Chapter 118 Night Emissary

Yu Wen Pi passed through the bleak yard and walked out of the courtyard door. In the face of the Yu culture tiger, the respectful expression disappeared, replaced by gloomy coldness, and the slightly drooping corners of his mouth showed the superior's disdain and contempt for all sentient beings like ants.

The three warriors who stood straight outside the courtyard for a long time saw him come out and salute politely. Although the leading warriors were not tall, their eyes were awe-sighted, murderous and very tough. The warrior was covered with a black cloak, his close-fitting armor outlined the lines of his strong muscles, and five shiny silver stars were decorated on his right breastplate.

According to the inspection and evaluation rules of the imperial martial arts, a warrior who can have five silver star badges is a local martial artist with five levels of strength. The martial power of Wu Duan Xiu has another metaphor called broken peak power. Under the explosion of powerful martial power, even a small mountain can be bombarded into pieces.

Although it is not as exaggerated as the legend, in fact, under the impact of the five martial artists, it is not a problem for a house-sized mountain stone to be smashed into countless cracks.

This martial artist's name is Yan Zhenshan. He is 25 years old and has five stages of cultivation. He is the most trusted son of the family. Although it seems that he is not tall, his strong Jin Ya's martial arts cultivation makes him extremely powerful, making a huge axe weighing 500 catties easy and comfortable. Together with his brother Yan Fanhai, he is known as the two heroes of the Yan family. In the boundary of Liangzhou City, he broke into a fierce reputation and spread far and famous.

Yuwen family is a huge door valve with a thousand-year foundation in the Yunyi Dynasty. The ancestral business originated and can be traced back to the era of the Dragon Wing Dynasty thousands of years ago. The roots are deep and the disciples are all over the world. Among the children of the Yuwen family, they are not all surnamed Yuwen. Only with direct blood inheritance can they be qualified to inherit the family's traditional secret inscriptions, and finally become a great inscription teacher.

Non-direct relatives and children with foreign surnames account for the majority of the family, which is regarded as practicing inscriptions. These people can't get the secret biography of the Yuwen family. Therefore, most of the children with foreign surnames will choose to practice and become martial arts to protect the few direct descendants.

The two heroes of the Yan family, the two brothers of Yan Zhenshan and Yan Fanhai, are the best among the children with foreign surnames.

Behind Yanzhen Mountain, two four-stage warriors, who also have foreign surnames, stand in a regular manner and maintain a distance of one meter from Yanzhen Mountain.

Seeing Yuwen Pixian coming out, Yan Zhenshan took a step, shook away the cloak on his arms, put it on Yuwen Pixian, and said respectfully, "Young master, it's cold. Don't be cold."

Yu Wenpi said "um" with his nose, shaking his sleeves, and let Yan Zhenshan put a cloak on himself and walked slowly along the corridor. The lights on both sides glowed yellow, making several people's faces yellow. Yan Zhenshan followed him closely and whispered, "Young master, Ye Xiao, here we are. See you in the secret room.

He doesn't talk much and is concise. It is said that the messenger of the Night owl of the Ninja Hall came.

"Hmm." Yu Wen Pixian still speaks with his nose.

Yan Zhenshan said again, "Some of the children on the outskirts of Yaowang Valley escaped from the night. Chu pharmacist was furious, burned the grass valley, and killed fifty disciples.

"What?" Yuwen Pixian was shocked by the news and stopped for a moment. Although Yan Zhenshan spoke simply, Yu Wen Pi had heard it for a long time and understood the meaning. Yan Zhenshan meant that the disciples planted outside the Valley of the King of Medicine reported that someone stole the Valley of the King of Medicine and fled. Chu Yaoshi, the owner of the Valley, was angry and burned Caogu and killed 50 disciples to vent his anger.

Yaowang Gugu's anger and killing 50 disciples have nothing to do with the Yuwen family. Of course, Yuwen Pixian will not feel distressed, but the problem is that the grass valley he burned is the medicinal valley that cultivates rotten bone grass and scattered soul flowers. If they are all destroyed, the rotten muscles and soul dispersion will become a masterpiece. Isn't there no solution to the damage of the ghost inscription teacher in the future?

"How much is it burned?" Yu Wen Pi asked.

"Three feet of scorched earth, no inch of grass left." Yan Zhenshan returned to the road.

Yu Wenpi said fiercely, "In the past two days, I have mobilized 500 high-grade ground crystals for me. I mainly shoot things."

"Yes." Yan Zhenshan responded succinctly.

At the end of the corridor, there is a leafy ancient tree surrounded by bushes, and the secret room is built underground.

The light in the secret room was dim, and the messenger of the night owl of the Ninja Hall sat in a corner. The black robe covered his head and only showed two eyes. A mass of black evil filled him looked like a monster in the black fog. His yellow eyes were like two sharp swords, staring at Yu Wen Pi through the black fog.

The black fog was full of death, and the yellow eyes were also lifeless, but there was a strong bloodthirsty desire, which made the qi and blood of the four people suddenly surge.

Yu Wen Pixian raised his slender and white hand. Yan Zhenshan had already handed over a glazed glass with red wine liquid. Yu Wen Pixian gently shook it a few times and drank it. The cool and sweet wine was in his mouth, and his mood calmed down. He thought to himself that if his opponent were not strong enough, he really didn't want to provoke these bloodthirsty monsters.

