low-key warlock

The Fudimen, which lives in a corner of southern Xinjiang, almost exhausted the strength of the entire sect back then, chasing and intercepting Diao Ping and Wang Qimin who rescued Diao Ping for thousands of kilometers, but in the end, more than half of the elite disciples of the sect were lost. Xian's elder brother Cai Jingdu died in the initial pursuit.

Until the battle in Yangjia Town, Pingyang City, Cai Xian and Liao Yongshan were injured, and two disciples were seriously injured.

Two years later, in the battle of Xishan County, Pingyang City, Cai Xian, Liao Yongshan, Cai Li, Liao Yonghe, and six disciples including Yin Chenghan, Yu Lei, and Gu Zhaolin were all injured, which can be described as a disastrous defeat.

Since the First World War in Xishan County...

The Fudimen is headed by the head of the sect, Cai Xian, and the four fellow disciples all know that Diao Ping, the inheritor of trickery, will return to southern Xinjiang to avenge his revenge sooner or later. By then, the Fudimen will face a huge crisis of extinction.Therefore, people who thought they were lucky enough to escape from Xishan County without being killed on the spot, under such huge pressure, practiced diligently and planted sophisticated and huge defensive circle.

In addition, they have entrusted people from the Qimen Jianghu many times to contact Gong Hu very cautiously, hoping to sit down and have a good talk with Wang Qimin and Diao Ping through Gong Hu.

Turning hostility into friendship is naturally the best result.

Even if it is, pay a huge price.

However, the people in the Qimen Rivers and Lakes who were entrusted to contact Gong Hu, as long as they mentioned the Nanjiang Fudimen in front of Gong Hu, Gong Hu would immediately be furious, and he had no intention of negotiating at all, and Gong Hu would not talk about him. What kind of deep hatred is there between Nanjiang Fudimen?

Anyway, just don't talk about it.

It is also because of this that Fudimen in Nanjiang, who hides deep secrets, helplessness, and anger, has lived in a corner for the past few years. Although the Qimen Jianghu is prosperous and the situation is changing, he never appears in the public places of the Qimen Jianghu. Invitations sent by the official organizations in charge of the Qimen Jianghu would be declined politely.

In private, after numerous discussions among the brothers and sisters, they couldn't come up with any results at all. As the head of the sect, Cai Xian could only say to everyone in the sect who knew the secret: "In the future, no matter who suffers from tricks, The inheritor's revenge, attack, or discovery of danger, then..."

"There is no need to hide it any longer, spread the word to Qimen Rivers and Lakes as soon as possible, and the successor of trickery appears, kill me, a member of Fudimen!"

"As for what I, Fu Dimen, did back then, I completely deny it. Now the medicine boys kept in the gate are all killed immediately, and the corpses are wiped out!"

Over the past few years, the Fudimen, headed by Cai Xian, has really been on guard day and night. They searched everywhere for talented and talented children, and used all means to abduct them to the sect to be drug boys, and then used their unique secret techniques to cruelly steal the children Aptitude, improve one's own cultivation, and all the elites in the sect will benefit.

Under this arrangement, although Fudimen lost nearly half of its elite disciples a few years ago, its current strength has been greatly improved.

Sect master Cai Xian's cultivation has already broken through to the late stage of Qi refining!

And Liao Yongshan has broken through to the middle stage of Qi refining. Although Cai Li and Liao Yonghe are still in the early stage of Qi refining, their cultivation base is getting stronger and their foundations are solid. It will take less than three or two years to enter the middle stage of Qi refining.Among the disciples of the sect, Yin Chenghan has entered the initial stage of refining qi, Yu Lei, Gu Zhaolin, Cai Minfeng, and Liao Yuan, all of them have solid qi and perfect... It can be said that with the current strength of Fudimen, looking at the entire Qimen Jianghu, they are definitely qualified Ranked among the first-line sects.

So many times, Cai Xian and others can't help but feel a little excited and excited to think that in the future, the first and third stages of Fudimen, the first stage of Qi refining in the fourth and fifth stages...

Why is Voldemort so afraid?

Thinking about it this way, their fear of inheritors of trickery in their hearts is no longer what it used to be.Because, they would never have imagined that Diao Ping practiced deceitful techniques, and under the pressure of blood and hatred, he would be able to make rapid progress and enter the Qi Refining Realm in just four years.

It is nearly the twelfth lunar month.

It was freezing cold in the north, and it was snowing heavily.

In southern Xinjiang, it's only cool in late autumn, and it's only damp and cold when you go out at night.

evening.

An ordinary restaurant next to the South Outer Ring Road in Linbian City was full of customers and the business was quite good.

Diao Ping, who ordered a cheap side dish, two bowls of rice, and a bottle of wine, sat alone at a small table in the corner, drinking and eating slowly.

After Master's enlightenment and education, Diao Ping, who is naturally intelligent, suppressed the impulse in his heart, and did not go directly to kill Fudimen, that would be tantamount to seeking his own death.What he has to do is to kill one by one slowly, until Fudimen is flustered, everyone can't sleep at night, and they flee in a panic!

Then, divide and annihilate them!

He has time.

