Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect

Chapter 136
The dark purple soul power impact devoured the old man.

A large pit quietly appeared in the woods.

The two evil soul masters in grimace masks and pure black masks followed quickly, and grabbed the dying old man from the pit.

"Ghostface, try to see if you can control this body. I deliberately only used % of my strength." A figure in a black robe walked out of the woods.

The man in black walked slowly in front of the grimace mask and two people, reached out and took off the hood on his head, revealing a bewitching and charming face, with thick eye makeup painted on his face, with dark red lines at the corners of his eyes. Extending to the temple, there is a strange light in the dark purple pupils.

"Meet the deputy leader!" The grimace mask and the pure black mask immediately dropped the old man, and bowed at ninety degrees.

The woman looked in the direction of Xingluo City, and said with a coquettish smile, "Xingluo, I, Xiefeng, are back!"

The purple flames in his eyes flickered away, and Xie Fengtou didn't answer and asked, "Is this old thing worth using? If not, let's deal with it."

Upon hearing this, the ghost mask immediately released the martial spirit, and a group of ghostly white ghosts appeared behind the ghost mask. There were no facial features on the ghost's face, only a scarlet vertical eye.

The scarlet vertical eyes looked back and forth at the comatose old man.

"Go ahead and make him move," whispered Grimace Mask.

Ghost Shadow inserted his skinny hands like dry sticks into his abdomen, and tore it apart forcefully, revealing the scene inside.

Black hands stretched out from the ghost's abdomen, wrapping around the old man's body.

The old man in a coma began to twitch and foam at the mouth.

For a quarter of an hour, the old man patted the dust off his body, cleared the foam from his mouth, bowed ninety degrees to Xiefeng, and said respectfully, "Ghostface has seen the deputy leader."

The pure black mask said, "Quickly heal the wounds on your body, don't let those old guys see the flaws, this is the base camp of those old guys."

"Don't worry, it's about the Holy Son of my teaching. This time, I came here to ask the Supreme Master to give me a candle. I just need to bring the Holy Son out, and I will do the rest myself." Feng stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes.

When the old man flew into the city gate, two men and a woman followed not far behind him.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man was carrying a pale man on his back, and the leading woman was wearing a black dress with light makeup on her face.

The soldiers guarding the city gate checked the relevant documents of the three people in detail, and after confirming that there was no problem, they let the three people enter Xingluo City.

Taking advantage of the dawn and night, the three of them walked into a villa-like room and changed back to their original attire.

Xiefeng sat in the hall, with a purple flame in her hand, waiting quietly.

In less than a quarter of an hour, ten shadows appeared in the yard of the house.

The leader was Feng Shishi who had been let go by Ye Nanxiao before.

They are one of the killer teams specially trained by Xiefeng.

Xiefeng, who possesses an evil martial spirit, has cultivated quite a few killers with normal martial spirits in order to facilitate handling some affairs in the church. In view of the shortcomings of human nature, Xiefeng specially chooses girls with pretty faces to train.

The ten killers headed by Feng Shishi are the killer organization that has been lurking in Xingluo for a long time.

But Xiefeng didn't expect that Feng Shishi and ten people would be defeated by Ye Nanxiao's moves.

Feng Shishi bowed her head and walked quickly into the hall, walked up to Xiefeng and knelt down on one knee.

Xie Feng narrowed her eyes slightly, and a long whip made of purple flames appeared in her hand.

Seeing this flame whip, the pure black mask consciously disappeared in place.

Xiefeng waved her hand lightly, and the flame whip hit Feng Shishi's back fiercely.

Severe pain struck, Feng Shishi clenched her teeth, not letting herself cry out in pain.

The long whip danced wildly like a fiery snake, tearing apart the clothes on Feng Shishi's back, leaving terrifying welts on the wheat-colored skin.

A trace of blood left along the corner of Feng Shishi's mouth, the nails had already pierced into the flesh, and the back was gradually dripping with blood.

Everyone in the courtyard lowered their heads and gritted their teeth, listening to the sound of the long whip falling on Feng Shishi.

"Xiao Shishi, next time, don't let me down." Xie Feng stood up from her seat, waved a whip and slapped Feng Shishi on the left side of the face.

The face was attacked, and the blood that Feng Shiyi was holding back in his mouth spurted out, staining the ground red.

"Ten people failed to encircle and suppress one person, and they almost got caught. You behaved so badly, how could you save your parents? Little Eleven?" Xie Feng walked up to Feng Eleven, knelt down and reached out to pinch Feng Eleven's chin.

"If it weren't for the fact that you don't have a task at hand, and you are sent out, I don't even know that you have wasted so many resources in the church." Xiefeng said coldly.

Feng Shishi lowered her eyes, not daring to meet Xie Feng's eyes.

The heart is cut like a knife, the mission fails, and the souls of my parents who are trapped in the church will continue to be tortured by the soul fire.

But Feng Shishi only hated Xie Feng in his heart, but he didn't hate Ye Nanxiao who caused his mission to fail.

Xiefeng let go of her hand, stood up, walked behind Feng Shishi, seemed to have thought of something, couldn't help but covered her mouth and smiled and said, "That's right, after all, what you met was the Son of God, who can easily deal with you all by himself. It's really exciting to see how much the child is hiding."