"Do you want to come?" Yu Wen Pi clenched the empty cup and bent the corners of his mouth, revealing a seemingly elegant but lifeless smile.

The monster in the black fog shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I only drink blood, but I never drink like blood**." The yellow eyes looked at the three people in Yanzhen Mountain, and the cold light in Yanzhen Mountain's eyes flashed and took a step.

"My own people." Yuwen Pixian handed the cup to Yan Zhenshan.

"There is only money in Ye Xiao's eyes, and there is no one of his own." The monster said coldly, "Don't be afraid. Before no one pays for your head, your life is worthless in the eyes of the night owl."

Yu Wen Pi smiled and waved his hand. Yan Zhenshan and the other three were unwilling to slowly exit the secret room.

"The old man jumped into Liangzhou City. Why hasn't he died yet?" Seeing that the door of the secret room was closed, Yu Wen Pi asked coldly, but still kept smiling.

The monster snorted and said, "The information you gave is wrong. The target cultivation is in the realm of Jiupin Tongxuan, not the eight-pin Baizhang you mentioned. For this, three night owls have been sacrificed, so the price has doubled."

Yu Wenpi was stunned for a moment. The old guy had a mysterious realm. This news was indeed not clear. In order to do it once and for all, it is worth doubling it. Two hundred high-grade earth crystals and kill another person for me. The young man Yun Zheng next to the old guy must die. Don't let them live for five days.

"Three hundred, that teenager is also a human, and he will waste a ghost attack." The monster shook his head.

There are only two sections of the young martial artist. Is he worth 100 high-grade earth crystals? That's tens of millions of low-grade crystals. Yu Wen Pi was a little hesitant. He didn't care about money. He felt that he spent so much money to kill a second-stage warrior, which was too much praise for Yun Zheng's nameless rat generation.

"Whatever you want, I don't care. Just kill a few people for how much money the employer gives." The monster said again.

Yu Wen Pi flashed a trace of hatred in a conspicuous way. Is this the professional rule of the night owl killers? Kill one and keep one? Do you relieve your boredom?

Yu Wen Pi was cruel and said coldly, "Okay, 300 pieces, plus that cloud."

The monster nodded, and his yellow eyes gradually faded, slowly hidden in the dark fog, and finally the fog dissipated. He disappeared in front of Yu Wen Pi's conspicuous, the cold secret room, and now only Yu Wen Pi is left, as if this monster had never come.

It's really uncomfortable to deal with these monsters. Yuwen Pixian stood up and rubbed his temples, walked out of the secret room and said to the welcoming Yan Zhenshan, "Prepare a horse gift for me. Tomorrow, I'm going to visit Jingse at Yunhai Branch."

When he thought of Jing Se's delicate beauty, his heart seemed to have a trace of heating.

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The common ground crystals are divided into three grades and nine levels, which are high and low grades, high and low grades, and low grades and high and low grades. The low-level warriors in the Zhongtian mainland have a huge base. They mainly consume lower-grade low-grade crystals, so this measurement is also the main way of circulation.

A high-level high-level is equivalent to 10,000 lower-level, and a high-level lower-level is equivalent to about 25 lower-level low-level. Therefore, if 100 high-grades are really exchanged for lower-grade, it will definitely be more than 10 million.

If Yun Zheng, who is still meditating, knows that his life has been bought out by a hundred high-grade crystals, he is afraid he will be fooled. At this time, he was holding five high-level crystals given to him by the mad lion in his hand, which was a little hot.

In addition to those fragmentary low-level crystals, these five high-grade crystals are his biggest property. In order to buy the rotten muscle in the auction house, Yun Zheng was also quite sad to see that the wealth he had arrived was about to fly away.

In the end, he was cruel and threw five crystals into the hidden ring to comfort himself. Money is something outside his body, and he won't earn it again. If the old god saves him, he will definitely squeeze him hard in the future and never take advantage of this old guy.

The next morning, Yun Zheng urged Han Yue to get up and report to Jing Se at the branch of Yunhai God Hospital. The young lady's eyes were red, and she didn't know whether she had insomnia or cried last night. Yun Zheng was about to greet Grandpa God, but he refused first, "I'm very tired. I have to sleep at home." After that, he got into the house without looking back.

Yun Zheng had no choice but to take Han Yue. The two flew into the air in the spirit beast and flew to the northwest area of Liangzhou City. They found a martial artist on the street to simply inquire about it, and it was easy to find the branch of Yunhai God Yuan in Liangzhou City.

The spacious streets are paved with bluestones, and the tall stone archways have survived the change of winter and summer. The overlapping houses highlight the illustrience of the only inscription master sect officially founded by the dynasty.

Although it is a branch, it still has a strong momentum.

Yun Zheng took Han Yue straight to the gate, but was stopped by the guardian disciple of the divine court. After asking about the situation, he asked them to wait a moment, and then turned to the hospital to return. Yun Zheng stood outside the gate of the courtyard and observed around. They found that more than a dozen young men and women were escorted by their servants and were also waiting at the door. It was presumably the people who came to plead to worship the Yunhai Temple.

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