Fantasy: Start With The Establishment Of A Killer Organization!

"Not bad. Qiqing's tea art is better.

Gu Lin took a few sips and smiled slightly.

"Your Majesty is overrated."

Situ Qiqing shook her head.

She was dressed in Tsing Yi with that pretty face.

Judah, the Immortal woman, looks extraordinarily fresh and refined, without any appearance of a witch.

Gu Lin was thinking about continuing to enjoy this peaceful time.

Suddenly, he noticed a virtual exclamation point popping up in front of him.

Open it and have a look.

I saw it was a new side mission.

Speaking of side missions.

If he remembers correctly, he seems to have only done it once so far.

[Sub-quest: Successfully assassinated a cultivator with 'purple' luck]

【Introduction: Completed (0/1)】

[Reward: Source Crystal*5000]

"Purple Luck..."

After reading this side mission, Gu Lin was stunned for a moment.

This is the first time he has heard of this 'purple luck'.

Gu Lin immediately looked at Situ Qiqing.

Can't help asking him about the 'purple luck'.

What the other party said is also from the Zhongbai world, and he should know much more information than himself, maybe he knows some.

Just as Gu Lin expected.

Situ Qiqing pondered for a while.

Vermilion lips parted slightly, "Returning to Pavilion Master, Qiqing has learned about the luck you mentioned in an ancient book of an ancient sect's secret realm.

"It is rumored that a large Supernatural Power spell above Heavenly Rank is enough to see some people's luck and use it to determine good or bad luck.

"If I remember correctly, air luck seems to be divided into red, black, white, blue, purple, gold and other colors."

"Each color represents a different meaning."

"Purple seems to only appear on the body of a very small number of talented people..."

After listening, Gu Lin rested his chin.

With thoughtful eyes, he secretly said: "The proud son of heaven, in other words, should be a type of son of fortune.

"But this thing can't be seen or touched, what should I do?"

"Forget it, anyway, don't worry if it's a branch line."

"Let's take one step at a time."

Huang Xuanjie.

Baidi Juecheng, Ye Family.

At this moment, the Ye family is one of the four major families in Baidi Juecheng.

The triennial family tournament is being held.

As long as the age is under 30, family members whose Cultivation Base has reached the level of blood refinement can participate.

There were no empty seats around the huge arena.

The family competition is almost the biggest event of the Ye family, and almost the whole family will come to watch it.

Find out who the new tournament leader will be.

But at this moment.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit dead silent.

"I, I can't read it wrong, how is it possible! How could the young patriarch defeat that famous waste?!"

"That's outrageous, I'm not dreaming, am I?!"

From the many elders in the Ye family, down to the young children, they all murmured in low voices.

I can't believe the scene in front of me.

The most famous Tianjiao of the Ye family is also the young patriarch who is most likely to win the leader this time.

At this moment, he was actually defeated by a well-known idiotic waste in the collateral lineage.

Only see, outside the boundary of the arena.

A young man in a cloud-patterned Tsing Yi, with disheveled hair, was sitting slumped on the ground.

His face was a little dumbfounded.

It seems to be a little unacceptable to all this in front of me, like a dream.

"The young patriarch has accepted."

A sound was uploaded from the ring.

The young patriarch Ye Ning slowly came back to his senses.

I saw a short-cut young man in linen clothes on the ring.

With a smile on his face, he bowed to him.

There was a moment of silence.

It's like accepting this dreamlike reality.

Ye Ning wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and staggered to his feet.

With a wry smile, he bowed back, "I am so convinced that I lost, this time you won.

Say it.

Under the spotlight.

Ye Ning left the scene in a daze.

After leaving the arena for hundreds of meters.

Hearing the faint cheers of "Ye Xingsheng, Ye Xingsheng" coming from the martial field.

Ye Ning shook his head, his wry smile became even more intense.

No one thought of this half a year ago.

The bone-forging waste known as the disgrace of the Ye family will advance by leaps and bounds to where it is now in just half a year.

...asking for flowers...

"Is this what people call Good Fortune tricks?"

Moments passed.

Ye Ning returned to the small courtyard in his mansion.

He was holding a jug of wine in his right hand, and was drinking it with a sense of loss.

It seems that he wants to use alcohol to relieve the sting.

"Hey, Ye Ning, Ye Ning, are you jealous? There is a talent who is more arrogant than you in the Ye family.

He laughed at himself.

It was also at the moment when the voice fell.

"Save me~~."

An extremely faint sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

Ye Ning looked around quickly, his expression changed slightly, "What kind of voice is that?"

......0.......

But soon.

He shook his head again.

With a wry smile, "It seems to be an auditory hallucination, forget it, continue drinking.

But this statement just came out.

"help me...."

It was that familiar ethereal sound again.

Ye Ning stood up suddenly, most of the drunkenness in his eyes woke up.

He was sure that he heard it right, it was indeed a voice just now, not an illusion of own.

"what on earth is it."

Ye Ning whispered.

And for some reason, he always had a very familiar feeling when he heard this voice.

As if I heard it somewhere.

"Who exactly are you?"

Ye Ning said cautiously.

"Young... Patriarch.....I'm...here..."

The eerie and ethereal voice echoed again.

Ye Ning's expression lifted.

The other party knows himself? Who is he???

He then quickly cast a Supernatural Power method that can listen to the sound to distinguish the position.

"Outside Ye's house..."

Ye Ning quickly sensed the direction of the sound.

He moved quickly.

About half an hour or so.

Ye Ning followed the voice and left the Ye family.

Came to a deep mountain wilderness on the outskirts of Baidijue City.

"The final location of the sound is here."

Ye Ning looked at the root of a big tree in front of him.

He quickly dug up this piece of land again by using spells. .