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Chapter 112 The Butcher, the Demonic Way [Please vote for me]

Mangzhou, Feiyun City.

Flames shot into the sky and thick smoke obscured the sky.

The once prosperous city has now become a hell on earth under the iron heel of the rebels.

The rebels, wearing blood-stained armor, looted, burned and killed without restraint in the city.

No matter men, women, old or young, everyone they encounter will be attacked with swords.

The streets were littered with the corpses of fleeing people, and blood flowed on the stone pavement, mixing with the soil.

Screams and cries filled every corner, and the smell of blood filled the air.

The rebels looted all the property that could be taken away, and burned everything that could not be taken away.

City Lord's Mansion.

A tall man wearing black satin, with his hair curled up and fixed with a jade hairpin, was holding a book, sitting behind the desk, reading quietly.

His face is quite handsome, and his temperament is also elegant. If he is reading quietly like this, people who don't know would think that he is a Confucian scholar.

In fact, he is General Ma Tong of Guangwei.

Just now, he led people into the city lord's mansion, captured several beautiful wives and concubines of the city lord, and after having some sexual pleasure, he took a knife and cut them into eight pieces one by one with a smile, which was extremely perverted and cruel.

Behind Ma Tong, two seventh-grade great martial arts masters stood as straight as spears, one on the left and one on the right.

Beside him, an old man in gray clothes sat at attention.

This old man is clearly an eighth-grade great martial artist.

Ma Tong read the book quietly for a while, perhaps feeling bored. He gently put the book in his hand on the desk in front of him and stood up.

Upon seeing this, the old man quickly stood up, stepped forward, and whispered: "Master, a spy reported that more than thirty days ago, the four most powerful forces in Licheng fought with each other, causing heavy casualties.

Now there is only one eighth-grade great martial arts master and several seventh-grade great martial arts masters left in Licheng. Their strength is empty. According to Lao Nu, it is better to send Lieutenant General Ximen to lead another army and go straight to Licheng.

Or, sir, you can personally lead a group of troops to go straight to Licheng, capture Licheng, and then march together with Lieutenant General Ximen from the south to the north, which can save a lot of time.

Otherwise, I will keep attacking the city and plundering the territory here, unable to escape. Once General Yan Yanfeng breaks through the city, not only will I not get much credit, but the biggest benefit will also be taken away by others. "

"You're right! The only real prosperous place in Mangzhou is Yuancang City. Basically all the real good things and wealth are there, but we can't let others get there first.

Licheng is close to Cangmang Mountain, and the road is far away. Grandmasters have been stationed in the city in the past, and there are many powerful people in the city. If they don't surrender, it will be difficult to attack. I was still wondering whether I should attack all the way to Licheng or turn back halfway.

After all, Licheng was not taken seriously by the state city just because it was close to Cangmang Mountain. In fact, it can barely be considered a big city in Mangzhou, so it must have a lot of good things. Now that Licheng is empty, I have to go there myself. Ma Tong said, with greed in his eyes.

"It would be best for me to go in person, and I just happen to bring Master Wu Xian with me. Generally speaking, the world of immortals will not interfere with the struggle for power in the secular world, but if the immortals harm innocent people and practice evil methods, once If the righteous monks knew about it, they might get into trouble.

Immortal cultivators still often come and go around Zhoucheng. Although it is far from Zhoucheng, it is not as far as Licheng. In fact, the old slave thinks that it is best for the master to break away from Master Wuxian as soon as possible. "The old man in gray clothes said, mentioning Wu Xianshi, a look of fear and worry flashed deep in his eyes.

"What you said makes sense. You really need to be careful when dealing with immortal masters. Otherwise, once a righteous monk is recruited, even I may be killed.

However, I still need him to help me refine the Innate Purple River Blood Pill and help me break through and become a tenth-level master. It is not appropriate to break away from him now. "Ma Tong nodded solemnly.

