I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

Chapter 610 Two Old Foxes (Riwan·1010)

"Where is the Corpse King? I feel like I haven't seen him for several days."

A week later, in the fourth dimension, at Pawn Shop No. 8, Gorefiend pushed open the black shadow's office and asked doubtfully.

In the office with rows of bookshelves, a dark figure stood in front of the window sill with a paper cutout of the Destiny Black Bird, and said faintly: "Missing, suspected to have died."

Blood Demon's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously said, "Jieyou Inn, Lin Fengjiao!"

Black Shadow: "It's still not certain that he did it."

"Do we still need to confirm this?" Gorefiend frowned and said decisively: "In Xiangjiang, our biggest enemy is this one!"

Black Shadow: "But without evidence, it's hard for me to handle..."

"Shadow!"

The Blood Demon only felt an evil fire surging in his heart. He couldn't suppress it no matter how hard he tried. He simply broke the jar and shouted, "Do you have any bottom line? They have all killed the Corpse King. What are you still struggling with?" Bullshit evidence?”

"Calm down." The shadow said in a deep voice, "You know, I have my own difficulties..."

The Blood Demon sneered and said, "You don't care if the Corpse King dies. You only care about your own difficulties. What if I die?"

Black Shadow: "Lin Fengjiao can't kill you."

"Lin Fengjiao can't kill me, but if he can't kill me, then no one in Maoshan can kill me?" The Blood Demon roared, "If I keep waiting like this, won't I just sit back and wait for death?"

Sombra: "I won't let this happen again."

"I do not know either!"

The Blood Demon said firmly: "Heiying, if you want me to understand you, then you should also understand me. If your lips are dead and your teeth are cold, don't tell me that you don't understand the truth of the rabbit's death and the fox's sorrow."

Black Shadow: "What do you mean?"

"Start the war!"

The Blood Demon said: "At worst, after killing their master and apprentice, I will accompany you to fight in all directions."

Black Shadow: "..."

Seeing that he remained silent, the Blood Demon pressed further: "You can refuse, but after you refuse, don't stop me from leaving.

I can tell you responsibly that if your attitude towards Jieyou Station, or to be precise, Qin Yao, does not change, then you will never have someone who will follow you wholeheartedly.

Because this is no longer about eating from the bowl and looking at what's in the pot, but to get him, you can sacrifice anyone, and no one in the world is willing to be sacrificed in vain by you. "

The black shadow sighed slightly and said: "Then let's start the war! How do you want to fight this battle?"

Blood Demon: "Immediately attack Jieyou Station, and ask God Queen Qin Yao to hand it over to you, Lin Fengjiao to me, and the rest to Han Nuo and the others.

It would be best if we could deal with them all at once. If not, then just turn from light to darkness, sharpen our minions in the dark, and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback. "

The shadow was stunned: "So urgent?"

This approach is not only urgent, it is as urgent as a spark.

From the time the Blood Demon knew about the corpse king's death to now, it had only been half an hour at most.

"It's possible to catch them by surprise." Gorefiend said firmly.

In fact, he was more afraid that the shadow would change his mind again, and he was eager to make the all-out war a fact.

The black shadow was silent for a moment, and nodded slightly under the increasingly determined and tough gaze of the Blood Demon.

Only then did the Blood Demon put his heart back in his stomach, turned around and said, "Then let's fight!!"

In the blink of an eye.

The black shadow brought Blood Demon, Han Nuo, Tianci, Ah Jing and others to the inn. He raised his arm and the sky above the inn suddenly twisted. A red fireball, second only to the size of a house, flew out from it, roaring. Then hit the inn.

In the two bedrooms on the second floor of the inn, Qin Yao and Uncle Jiu opened their eyes at the same time.

"Edict!"

Uncle Jiu straightened up from the bed, made sword skills with his hands, and drew talismans with both hands. In an instant, a yellow talisman like a banner appeared in the room out of thin air, passed through the roof, and was draped on the small building.

"boom."

The crimson fireball slammed into the middle of the yellow talisman, and the endless red fire burned into the talisman, reflecting the entire talisman in blood red, so that the entire small building was shrouded in blood light.

"Please come up, Patriarch!"

In the bedroom, Qin Yao stood up, holding his right elbow with his left hand, holding a sword spell with his right hand, half-bowing his waist, and thumping his right foot on the floor.

"Uh-huh."

In an instant, a dazzling golden beam of light fell from the sky, passed through the yellow talisman, penetrated the thick roof, and sank directly into Qin Yao's body.

"boom!"

Just like the container couldn't contain so much divine power, the uncontained divine power turned into a majestic and domineering golden dragon, swimming slowly around Qin Yao with an astonishing momentum.

"greedy……"

Qin Yao's eyes turned golden at some point, stepping on the void, he came step by step to the head of the golden dragon, looking down at the black shadow from above.

