Junior sisters are too strong, so I have to steal their adventure

At the same time, in the depths of a cave full of dead branches and leaves, broken limbs, and blood everywhere.

A tall creature that only showed a black shadow due to the angle of the gloomy torch, was sitting comfortably on a human skin throne, listening to a person talking with great interest.

The man's figure was hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

The man said with a smile: "Beiyin, it seems that this place will soon become lively. Not long after the old man spread the news, those decent people from Yichongtian clamored to come here to carry out the so-called demon suppression operation .”

The black shadow known as Beiyin sneered: "Hmph, it's useless to rely on those miscellaneous fish, it's just to feed the demon king."

The man complimented: "It's natural. Looking at the entire Middle-earth China, I'm afraid the only one who can draw with you, the emperor, is that old bastard with white eyebrows?"

Beiyin squinted at the man, and said dissatisfied: "You don't need to be sarcastic about me, I naturally know that I am not the opponent of that old bastard with white eyebrows. However, it is more than enough to deal with these other bastards. "

After finishing speaking, Beiyin let out a "tsk", regretfully said: "I originally wanted to use this to catch a few more big fish, but I didn't expect that only two or three kittens got into the net, which is really disappointing."

The man said with a smile: "No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat. The spiritual power and true blood of these people can still provide some help for the demon king to break the seal."

Beiyin nodded and said: "That's true. It seems that this method needs to be used a few more times. As for the Immortal Cultivation Sect in Central China, I can only ask you to worry about it."

The man cupped his hands and said, "It's natural."

Beiyin leaned slightly, supported the cheeks of his big head with his left hand—or his left paw, and said excitedly: "When the demon master breaks through the seal, then you and I will have completed the unworldly feat! At that time, the status will definitely rise. , It’s no small matter! That idiot of Bone Spirit can only obediently bow his head in front of you and me! Hahahaha! I really want to see how unhappy it is and how unable to kill me!”

The two conspirators with ulterior motives and their own schemes looked at each other, and they both burst into loud laughter.

…………

Lei Ze City, the city lord's mansion.

In Ximen Xiong's room, there was an indescribably disgusting smell.

This is a compound smell of vomit mixed with stinky socks and stinky salted fish, and it smells disgusting.

And Ximen Xiong, the city lord who was lying on the messy bed, had messy hair at the moment, obviously he hadn't washed for a long time.

Even the bedding was covered with a thick layer of black dirt.

Ximen Xiong's eyes were dull, his mouth was drooling, his expression was absurd, and his throat kept making a "cluck" sound like a toad.

Even so, if others want to get close to him or try to talk to him, Ximen Xiong's eyes will turn blood red, and then he will suddenly explode, slapping and beating all those who disturbed him.

It was for this reason that so many days had passed, and no servant dared to clean up his dirty room.

"Young lord, the city lord is inside, but if you approach him rashly, it is very likely... Young lord, your life is precious, so don't..."

"roll!"

With a young shout, the door of Ximen Xiong's room was violently pushed open.

As soon as the visitor came in, he frowned and covered his nose with the smell of compound stinky salted fish in the room.

The visitor who was called "Young Master" looked to be in his twenties.

Dressed in a yellow and blue luxurious brocade robe, he was tall and handsome, with an extraordinary appearance and a graceful demeanor, but his eyes were full of irritability and hostility that shouldn't be at his age.

The brocade robed man blocked Ximen Xiong who was violently attacking him, and then hit Ximen Xiong on the back of the head with a precise hand knife, knocking him out.

He frowned and asked the housekeeper who was timidly afraid to enter the house behind him, "How long has uncle had this symptom?"

Seeing that the man in brocade robe knocked Ximen Xiong unconscious with a knife in his hand, the butler secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

No way, although this is the best and most effective method, he dare not do this as a servant.

The housekeeper first ordered his confidantes beside him to ask the servants to clean up the room, and then he bowed to the man in the brocade robe and said, "Young master, the city lord has been showing these symptoms for about a few days."

The man in brocade robe sat down on Ximen Xiong's favorite white tiger leather seat, and then asked, "So, did anything special happen at that time?"

The steward frowned and thought for a while, then replied respectfully: "Nothing special happened during this period, the city lord suddenly became like this after one night - if there is anything special to say, it is the city lord Before the attack, I asked someone to kill a nine-tailed demon fox, and then that person handed over the fangs and sharp claws that had been pulled out of the fox to the city lord. The city lord couldn't put it down, and wanted to use the fangs and sharp claws of the fox The claws were polished into a hand-held weapon—the previous sword was accidentally lost while slaying monsters."

Hearing this, the brocade man's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a hawk's. He stood up abruptly, and asked the butler sharply, "Where are the fangs and claws of that demon fox now?"

The housekeeper was startled, pointed at the unconscious Ximen Xiong and said tremblingly: "The thing, the city lord said to keep it close to him, should be still on the city lord's body."

The brocade robed man sat down again, and winked at an attendant behind him. The attendant understood immediately, and walked to Ximen Cheng and began to search.

After a while, the attendant found the fangs and sharp claws that Ximenxiong kept close to him.

It was covered with Ximenxiong's sweat and body fluids, and it was already sour and smelly.

The brocade robed man pinched his nose, and brought the two items in front of him. After looking at them for a long time, he didn't find anything wrong.

However, he was not discouraged, and put his fangs and sharp claws on the rosewood table next to him, pinched the magic formula with his hand, and recited the spell.

In a short time, the room suddenly became dark, and a huge red fox phantom suddenly screamed out from its fangs and sharp claws, and let out a terrifying roar that shook the sky.

In Ximen Xiong's room, except for the man in brocade robe and the guard, the rest of the attendants were all frightened and ran away screaming.

The brocade robed man was not afraid at all.

The attendant stood in front of the brocade-robed man like a ghost, shouted loudly, unsheathed the sword in his hand, and a flash of sword light split the huge phantom fox.

The man in the brocade robe had a cunning light on his face, and he said to himself sullenly: "Yunliu, you did a good job! I never thought that someone would dare to oppose our Ximen family! I, Ximen Yushu, will never let you down about you!"