The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

The group also entered the Ji family's inn, which was in a better location than the Lei family's, right in the center of the ancient street.

After entering the inn, Lao Dao and Ji Qian said hello and went to the backyard.

He pushed the door open and entered a room in the backyard, where a messy and sinister atmosphere leaked out.

There was a person lying on the bed in the room. He turned his head and saw Lao Dao coming in. He was half-sitting with his body propped up.

"Brother, you're here!" Half-sitting was a middle-aged man, his face pale and even tinged with a layer of black.

There was some concern in the old Taoist's eyes, "How do you feel about your injury?"

His two junior brothers went to look for a thousand-year-old female soul, but they did not expect to encounter a strong opponent and were injured. Not long after they came back, the other one was killed by the evil spirit in his body.

Although the remaining junior brother was not dead, he was seriously injured, so he was arranged to recuperate in this ancient town.

The middle-aged man's eyes were full of resentment, "What else can I do, I can only wait to die."

His injuries were serious, and the person who injured them was very strong, and was also good at using Yin Sha.

The Yin evil in his body has been backlashing badly recently. If he is not treated in time, he will soon follow in the footsteps of his other junior brother.

Then he felt that something was wrong with his attitude, and he sighed, "Brother, I feel unwilling to do so!"

The old Taoist is relatively tolerant towards middle-aged men. He was the one who raised his junior brother when he was a child, and he treats him much the same as his son.

"Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to help you heal your injuries." As long as enough ghosts are found, the injuries on the junior brother's body can be controlled.

The middle-aged man also knew how powerful his senior brother was, and said hopefully: "Senior brother, you must save me!"

"It would be great if I could find the thousand-year-old female soul. As long as I refine her, I can recover most of my injuries." He added.

The old Taoist frowned, "Didn't the thousand-year-old female soul be taken away by the person who injured you? They won't be found for a while, and they might have been refined by the other party."

The middle-aged man said: "No, senior brother, I smell her scent, she must be here."

The boss was surprised, "Really?"

"Well!" The middle-aged man took the old man's hand: "So, senior brother, you must help me!"

The old Taoist reached out and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, if that female soul is really in the ancient town, I will definitely find it for you to absorb and refine."

His junior brother had the ability to smell soul breath since he was a child. He could smell it within a few hundred meters, so he chose to believe it.

"Tell me the general location of the female soul, and I will go look for it."

There was a glint in the middle-aged man's eyes, "Okay, thank you, senior brother!"

He smelled it carefully again. Although the scent of the female soul was very faint, it was really there, so he told the old man the location he sensed.

The old Taoist took out a bottle of elixir and handed it to the man, "This is the elixir I exchanged from a fellow Taoist from the Blood Brake Alliance. It can suppress your injuries. You take it first."

The man was overjoyed, poured out the elixir and drank it. His emotions suddenly felt cool all over his body, "Senior brother, you are still good to me!"

"I will definitely find the person who hurt you. The people who came here to separate the Ji family are all dead, and they have alarmed the ancestor. When the time comes, he will be cut into pieces." The old Taoist said through gritted teeth.

This time, his other junior brother who had been stationed in City C also died, and his disciples were almost dead as well. Back then, the two of them entered the sect to practice together, and they still had some feelings for each other.