"I deeply hate others calling me greedy." The black shadow raised his hand and waved, and a huge black power condensed into an awl in mid-air and stabbed the golden dragon above his head: "I hate it even more when someone stood above me and spoke to me. .”

"What can I call you if I don't call you greedy? Do you still expect me to call you Lord of Darkness?"

The ancestor possessing Qin Yao sneered. As his mind turned, the golden dragon stretched out its three claws and grabbed the black awl with a bang.

The black shadow controlled the awl to spin at high speed, trying to penetrate the dragon's claw. However, the divine flames were rising above the dragon's claws, and the awl was squeezed tighter and tighter, and large swaths of black energy turned into nothingness...

On the other side, the Blood Demon stretched out his hand to summon a fountain of blood, which continued to expand under his feet. Soon it covered half of the street's starlight, hanging in the sky like a sea of ​​clouds.

"Lin Fengjiao, do you dare to come up and fight?"

The blood demon stepped on the blood fountain and waved.

Uncle Jiu drew out the mahogany sword behind him, stretched out his hand and stroked the sword. Golden flames suddenly flowed from the sword, and then turned into a streak of fire and went straight to the blood spring above his head.

"Zizzizi...zizizi..."

The fire penetrated the blood spring, and wherever the flame burned, the blood turned into black smoke. The shining golden peach wood sword quickly penetrated the thick blood and went straight to the blood demon's head.

At this time, Tianci, Han Nuo, and Ah Jing flew up side by side and quickly rushed towards the small inn building.

In a small building, in a private room facing the street, Bai Rourou held a long sword in her hand and stood behind the seven junior sisters, looking nervously at the three figures rushing over.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Just when Bai Rourou was tense to the extreme and could not help but take action, the three figures suddenly flew back at a faster speed, with blue arcs flashing from time to time on their bodies.

Xiaoxia's body appeared out of nowhere, slowly rising into the air, turning her head to glance at Bai Rourou, and nodded slightly.

Bai Rourou's heart that she had been holding finally relaxed. She took a deep look at the beautiful figures rising up into the sky and blocking the small building. She turned to the junior sisters and said, "This is the Jieyou Station. It's a high-level, powerful place." The strong ones will always be at the forefront.”

The seven junior sisters looked through the window at the battlefield where the fierce fighting was taking place. Deep in their hearts, they suddenly felt a sense of belonging to this two-story building...

From late night to dawn, this stormy battle lasted for three hours.

It wasn't until a flash of fish belly white appeared in the distant sky, and the consuming black shadow dragged the scarred Blood Demon away from the battlefield, that it came to an end...

"No fight, we admit defeat." Looking up at Qin Yao, who seemed to have not changed at all, the black shadow said very simply.

"If you say I'll fight, I'll fight. If you say you don't, I won't fight?" The ancestor in Qin Yao's body sneered.

Black Shadow: "If I want to leave, you can't keep me."

The ancestor pointed at the blood demon and said calmly: "If I can't keep you, can't I keep him?"

The black shadow glanced at the Blood Demon, who immediately lowered his head.

He was the one who proposed the war, and it could even be said that he forced Sombra to do it. Unexpectedly, after the war, he became a drag.

"ten years."

The black shadow retracted his gaze and turned to look at Maoshan Ancestor: "I can give them ten years of stability. Today, ten years later, I will come to him again to resolve this cause and effect."

Maoshan Patriarch shook his head and said, "Not enough."

"Then what do you want?" Black Shadow asked in a deep voice.

If the other party's demands were too much, he would abandon the Blood Demon without hesitation, escape alone, and then use all his heart to deal with Jieyou Station, completely wearing down the other party mentally.

This is a problem that cannot be solved even by asking for magic. It is an extreme approach that breaks through the bottom line. If it does not work well, it will suffer serious backlash.

Therefore, before going to war with Qin Yao in a real sense, he never planned to use such devious tactics. But now that we have broken things off, what rules should we abide by and what bottom line should we talk about?

"Don't worry, it's not too much."

The ancestor of Maoshan said: "Since you mentioned a decade, then I will make a fuss about these ten years.

Ten years later, you come here to have a fair fight with Qin Yao. If you win, my favor of sparing the blood demon today will be wiped out.

But if you lose, you not only need to apologize to Qin Yao, but you will also not be able to attack him or cause trouble for him for any reason in the future. "

The black shadow immediately froze.

For beings like them who have almost eternal life, let alone ten years, even a hundred years is just a blink of an eye.

A mere master-level monk could gain the strength to surpass him in just ten years?

Are you kidding me? !

"I have a question. Does the fair fight you call include using Maoshan's Divine Invitation Technique?" After a long time, he asked seriously.

"Of course not included." Maoshan Patriarch said: "With this spell, how can there be any fairness?"

"Okay, then I agree." Heiying said decisively: "If he can defeat me by relying on his own strength, let alone apologize, even if he makes me kowtow and admit my mistake."

Obviously, he doesn't believe that an earth master can surpass himself in ten years...

This matter is like a fantasy.

