The Three Worlds

"Thank you, young master!"

Master Qian understood Su Chen's attitude and was very excited.

"Young master, I lost the bet. I will be a slave for twelve years, starting from now!"

What?

Twelve years of slavery!

Hearing this, Shen Yuan's heart was filled with a roar, and he looked at this scene in disbelief.

The members of the Shen family were also breathing rapidly and their faces were shocked.

Only Shen Lan, who had already known all this, had a calm face.

However, when her eyes fell on Su Chen, they were still full of brilliance.

"Okay, sit down. I don't have so many rules. Just listen to me!"

Su Chen ignored the surprised eyes of the crowd and said in a calm voice.

His rules are like this--

You respect me one foot, and I respect you one foot!

If you go against my will, I will make you disappear into ashes!

Su Chen spared Qian Feitian, naturally hoping that Master Qian could do his best to serve him.

Although the fourth-grade alchemist is not worth mentioning, it can bring him many conveniences.

Now, Beiyang City is full of undercurrents.

Many things still need to be investigated by Su Chen.

With the help of Master Qian, there should be some progress on the matter of the blood demon.

Next, Shen Yuan and others returned to the dinner table.

However, it was no longer the same as before.

With Master Qian by their side, everyone was more restrained.

Half an hour later, everyone dispersed.

Shen Yuan left with a heart full of doubts.

Su Chen also returned to his room.

"No, I... why do I have a bad feeling? Is someone plotting against me?"

Su Chen was just about to practice, but his mind was a little uneasy.

It seemed that something was going to happen to the people around him!

"I have to check it out!"

Su Chen's mind was scattered, and he turned around in the Shen Mansion, but he didn't find anything unusual.

He still believed in his intuition.

"Not here, could it be..."

A thought suddenly flashed through Su Chen's mind.

Almost without hesitation, he stepped straight to the east of Beiyang City.

At this moment.

In the East City of Beiyang, inside a huge mansion.

Blood flowed like a river!

Black smoke billowed!

The fire was still burning!

The plaque on the gate of the mansion was broken into two halves.

Indistinctly, one could see that one of the characters was "Yan".

This was the mansion of Yan Quezi.

But now, the entire mansion was bloodbathed, and there were almost no survivors.

Broken limbs and arms were scattered in all directions.

Even in the corners, there were hot heads, with eyes wide open, showing an unprecedented expression of fear.

In the dark night, several figures were flashing.

"The Lord has ordered to kill Yan Quezi and capture Yu Wuguang!"

A cold and low voice came out.

In the void, a tall man walked out, wearing a mask on his face, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but his momentum was extremely terrifying.

As his voice came out, eighteen black shadows suddenly rushed out of the void and rushed straight to the back mountain of the Yan family.

In the jungle behind the Yan family mountain.

Yu Wuguang was covered in blood, panting and leaning against an ancient tree.

"Brother Yan, go! Go! Their target is me!"

Yu Wuguang's face was full of bitterness, and he said helplessly.

Now, he was stabbed six times, although he didn't hit the vitals, but the blood kept flowing, his breath was extremely weak, and he had no strength to escape.

"No... Let's go together!"

Yan Quezi shook his head and said.

"You are stupid, their target is me, they just want to use me to threaten Su Chen, so my life will not be in danger, but you are different, if you stay, you will definitely die!"

Yu Wuguang persuaded in a low voice.

"Brother Yu, what are you talking about? Although I, Yan Quezi, am snobbish and like to take advantage of small things, once someone is recognized by me, he is my brother of life and death!"

Yan Quezi's eyes flashed with a firm look, and said.

"No! You must escape! As long as you find Su Chen, I will be saved!"

Yu Wuguang's eyes flashed with a gleam of light.

If there is anyone who can help them deal with this group of brutal guys, it is only Su Chen.

"He... can he really do it?"

Yan Quezi showed disbelief in his eyes.

"No matter what, you hurry up and leave..."

Yu Wuguang was only halfway through his words when he was interrupted by a cold voice.

"Today, none of you can leave!"

In the void, a tall man covered in a black robe came out.

Following closely, there were 18 men in black, each with a gloomy aura, giving people a piercing feeling.

"What on earth are you Zhang family going to do?"

Yan Quezi showed a look of anger on his face and said fiercely.

"Nothing, it's just that you got too close to that little beast, so you must die!"

The black-robed man showed a cold murderous intent in his eyes and said.

"You are too domineering!"

Yan Quezi said angrily with blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph... You two stinky bugs can't escape, so stay here and die!"

The black-robed man showed a hint of arrogance on his face, and with his steps, he raised endless momentum and crushed all directions.

Boom!

At this moment, eighteen black shadows rushed out of the void, with murderous intent, staring at Yan Quezi and Yu Wuguang, ready to launch a thunderous force at any time.

"You... wishful thinking!"

Yu Wuguang coughed dryly, spat out a large mouthful of blood, and said coldly.

"You want to get news about Su Chen from me? Absolutely impossible!"

"Humph... When you enter my Zhang family dungeon and try the 108 tortures, you won't be so tough!"

The black-robed man flashed a trace of disdain on his face and sneered.

"You..."

Yan Quezi trembled all over when he heard the words. He had heard about the 108 tortures of the Zhang family.

According to legend, these 108 tortures are comparable to the soul refining in hell, enough to torture a Yinxuan strongman to madness, which is extremely terrifying.

"Su Chen, this little beast, dares to offend my Zhang family, he will definitely die!"

The black-robed man snorted with a cold light in his eyes.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, do it!"

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, black shadows rushed out from all directions.

These people were murderous and fast, like a magic wind, rushing close.

At this time, Yu Wuguang was covered in wounds, and the spiritual energy in his body was almost exhausted. He had no strength to resist.

On the contrary, Yan Quezi reacted very quickly and rushed out in an instant.

"Humph... A man, a real man, must stand tall and upright, so what does death matter? I, Yan Quezi, will never abandon my friends and run away!"

Yan Quezi roared, with a look of determination on his face, and waved his hand and punched out.

Boom!

In all directions, the spiritual energy rolled down, condensing into golden mountains, suppressing and falling.

Da! Da! Da!

The demonic winds blowing in the face suddenly shook, and were immediately blocked by these golden mountains.

"Interesting! However, you are not good enough to face me!"

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