Uncrowned Evil Emperor

In the middle of the night, there is no one in the main hall of Yizhuang, and the two ghosts come and fight with each other.

Gong Yang was more and more frightened during the Vietnam War. The moves of the man in black in front of him were endless, strange, unheard of, and unseen. And we have to guard against it.

After beating for a while, Yu Khan, the ram, came down, and his rhubarb teeth biting the corn grains angrily creaked.

This kid is too difficult to deal with. He obviously doesn't have the cultivation base of a real martial arts realm, but his moves are extremely fierce. How has there ever been such a master in the world, why has he never heard of it?

Gongyang Yu is not an ordinary person. His early cultivation was far above the real martial arts realm. Because he was seriously injured many years ago and could not recover, his strength declined day by day. Later, in order to avoid his enemies, he went to Tiannandidu to become a corpse guard watchman.

In terms of the study of martial arts Xuangong alone, Gongyang Yujue is not much worse than Fengda Killer, or even worse.It's just that when it comes to the means of killing people, he can't keep up with flattery.

Forced by the killer wind to back again and again, the evil wind danced wildly in the hall, sawdust flying, several corpses fell from the overturned coffin boards by the inner strength of the two, and lay coldly on the ground.

Hooligans are not terrible, just because they are educated.

At this moment, Gong Yangyu finally understood this wise saying, and the man in the night on the opposite side obviously didn't care about being upright, and all kinds of tricks, tricks, dangerous tricks, poisonous tricks, shameless tricks, despicable tricks, and indecent tricks were all directed towards him Say hello.

Inserting eyes, kicking crotch, cutting throat, stomping feet, doing everything.

That's not to mention, that kid actually scolded people while fighting, and the scolding was extremely ugly.

"Old bastard, you are sick, why are you stopping me in the middle of the night? I didn't steal your wife, yes, do you have a daughter-in-law? You must be in your [-]s or [-]s, Hong Xing cheated on the wall, and you can't find me if you don't keep it at night. ?”

"Oh? Clavicle hand, come and lock it, and see if Master Ben breaks your claw."

"Nimma, I'll just kick your crotch, what's the matter, I told you never to lift."

"Damn, sweep the hall legs? Fuck, can you not be ashamed? Look at your short legs are about a foot long, you sweep, can't reach, can't reach, I'm so mad at you..."

The old man was gnashing his teeth angrily, and he had a tendency to burst blood vessels. He had seen shameless, but he had never seen such shameless, shameless, despicable, and obscene. When will such a shameless thing appear in the world.

The more angry the old man was, the more chaotic his composition became. He felt that all the energy and blood in his chest rushed to the top of his head, and his inner organs became anxious again. .

"Wow, did you vomit blood?" Killer Feng clapped his hands and cheered when he saw this, and his mouth was even more relentless: "Old man, why do you say this is so good? It would be nice to go home and hug my wife to warm my head. Why do you have to stop me? What? Like? You vomit blood, you deserve it, don’t have sex in the second half of the month, you’ll be in trouble if you suffer from kidney deficiency.”

"You...you, you are shameless." The blue-faced old man just felt dizzy, it's over, this is good, the kung fu is undefeated, and this kid has relapsed the old wound, damn it, shouldn't , shouldn't compete with this kid.

Seeing that the old man stopped, Killer Feng jumped out of the circle, sneered and said, "I'm shameless, and I'm better than you. You see, there are only six hairs left on your head, half of which are white. What's the matter with you? Something is wrong, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you don't heal your wounds, you will die."

Feng Jueyu looked around, and said with a look of sudden realization: "Oh... I understand, don't you want to live? You said it earlier, there are so many coffins here, you can just pick one. I am really kind. If you beg me, I might find you a place with good Fengshui to bury you, and I will never charge funeral fees. Do you want to engrave words on the stele, how about just writing stinky salted fish?"

The old man clutched his chest, his face quickly turned pale, he pointed at Feng Jueyu and didn't speak for a long time, and at the last moment, he fell on the ground with a thud and fell unconscious.

Feng Jueyu saw that the old man might have internal injuries and re-injury, so he spoke aggressively. He didn't expect that people were really angry these days. He couldn't help being overjoyed to see the old man fell to the ground. He ran over to watch carefully for a while, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Ha, finally fell down, old man, fighting with Ben Shao, you really screwed up.

It was getting late, Feng Jueyu packed up the ram and was about to leave. After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped: "Huh? A corpse guard is really angry, and his skills are not bad. This old man's identity is very suspicious?"

Looking at Gong Yangyu who was lying on the ground, Feng Jueyu knelt down and felt his pulse, only to feel a chill rush over him...

Such an overbearing cold air.

Feng Jueyu was taken aback. The cold air in this world is extremely vicious. According to the chapter on medical science and medicine, there are thousands of kinds of evil grasses and poisonous flowers alone. It seems that Gong Yang was caught by this cold air The poisonous gas affected his strength, so he was so angry that he vomited blood.

Cold and icy!

After giving Gong Yang a diagnosis, Feng Jueyu suddenly searched for a kind of inner strength recorded in a certain classic in the study of the Shangguan Mansion in his mind, and became more interested in the identity of the old man. The ulterior secret, it seems that his cultivation is more than that.

After thinking about it for a while, Feng Jueyu wandered around the house for a long time, finally found two bundles of hemp rope, and then helped the ram to lean against the pillars of the main hall, and tied them tightly three times to the left and three times to the right. .