Xie Feng walked around Feng Shishi, scattered the flame whip in his hand, and said with a smile, "Xiao Shishi, this time you are facing the Holy Son, I hope this is your first miss and also the last time, If you fail again, there are many disciples in the sect who really like your younger sisters."

"Yes." Feng Shiyi closed her eyes, fearing that the flame of revenge in her eyes would be seen by Xie Feng, she bowed her body and slowly exited the hall.

Feng Shishi took the rest of the sisters back to her safe stronghold, but couldn't bear the severe pain on her back any longer, and fell to the ground.

"Sister Eleven!"

When she woke up again, Feng Shishi had a thick bandage wrapped around her back.

A cute-looking girl was lying on Feng Shiyi's bed and fell asleep, and the sunlight shone through the blinds on the girl's face.

Looking at the old roof, Feng Shishi didn't think about her injuries, but thought of a person, a rascal whom Xiefeng called the Holy Son.

"Why, he will be the Son of God."

Thinking of Ye Nanxiao, Feng Shishi felt her hips burn slightly, and an inexplicable hotness appeared in her body.

He twisted his body a bit uncomfortably, and there were bursts of sharp pain in his back.

"Hiss!" Feng Shishi couldn't help taking a deep breath due to the severe pain.

And this subtle movement woke up the person guarding the bed.

"Sister Eleven!" The girl held Feng Shishi's hand, her face full of concern.

"I'm fine, Little Twelve." Feng Shishi looked at his younger sister with tenderness in his eyes.

Feng Twelve put his face on Feng Shishi's hand, his eyes were filled with mist, and he said, "It's good that Elder Sister is fine."

After comforting her sister, when Feng Shishi walked out of the room to fetch the medicine, Feng Shishi couldn't help rubbing a certain part of her body, and a blush appeared on her face.

Soon to be replaced by pity.

"Why, you are the Son of God." Feng Shishi raised his left hand to his eyes and sighed.

On the other side, before returning to the song hall, the two grimaces planned to eliminate all traces, but they saw Ye Nanxiao who had already walked to the door outside the window.

Ye Nanxiao looked at the song hall in front of him, took out a bag of gold soul coins from his bosom and handed it to the middle-aged woman guarding the door, and asked, "Which room did Wang Teng go to recently?"

When the middle-aged woman saw a bag of golden soul coins, she smiled so much that the white powder on her face fell off, and hurriedly stuffed them into her clothes.

"Master Wang Teng's room, right? Is this guest a friend of Master Wang Teng?" The middle-aged woman looked at Ye Nanxiao with greed in her eyes, wiped the drool from her mouth, and was about to reach out to hug Ye Nanxiao's arm.

"Master Wang Teng introduced it. It is said that he is very relaxed." Ye Nanxiao quickly stepped into the singing hall, not giving the middle-aged woman a chance to pounce on her.

According to the awakened head of the Wang family, Wang Teng sometimes spent several nights in the singing hall.

Seeing the middle-aged woman walk over with Ye Nanxiao.

The ghost face mask said to the pure black mask, "Take my body and go first, I will let the old guy bluff the Son."

After finishing speaking, Grimace Mask's body suddenly lost its support and fell on the chair.

The old man standing with his head down suddenly raised his head, twisted his neck a few times, opened the door and walked out.

The body of the grimace mask on the pure black mask stepped on the window sill and jumped away.

Ye Nanxiao followed the middle-aged woman up the stairs, and saw the old man pushing the door out from afar.

"It's none of your business here." Ye Nanxiao walked away from the middle-aged woman and looked at the old man.

The old man controlled by the grimace mask walked in front of Ye Nanxiao with a natural expression.

"The matter has been dealt with, and I will report to His Highness." The old man said with his hands behind his back and his eyes narrowed.

Ye Nanxiao nodded and asked, "Do you have any clues about the forces behind this group of people? The people who dare to attack me here should be quite a lot."

"I'll take care of this matter myself. Little friend Ye doesn't need to worry about it." The old man left after speaking, not giving Ye Nanxiao a chance to ask questions again.

The old man's attitude made Ye Nanxiao feel uncomfortable.

Ye Nanxiao frowned slightly, looking at the old man who left, feeling strange in her heart.

"Why didn't this guy say anything? Could it be that this guy is hiding something?"

Turning her head to look at the private room door that Wang Teng had left behind, Ye Nanxiao wondered if she should check it out herself.

After thinking for a while, Ye Nanxiao decided to put this matter aside for the time being. He remembered saying for a long time that this old man had participated in factional struggles in the royal family before, and he only obeyed the emperor's orders. He was very stubborn.

Because the emperor is Xu Jiawei, he obeys orders, but he is proud of the fact that he has made some achievements in the period of the first emperor.

Ye Nanxiao shook her head, regretting that she didn't hunt down Feng Shishi herself.

"I hope it can be dealt with. After all, it is one of Xingluo's offerings. At the peak of Contra, there shouldn't be any trouble in Xingluo City, but why do I feel uneasy in my heart?" Ye Nanxiao covered his heart.

"There are quite a few powerful combat forces in the imperial city, and a few of them are quite strong, just a little weaker than that old man who loves to eat chicken legs. Why don't we stay in the city and wait for your anxiety to disappear before we leave?" Xue Di's voice sounded in his mind.

Ye Nanxiao has always believed in her intuition since knowing her bloodline's passive skills.

"That's the only way to do it right now." Ye Nanxiao walked out of the song hall and walked towards the Gathering Star Hall.

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