's orders, and was very stubborn.

He obeyed orders because the emperor was Xu Jiawei, but he was proud of himself for having made some achievements during the reign of the late emperor.

Ye Nanxiao shook his head, feeling a little regretful that he did not hunt down Feng Shiyi himself.

"I hope it has been dealt with. After all, it is one of Xingluo's offerings. It is the peak of Soul Douluo. There should be no trouble in Xingluo City. But why do I feel uneasy in my heart." Ye Nanxiao covered his heart.

"There are many powerful combat forces in the imperial city, and some of them are quite strong. They are only a little weaker than that old man who loves to eat chicken legs. Why don't we stay in the city and wait until the uneasiness in your heart disappears before we leave?"

Snow Emperor's voice sounded in his mind.

Ever since he learned about his bloodline's passive skills, Ye Nanxiao has always believed in his intuition.

"That's all we have for now." Ye Nanxiao walked out of the singing hall and walked towards Juxing Hall.

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