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C2287

Although the Nether Thirteen Fiends were renowned, in reality, they were just some idle martial artists from the southern part of the world.

Of course, these thirteen fellows were no less than moths in the Jiangnan generation.

They were professional killers. They killed for others and also did things that couldn't be done in public. There were quite a number of wealthy merchants in Jiangnan who had been poisoned by them.

It was a pity that the cultivation levels of these thirteen fellows were nothing. On average, they were all oxen, and only one of them was in the Dragon Elephant Realm.

For a fighter squad like this, Ye Qian didn't even bother to look at them.

However, Ye Qian didn't look at them. Instead, they stared at Ye Qian and the other two, especially at Nangong Miaomiao and Ye Qingxuan. These thirteen devil-like guys were almost unable to move.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect, really didn't expect that we would actually encounter such a stunning beauty tonight."

"Big brother, how about we follow the old rules: the man will be killed, and the woman will be left behind …"

The leader of the thirteen people, who was also the one in the Dragon Elephant realm, thought for a bit, and with a grunt, he instructed: "Lao Ba, Lao Jiu, don't go overboard. "Remember, you must not let these two scumbags escape."

"I understand boss, but do you still not believe in our abilities? "Tonight, tonight, we promise you that we will make these two beautiful girls suffer on the bed to their deaths."

As he spoke, his obscene laughter came over unrestrainedly.

Hearing these words, Ye Qian felt some sympathy for them. It was clear that they had provoked the wrath of Nangong Miaomiao and Ye Qingxuan, and their fates could be imagined.

"These clowns sure have a lot of bullsh * t. Heartless, do you want to fight or should I?"

Nangong Miaomiao humphed for no reason. Her expression was cold to the point of freezing.

Ye Qingxuan smiled. "You did it last time. I'll do it this time."

"Hehe, these two girls who don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is, they still want to resist."

"Let them resist, the more they resist, the more I like them."

As he spoke, two of the thirteen Netherworld Udumbara Fiends used their sabers to fly towards Ye Qingxuan and Nangong Miaomiao.

However, before they could get close to Ye Qingxuan and Nangong Miaomiao, Ye Qingxuan raised her lily-white hand. With a tap of her finger, a cold ray of light exploded in the study.

Soon after, the Nether Thirteen Fiends felt that something was wrong, because they couldn't move at all.

After which, the sword light formed from flower petals started to float down from the roof of the study room bit by bit.

"A flash in the pan?" Nangong Miaomiao chuckled happily.

These flower petals streaked across the bodies of the Thirteen Hells one after another. Each flower petal was like thousands of sharp blades slicing through the bodies of these thirteen people.

In just an instant, these thirteen people who were neither human nor ghost really became ghosts.

Furthermore, they had all died in horrible conditions. The flesh and blood on their bodies had been cut off by Ye Qingxuan's Twilight Flower, leaving behind only eerie white bones.

Seeing such a frightening scene, Ye Qian couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Ai, a few martial artists want to fight a cultivator, why must they suffer?"

Ye Qian rolled his eyes at the dark corner as he said that.

"Little Taoist, you've been watching for a while, right? Still not coming out."

As he spoke, the pressure on Ye Qian's body increased. The entire study room seemed to have become Ye Qian's world.

Immediately after, a figure was forced to kneel on the ground, cold sweat pouring out of his body.

This person was no stranger. He was the white-haired Taoist that Ye Qian and the others met in the Eight Bowl Restaurant.

"Spare me, senior, spare me …"

When the white-haired Daoist Priest who had already suffered a loss faced Ye Qian and the other two again, he naturally learned well.

Resisting was impossible. He could only beg for mercy.

Looking at the white-haired Taoist who was pressed down to the point where he couldn't even move a muscle, Ye Qian pursed his lips and smiled: "Little Taoist, we actually met twice in the same night, don't you think it's fate?"

"Senior, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand. I was only passing by, just passing by."

At this moment, the white-haired Daoist Priest did not have much dignity and haughtiness of his Sky Origin Stage. After all, to protect his own life was still better than these few.

"Passing by? Do you think I'd believe you? "

Ye Qian's figure flashed and appeared in front of the white-haired Daoist Priest.

"Speak, who are you? What is your relationship with the Qing Men Group's Du Family? "

The white-haired Taoist saw that he could not hide it anymore, so he could only helplessly say: "I dare not, dare not lie to Senior, I, I have a common family name of Huang Dalong, and am an old man of the word generation in the Qing sect. "Later, because I was too engrossed with cultivation, I traveled overseas to search for overseas Immortal mountains …"

"Word generation?"

Ye Qian immediately laughed when he heard that, "It seems like you're Du Yueshen's ancestor …"

"Sort of, sort of." The white-haired Taoist Huang Dalong lowered his head and said helplessly.

"Then do you know what kind of trade is going on between Du Yueshen and the Eastern Land people?" Ye Qian continued to ask.

Huang Dalong quickly shook his head, "Senior, I really don't know. "My Qing sect's consecrate has never really been in charge. This time, it was Du Yueshen who got me to come back with this Qing sect order."

"Then what did Du Yuezhen want you to do when you returned?"

"Kill, kill a man." Huang Dalong didn't dare to hide the truth and said frankly.

"Kill who?"

"To kill an elder of the Li Family, it is said that he also entered Earth Essence or even Sky Origin Stage. Du Yue was deeply afraid that the old fellow would step in and ruin his plans, so she let me kill him. "

Listening to Huang Dalong's honest words, Ye Qian couldn't help but laugh, "Looks like this Du Yuefeng is really prepared for a rainy day."

With that, Ye Qian waved at Huang Dalong and said, "Alright, you can leave now. Since it's not easy for you to cultivate, immediately get out of Shanghai and go back overseas to cultivate. If I know that you are still in Shanghai, then you should know what your fate is. "

"Yes, yes, yes. Thank you, senior. I will scram right now, scram right now."

With such an opportunity, Huang Dalong was as if he had been granted amnesty, not a single word of nonsense could be heard as he slipped away like a wisp of smoke.

At this moment, let alone returning to Shanghai, he didn't even dare to meet Du Yuanzhi. After all, the people in Shanghai were simply too scary. It was safer to just go back overseas as soon as possible.

"An old, unknown ant."

Looking at Huang Dalong's retreating back, Nangong Miaomiao snorted in annoyance.

At this moment, Ye Qingxuan turned to Ye Qian and said, "Floating Water, what should we do with Du Yueshen's study room? Should we deal with it?"

Ye Qian only smiled lightly and said, "So many untold sins are all here. Why are you still keeping him here? Let's burn him down."

After saying that, Ye Qian snapped his fingers and a five-colored light shot out from the ground. Du Yueshen's entire study room, and even the entire Du Family, would be bathed in a sea of fire tonight. And what was even more terrifying was that the fire could not be extinguished.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]1

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