This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

As the saying goes, we meet each other everywhere in life. Our quick meeting a few years ago has brought us an echo today.

This familiar silk-pulling technique reminded An Ling of the experience three years ago. After fending off a lone ghost skeleton, she got acquainted with Qingfeng Temple in Hongliu Town. Afterwards, she, Senior Brother Tang Feng, and Senior Sister Lin Qingqing mistakenly entered a dense forest filled with poisonous fog, and accidentally discovered the ghost skeleton army hidden in the depths of the forest.

When will the cycle of revenge end, and when will cause and effect cease?

When Old Man Wujiu was young, he was greedy and was discovered stealing the sect's secret books, so he was naturally expelled from the sect. As a result, he accidentally entered an ancient relic, from which he inherited the silk-pulling technique from the State Master of Dayi and an army of ghost skeletons that he could command at will. From then on, this butterfly flapped its wings, indirectly or directly causing subsequent events.

In order to kill people and practice martial arts, he massacred Wu Baiquan's hometown, which happened to be witnessed by the master and disciple of Qingfeng Temple. From then on, it left an obsession in Tang Feng's heart, making him travel thousands of miles to kill old man Wujiu with his own hands to avenge those innocent villagers.

It can be said that the fate and ending of these two people are inseparable from Old Man Wuqiu.

Old Man Wujiu left Wu Baiquan's family broken up and he was forced to wander the streets. Fortunately, Wu Baiquan was rescued by Elder Wu and entered the Canglan Sword Sect to practice. He then participated in the Immortal Gate Conference, and together with Monk Mingjue, he uncovered the evil priest hidden in the mezzanine of the underground palace, and rescued Lin Ji and Ayimu. In the battle of Liyang City, he fought side by side with An Ling and was also the most powerful second in command in the Hedao League.

The old man Wugui also made Tang Feng plant the devil in his heart, and he vowed to kill the old man Wugui in this life. What happened later?

Tang Feng left Qingfeng Temple and joined the group of independent cultivators who were besieging and killing Wujiu Elder. He finally watched Wujiu Elder die under the attack of everyone, and even his body was missing. He was also seriously injured. He thought he would die in an uninhabited place like this, but he didn't expect that the leader of the Futian Army, the Great Bei State Master Hu, would save him! In order to repay the favor, he joined the Futian Army and fought for the so-called supreme ideal. Even under the torture of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, he did not reveal any information.

The fate of the two people can be said to be similar yet completely different.

And who is the instigator of all this?

How could old man Wuqiu have such good luck that he suddenly found the silk-pulling technique and the ghost skull?

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There was black mist in An Ling's eyes. She eavesdropped on their conversation through her mind's eye. After hearing the name of old man Wuqiu, she couldn't help but think of the first friend she met when she first started out in the world, Tang Feng.

Li Feiling spoke in a light tone when talking about this prisoner of the Futian Army, but An Ling always thought that Senior Brother Tang Feng must have suffered a lot of torture before his death?

Thinking of this, she mourned for Tang Feng for a moment, and then touched the broken stars hidden in the guqin, her eyes fixed. This person was able to obtain the silk-pulling technique under the temptation of the key to the Immortal Emperor's Tomb, and was able to escape unscathed. His character was definitely not simple. An evil cultivator who could go to this point was definitely not a good person. She must kill him.

At this time, the two evil cultivators in the next room began to talk again. An Ling held her breath and listened carefully.

The evil cultivator who was fanning the door asked, "Are you sure we can get that thing?"

The evil cultivator who had obtained the silk pulling technique from the old man Wuque replied: "If you don't believe me, why bother following me?"

The evil cultivator who used the fan chuckled and said, "Of course it's because you are well-informed and have some skills. Otherwise, it would be really hard to find the whereabouts of that old man."

An Ling secretly wrote down this information. It turned out that this person was extremely well-informed. The reason why Old Man Wuqiu was found was because of him. And this time, they seemed to have come to the imperial capital to look for something, probably some kind of treasure.

An Ling thought about the treasures that the Imperial City could have and compared them with the information from the Hedao Alliance. For a moment, she couldn't think of any news about the recent birth of treasures. She was afraid that this group of evil cultivators knew something in advance.

