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

Not long after.

After arranging for six servants to follow Yang Feiyun to Yang's house to deliver the goods, Yu Dahai suddenly suppressed his smile and said in a deep voice: "Yu Hui, arrange for people to keep an eye on this guy. I don't want to receive news that he took away the treasure and left."

"Yes, sir." The butler standing behind him bowed and said.

on the street.

Yang Feiyun led six domestic servants as they walked, his ears twitching slightly and a mocking smile on his face.

Although he had no eyes in the back of his head, his ears were very sensitive, so sensitive that he could clearly hear everything said by those following him.

Human beings simply cannot do things beyond their own knowledge.

Yu Dahai was very cautious, fearing that he would run away, but he never thought that he was not afraid of his power at all and was taking advantage of him from the beginning.

Collecting six spiritual objects to change Yu Dahai's life is purely a lie. The real owner of these six spiritual objects is himself, and it is himself who needs to change his life.

He has the ability to change his destiny, but he takes risks to change the lives of others...

Isn't this mentally ill?

Yang Feiyun was not mentally ill, so he cleverly brought the six spiritual creatures into his home.

In the blink of an eye, six servants of the Yu family placed the six boxes on the Yang family's desk, said goodbye and left.

Yang Feiyun stood inside the threshold, watching them go away, then closed the wooden door and slightly curved his mouth.

This feeling of toying with the rich and powerful squire greatly satisfied his sick vanity.

"Sir, what are these boxes?" the young woman came from the bed to the desk and asked curiously.

Yang Feiyun turned around and looked at the other party's enchanting body. His eyes were deep for a moment, and he opened the boxes one by one with a smile: "This is the life-changing sacred object we dream of."

The young woman's eyes lit up and she said in surprise: "Ah! With these six boxes and the magic knife, how can the seven holy objects be integrated so easily?"

Yang Yunfei shook his head: "The magic sword has been sealed for too long, and it still needs blood and resentment to be tempered again, so it is not possible to change the fate against the will of heaven."

The young woman suppressed her smile and frowned: "Qin and Mao are still in the town. If we kill people now, they will definitely attract their attention..."

Yang Yunfei took out the magic knife from under the bed, pulled out the blade, and the dazzling green light hit his face, gloomy and cold: "As long as I am fast enough, I can get everything done tonight, so what if they find out tomorrow? At that time, I will be the son of destiny, you will be the daughter of destiny, and they will be a group of supporting characters. Have you ever heard of the supporting characters killing the protagonist?"

The young woman's heart felt hot, and she subconsciously hugged the other person's body: "Master~"

Yang Feiyun reached out and patted her butt, laughing and scolding: "Now is not the time for you to be arrogant. Keep an eye on these six spiritual creatures for me and wait for me to come back."

He was not at all at ease with those guys who were following him. He firmly believed that as long as he cast some spells, even if he passed in front of them openly, these idiots wouldn't be able to notice him.

However, each mountain is higher than the other. After all, he cannot do anything beyond his own knowledge, so it is impossible to think that someone has seen through him from the beginning, and even arranged ghosts and gods to monitor his every move.

So the moment he went out, a shadow hidden in the void quickly broke through the air and went straight to the hotel...

That night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Yang Feiyun was wearing a black night clothes and his face was covered with a black cloth. He kicked open the wooden door of a house and slashed at a woman with a knife amid a burst of screams.

At the critical moment, a red figure suddenly appeared from the void, standing in front of the woman, holding the magic knife blade with one hand.

"What kind of evildoer dares to ruin my important affairs?" Yang Feiyun was furious, opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

Hong Sha opened his other hand towards him, and an illusory palm flew out from his hand, grabbing the opponent's neck violently.

Yang Feiyun circulated the magic power in his body, drew his knife and retreated, smashing the palms that rushed towards him. Then he held the knife in both hands, kicked on the ground with his toes, and rushed into the house with a fierce wind.

"Uh-huh."

At this time, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from the ground and grabbed his ankles. Unexpectedly, Yang Feiyun leaned forward and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Bang, bang, bang."

The hand grabbed his ankle and pulled him out of the room.

Yang Feiyun's upper body suddenly straightened up, and the long knife in his hand slashed at the ghost hand in a very strange posture.

"Whoosh..."

The ghost hand suddenly retracted into the ground, and then there was sadness and joy, and a sinister wind blew up. As soon as he stood up, a figure appeared in front of him and behind him.

One red, one white, red and white are in opposition, and the two evils bring disaster.

"You are looking for death!" Yang Feiyun's eyes turned cold, his body turned into an afterimage, and he rushed towards Hong Sha first, slashing out Pilian one after another with the long knife in his hand.

The red and white demons spun at high speed, working together to surround and suppress the opponent. The wind howled, sand and rocks flew, but they were unable to do anything to the opponent for a while.

Just in time, under the moonlight, on the eaves.

Qin Yao was wearing a white suit, holding a cyan sheathed sword in his hand, looking down at the battlefield below with an expressionless face.

"Master, I invite you to fight."

"Mr. Qin, I invite you to fight."

Behind him, three beautiful women with long hair shawl stood side by side. At this moment, watching the red and white demons gradually falling into the disadvantage, two of them said in unison.

Qin Yao glanced at these two charming faces and chuckled: "Let's go, Xiaoxia, just to test what you have gained these days."

A smile appeared on Xiao Xia's pale and jade-like face. With a sway of her body, the copper coffin carried on her back flew out of the air. It grew bigger and bigger in the air and hit the battlefield like flying rocks.

"Sister Hong, Sister Bai, escape quickly."

The Red Demon and the White Demon were startled by the copper coffin dropped from the sky. They followed Xiaoxia's order almost instinctively, turned into two streams of light, one red and one white, and quickly escaped into the earth.

Yang Feiyun didn't know how to escape from the earth, and it was too late for Feitian at this time, so he held the knife with both hands and used all his strength to slash out a slash of sword energy at the flying copper coffin.

"boom."

The sword energy hit the top of the copper coffin and dissipated without even leaving a white mark. At the critical moment, Yang Feiyun suddenly stabbed the copper coffin with the magic knife, but he and the knife were smashed into the ground.

Xiaoxia flew down and put her hand on the copper coffin. The seemingly heavy copper coffin was sucked up by her hand like a lamp grass. Looking down, she saw that Yang Feiyun's entire lower body was shot into the ground, his mouth and nose There were bloodstains in between.

"ah!!!"

Yang Feiyun roared angrily, and the ground beneath him exploded instantly, his feet flew into the air, and he flew into the sky.

Xiaoxia waved her hand casually, and the huge copper coffin was like a slap, sweeping across the void, hitting the opponent with a bang, and slapped him down.

When she walked out of the Black Lake, she was able to fight Qin Yao.

Xiao Wenjun, Athena, and the Red and White Demons are no match for her when fighting alone.

Now that she has refined the secret treasure copper coffin, what is more powerful than her own level is her combat power. It is not a problem at all to abuse Yang Yunfei who is holding a magic knife.

Just looking at this scene, Qin Yao felt a little uninterested...

He had high hopes for Yang Feiyun; it was a pity that this guy wanted to die before he had grown up, so much so that even one of his little devils could kill him.

Still have to reincarnate.

Being invincible is also a kind of loneliness!