Rebirth in the Urban World: I Am the Immortal King

It turned out to be an unscrupulous Taoist priest who was obsessed with other people's graves. Ji Wufeng chuckled, rushed behind the fat Taoist priest, and patted his shoulder.

Wandering around the tomb in the middle of the night, I was already panicking. Suddenly someone tapped me on the shoulder. The fat Taoist priest's hair immediately stood up, his body suddenly became stiff, his hands trembled, and the compass fell to the ground.

Ji Wufeng was about to speak when the fat Taoist suddenly fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, turned around, hugged Ji Wufeng's thigh, and cried without moral integrity: "Spare your life, Grandpa Ghost, this is none of my business, it's all That old ghost of my master asked me to come here. No, he instigated me to come here. He said that there are good things in your grave. If you dig them out, you can live in a bungalow, raise foreign dogs, and pick up foreign girls..."

"Fuck me, get out of here!"

Seeing the fat Taoist priest crying more and more fiercely, and finally even the snot was left, mixed with tears, sticky, all smeared on his pants, Ji Wufeng kicked him far away, his fat body was like a ball It seemed like it was rolling around on the ground.

The fat Taoist priest got up from the ground. After seeing Ji Wufeng clearly, he said blankly: "You have a shadow. Are you not dead?"

"You just died, I lived a more exciting life than you!" Ji Wufeng said angrily.

"It's good that you're not dead, it's good that you're not dead!"

The fat Taoist priest wiped the snot and tears from his face, suddenly jumped over, grabbed the collar of Ji Wufeng's clothes, and cursed fiercely: "Fuck you, if you're not dead, why did you come out in the middle of the night to scare the Taoist?" , Damn, you’re looking for some sex, right?”

"Let go!"

"Don't let go!"

"You really don't want to let go?"

"Don't let go!"

boom!

The fat Taoist priest let go, his face turned purple, and he squatted on the ground, gasping for cold air. He pointed at Ji Wufeng with trembling fingers: "You bastard, you dare to kick me, do you know who I am? Believe it or not, I will be here tonight. I dug up your ancestral graves and harmed your family's feng shui?"

"Who are you? Are you still the Taoist Master of Maoshan?" Ji Wufeng said contemptuously.

The fat Taoist priest was stunned for a moment and said, "Do you know that I am a disciple of the Maoshan Sect?"

Ji Wufeng rolled his eyes and said, "Damn it, if you were a disciple of Maoshan, I would be the Jade Emperor."

The fat Taoist priest shouted angrily: "Damn it, Master Taoist is the most handsome and handsome disciple of this generation in Maoshan. Even that dead old ghost said that I have a Taoist fairy wind all over my body. Please explain it clearly to me." , how does Taoist master look like a disciple of Maoshan?"

Ji Wufeng pointed to the cemetery in front of him and said, "Are there any Maoshan disciples who care about other people's graves?"

"Well……"

The fat Taoist priest immediately blushed, hiccupped for a long time, and then said confidently: "Oh, Master Taoist is here to help the Murong family do feng shui. Who said I want to dig up someone's grave?"

Ji Wufeng chuckled, leaned into the fat Taoist priest's ear, and whispered: "Tell me the truth, what kind of treasure is there in this grave? How about we dig it together, dig out two and add to it to make five?"

The fat Taoist priest's eyes lit up, and he quickly frowned, shaking his head and saying: "No, no, the Murong family's ancestral tomb is like a trap. Unless a living door is found, people without great luck can dig it up." Even if you get the treasure, you won’t even have the chance to enjoy it.”

"Then look at me, am I a lucky person?" Ji Wufeng pointed at his nose.

"Just you? Are you still lucky?"

The fat Taoist priest rolled his eyes, glanced at Ji Wufeng, and then froze for a moment. He circled around Ji Wufeng several times, his expression getting weirder the more he looked at him.

"Oh no, what's going on?" The fat Taoist priest suddenly slapped his thigh and yelled.

"How's it going? Am I destined to have great luck?" Ji Wufeng said with a smile.

The fat Taoist priest pointed at Ji Wufeng as if he had seen a ghost and said: "You clearly look like you died young. You will definitely not live to be eighteen, seventeen at most, but why are you still alive and kicking now? No, your fate after seventeen I can’t see it at all, it’s impossible, it’s absolutely impossible!”

Ji Wufeng's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he turned around and left. His heart was filled with huge waves, and it was impossible to calm down at all.

"Hey, don't leave!"

