Reading to Become a God

"Sect Master Yang, my condolences!"

Luo Hua was as talkative as ever, but her expression at the moment also seemed a little helpless.

Liu Shui frowned and said, "But since our opponent has the strength to break into our place, but he only went to the young sect leader's house, could he have some conspiracy?"

Yang Xiong sat on the stage without saying a word. The guard captain beside him looked a little embarrassed, and then slowly said: "There are no key items missing from the young sect master's house. It's just that a disciple saw the young sect master holding it two days ago. A black box was not found in the house."

"Black box?"

Yang Xiong nodded, stood up slowly, and said in a calm voice: "I believe you all know that not long ago, we intercepted a batch of goods from the Tiandi Merchant Alliance, and Kang'er did this. The black box is also among the goods."

Liu Shui looked a little surprised and said, "Could it be that people from the Heaven and Earth Merchant Alliance did what happened last night?"

Yang Xiong was noncommittal and said slowly: "After thinking about it, only the people from the Tiandi Merchant Alliance have the strength to kill people quietly, and they are indeed the most suspected, but I don't think so. I don’t understand, since they have such strength, why don’t they directly attack our Blood Demon Sect?”

"That's true. Regardless of whether it's emotional or rational, the Tiandi Merchant Alliance should take the initiative to save their face."

"Forget it." Yang Xiong sighed and said helplessly: "Now we have reached a critical moment. The most important thing is that we have to capture Shangyuan City first. I will think about other things later."

Ye Chen in the audience nodded slightly, but he couldn't help but snorted in his heart. After using the soul-searching technique on Yang Kang, Ye Chen also knew more things.

It has to be said that although Yang Kang is only the young sect leader of the Blood Demon Sect, he is the person Yang Xiong has been cultivating and teaching towards the next sect leader, so he knows much more than the young sect leader Li Yan. too much.

Although he didn't know everything about the Demon Lord, Ye Chen had a preliminary understanding, and he also knew why the Blood Demon Sect robbed the goods of the Heaven and Earth Merchant Alliance in the first place.

Now it seems that Yang Xiong cares about Yang Kang very much, but since he can still say that the Demon Lord's affairs are the most important at this moment, it is enough to show the importance of the Demon Lord in their hearts.

After everyone discussed it, they returned to their rooms again, but a few sneaky figures appeared a little further outside Ye Chen's room.

"Fourth brother, how come Li Yan can become the young master of Juejian Manor at such a young age?"

"Huh, doesn't that mean you have a good father?"

The man known as the fourth man said with some disdain. The work he usually did was quite easy, but he didn't expect to be suddenly transferred here to monitor the young master of Juejian Village. He felt somewhat unbalanced. .

The same is probably true for the man next to him who asked the question. According to his opinion, he should be guarding the 'blood slaves' in the prison at the moment. He usually does this for fun, watching those people without any resistance. The greatest pleasure in this boring Blood Demon Sect is for the powerful 'blood slaves' to beg for mercy, cry, howl, and then die slowly.

"Do you think we should just kill this young sect leader? In this case, will our mission be considered completed?"

"Are you crazy?" Lao Si smiled and said, "Although he looks thin, he has such a background. He eats pills and practices top-level skills on weekdays, and he is almost at the same level as the two of us. , you still want to kill him?"

"Aren't we two against one?"

"Then he just needs to delay it. If the sect leader knows about this, do you think we are still alive?" Lao Si said with a smile.

When the man thought of the sect master, he couldn't help but shudder. Thinking of how he usually sucked the blood from those blood slaves with a nonchalant expression, looking at ordinary people like animals, he felt an instinct in his heart. fear.

"Let's work hard. If something goes wrong, the next place in the blood slave prison is prepared for us."

The man quickly shook his head and said tremblingly: "I don't want to be a blood slave!"

While the two were talking, a cold voice suddenly came from behind them.

"What are you afraid of? You have no chance to make mistakes anyway." Ye Chen sneered.

"What?" The two men's eyes widened instantly. The sudden sound caught them off guard, but when they were about to turn around, they felt a bone-chilling cold in just a moment.

The man known as the fourth man suddenly understood in his heart how ignorant he was. How could this person be similar to himself? Even if dozens more of him came, they might not be able to hurt him at all.

The next moment, their eyes could no longer be closed.

Behind the lobby, in the spacious cell, those skinny people were hiding in the corner, fearing that anyone who came would see them.

There was only a little boy standing at the door, extending his hands out of the wooden door and waving aimlessly, with a faint smile on his young face.

This is probably the nature of a child. Even in such a desperate place, he can always find something to make him happy.

A guard came over slowly, smelling of alcohol. He was already a little drunk in the afternoon, but these people felt accustomed to it. Most of the guards working here were like this.

"Little beast, you stretched your hand so long, are you trying to escape?" The guard frowned and slowly pulled out a long knife from his back.

Seeing this scene, the woman next to the little boy panicked. She was too tired, probably because of lack of blood. She was distracted for a while and didn't notice the guard coming over. She had to pull the little boy back and protect him behind her.

"Oh, a mere blood slave dares to resist?" The guard suddenly became interested. Maybe he was bored here, so he pulled out the key from his waist and prepared to open the wooden door.

The woman could only shake her head in panic, mumbling with her mouth open, but she was desperate and couldn't say anything.

"Hmph, let me teach you a lesson!" The guard finally opened the wooden door and strode in, with the knife on his waist already pulled out.

At this moment, a cool breeze blew by, and the guard came to his senses, looking at his chest in disbelief. He didn't know when the knife at his waist was inserted here, but the feeling of pain reminded him.