Thinking of this, she silently withdrew her hand from the sword. Since she had not been exposed yet, she might as well lie in wait for a while and not alert the enemy in a hurry. She wanted to see what kind of trouble these two evil cultivators were going to do!

The Fan Evil Cultivator suddenly thought of something and asked the Thread Pulling Cultivator, "Hey, where is that thing?"

"Haha, of course it's in..." The evil cultivator suddenly jumped up, and three silver needles wrapped in black air slipped out of his sleeves and shot out of the window!

The person outside the window didn't expect that the evil cultivator would suddenly attack, and he quickly turned over to avoid it. However, unexpectedly, the black silver needle seemed to have eyes. It turned in the air and directly inserted into the body!

"Ugh!" He groaned, covered his chest with his left hand, and fled from the roof.

By the time the evil cultivator with the fan chased to the window, he could no longer see the other party's shadow. He turned back in astonishment and looked at the evil cultivator of the silk-pulling technique who looked calm and even drank tea calmly. He asked in surprise: "You...how did you know..."

The evil cultivator of the silk-pulling technique ignored him and just showed an unfathomable smile. Then he called on the evil cultivator of the fan technique to stand up, and the two of them left the inn one after the other.

An Ling did not hesitate at all. She took her weapon, turned into black mist to hide her whereabouts, and followed quietly.

……

"Cough cough..."

Feng Yuan vomited blood and fell to the ground, holding onto the wall.

The black silver needle that was nailed three inches into his chest was constantly eroding his body. It not only slowed down the flow of his spiritual power, but also allowed toxins to invade his body through the silver needle, torturing his body all the time.

Especially his internal organs, Feng Yuan felt as if they were burning, with burning pain, stinging, twisting and unbearable pain, which made him vomit blood.

Feng Yuan put his fingers together to form a seal, sealing the meridians through which his spiritual energy flowed. He then used his sword to prop up his body and stumbled forward.

It turns out that "that thing" is really here!

This news is too important, he must tell the elders and the leader so that they can make plans!

However, he did not expect that after he had taken just a few steps, a huge black shadow appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

Feng Yuan barely raised his head, and the huge hammer was falling down like an overwhelming force. The terrifying power and speed made people despair.

Feng Yuan covered his chest and rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the giant hammer. The man with the hammer saw Feng Yuan dodge and laughed, "You idiot, you've been scared by Grandpa's golden hammer!"

"Who are you?" Feng Yuan didn't expect that one problem would arise after another. He stood up again, drew his sword and asked in a cold voice.

Only then did he see the other person's appearance clearly. This man was as fat as a pig, with a ferocious appearance, a pair of slightly narrowed cross-eyed eyes, and a big grinning mouth with yellow teeth under his bulbous nose. He didn't expect that Feng Yuan didn't recognize him, and he was amused and burst into laughter.

"hahahahahahahaha!"

The big man smiled and "pulled" the giant hammer from the ground with one hand, and hit it hard with the giant hammer in the other hand, making a dull sound that made people's ears tingle.

"Okay, okay! Today, your grandfather will let you go down and learn the ropes!" The big man roared, "I am Fan Lei, the 'Golden Hammer bestowed by the Emperor', the Land Surveying Supervisor! Today, I am here to kill you, the troublemakers!"

It turned out to be someone from the Land Surveying Bureau!

Feng Yuan was now seriously injured and was no match for him at all. He also had a heavy responsibility, so he had to swallow his pride and turn around to flee. Listening to the rustling wind behind him, Feng Yuan took out his energy and jumped onto the roof with his body. Fan Lei knew very well that his body shape was not suitable for pursuit, so he did not follow him. He just took out a flare from his waist and set it off into the sky.

Afterwards, all the imperial forces in the city were alarmed by this flare and began to surround this direction. It was truly a dragnet!

In today's imperial capital, there are several forces hidden in the shadows, but only the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance revealed its whereabouts in advance and attracted the court's lackeys.

"Watch, watch." Someone whispered as he looked at the stage where one person finished his performance and another took his place.