"Hey, son, hurry up and eat alone, it's time to work in the store..." The owner of the small restaurant stood beside Diao Ping who looked like a stranger, frowning and urged.

Diao Ping showed apology and a hint of panic, and nodded hurriedly: "This is the end, this is the end!" As he spoke, he hurriedly mixed the dishes on the plate into the rice bowl, quickly cleaned it up, and took it without drinking. After finishing the half bottle of wine, he got up, paid the bill apologetically and walked out of the hotel.

Walking alone on the wet and cold street with bright lights, Diao Ping's lips curled into a sneer of contempt.

Linbian City is located on the border, and its folk customs are tough. Naturally, there are many unemployed and bad young people wandering on the streets—and at this moment, there are a few idle young people following behind Diao Ping—Diao Ping is thin and alone Alone, went to a restaurant to eat again, with an accent like a foreigner, carrying a large old-fashioned yellow canvas bag...

It's really a good target to start with.

After a few minutes.

The bridgehead across the river on the relatively remote Outer Ring Road.

Diao Ping looked coldly at the young men who were lying on the ground, moaning or curling up in pain and twitching, all of them showed fear, and said: "You stole my money, should you give it back to me now? "

All the young people were dumbfounded.

Who stole your money?

Damn it, we wanted to rob you of your money, but just as we came up to scare you with a knife, you were beaten with bare hands by your brat, making everyone cry and cry, now you want us to pay back the money?

"Do you want me to do it myself?" Diao Ping showed a bit of impatient and cruel expression.

"no, I'm fine……"

A young man with a fairly bright head quickly took out a wrinkled handful of money from his pocket, got up trembling and respectfully handed it to Diao Ping, and Diao Ping knocked the money down on the ground , Said: "You gathered up everyone's money and tidied it up."

When it comes to this point, no one is a fool, and it is really stupid to pretend to be confused.

Several young people who were frightened by the beating hurriedly took out their money and put it together, neatly sorted the whole pile of cash into a pile, and handed it to Diao Ping.

"That's all?" Diao Ping snorted coldly, and stuffed 900-[-] yuan into his pocket.

"Brother, no, brother, we really have no money." The young man who took the money first begged with a mournful face, explaining: "If we have money, why come out to rob others?"

Diao Ping waved his hand: "Go away."

As if they had been pardoned, several young people left quickly in desperation.

A majestic inheritor of deceitful techniques, a master of magic techniques who has cultivated into the realm of refining Qi, has fallen into the position of robbing a gang of gangsters. If this spreads to the Qimen Rivers and Lakes, it will be really humiliating to the teacher... Diao Ping couldn't help but smile wryly Shaking his head in embarrassment, there is no way, his current expenses are still thousands of dollars given by his master-it has been almost a month since he has been in the neighborhood, and he rarely even stays in a hotel, so he finds a secluded place every night place, meditate and practice until dawn, and just come here.When the clothes are dirty, they will find the cheapest small hotel to stay in, take a cold shower seriously, brush their teeth, change into clean clothes, and find a place to dry the dirty clothes in the small hotel after washing.

Master said: "Sooner or later, money and wealth will be easily obtained like leaves in autumn."

Diao Ping is looking forward to that day.

So he had a rare extravagance. He never smoked, went to a small shop by the side of the road, and bought a pack of Yuxi cigarettes and a lighter with the money he had just robbed. .

When Diao Ping came to an old residential area on foot and stood in the shadow of a corner behind a five-story building, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.He lit a cigarette, and leisurely looked at the bedroom window on the third floor, which was still lit. The light blue curtains were drawn.

Liao Yuan, the eldest son of Liao Yongshan, the deputy head of Fudimen, often spends the night here, hanging out with a divorced young woman.

I hesitated for a long time...

Finished a cigarette.

Diao Ping still decided not to kill the young woman who had no grievances or enmities with him, he closed his eyes and peeped out a ray of thought, locking on to Liao Yuan.When Diao Ping realized that Liao Yuan had entered the bathroom, Diao Ping cast his spell decisively and launched an attack—a great deceitful trick, the attack power of the spell was like a stormy sea, and he rushed into the bathroom in that house in an instant. All the lights, disappearing in an instant...

In the bathroom, Liao Yuan, who was sitting on the toilet, was suddenly alerted that there was a warlock outside who was performing a spell. He was attacking with murderous aura, so he quickly cast a spell to defend himself.However, his body protection magic weapon and even the defensive technique that he used with all his strength hastily were destroyed almost instantly.

Liao Yuan's seven orifices were bleeding, his eyes were wide open, he was holding a formula with one hand, and he was sitting on the toilet.

Exhausted to death!

One.

Diao Ping, who made a full-strength attack without reservation, stopped the technique, turned and left in a calm manner.When he walked out of the complex, he heard shrill, terrified shouts from the building.

Time.

The lights in Linbian City are dim, the neon lights are flickering, and all families are peaceful.

Liao Yongshan, who lay on the bed and fell asleep peacefully in a semi-practice state, suddenly frowned, opened his eyes immediately, and sat up suddenly, ignoring his wife who was awakened by him, picked up the phone on the bedside table, and dialed the phone number under his knee. The mobile phone number of the eldest son Liao Yuan, beeping beeping until the busy tone came out...

No one heard.

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