Seeing Ji Wufeng turn around and leave, the fat Taoist priest quickly chased after him, but Ji Wufeng was very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Among the Murong family, a dark shadow like a ghost was walking through. After settling down, Ji Wufeng secretly said: "The Murong family is indeed the first family in Yuzhou."

So far, he has met at least five powerful men above the fifth level of innateness. Together with the great master Murong Zhen, the Murong family can indeed run rampant in Yuzhou.

If Ji Wufeng hadn't improved his cultivation level, he probably wouldn't be able to come and go as freely as he does now.

In a villa, in a bedroom, there is a scene that is enough to make any man with normal physical condition get blood pumping. Two young bodies and a burly and handsome middle-aged man are entangled together...

Suddenly, the three people on the bed felt a cool breeze blowing through them. They didn't see anyone, but the door was opened at some point and was closing strangely on its own.

"who!"

Chu Handong on the bed immediately became alert, his body jumped up, he opened the bedside table and took out a pistol, placed it across his chest, and scanned it vigilantly.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed. The two women on the bed immediately tilted their necks and collapsed on the bed. A figure appeared strangely on the sofa not far from the bed.

Seeing the person appearing out of thin air, Chu Handong quickly pointed the gun in his hand at the person, and a heartfelt fear instantly spread throughout his body.

"Is it you?" Chu Handong's eyes widened.

"I said I wouldn't let you leave Yuzhou alive, and today I'm here to fulfill my promise." Ji Wufeng said with a smile.

"you dare?"

Chu Handong said in a ferocious voice: "I am a member of the Chu family of Huajing. If you dare to touch a hair of my head, I guarantee that you will die without a burial place, and not only will you die, but all the men around you will die. And women will become the most despicable women, and their lives will be worse than death... uh..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Wufeng reached him in a flash, opened his big hands and grabbed his neck, and lifted him off the ground.

"I just wanted to kill you, but you angered me again. You just said that life is worse than death, so I will let you taste what it feels like before you die."

Ji Wufeng's eyes were full of rage. Chu Handong immediately felt as if tens of thousands of bugs suddenly appeared in his body, burrowing crazily in his limbs and internal organs. The pain was so severe that it was inhuman. There was such a brutal howl, and every face was twisted in pain.

At this time, the fat Taoist priest appeared out of nowhere. When he saw the scene in front of him, his face immediately became extremely gloomy, and he said coldly: "Netherworld Ghost Hand?" It turned out to be an unscrupulous Taoist priest who was thinking about other people's graves. Ji Wufeng smiled and said Zi rushed behind the fat Taoist priest and patted him on the shoulder.

Wandering around the tomb in the middle of the night, I was already panicking. Suddenly someone tapped me on the shoulder. The fat Taoist priest's hair immediately stood up, his body suddenly became stiff, his hands trembled, and the compass fell to the ground.

Ji Wufeng was about to speak when the fat Taoist suddenly fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, turned around, hugged Ji Wufeng's thigh, and cried without moral integrity: "Spare your life, Grandpa Ghost, this is none of my business, it's all That old ghost of my master asked me to come here. No, he instigated me to come here. He said that there are good things in your grave. If you dig them out, you can live in a bungalow, raise foreign dogs, and pick up foreign girls..."

"Fuck me, get out of here!"

Seeing the fat Taoist priest crying more and more fiercely, and finally even the snot was left, mixed with tears, sticky, all smeared on his pants, Ji Wufeng kicked him far away, his fat body was like a ball It seemed like it was rolling around on the ground.

The fat Taoist priest got up from the ground. After seeing Ji Wufeng clearly, he said blankly: "You have a shadow. Are you not dead?"

"You just died, I lived a more exciting life than you!" Ji Wufeng said angrily.

"It's good that you're not dead, it's good that you're not dead!"

The fat Taoist priest wiped the snot and tears from his face, suddenly jumped over, grabbed the collar of Ji Wufeng's clothes, and cursed fiercely: "Fuck you, if you're not dead, why did you come out in the middle of the night to scare the Taoist?" , Damn, you’re looking for some sex, right?”

"Let go!"

"Don't let go!"

"You really don't want to let go?"

"Don't let go!"

boom!

The fat Taoist priest let go, his face turned purple, and he squatted on the ground, gasping for cold air. He pointed at Ji Wufeng with trembling fingers: "You bastard, you dare to kick me, do you know who I am? Believe it or not, I will be here tonight. I dug up your ancestral graves and harmed your family's feng shui?"

"Who are you? Are you still the Taoist Master of Maoshan?" Ji Wufeng said contemptuously.

The fat Taoist priest was stunned for a moment and said, "Do you know that I am a disciple of the Maoshan Sect?"

