Full level ruthless person.

Chapter 499 Assassination
"What can happen to me?"

Hua Manyang was calm and composed, and asked back in a rude tone.

"you……"

Hua Manting was stunned for a moment, and looked at Hua Manyang carefully, and found that her face was full of happiness, radiant, and there was no trace of sadness between her brows.

Suddenly, he was shocked and said, "You are in love, right? Don't lie, I understand women. Every woman I have loved is as flirtatious as you!"

Hua Manshuang blushed.

Seeing this, Hua Manting choked and said in astonishment: "No way, you've already slept with that person!"

Hua Manyang rolled her eyes and her face turned even redder.

To be honest, even she herself didn't expect that she would willingly throw herself into the arms of a man after only knowing him for less than a month.

Thinking about the scene of myself kneeling between his legs with my head held down last night, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Hua Manting was speechless and complained: "Sister, you have lived two lives, why are you still a flower maniac?"

Hua Man Shuang said impatiently: "Don't worry about my affairs. I have my own ideas."

Hua Manting reminded: "The Mountain Spirit Tribe, the Flame Fire Tribe, and the Earth Kun Tribe have been eyeing our Wind God Tribe covetously and sharpening their knives.

The Wind God tribe is in a dire situation and has no choice but to form an alliance with another tribe in order to survive.

But now you have a gigolo, if the news gets to the other six departments, the consequences will be disastrous..."

"What a pretty boy!"

Hua Man Shuang immediately interrupted and said, "That person is extremely talented and has unlimited potential. He is definitely not an ordinary person. It is only a matter of time before he surpasses me."

"Surpass you?!"

Hua Manting was surprised. He didn't expect Hua Manyang to think so highly of that man.

Either the other party has real talent and knowledge, or Hua Manyang has been blinded by love.

Unfortunately, the news that Fang Zhixing was the successor of the Tianhuang tribe could not be leaked, so Hua Manyhuang did not say much.

"Okay, don't think too much. Do you think there's something wrong with my vision?"

Hua Manyang snorted, patted her tall chest and said seriously.

"..."

Hua Manting was speechless. After mumbling a few words, he turned and left.

He walked out of the fairy palace and met a man outside the gate. It was the great elder of the Wind God Tribe, Si Baihu.

This man had a dignified face, slightly gray hair on his temples, a sturdy build, and walked with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, with a menacing aura.

"Great Elder, good morning!"

Hua Manting greeted him in a nonchalant manner.

Si Baihu stopped and said, "Young Master, I heard that the leader has been getting close to a mysterious man these days. Do you know who that man is?"

Hua Manting spread his hands and said, "I asked, but my sister didn't elaborate. It could be that he is just a gigolo."

Si Baihu's face darkened and he said angrily, "Ridiculous! The Fengshen tribe is currently discussing marriage with several other tribes. How can your sister keep a gigolo?"

Hua Manting looked indifferent and shrugged, "What's the big deal? Maybe my sister will get tired of it after a few days."

When Si Baihu heard this, black lines appeared on his forehead and he gritted his teeth.

In fact, the Shanling tribe contacted him secretly and gave him many benefits, hoping that he could facilitate the marriage.

In addition, as long as he is willing to assist the Shanling Tribe in annexing the Fengshen Tribe, he can get more benefits, and he may even be promised greater power and a higher status.

Si Baihu was moved.

Although he was the grand elder of the Wind God Tribe, it was just a nominal position and he did not have much real power.

There is no way around it. The Wind God Tribe is ruled by women and all the men cannot hold their heads up.

Si Baihu has been indignant about this and has long reached the point where he can no longer tolerate it.

You know, the immortals in the Wind God Department are almost all women, and Si Baihu is the only man who has cultivated the Wind Scroll to the ninth level!

If Hua Manyhuang and her daughter had not been in charge, Si Baihu would definitely have been able to take the position of the chief and bring all the fairies into his harem.

"Where did this pretty boy come from? How dare he ruin my good deeds!"

Si Baihu's face was gloomy and twisted, revealing a deep murderous intent.

"Let's wait and see! The Mountain Spirit Tribe and the Flame Fire Tribe have already reached a secret cooperation, one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop.

The Flame Tribe continues to put pressure on the Wind God Tribe, while the Mountain Spirit Tribe will help the Wind God Tribe resolve the crisis.

After a while, the flowers covered with frost will succumb sooner or later!

The fate of the Wind God Tribe being swallowed up by the Mountain Spirit Tribe and the Flame Fire Tribe is already determined!"

Si Baihu's mind was churning, and he suddenly had an idea that might kill two birds with one stone.

Not only can he kill the pretty boy, but he can also force Hua Manyang to surrender.

Just like that, half a month passed in a flash.

At noon, the sky was cloudy and rainy.