In the end, Feng Jueyu took out the needle that Li Yide had brought, and used the acupuncture needle to inhale the poisonous cold air into his body through the silver needle, and then sealed the several holes of Gongyang Yu with the gold needle. In this way, although the coldness and icy energy in Ram Yu's body has not been completely eliminated, the cold air on the main vein is forced to a dead end, which can ensure that Ram will have no worries for a while, and Ram Yu will also There is no way to break free.

As the cold air entered his body, Feng Jueyu made a clever move, and then the spiritual energy of death rushed in quickly, swallowing the poisonous cold air.This is Feng Jueyu who possesses the magical power of impermanence, otherwise ordinary people would not be able to bear this powerful and sinister cold air.

"Damn old man, I'll come to see you when I'm done with my work." After finishing everything, Feng Jueyu clapped his hands and walked away after making sure that Gongyang would not die in a while.

……

Sneaking back to Shangguan's house, it was still early in the morning, Feng Jueyu changed his clothes, and stuffed the night clothes into the dark compartment under the bed.

This secret compartment was secretly chiseled out by the dead ghost Feng Jueyu before he was alive, and was used to store silver taels. Unfortunately, that dead ghost didn't know how to save money, so he only took ten taels of silver after scratching and pulling in it, and took it all together.

The next morning, Feng Jueyu got up early and went outside the courtyard to breathe fresh air. The maids and servants of the Shangguan Mansion got busy very early, cleaning the courtyard, some moved and carried, and a lot of delicious food began to be brought in. Yunmenglou, it seems that the eldest lady is going to live at home for a while.

When I was having breakfast, I didn't see Shangguan Ruomeng, so I must have gone to the shop with Xing'er to review the work, which is good, so I don't have to stare at me all day long.

After a sumptuous breakfast, Feng Jueyu left the gate of the Shangguan Mansion under the pretense of taking a walk, and there were still people following behind him, so he couldn't die, this time from two to four.

"The ghosts linger." Feng Jueyu wandered around the streets and alleys with his four tails silently.

These four were sent by Wang Tong, and their skills were not low, but they were not too high. After following for a while, Feng Jueyu in front suddenly disappeared.This time the four of them were taken aback.

"Where's the person?" One of them asked, he was the one who followed Feng Jueyu with his companions before, and let him get rid of him once.

"Disappeared?" The other three ran to the front and looked around, but they couldn't find anyone after searching for a long time.

"Lost again?"

"Again?" Afterwards, the two attendants heard the tricks in the words and came together: "Have you lost it before?"

A certain attendant gritted his teeth: "That's not right, I lost track yesterday, but we came out late, and it's normal to lose track, but today I clearly saw him right in front."

"Hey, my friends, do you think he will find us?" A follower dressed like a peddler guessed.

The other three sneered at the same time: "Stop fucking nonsense, with that wine bag and rice bag, what you ate in the morning is shit."

"Then why... lost twice in a row?"

The three of them were at a loss for words at the same time, and a certain big brother shouted: "Fuck, are you guys being lazy, second child, I saw you staring at Widow Liu of Qiandajie just now."

"I don't have one." A stalk-like figure looked aggrieved.

"Old man, where did you get the wine in your hand?"

"Well, Baiweilou Shun."

"Fuck, your hands are so fast."

"Fourth..." One, two, three looked at the fourth brother, a certain brother was staring at a gambling house not far away, his eyes were silvery, and he was still doing dice rolls in his hand, which was quite enjoyable.

The three of them sweated profusely at the same time.

Old Daoist: "Damn, don't look at it, find someone quickly, it's too fucking embarrassing, I followed you twice in two days, let's see how you explain to the master after you go back."

……

Let's say that Killer Feng finally got rid of the four followers, and finally came to Jishifang in the south of the city.

Just like yesterday, the front of Jishifang is deserted, there is not even a shadow of a ghost, this kind of business should be closed even if no one is tricked, alas.

He walked to the door with a long sigh, and just happened to see Li Tonger looking out from the door, thinking it was because Li Yide's condition had improved, and he slept well last night, his little face was less tired and pale, and a little more rosy, It looks like a green apple in the process of ripening, it is really beautiful.

Today Li Tong'er wore a yellow floral long dress, she was very well dressed, the clothes on her upper body seemed to be a size too small, it seemed to look up when her small breasts were tied together.

Killer Feng Da was stunned, this little girl is not badly dressed.

"Brother Feng, you are here." The little girl also saw Feng Jueyu, and a bright smile appeared on her face immediately.

Walking into Jishifang, Killer Fengda jokingly said with a charming smile that captivated thousands of girls, "Tonger, you are very beautiful today."

"Really?" After all, she is a girl in the old society, and she can't stand being praised. Hearing this sentence, the little girl was so sweet that she blushed to the bottom of her neck. It looks like I don't know what to say.

I don't know, since the little girl met Feng Jueyu yesterday, her heart has not been settled. She dreamed of Feng Jueyu all night, and she woke up this morning and dressed up specially, just to impress Feng Jueyu. I also prepared a lot of thoughtful words, such as how well I slept yesterday, but I didn't say a word.

Seeing the little girl bowed her head and didn't speak, Feng Jueyu sized her up carefully and was startled: Oh my god, isn't this little girl on the verge of spring? What kind of expression is this?