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"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

The door opened and a middle-aged man appeared. He looked like the housekeeper.

"Hehe... I'm looking for Wu Laoer."

Zhang Yang said very impolitely.

The man's face turned cold when he heard it, "We don't have such a person here."

Since Wu Laoer became the deputy city lord, he changed his name. Now no one in the whole Tungji City dares to call him Wu Laoer in public.

He asked the book teacher to give him a new name, Wu Yong, the courage of Yong!

"Okay, then I'll look for Deputy City Lord Wu, and you can say that an old friend is visiting." Zhang Yang said in a deep voice.

The housekeeper was unsure about the relationship between the man in front of him and his master. He pondered for a moment and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go in and report."

After that, he turned around and went back to the mansion.

After a while, he hurried out and bowed, saying, "My master wants to see you."

Zhang Yang nodded and followed the housekeeper in.

"Master, the distinguished guest has arrived."

Wu Laoer drank tea without looking up, "Which old friend is it?"

"Wu Laoer, how are you?"

Zhang Yang looked at Wu Laoer with a fake smile.

Now Wu Laoer obviously has the air of an official, wearing silk and satin, which is completely different from the previous time he met him.

When Wu Laoer heard this, he frowned. No one dared to call him that for a long time.

Looking up at Zhang Yang, he frowned slightly, and then a trace of shock flashed across his face.

"You haven't... ahem, my dear nephew, it turns out to be you. You have grown taller in a year."

Wu Laoer stood up, and his face changed continuously in just a few seconds.

Zhang Yang looked at him with a smile, and sat directly on the chair next to him.

"Are you trying to say... why aren't you dead yet?"

"Nephew, what are you talking about! Bring me some tea, bring me some tea... haha."

Wu Laoer hurriedly greeted, "Nephew, you are here, I will definitely treat you well."

Zhang Yang sneered, "Don't pretend, I am now a direct disciple of Qingyang Temple, you don't think I don't know that you sold me to Qingyang Temple?"

Wu Laoer was stunned when he heard the voice, "Direct disciple? How is it possible..."

He would never believe that Zhang Yang had become a direct disciple of Qingyang Temple. How could the blood food he had sent become a direct disciple, unless...

"Nephew... are you also a Shan..." Wu Laoer was very cautious and didn't finish.

He was a blood food provider for Shanchang Temple. Unless he became a member of Shanchang Temple, he would never have survived.

"You... are indeed related to Shanchang Temple."

Zhang Yang pointed at Wu Laoer with his hand.

When Wu Laoer heard the three words Shanchang Temple from Zhang Yang's mouth, he felt relieved.

"One of our own... So it's one of our own. Nephew... I'm sorry, don't worry. Uncle Wu will arrange a blood meal for you, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Wu Laoer said with a smile.

To deal with the people of Shancang Temple, use blood meal. If one meal doesn't work, two meals will work sooner or later.

Zhang Yang didn't respond to him, but pointed at Niu Niu and asked Wu Laoer, "Do you know her?"

Wu Laoer followed the direction Zhang Yang pointed, looked at Niu Niu seriously, and shook his head.

"I've never seen her before. Could it be that this girl and I have a connection?"

Zhang Yang nodded, "Yes, there is. Niu Niu is the blood meal you mentioned for Shancang Temple."

"Bang~"

Wu Laoer's face changed drastically, and he slapped the table with one hand.

"Zhang Yang, don't go too far. I am sorry for you, but I didn't cause you any loss after all. To put it another way, without me, would you be here today?

I know a lot of people in Shancang Temple. Don't think you can do anything to me just by relying on that old sheep!"

Zhang Yang brought the blood food to him. He knew what it meant. He was bullied right in front of his door, so he couldn't help but get angry.

"Oh? Who are you familiar with? The pig in Chiren City? Or the five Taoists and twelve monks in Shancang? Tell me..."

Zhang Yang looked at him with interest.

Wu Laoer's face changed, "You are not from Shancang Temple."

