Tears Fairy

Chapter 251 Xing Wuming's Revenge
In Jincheng, just as Xu Yunfei left, the temporarily rented cave was surrounded by two groups of people who came successively.

The leader of one group clasped his fists at the leader of the other group and asked, "Jia Daoyou, how about joining forces?"

"Fellow Daoist Gao, this discussion is very good. Jia will high-five with Fellow Daoist Gao as an oath. After successful interception, he will share [-]/[-] with Fellow Daoist Gao!"

"Clap clap clap!"

After the two monks Jia Gao clapped the covenant, they looked at each other with a smile, and at the same time stretched out their hands in the direction of Xu Yunfei's escape to tear it apart.

Another two great powers, following the space torn apart by the two, 53 people have already chased after Xu Yunfei from the space torn apart, a hundred thousand miles away.

Donglin domain.

In the underground prison of the Alliance Headquarters in Donglin City, after Xing Wuming's spiritual power had been running for a week, he, who was penniless, cast more than a dozen cleansing techniques on his body and face.

Thinking of Wang Xibai's filthy mouth, he gritted his teeth, feeling disgusted over and over again, and wiped his unstained cheek vigorously with his underwear.

The fifth team of the Alliance Inspection Battalion, captain Wang Xi, sold the white robes that he had just obtained from the death penalty, and easily obtained 20 top-grade spirit stones.

He was very proud of himself, and he generously spent ten high-grade spirit stones to order a table of high-end spirit meals, and let Zuixianlou send them to the fifth team of the alliance to inspect.

He carried a jug by himself, and spent 20 yuan on high-grade spirit stones to buy top-grade spirit wine, and wandered all the way to his team's mansion.

In the fifth team's mansion, a Nascent Soul cultivator greeted him, "Captain Wang, you're back!" After greeting, he respectfully took the top-quality spirit wine that Wang Xi handed over.

"Xiao Wu, I am happy to be the captain today. I have reserved a table for a spiritual meal at Zuixian Tower. You go and inform the people in our fifth team that I will treat everyone to a feast at noon."

Wang Xi waved his hand and ordered the Nascent Soul cultivator who greeted him just now, and the Nascent Soul cultivator heard the words and said happily: "Thank you Captain for the meal, I will inform them right away, so that they can enjoy themselves too!"

Xiao Wu happily put the top-quality spirit wine on the table beside him, and immediately walked out with ease.

Wang Xi threw his slightly obese body on the high chair covered with thick fur.

The next moment, he was about to jump up, when a Heavenly Demon sword emitting black devilish energy and wrapped in white energy was already resting on his Adam's apple.

"Captain Wang, the harvest of 20 is very cool, isn't it! Now I am also very happy! Because I finally got you!"

Xing Wuming laughed, however, his place that had been smeared by Wang Xi's spittle trembled a bit, it was the insult that he couldn't wash off no matter how much he wiped and washed.

He wants to use his blood and life to wash away the stain of his life, which is like a maggot attached to the bone.

While Wang Xi stared in horror, he looked at Xing Wuming who was dressed in a white tunic, a smile as bright as the scorching sun emerged on his handsome and noble face like a banished fairy.

There was a stabbing pain in his throat, and he watched the bright red blood spurt out from him, splashing Xing Wuming all over his body, from head to toe.

Xing Wuming smiled gracefully and happily, and Xing Wuming, who burst into tears, stretched out his pink tongue, licking the bright red blood sprayed under his lips.

At this time, he is like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world and turned into a devil, elegant and noble, and bloodthirsty and turned into a devil!
Wang Xi fell down, he didn't figure out how he lifted the ban in the end, how could he, a little cultivator of Huashen, be able to unlock the spiritual power seal of a monk in the late stage of Mahayana.

However, he fell down with a puzzled face. Under the bombardment of his white gas, his primordial spirit had been completely wiped out.

A cultivator in the late stage of distraction died completely without him noticing, without even the chance of reincarnation.

On Xing Wuming's handsome face, with a wave of his hand, he gracefully cast a cleansing technique, and on his flawlessly handsome face, the elegant and dignified air of a noble young man reappeared.