"I'm just worried that if he crosses the river and demolishes the bridge, I will draw water from the bamboo basket in vain, and you will suffer a bad reputation in vain." The old man said in a low voice.

"You don't have to worry about that. He had made several deals with my grandfather before and kept his promises. And for him, there is no harm in helping me become a tenth-grade master.

It’s just that if I often walk by the river, my shoes won’t get wet. Therefore, if I can become a tenth-grade master, I will break away from him as soon as possible. " Ma Tong said.

"That's because I'm overthinking it!" the old man said respectfully.

There is a high platform built in the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion and another house.

There is an incense table on the table, with a pair of green wax sticks as thick as a child's arms lit on both sides, and a gourd in the middle of the table.

There are twelve flags of various sizes and lengths erected on the high platform.

There are twelve wooden stakes standing in a row in front of the stage, and a pregnant woman is tied to each wooden stake.

Behind the incense table on the stage, stood a man wearing a black Taoist robe, dove-shaped face, disheveled hair, bare feet, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, dancing with the sword and muttering a mantra in his mouth.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and the wrinkles on his face became more and more distorted, becoming more and more ferocious and terrifying.

Suddenly, he shouted loudly and pointed his Taomu sword at one of the pregnant women.

A shadow flew out from the pregnant woman's body, looking like a fetus.

A green flame emitted from the mahogany sword, and the shadow was burned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into one of the flags.

Afterwards, the Taoist stabbed the other pregnant women in the air with a mahogany sword.

Twelve wisps of green smoke disappeared into the twelve flags.

Suddenly, twelve flags flew automatically without wind.

"Hoohoo!"

There is a mysterious power emanating from the twelve poles, sucking in a large number of ghosts floating in the sky above Feiyun City.

Ghosts gathered from all directions, and a dark wind blew.

Standing at the door of the house, the great martial artist with a sixth-level realm felt a chill and could not help but shrink his head.

The ghosts gathered more and more, and even formed a cloud of black air in the yard, and then slithered into the gourd. After a while, the cold wind stopped.

The Taoist looked tired as he picked up the gourd and shook it, with a hint of joy on his face.

Soon, a martial artist wearing fish-scale armor came forward, cut open the pregnant woman's belly with a knife, and took out the fetus inside.

"Thank you, Master Immortal!" At some point, Ma Tong came to the high platform and saluted the Taoist.

"It's not hard work, it's just that everyone gets what they need." The Taoist waved his hand and said.

"I wonder when my General's Innate Purple River Blood Pill will be refined?" Ma Tong asked, glancing at the dead fetuses being carried out one by one, with a hint of fiery cruelty in his eyes.

"It will take some time!" the Taoist replied calmly.

"I just received a report from the spies. The strength in Licheng is now empty. I plan to leave the army here and personally lead a small force to go into battle lightly. We will bypass various cities along the way and raid Licheng." Ma Tong asked.

"Licheng is good, there are many people and the land is far away! If we can massacre the city, I should be able to refine the Ten Thousand Ghosts Xuanyinlan and your innate Zihe Blood Pill! Jiejie, once I refine the Ten Thousand Ghosts Xuanyinlan, Even if you face a Foundation Establishment monk, you can still stand a chance!" The Taoist laughed like a night owl.

"Foundation-building monk!" Ma Tong's heart trembled slightly when he heard this, and his eyes showed a look of awe.

He is from Lingzhou and is a master general. He is well-informed and has some understanding of the world of immortality.

That is a terrifying existence that even the Grand Master cannot match! ——
The afterglow of the setting sun shines gently on Yuncui Mountain and the backyard of Tenglong Mansion through the sunset glow.

Xia Daoming was lying on an old wicker chair, and sitting next to him was Ji Wenyue, who had long legs and a tall figure, and her appearance became more and more beautiful.

From time to time, Ji Wenyue picked up a piece of seasonal fruit that had been cut on the coffee table and gently brought it to Xia Daoming's mouth.