Ji Wufeng rolled his eyes and said, "Damn it, if you were a disciple of Maoshan, I would be the Jade Emperor."

The fat Taoist priest shouted angrily: "Damn it, Master Taoist is the most handsome and handsome disciple of this generation in Maoshan. Even that dead old ghost said that I have a Taoist fairy wind all over my body. Please explain it clearly to me." , how does Taoist master look like a disciple of Maoshan?"

Ji Wufeng pointed to the cemetery in front of him and said, "Are there any Maoshan disciples who care about other people's graves?"

"Well……"

The fat Taoist priest immediately blushed, hiccupped for a long time, and then said confidently: "Oh, Master Taoist is here to help the Murong family do feng shui. Who said I want to dig up someone's grave?"

Ji Wufeng chuckled, leaned into the fat Taoist priest's ear, and whispered: "Tell me the truth, what kind of treasure is there in this grave? How about we dig it together, dig out two and add to it to make five?"

The fat Taoist priest's eyes lit up, and he quickly frowned, shaking his head and saying: "No, no, the Murong family's ancestral tomb is like a trap. Unless a living door is found, people without great luck can dig it up." Even if you get the treasure, you won’t even have the chance to enjoy it.”

"Then look at me, am I a lucky person?" Ji Wufeng pointed at his nose.

"Just you? Are you still lucky?"

The fat Taoist priest rolled his eyes, glanced at Ji Wufeng, and then froze for a moment. He circled around Ji Wufeng several times, his expression getting weirder the more he looked at him.

"Oh no, what's going on?" The fat Taoist priest suddenly slapped his thigh and yelled.

"How's it going? Am I destined to have great luck?" Ji Wufeng said with a smile.

The fat Taoist priest pointed at Ji Wufeng as if he had seen a ghost and said: "You clearly look like you died young. You will definitely not live to be eighteen, seventeen at most, but why are you still alive and kicking now? No, your fate after seventeen I can’t see it at all, it’s impossible, it’s absolutely impossible!”

Ji Wufeng's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he turned around and left. His heart was filled with huge waves, and it was impossible to calm down at all.

"Hey, don't leave!"

Seeing Ji Wufeng turn around and leave, the fat Taoist priest quickly chased after him, but Ji Wufeng was very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Among the Murong family, a dark shadow like a ghost was walking through. After settling down, Ji Wufeng secretly said: "The Murong family is indeed the first family in Yuzhou."

So far, he has met at least five powerful men above the fifth level of innateness. Together with the great master Murong Zhen, the Murong family can indeed run rampant in Yuzhou.

If Ji Wufeng hadn't improved his cultivation level, he probably wouldn't be able to come and go as freely as he does now.

In a villa, in a bedroom, there is a scene that is enough to make any man with normal physical condition get blood pumping. Two young bodies and a burly and handsome middle-aged man are entangled together...

Suddenly, the three people on the bed felt a cool breeze blowing through them. They didn't see anyone, but the door was opened at some point and was closing strangely on its own.

"who!"

Chu Handong on the bed immediately became alert, his body jumped up, he opened the bedside table and took out a pistol, placed it across his chest, and scanned it vigilantly.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed. The two women on the bed immediately tilted their necks and collapsed on the bed. A figure appeared strangely on the sofa not far from the bed.

Seeing the person appearing out of thin air, Chu Handong quickly pointed the gun in his hand at the person, and a heartfelt fear instantly spread throughout his body.

"Is it you?" Chu Handong's eyes widened.

"I said I wouldn't let you leave Yuzhou alive, and today I'm here to fulfill my promise." Ji Wufeng said with a smile.

"you dare?"

Chu Handong said in a ferocious voice: "I am a member of the Chu family of Huajing. If you dare to touch a hair of my head, I guarantee that you will die without a burial place, and not only will you die, but all the men around you will die. And women will become the most despicable women, and their lives will be worse than death... uh..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Wufeng reached him in a flash, opened his big hands and grabbed his neck, and lifted him off the ground.

"I just wanted to kill you, but you angered me again. You just said that life is worse than death, so I will let you taste what it feels like before you die."

Ji Wufeng's eyes were full of rage. Chu Handong immediately felt as if tens of thousands of bugs suddenly appeared in his body, burrowing crazily in his limbs and internal organs. The pain was so severe that it was inhuman. There was such a brutal howl, and every face was twisted in pain.

At this time, the fat Taoist priest appeared out of nowhere. Seeing the scene in front of him, his face immediately became extremely gloomy, and he said coldly: "Netherworld Ghost Hand?"