The Heavenly Demon Sword turned into a stream of light and entered the Sea of ​​Consciousness, waved away Wang Xi's storage ring, and with the flick of his fingers, a fireball technique had turned Wang Xi's body into ashes.

With a movement of his figure, he had already put on a vermilion cassock. After a wave of his figure, Xing Wuming had already left the inspection camp, and he took a deep look at the alliance headquarters.

There was an elegant smile on his handsome face.Deacon Jin, Deacon An, and Deacon Lei, I will visit you one by one.

At the first stop in the lobby of the General Administration of the Eastern Forest Region, Xing Wuming covered his aura with white gas, and used magic techniques to hide his figure and get closer.

Chief Deacon An was dealing with general affairs when suddenly he raised his eyebrows and looked up at the entrance of the lobby, but there was nothing?

He frowned, continued to bury his head in general affairs, tilted his ear tips slightly and moved again, he didn't raise his head, but his consciousness suddenly swept the entire lobby.

After a while, there was still no change in the lobby. After a while, he smiled and was dumbfounded. Was he being too cautious.

An hour quietly passed by, and during this period, Xing Wuming used the magic method to hold his breath with white qi, and was performing magic powers, and he was already hidden by a white jade pillar in the lobby.

After another hour, Deacon An finally finished handling the affairs in hand, he stood up and looked at the entrance of the lobby worriedly.

After nothing was found, the door of the lobby of the General Administration was automatically closed with a wave of his hands. Director An waved his sleeves and strode towards the back hall.

After exiting the back hall door, he turned again from a flower path, and an exquisite courtyard appeared in front of his eyes at the corner.

He walked slowly and quickly step by step, and in the blink of an eye, he had pushed open the double courtyard doors, and Xing Wuming was hidden among the flowers, with a wider smile on his face.

Mr. An, are you ready?

Deacon An's heart skipped a beat suddenly, the moment he entered the door, he turned around and glanced at the flowers in a restless state.

After pausing for a while, he shook his head and closed the door without hesitation. He simply activated the protective array in the courtyard, and then he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and finally entered his special training room with peace of mind.

Xing Wuming hid himself in Huacong, and saw that Director An had finally entered, so he let go of his worries.

Deacon An's look just now was horrifying. He almost showed his face. He wiped the sweat from his forehead.

There was a movement in his heart, and after a wave of stature, the person was already like a black and white smoke, slipping in through the crack of the double-opened door.

The protective formation in the exquisite courtyard is useless in front of Xing Wuming, who looks like black and white smoke.

In the underground training room, Mr. An was sitting cross-legged on the futon, and in his mind, a bottle of fairy energy had appeared in front of his eyes.

After Xing Wuming entered the courtyard, he followed the breath of Chief Deacon An, stealthily searching for it along the way, and Chief Deacon An floated towards the practice room.

In the practice room, Chief Deacon An opened his mouth slightly, and a ray of immortal energy had been sucked into his mouth. While concentrating on gathering energy, he was gradually entering a better state.

At the door of the training room, the handsome and flawless face was full of the elegant smile of Mr. Zhuo Shijia.

If I use up my immortal energy, I will use all of yours to make up for it. If it is not enough, I will use your life to pay for it.

In the practice room, one breath and one breath are long and distant. Deacon An's cultivation has reached a perfect state, and Xing Wuming sneered in his heart.

The figure fluctuated for a while, and the person had turned into black and white smoke, seeping in from the gap in the training room.

Deacon An, the cultivation is in full swing, and the absorption of refining immortal energy is also speeding up in an instant. After a shock of spiritual power, the cultivation level that has been stagnant for thousands of years has shown signs of improvement.

Xing Wuming curled his lips, and when he stretched out his hand, the Heavenly Demon Sword was already in his hand. The moment Director An felt a sense of crisis, the Heavenly Demon Sword was already placed on Director An's Adam's apple.

Xing Wuming's obsidian-like black eyes met the shocked Deacon An, a smile like the rising sun appeared on Xing Wuming's handsome face, but there was a merciless touch on his wrist...

(End of this chapter)