A young woman ran into the inner city in a panic in the heavy rain, shouting, "Oh no! The young master has been captured by the Yanhuo tribe!"

Everyone was shocked.

Hua Manting likes to wander around. When he was having fun on "Qiongbo Star", he met people from the Yanhuo Tribe.

The two sides started fighting after a disagreement.

As a result, Hua Manting was beaten up and trampled underfoot.

The news soon reached Hua Manyhuang.

"What? The Yanhuo Tribe kidnapped my brother!" Hua Manyang's breath was choked, and her face was covered with frost.

Over the years, there have been many conflicts between the Flame Tribe and the Wind God Tribe, and the conflicts have become increasingly intense.

However, the masters of the two departments have always remained restrained, maintaining low-intensity conflicts and avoiding falling out.

did not expect……

"The Yanhuo Tribe finally couldn't hold back anymore and actually attacked my brother!" Hua Manyhuang gritted her teeth, extremely angry.

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, then asked, "Why does the Flame Tribe hate the Wind God Tribe? Logically speaking, wind and fire are united and complement each other, so they should have a harmonious relationship."

"Well, in the past, our two departments did have a harmonious relationship."

Hua Manyang sighed helplessly, spread her hands and said: "Everyone knows that wind can help fire, without wind, the power of fire will only drop sharply.

For a long time, the Wind and Fire departments have loved each other, cooperated equally, and benefited each other. No matter how much benefit they gained, they always shared it equally.

But gradually, the Yanhuo Tribe grew stronger and stronger, and they were no longer willing to be on equal footing with the Fengshen Tribe.

They first took away most of the benefits, and then repeatedly suppressed the Wind God Tribe, even trying to enslave us.

By now, the contradictions between the two sides have long been irreconcilable and are as hostile as fire and water."

Fang Zhixing understood and nodded, "Let me go with you to negotiate with the Yanhuo Tribe."

Hua Man Shuang said, "No! You have the Qianqiu Bell. If you expose it to others, it will probably cause a bigger storm."

Fang Zhixing smiled and touched Hua Manyhuang's butt, and replied: "It doesn't matter. It's not that easy to kill me."

Hua Man Shuang smiled shyly and said angrily: "I have dealt with the Yanhuo tribe for many years and I know how to deal with them. You don't have to do anything, I will be back soon."

As she said this, she rushed over, hugged him tightly, and offered her soft tongue.

After a while...

Hua Manyang led his men to leave the Fairy Palace and rushed towards outer space in a hurry, gradually going farther and farther away.

Fang Zhixing stayed in the palace to rest, drink tea, enjoy the flowers, and take a walk. Before he knew it, it was evening. At this time, the maid came to report: "Grand Elder Si Baihu wants to see you."

Fang Zhixing hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "You are welcome."

Not long after, Si Baihu arrived with two followers beside him.

"Hello, fellow Taoist. I heard that your last name is Fang?" Si Baihu said with a smile on his face.

Fang Zhixing glanced at Si Baihu and the other two, and seemed to have noticed something. He raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, "Elder Si, do you have something to talk to me about?"

Si Baihu put his hands behind his back, paced, and sneered, "Daoyou, do you know that the Wind God Tribe is in danger and about to collapse?"

Fang Zhixing responded indifferently: "I don't like beating around the bush, please speak frankly."

Si Baihu chuckled and said coldly, "The reason why the Wind God Tribe is in such a mess is all thanks to those bitches. I can't watch this great cause being destroyed in the hands of the Hua Clan."

Fang Zhixing narrowed his eyes slightly and pouted: "What do you want to do?"

Si Baihu laughed and stopped pretending. A ferocious look appeared on his face, and he said murderously: "It's actually nothing serious. I just want to borrow your head for a use."

Fang Zhixing took a step back and asked in surprise: "Use my head?"

Si Baihu snorted coldly, “That bitch Hua Manyhuang is not very clear-headed, but I have a way to save her.

For example, after I kill you, I will put your head on the table. When Hua Manyang comes back from outside and opens the door, she will definitely be more sober when she sees your head. Isn't that right?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "Aren't you afraid that Hua Manyhuang will kill you in anger?"

Si Baihu sneered sinisterly, "She won't know that I did it, because the person who killed you was a master of the Flame Tribe..."

He looked around and understood what was going on.

Fang Zhixing sighed and said calmly: "I see, no wonder they carry the 'Flame Bell' with them."

Si Baihu was stunned for a moment, and the two people beside him couldn't help but look at each other and frowned.

"You, how did you know they had the Flame Bell?" Si Baihu was puzzled.

Fang Zhixing slowly raised his left and right hands and snapped his fingers at the same time.

"To the point!"

Suddenly, two rays of blood shot out, as fast as light, incredibly fast.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Si Baihu's eyes blurred and he shuddered!