Behind him stood Liu Qiaolian.

At this time, she was gently squeezing his shoulders with a pair of jade hands.

Xia Daoming squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the setting sun behind Yuncui Mountain and the sunset glow covering the sky. For a moment, he felt that his life had reached its peak.

I just want to lie down and don't want to fight anymore.

"Master, although our Xianjia Cave is covered by Yuncui Mountain, I have carefully observed the direction of the terrain and energy in this area in the past few days. I am afraid that occasionally spiritual energy will inevitably escape and cause a slight fluctuation.

If there happens to be a cultivator passing by at this time, or if a cultivator who knows the formation carefully observes the Yuncui Mountain, he may find some clues.

The servant can use those formation flags to cover up a few things, but I'm afraid that with the servant's formation skills, it will be self-defeating and self-defeating. Liu Qiaolian followed Xia Daoming's gaze and landed on Yuncui Mountain. She hesitated and said softly.

"Oh, it seems it's too early to lie down!" Xia Daoming squinted his eyes slightly and sighed.

Liu Qiaolian, Ji Wenyue, and those family members were brought back by Xia Daoming in person more than ten days ago.

In the valley, Xia Daoming saw Liu Qiaolian's amazing array talent for the first time.

She had never practiced immortality, nor had she ever taken a formal formation class. However, she relied on an ancient scroll in her hand and a few formation flags dug from Cultivating Mountain, and after some thought and confusion, she managed to attract clouds and mist to cover her up. The whole valley.

Therefore, Xia Daoming believed in what Liu Qiaolian, a professional, said.

A formation master must first know how to look at the terrain, identify the earth's energy, search for spiritual veins, and observe the sky, so that he can use the sky's terrain to set up formations.

"Uh, brother, if you want to lie down, just lie down. Whatever you want to eat, I'll let Xia He and the others do it." Ji Wenyue said, slightly startled.

"Silly girl, I don't mean lie down flat like this!" Xia Daoming said, touching Ji Wenyue's thigh.

Well, it's very round and elastic.

"It's not about lying down, that's...brother, I'm ignoring you!" Hearing this, Ji Wenyue subconsciously glanced at Liu Qiaolian and the bedroom, immediately blushed with embarrassment, got up and stomped away.

"What kind of temper does this girl have!" Xia Daoming looked puzzled.

Didn’t you just say that if you lie down flat on one side, you should lie flat on the other side? Why did you lose your temper so much?

And what I said is true!

I was having a sweet dream of lying down, but Lian'er's words woke me up.

"Master, it's true of you that Miss Wenyue deliberately put down her alchemy business and came here to chat with you. She even cut fruits to feed you. You even touched her a few times, and now she obeys you.

But after all, she is still a young lady, a rich lady. You haven’t come to propose marriage yet, and the sun has not set yet. You, you are starting to lament that it’s too early to lie down... Ah, this slave has overstepped my bounds. If the master really does it now, Thinking, Lian'er will put the bath water in now. "

Liu Qiaolian first rolled her eyes at Xia Daoming angrily, and then she remembered her own identity and that Xia Daoming seemed to want something she was dissatisfied with these few times. She blushed again and turned around to put the bath water in the bedroom.

"I'll go! Can you still understand it this way when you lie down?" Xia Daoming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly grabbed Liu Qiaolian's beautiful hand.

"Do you think I am the kind of person who indulges in lewdness all day long?" Xia Daoming asked.

"Master!" Liu Qiaolian lowered her head, blushed, and did not answer.

Seeing Liu Qiaolian's blushing and beautiful appearance, Xia Daoming reluctantly stepped forward and hugged Liu Qiaolian.

Anyway, it’s like this. If you don’t do it, wouldn’t you be taking the blame for nothing?

As soon as Xia Daoming picked up Liu Qiaolian, he saw Ji Wenyue walking in a hurry accompanied by Ji Yuanzhen.

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