Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

A pot of hot tea is poured, and the smoke is misty.

Soon, the aroma of tea filled the hall.

"Just right, I'm a little tired!"

Fang Lin picked up the hot tea and took a sip.

It tastes bitter in the mouth, then sweet afterward.

There is a deep aroma floating between the taste buds.

The hot tea flows down the throat, as if there is a stream of heat flowing in the lungs.

For a moment, even the spiritual platform felt a lot clearer.

“Good tea!”

Fang Lin blurted out and praised.

After arriving in the fairy world, he didn't even bother to sit down and drink a pot of tea. He never expected that he would be able to drink a pot of early autumn tea here today.

Fang Lin looked so content and content, which made Dongguo Tu even more puzzled.

It was late at night, could he have come here to drink tea?

At this moment, Fang Lin sighed.

He put down the tea cup in his hand, looked at Dongguo Tu with a smile, and said, "I've heard that Tu Ren Pavilion in the west of the city kills people like crazy, but I didn't know that there is such high-quality tea here!"

As soon as the words "Tu Ren Pavilion" came out, Dongguo Tu's smile froze instantly.

He was not surprised to find Fang Lin here.

But knowing these three words Turen Pavilion is extraordinary.

Somewhat similar to the Hongxing Chamber of Commerce, their Massacre Pavilions are distributed throughout the Immortal Realm, everywhere.

The Dongguo Tu in front of him was just the branch director of Xianwu City.

Their mission is to obey the rewards distributed by the headquarters and take people's heads.

Collect money from people and eliminate disasters for them.

I'm talking about their Massacre Pavilion.

There is even a saying among the major families and sects in the immortal world - as long as they can afford the money, there is no one they can't kill!

"It seems that Mr. Wan has told you a lot of news!"

Dongguo Tupi smiled but a cold feeling flashed in his heart.

The existence of the Slaughterer Pavilion is a secret.

In other words, it is a tacit secret shared by some powerful people in the fairy world.

Fang Lin is now in the spiritual realm. Although his strength is good, in Dongguo Tu's eyes, he is not worthy of knowing the existence of the Slaughterer Pavilion.

Seeing Dongguo Tu's unhappy expression, Fang Lin also sneered.

Rats that hide their heads and tails exposed will not be able to bear the sun's burns once they are exposed to the sun.

"Mr. Dongguo, to be honest, I came here late at night to bring you a treasure for you to appreciate!"

These words.

Something's wrong!

Dongguo Tu frowned slightly, and he was even more confused about what kind of medicine Fang Lin was selling in the gourd.

Their Turen Pavilion is a place where they take people's money and eliminate disasters for them. When did they have the business of appraising treasures?

At the same time, Fang Lin crossed his legs, took out a dagger from his arms, and threw it casually on the table.

Under the luminous beads, the dagger shone with a cold light.

The faces of Dongguo Tu and the other three people in the main hall darkened when they saw the dagger.

They recognized this sign.

She is the killer of the sect, the beauty of Yan Nanfei.

Half a month ago, he was sent out to assassinate Fang Lin, but failed and returned seriously injured.

Unexpectedly, he would have something in Fang Lin's hands.

While Fang Lin was sipping hot tea, he was observing the expressions of the three of them.

Seeing them so surprised, Fang Lin knew that he had come to the right place.

He said calmly, "I wonder how much immortal stone Mr. Dongguo thinks this dagger is worth?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three of them were as gloomy as stagnant water.

Fang Lin extorted money, and it was on them!

"Bang!"

Before Dongguo Tu made a move, the fat man sitting next to him slapped the mahogany table.

He went up and shouted in a cold voice: "Fang Lin, this is not a place for you to run wild!"

At the same time, the thin man also stood up.

Compared with the fat man, his skinny body was like a bamboo pole hidden under his clothes, which looked extremely strange.

His voice was as ugly as a drake: "Master Fang, if you want to make a fortune, you'd better go to bed early. The Slaughterer's Pavilion is not a place where you want to make a fortune!"

Dongguo Tu said nothing, leaning on the big chair and looking at Fang Lin with squinted eyes.

But he was thinking in his heart, why did Fang Lin dare to come to the Slaughterer Pavilion alone to extort money?

There was no telling how many geniuses had been buried in the Turen Pavilion. Didn't he fear the strong ones?

Could it be that this is the courage of a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers?

But when he thought about Fang Lin's previous achievements, he was not sure.

This man first defeated the geniuses of the Xianwu Academy and the Supreme Sect, and then overthrew the geniuses of the eight major sects.

Not long ago, even the Xiao family left in despair at his hands, and it is said that Xiao Cheng has not woken up yet!

As the Xiao family's biggest supporter, Old Man Xiao doesn't even dare to fart!

There are various signs that Fang Lin is an extremely cautious person and he will not take action casually.

But once he takes action, his prey cannot escape!

Is it possible that today, he really decided to kill him in the Slaughter Pavilion?

Just as Dongguo Tu was thinking about it, Fang Lin's unhurried voice sounded again: "I wonder if Mr. Dongguo thinks this dagger is worth it?"

"Excessive!"

"Huangya kid, get out of here!"

The fat and thin Toutuo all took a step forward and were about to take action.

Dongguo Tu quickly came to his senses and stopped the two men from taking action. At the same time, he said: "I'm sorry for my blindness, but I really can't see the uniqueness of this dagger. How about Mr. Fang hire someone else?"

The words were spoken tactfully, but Fang Lin understood it clearly.

Doesn't this Dongguo Tu just refuse to admit that this dagger came from his Slaughtering Pavilion?

Fang Lin nodded, stood up, and calmly arranged his clothes.

Fat and Thin Toutuo couldn't help but feel a little suspicious when they saw Fang Lin leaving.

Is this Fang Lin really that easy to trick?

Judging from his menacing appearance, he doesn’t look like a master who is easy to get rid of!

Then, Fang Lin's calm voice rang out.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the streets of Xianwu City and set up a stall to see who is willing to pay a high price for this dagger!"

After saying that, Fang Lin strode towards the door.

When Dongguo Tu heard this, he almost fell off the main seat.

If you sell this dagger openly, wouldn't it be equivalent to telling the entire Xianwu City about the hiding place of Turen Pavilion?

In this case, I'm afraid their old nest will be destroyed.

Swish!

Without Dongguo Tu's orders at all, Fat and Thin Toutuo had already set off in unison and blocked the door, preventing Fang Lin from leaving.

Fang Lin put his hands behind his back, glanced at the two of them, and said lightly: "Just the two of you, I'm afraid you can't stop me from leaving!"

As soon as the words fell, the blood in Fang Lin's body surged like boiling.

boom!

A violent force rushed forward, like an awakened beast, with terrifying pressure, directly forcing Fat and Thin Toutuo back!

This scene made Dongguo Tu's pupils shrink slightly in the main seat.

Fang Lin, who had broken through to the Spiritual Void Realm, could easily push back Fat and Thin Toutuo, as if he had been reborn. After his strength had greatly increased, he had reached a terrifying level.

No wonder, he had the confidence to walk alone in the dark alley and enter the Slaughter Pavilion alone.

Thinking of this, Dongguo Tu quickly smiled and said: "Master Fang, why should you be anxious? Maybe I have made a mistake? Sit down and let me take a good look!"