Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

The next moment, Song Wen let go of the dagger.

He suddenly realized that he couldn't kill Gou Hang and the other three, at least not in public.

His body will actively swallow other people's essence and blood. Song Wen is not sure whether he can control the process of swallowing other people's essence and blood.

If he kills Gou Hang and three others in the street and his body uncontrollably absorbs their mummified bodies, then he will be unable to defend himself and will definitely be regarded as a demon and burned alive in public, in anger of the common people.

Song Wen stood up and said loudly.

"Master Dog, wait a minute."

Hearing this, Gou Hang turned around and stared at Song Wen.

"Who are you?"

The more he read Song Wen, the more familiar Gou Hang felt, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Song Wen smiled and said, "Master Gou is such a noble person who forgets things. Thanks to you for recommending me to the Tiansha Clan, I can become Master Jiyin's direct disciple. I also want to thank Master Gou for your support."

A flash of realization flashed in Gou Hang's eyes, "You are the person who studies, your name is...Song Wen!"

Song Wendao said, "Master Dog has a good memory."

A look of fear appeared on Gou Hang's face.

In the past, the young people sent to Jiyin all went to see the Lord of Hell.

Song Wen is still the first person who can walk out of the Jiyin Courtyard alive.

At the beginning, he had tricked Song Wen and sold him for ten taels of silver. It could be said that he offended Song Wen to death.

Logically, Song Wen should hate him, but he didn't see any hatred on Song Wen's face, but he saw a deep sense of gratitude.

Gou Hang asked with some vigilance, "Young Master Song asked me to stay here, why are you doing this?"

Song Wen said with a matter-of-fact expression, "Of course I want to thank Master Gou for your recommendation. Master Gou, you are my noble person."

Taking out a piece of silver cake and throwing it on the wooden table, Song Wen said to the stall owner.

"This is the meal money for Master Gou and I. Master Gou is an elite member of the Tiansha Gang. How can we miss this little bit of money from you? It's just that I was in a hurry today and Master Gou forgot to bring the money."

Gou Hang looked at the silver cake on the table and his eyes were a little hot. It was two taels of silver, enough for him to go to Goulan for two days.

He looked at Song Wen again and couldn't see any falsehood in Song Wen. Instead, he looked like he was trying his best to protect his personal image.

Gou Hang couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

Could it be that Song Wen in front of him really has no brains? Didn't you realize that you sold him in the first place?

Just when Gou Hang was wondering, the stall owner was confused when he looked at the silver cake on the table.

He looked at Song Wen and said hesitantly, "Guest, I can't find him."

Song Wendao said, "No need to look for it, the rest will be treated as a reward for you."

The stall owner couldn't believe it. The impression Gou Hang had just given him was so bad that he didn't dare accept the silver cake easily for fear of getting into trouble. But when he saw the money slipping from his hands, he would be reluctant to part with it.

Just when the stall owner was hesitant, Song Wen said again, "Just keep it if I tell you to."

After saying that, Song Wen said to Gou Hang again, "Master Gou, where is your house? I plan to visit you when I have free time."

"No. 25, Tongluo Lane." Gou Hang blurted out.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a little regretful. He always felt that Song Wen's behavior was a little abnormal.

One should not reveal one's true residence easily.

An uneasiness arose in his heart, and Gou Hang decided to stay away from Song Wen first.

"Mr. Song, I have help today, so I will not accompany you. I will treat you to meat and wine some other time."

Song Wendao said, "Then Mr. Dog is busy first."

Gou Hang turned around and left with his two men.

Staring at the backs of the three of them, Song Wen's eyes were sinister and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

No. 25, Tongluo Lane!

Just wait, I will come to you soon

After walking far away, Gou Hang suddenly turned around and looked at the stall, but Song Wen was no longer there.

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, and the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became.

I always felt that Song Wen's behavior was a little too abnormal. How could there be such a stupid person in the world? I really couldn't see that I had betrayed him that day?

Nowadays, Song Wen is already an extremely Yin disciple. If someone wants to harm him, Gou Hang thinks that he has no power to resist.

At this moment, a group of people appeared on the street ahead.

More than a dozen Tiansha Gang elites gathered around an ox cart and walked slowly.

A sturdy green bull was pulling a carriage without a shed. On the wooden board of the carriage was the corpse of a three-meter-long white tiger with eye-catching eyes.

The white tiger's strong body, sharp claws, and sharp fangs all illustrate its majesty in life, attracting many passers-by to stop and watch.

The Tiansha Clan was guarding a young man in his twenties, and they were gushing praises.

"Young leader, it's really remarkable. At such a young age, you can actually hunt such ferocious beasts on your own."

"Tsk, tsk, look at the fangs of this beast. It must be four inches long! Look at its sharp claws and thick tail. It's incredible that the young gang leader can kill it."

"In the future, our Tiansha Gang will definitely become stronger under the leadership of the young gang leader."

Tang Liang felt so proud as he listened to the compliments of the crowd and the astonished looks of the onlookers. Even his calf, which had been torn off a piece of flesh by the white tiger, no longer felt any pain at this time.

His eyes suddenly saw Gou Hang in front of him, he waved to Gou Hang and shouted loudly.

"Gou Hang, come here and see how this young white tiger killed by my young gang leader?"

Gou Hang couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard Tang Liang's greeting.

As the son of the gang leader, Tang Liang was appointed by the gang leader Tang Yinian as the young gang leader of the Tiansha Gang.

Normally, Tang Liang would look down on a little guy like him and treat him with disdain.

Today, he actually took the initiative to greet him.

Gou Hang suddenly had a plan on his mind. He couldn't deal with Song Wen, but Tang Liang could.

Gou Hang took a trot and walked in front of Tang Liang, bowing his head.

"Young Gang Leader, you called me?"

Tang Liang pointed at the eye-catching white tiger, "How about taking a look at this white tiger?"

Gou Hang showed a look of amazement, "Young Gang Leader is so powerful. Only a hero like Young Gang Leader has the courage to face such a ferocious beast alone and kill it."

Tang Liang nodded with satisfaction.

Gou Hang suddenly changed the topic, "It's a pity..."

"What's a pity?" Tang Liang's expression collapsed and he asked displeasedly.

"It's a pity that no matter how powerful those of us who practice martial arts are, we are just ordinary martial artists, and our power is limited after all. How can an immortal like Elder Jiyin cast powerful spells with just a few moves of his hands and feet?"

The pride on Tang Liang's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of resentment.

He has also begged Ji Yin many times, and also asked his father to come forward and let Ji Yin teach him his immortal skills. But Jiyin didn't care about the face of their father and son at all, and refused with the sentence "You two have no destiny."

Without even trying, how could Ji Yin know that their father and son had no destiny.