The next moment, the two people beside him fell on their backs at the same time, with a bloody hole between their eyebrows and their brains splattered everywhere.

"Gulu~"

Si Baihu swallowed his saliva, his eyes widened, and the expression on his face was completely frozen.

Fang Zhixing killed two Fire Tribe Immortals in seconds, and said calmly: "If you want to murder someone, you should at least understand their background first. Si Baihu, you are too arrogant!"

Si Baihu took three steps back, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Suddenly, he turned over his hand and took out a small white clock.

"Ninth-grade Fuyao Bell!"

Fang Zhixing raised the corner of his mouth, overjoyed.

What a coincidence, he just needed this thing. It was like someone gave me a pillow when I was sleepy.

"Zhong, I have one here too!"

Fang Zhixing spread out his palms, and in an instant, the Qianqiu Bell rose slowly.

"Hey, this isn't..."

Si Baihu's pupils shrank, his heart skipped a beat, and an instinctive fear inexplicably emerged from the depths of his soul, as if a subject had met the emperor.

When~
Fang Zhixing swung his fist and hit the Qianqiu Bell. With a loud sound, the space solidified.

In just a moment, Si Baihu was completely frozen in place, unable to move at all!
"You are in the early ninth rank, your strength is not that great, far worse than mine."

Fang Zhixing walked towards Si Baihu step by step, "I have practiced two magical skills, and my merits are powerful. Even if you and I are at the same level, you are still no match for me."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand, snatched Si Baihu's small white clock, and put it into his sleeve.

[1. Collect at least 5 ninth-grade Fuyao bells (completed)]

Fang Zhixing smiled with satisfaction and punched Si Baihu in the face.

Bang!
Si Baihu fell to his knees and fainted on the spot.

Fang Zhixing did not kill him, but captured him alive and gave him to Hua Manyhuang as a gift, which must have been a good idea.

Three days passed quickly!

Hua Manshuang came back from outside.

She paid a considerable price to redeem Hua Manting from the Yanhuo Tribe.

Fortunately, the people from the Shanling Tribe took action in time and coordinated the situation, which prevented the Yanhuo Tribe from acting recklessly.

Because of this, Hua Manyhuang owed the Shanling tribe a huge favor.

As soon as she entered the room, a servant came up to her and said in a low voice, "Master, after you left, the Great Elder visited Fang Zhixing, and then I don't know what happened, they seemed to have a fight."

Hua Man Shuang was shocked and asked, "How is Fang Zhixing now?"

The attendant replied: "He is fine, but the Great Elder..."

Before she finished her words, Hua Manyang flew towards a villa and pushed the door open.

Then, her eyes flashed, and the expression on her face suddenly became particularly wonderful.

The scene that came into view was Si Baihu tied up and hung upside down on a tree, with a bruised face and nose, looking miserable and in a state of disarray.

Fang Zhixing reclined on a bamboo chair, drinking tea leisurely, feeling extremely comfortable.

Hua Manshuang walked forward and asked softly, "What's going on?"

Fang Zhixing replied: "Your great elder colluded with the people of the Flame Tribe and wanted to assassinate me."

"What?!" Hua Manyang's heart trembled and her eyes fell on Si Baihu, full of disbelief.

But Fang Zhixing's next words shocked her even more:
"Oh, by the way, he also confessed that the mastermind behind your brother's kidnapping was not the Flame Tribe, but the Mountain Spirit Tribe. They had colluded with each other a long time ago and planned to jointly swallow up the Wind God Tribe."

Hua Manshuang felt suffocated and endless shame and anger surged in her heart.

What a great Shanling tribe!

How dare you play tricks on me like this!

"How ridiculous!" Hua Manyang slapped her storage bag, took out the Fuyao Bell, and snapped her fingers.

When~
A white storm swept out, its shape resembling countless blades combined together.

"Master, spare my life!" Si Baihu shouted in horror.

The next moment, he was swept into the sky by the white hurricane, and his lower body was cut into pieces.

Only a head was left, falling to the ground.

After killing Si Baihu, Hua Manyhuang felt a little relieved and ordered, "Come here, send Si Baihu's head to the Shanling tribe!"

"Yes!" The servant did so immediately.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing smiled and patted his thigh.

Hua Manyhuang understood what he meant, smiled shyly, and sat in Fang Zhixing's arms, like a little bird.

Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "Don't be angry. As long as we continue to become stronger, not to mention taking down the Mountain Spirit Tribe and the Flame Fire Tribe, even unifying the eight tribes won't be a problem."

Hua Manyang deeply agreed with this. As long as Qianqiu Zhong stood on her side, victory would definitely belong to her.

Perhaps, I can really unify the eight divisions...

(End of this chapter)