"Shan. Since you asked for it, let's make this decision. If you lose, you will kowtow and admit your mistake, and disappear from his life from now on." This Maoshan ancestor seemed to have the intention of just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously. , said decisively.

Black Shadow: "..."

This guy doesn't really think that an earth master who has been practicing for ten years has the strength to fight against him, right?

Is your brain flooded with water, or is it a swelling?

For a moment, he even felt humiliated by this, thinking that the other party was belittling himself.

"I will not lose, let alone an Earth Master." Heiying said coldly: "Otherwise, would my training over the years have gone into a dog's belly?"

Maoshan Patriarch: "Who knows? Who knows what you usually practice?"

Black Shadow: "..."

He suspected that the other party was scolding him in a roundabout way, and the scolding was very vulgar!

"Blood Demon, let's go."

Looking at Qin Yao coldly, the black shadow waved his sleeves and disappeared with the blood demon in an instant.

"Are the ancestors planning to teach Qin Yao how to practice in person?" Uncle Jiu asked curiously after the two demons left.

"I am not in this world, how can I personally teach him how to practice?" Maoshan Patriarch shook his head.

"Then you think he is extremely talented and want to teach him some skills?" Uncle Jiu asked again.

"I'm kidding, I still want someone to give me initiation. How can I give it to others?" Patriarch Maoshan objected again.

Uncle Jiu was dumbfounded and said nonchalantly: "If you don't teach the magic method or teach the power, how can you be sure that Qin Yao will surpass the Lord of Darkness in ten years?"

Maoshan Patriarch: "Who are you?"

"This junior is his master."

"You are his master, don't you know why?" Maoshan Patriarch asked.

Uncle Jiu looked confused.

He really didn't know why.

Maoshan Patriarch shook his head helplessly and asked, "Let me ask you, how many years has he practiced Taoism with you?"

Uncle Jiu counted with his fingers and said, "It's been about ten years."

"He can spend ten years cultivating from a low-level human master to a fifth-level earth master. How do you know he won't reach the ghost-immortal realm in the next ten years?"

Uncle Jiu: "..."

The higher the level of cultivation is, the more difficult it becomes. Ancestor, can the promotion of low-level to mid-level, and the promotion of intermediate-level to high-level be the same concept?

"Idiot, what are you trying to do?"

Seeing Uncle Jiu still looking puzzled, Maoshan Patriarch sighed: "Have you ever thought about it, even if we lose, what have we lost?"

Uncle Jiu was stunned for a moment, and then his expression suddenly turned strange.

The so-called care leads to chaos. Previously, he had been thinking about the huge gap between Qin Yao and Heiying, but he forgot to think about the content of the bet.

This content seems to mean that if they lose, it doesn't matter. If the black shadow loses, he will kowtow and apologize, and retreat in the future?

"This is the situation, but you can't tell him this when he wakes up." Maoshan ancestor said.

Uncle Jiu: "How to say it specifically, please tell me, ancestor."

Maoshan Patriarch: "Change the consequences of his loss yourself. The heavier the better, the more terrifying the better. You have to put some pressure on young people so that they can learn to grow. Otherwise, how can you achieve results without pressure and motivation?"

After hearing this, Uncle Jiu was convinced.

Half an hour later.

When the sun rises, its path shines brightly.

In the inn, in the bedroom, Qin Yao's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. The feeling of weakness that penetrated his soul suddenly surged into his heart like a tide, causing his vision to suddenly go dark, and he almost fainted again.

After resting for a while, he finally regained some energy, tried hard to control his weak feet, slowly got out of bed, and walked out of the bedroom.

"You're awake, are you okay?" At this time, Uncle Jiu walked out from next door and asked with concern on his face.

"I'm okay."

Qin Yao pursed his lips and then asked: "How was the battle last night? Did we win or lose?"

"Of course I won, but..." Uncle Jiu hesitated.

"But what?" Qin Yao's heart tightened slightly.

"But the ancestor you invited made a ten-year agreement with Heiying on your behalf." Uncle Jiu said.

"What the hell is a ten-year agreement?"

Uncle Jiu: "Ten years later, the dark shadow will come back here to challenge you. If you defeat him, he will kneel down and beg you for mercy, and promise to avoid you in the future."

Seeing that he suddenly stopped here, Qin Yao couldn't help but said: "What if we lose?"

Uncle Jiu: "If you lose, you will not only lose the bet, but also the ancestor's face. Considering that you are an outstanding disciple of Maoshan, you will not kill him even if he loses his face." You, but there will definitely still be a small punishment."

"Small punishment?" Qin Yao was confused when he heard this.

Uncle Jiu nodded: "I heard that his old man knows a spell called the Pure Heart Curse."

"What is that?" Qin Yao asked curiously.

Uncle Jiu pursed his lips and stretched out his right arm flatly towards him. The index finger of his right hand was extended and the other four fingers were bent.

Qin Yao still didn't understand, until the index finger suddenly bent down without any warning...