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Wang Teng: "Boss, will there be any group activities for the Blood Infant Fruit in the future? For example, I can take a lick, and then let Fang Gan lick it again."

Fang Qian: "What a disgusting metaphor."

Wang Teng: "Save money!"

Fang Gan: "Seriously, can I lick first?"

Wang Teng: "No."

Fang Gan: "Then fight with a hammer."

Su Yan: "Hey, I haven't joined the group for a while, why are you two so angry?"

Li Youwei: "My lord stepmother!"

Fang Gan: "Oh, life is not easy, Xiao Fang is a performer."

……

Ye Hei walked out of the valley after stabilizing his breath.

He had just returned to the outer courtyard when he heard a roar.

"Why do I have so many outer disciples?"

Ye Hei walked to the street and saw five burly figures.

They are the five respected elders of the outer sect.

They are all profound cultivations at the seventh or eighth level of the Sword Gang Realm.

next moment.

The gazes of the five elders focused on Ye Hei.

Ye Hei subconsciously shrank his head and shook the token at his waist.

"Who is your boy?"

"The cook of the outer door, Ye Hei."

"I would like to ask you this elder, what is going on at the outer gate?"

"The villain doesn't know, the villain is only responsible for the daily food supply."

Ye Hei's face was frightened, and the five elders looked ugly.

"Didn't you hear a little bit of wind?"

"There are quite a lot of rumors, but...otherwise, let's talk in the back kitchen. I'm afraid that someone who cares about it will hear it here."

The five elders froze for a moment, then followed Ye Hei into the back kitchen.

"Presumably the five elders are still hungry, I will tell you while cooking."

"Hurry up, don't whine about it."

The five outer sect elders were so anxious that they would not have time to eat.

Ye Hei didn't say much, just made up things, dug out four or five spoonfuls of salt and poured them all into the pot.

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In an instant.

White steam rose up.

The sight of the five elders was blinded, Ye Hei took the opportunity to pour the whole pot of salt into the pot, and the aroma exploded instantly.

The five outer elders twitched their noses crazily, and the permeating aroma almost made their faces distort, immersed in heaven.

The six people frantically twisted their bodies in the back kitchen, like reptiles.

Wang Teng: "I stepped on a horse, and I have seen poisoned people, but I have never seen one with myself."

Fang Gan: "Probably because Ye Hei doesn't have an antidote."

Zhang Fan: "Tsk, the recent live broadcasts have become more and more abstract. Every time I enter the live broadcast room, you always give me a fresh look."

Han Feiyu: "I said, Ye Hei, are you still there?"

Han Feiyu: "I lost it, you fucking don't die in the live broadcast room."

 …  

Ye Hei: "Ahem, ahem, a little intoxicated."

Hearing the vibration of the group chat, Ye Hei gradually regained consciousness.

Fortunately, he held his breath in advance, otherwise he would have died.

Ye Hei hurriedly walked to the five elders with a soup bowl, "Elder, come quickly, drink the medicine...ah no, I'm drinking the soup."

The soup ladle abruptly opened the mouths of the five elders and poured all the soup into them.

Suddenly.

The elder suddenly grabbed Ye Hei's arm.

He was so frightened that the soup bowl dropped and the hot soup spilled all over the floor.

"I'm... out of breath..."

The corner of Ye Hei's mouth twitched, then his face changed and he twisted the elder's neck.

After a while.

He again brought the bodies of the five elders in a wheelbarrow.

Not long after Ye Hei left, a sword light descended from the sky.

The man in the black robe had a gloomy face, and his indifferent eyes swept across the ground.

Then it turned into a sword light and chased after Ye Hei.

Relying on Yujian, he easily caught up with Ye Hei, but when he saw Ye Hei's actions, he showed a puzzled expression instead.

So he followed Ye Hei's whereabouts and explored to the hidden valley.

The moment you enter the valley from the cave.

The body of the man in black robe suddenly stiffened.

Bones!

They were all forest-white bones and shriveled body fragments.

Atop the piles of bones stands a scarlet demon tree.

Nearby stood a man holding a giant hammer.

They didn't seem to be too surprised about their arrival.

"It's more demonic than demonic."

Stepping on the ground paved with bones.

In the eyes of the man in black robe, there was a rare look of a dignified knife.

Chapter 181: Knock it out with one slap

The strange appearance of the blood baby fruit tree is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The blades made of blood-colored minced flesh rattled.

The crying and wild laughter of the baby lingered in my ears for a long time.

The man in black robe was staring at Thor with all his attention.

His intuition from years of practicing swordsmanship told him.

The man holding the giant hammer in front of him is the most terrifying existence.

"Impermanence of the sword, the great elder of the inner sect of the Wanjian Demon Sect."

"Isn't it inappropriate for your Excellency to kill people within the territory of our Wanjian Demon Sect?"

Jian Wuchang clasped his fists with both hands, and secretly urged a burst of sword energy to escape.

Lei Shen stood quietly, ignoring Jian Wuchang's movements.

The indifferent eyes are like a god looking down at an ant.

Jian Wuchang was secretly angry. If he didn't feel that he couldn't win, he would have raised his hand and three sword beams would have been thrown at the opponent's face.

Thor, the God of Thunder, sensed that it was almost time.

The thick and indifferent voice echoed in the valley.

"It's useless to talk about "six eight seven"."

"You probably informed the others as well."

"Go ahead, don't die here so aggrieved!"

Thor lifted the sledgehammer with one hand, and the surging sense of oppression opened the gate, like a prostrate wild beast going straight to the door to kill.

Jian Wuchang even noticed an uncontrollable feeling of suffocation.

"Insanity!"

Accompanied by the roar of anger, the sonorous and powerful sword chant rose.

Hundreds of sword gangs intertwined to create a sword light like deep water light.

The sharp Gengjin sword energy spreads across all directions, cutting through all things.

A ray of sword energy escaped and drifted with the wind.

Ye Hei, who was watching from a distance, suddenly felt a chill in his back, and a strand of black hair fell off his shoulder and flew to the ground.

Ye Hei shivered with fear, his whole body stood like a wooden stake, and his narrowed pupils quickly looked at the artificial god Thor.

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