People in Shancang Temple would not be so disrespectful to the five Taoists and twelve monks.

"Haha... Shancang Temple? No, that temple is too small..." Zhang Yang laughed and squinted at Wu Laoer.

"Haha... it's good that it's not, it's good that it's not!"

Wu Laoer laughed, "I want to thank you for bringing me three mouthfuls of blood food as soon as you arrived."

After saying that, he spit out a mouthful of white smoke from his mouth, and the smoke floated towards Zhang Yang and others as if it had intelligence.

"Blood food?" Zhang Yang raised his mouth corners, "It is indeed blood food!"

With a direct hand raise, the white magic bee swarm flew up and flew towards Wu Laoer.

Wu Laoer frowned, and the white smoke in the air floated directly towards the bee swarm.

What shocked him was that the white smoke had no effect at all.

"Hehe... the level of the white magic bee is higher than yours!"

The bee swarm passed directly throughThe smoke attacked Wu Laoer, and countless sharp mouthparts bit his body.

"Ah..."

Wu Laoer screamed and quickly used his awakened ability to turn his body into wood.

But the white devil bee was not so easy to deal with. It gnawed him and made wood chips fly.

Although Wu Laoer had no sense of pain, he was extremely anxious. If he continued like this, he would definitely die.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang had grown to such a level in just one year.

If I had known earlier, I would have killed him directly!

"Zhang Yang, at least I saved you. You can't do this to me..."

Wu Laoer roared.

"Save me? It seems that the one who saved me was Cai Feng from the Extermination Team. What does it have to do with you?"

Zhang Yang looked at him contemptuously.

"You forgot that I have some friendship with your father!"

"Tsk tsk... Yes, I have to repay you for selling me to Qingyang Temple as blood food!"

Zhang Yang hooked his finger, and the white devil bees bit even more happily.

Wu Laoer's wooden body was gradually riddled with holes, and he didn't dare to recover his flesh now.

"Zhang Yang, my cousin is the city lord. If I die... You can't think of leaving the city alive. If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about the two people around you."

Wu Laoer took a different approach and tried to persuade.

"Hmm? That's right..."

Zhang Yang raised his hand, and the white devil bees flew off Wu Laoer.

Seeing Zhang Yang hesitate, Wu Laoer was delighted, "Zhang Yang, we are all awakened, why do we have to fight to the death for blood food?

If you let me go, I will definitely give you satisfactory compensation."

"By the way, what level is your cousin?" Zhang Yang asked suddenly.

Although Wu Laoer was a little confused, he still spoke, "My cousin is now at the fourth level, not far from the fifth level."

"Well... my fiancée is the second disciple in the top five of the Zhuangmen... I wonder if your cousin has the courage to hurt a hair."

Wu Laoer's eyes changed, "Zhuang...Zhuangmen?"

"Or will Shancang Temple stand up for you?" Zhang Yang looked at Wu Laoer with interest.

Wu Laoer's mind was confused. He just provided some blood food for the low-level disciples under Shancang Temple.

He was nothing in Shancang Temple. How could they stand up for him?

"I... I..."

Zhang Yang waved his hand, and the bee swarm attacked again.

Finally, Wu Laoer could not maintain the wooden form and returned to the flesh, but the flesh had become a skeleton at this time, and only the head was intact.

"It feels good to see yourself become blood food with your own eyes, right?" Zhang Yang smiled.

"You... you will not die well!"

Wu Laoer looked at Zhang Yang with resentment.

"You're not the first one to say it, nor the last one to say it. It doesn't matter... you can't see it anyway."

The white bees swarmed over directly, and after a while, not even a bone of Wu Laoer was left.

Kui Zhen wrinkled his nose, "He got it for free. If it were me, I would refine him into a zombie, let him retain his intelligence, and then watch himself being eaten by poisonous insects day by day, begging for death but unable to."

"Uh... then why didn't you say it earlier."

"I forgot."

"......"