After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

When night came, the two of them split up.

Jia Xingming used the copying technique to organize tens of thousands of leaflets, and quietly wielded his sword all over the city. When he passed a tall tower or a conspicuous restaurant, he would pull a bright red banner above it.

The flyer reads:

#Shock! When the God of War returned and found his daughter living in a doghouse, he was furious... We are waiting to welcome Emperor Ye back!

#That night of that month, they had a story... Ye Zhifan, just pick up the knife and do it! Who is a coward?

#That night you didn't reject me, that night I hurt you... I, Ye Zhifan, said that everyone here is rubbish!

……

On the banner:

#YeZhiFan makes an appointment to fight in the Three Holy Lands, Klass is awesome!

People in # Holy Land are all grandsons who attack from behind. They dare not confront me, Ye Zhifan, head-on!

#青明圣地叶家, a clown, just mediocre!

#Anyone who wants to stop me, Ye Zhifan, will be killed without mercy!

#I'm not here to recognize my relatives, I'm here to take revenge!

#grandson! Do you dare to call me Ye Zhifan grandpa?

……

The whole city is boiling.

"Who is this Ye Zhifan, who has such a loud tone?"

"If the sky is crazy, there will be rain. If people are crazy, there will be disaster. This kid is miserable!"

"You dare to provoke the Holy Land like this, don't you want to live?"

Ye Zhifan went to check out the situation of the forward troops in the Holy Land. When he came back in the afternoon, he always felt that the market was deserted.

In broad daylight, doors and windows everywhere were closed, pieces of paper were floating on the ground, and red banners were hung on tall buildings.

Is this a person dead or someone having a ghost marriage?

The ominous feeling in his heart prompted him to pick up a flyer, and when he saw the obscene title on the front and the arrogant declaration behind it, his toes cramped in embarrassment.

Look at those red banners again, a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out.

"Brother Jia, this is not to send me off for a high-profile comeback, you are going to give me a funeral! I'm so arrogant and deserve a beating. When I saw it, I wanted to slap myself in the face!

Alas, who made you my brother Jia? Just live one day at a time! "

Back at the meeting place, Ye Zhifan no longer wanted to talk to Jia Xingming.

Jia Xingming's war declaration banners and provocative leaflets were extremely successful. Since the incident, they have been trapped in an endless pursuit.

Originally, the Holy Land wanted to deal with Ye Zhifan in a low-key manner. Only the senior officials and the older generation in the Holy Land knew about the fact that the saint of the Tianxuan Holy Land ignored the rules and had a private relationship with the young head of the Ye family.

Now that there is such a commotion, people familiar with the situation have not yet negotiated the final regulations for dealing with Ye Zhifan.

The young disciples of the three holy places spontaneously formed a team to encircle and suppress this guy who didn't know the heights and heights of the world.

In just two months, Jia Xingming and Ye Zhifan had passed through Lihuo City and Yaori City, and now entered Tianquan City.

Needless to say, Jia Xingming's strength is natural. Ye Zhifan's strength is very metaphysical. When encountering strength, he will become stronger. God will kill the god if he blocks it, and Buddha will kill the Buddha if he blocks it.

Xu Shi had always lived a simple life and had heavy debts. Ye Zhifan took the initiative to collect all the property of the slaughtered forces and handed it over to the creditor Jia Xingming.

Regardless of whether it was gold, silver, jewelry or spiritual stones and elixirs, all of them were given to Jia Xingming. In just two cities, it felt like there was a lot of money.

The two are also known as "Brothers and Bandits"!

"Why are we gangsters? This is slander, Chi Guoguo's slander!"

Jia Xingming leaned on his sword and looked out at the wind on the roof of the main hall of the house, complaining about the bad impression the outside world had on them.

Ye Zhifan rolled up his sleeves, exposed his muscular arms, and touched the corpse on the ground. He could only skillfully agree to his brother Jia's words.

"Ah."

"that is!"

"That's so true!"

"This is slander."

The setting sun is like blood.

The rich sunset gave the slender young man on the roof a gorgeous coat.

This moment is just like that moment. Ever since he appeared, he has become the only bright spot in Ye Zhifan's dark world.

Ye Zhifan raised his head and looked up at the roof. The sunset cast a shadow of a giant on him, which fell right at the boy's feet.

Ye Zhifan suddenly felt that killing was not the only thing.

He had something he needed to protect with his life.

Jia Xingming is his second belief besides becoming stronger!

Ye Zhifan's tired eyebrows stretched, his thin lips revealed a subtle smile, and a laugh came from his throat.

"Brother Jia, caught it!"

After a sound, Zhanzhan threw a bunch of bulging storage bags in his hand towards the roof.

The young man raised the hilt of his sword, picked up a bunch of things in front of him, and counted them with excitement.

"As expected of the people in the Holy Land, they are much fatter than the people in the Holy City!"

He tiptoed and dropped from the roof, causing a cool breeze mixed with the smell of blood to hit the ground.

One person carries a sword on his back, and the other person carries a knife, walking away side by side under the sunset.

"Brother Jia, the harvest is good, right?"

"It's not bad. Brother Ye, you are so powerful. You killed people in a swish without me needing to step forward."

"That's what my skills are, and I also follow the path of killing. By the way, Brother Jia, what kind of cultivation do you have? I still can't figure it out?"

"My cultivation level? It's a long story. My cultivation level is as complicated as my disease, but in general, it is a little better than the enemy by the size of a fingernail."

"Brother Jia is the one who truly becomes stronger when he encounters the strong! I wonder if Brother Jia can survive a few tricks even when he is in the stage of becoming a god, right?"

"Hey, keep a low profile."

"Can you tell me what kind of Taoist practice Brother Jia has? I'm quite curious."

"Me? The idealistic way."

"What is the idealistic way?"

"Just because I think I'm strong, I'm really strong."

"...Invincible firm belief, I understand."

"What do you understand? Hey, hey, hey, why do you have an epiphany at this time? Brother, we still have to run for our lives!"

Ye Zhifan fell into an epiphany and was so caught off guard.

It is difficult to wake up a person who is in enlightenment, and it cannot be awakened. There is no way, Jia Xingming held his sword and drew a circle around the man with resentment.

Golden light rose into the sky, formed a barrier and then gradually faded away.

With the enchantment of the big boss in the tribulation period, the circle is an absolutely safe area.

Jia Xingming thought that this kid had to have an epiphany for several days, so he simply went back to see how Xie Changgeng's two boys were doing.

The progress of the plot there is still very important, after all, the scene of torturing Xie Changgeng is about to begin.

*

The woman walked into the stone room carrying a red lantern, her long clothes trailing on the ground, meandering with her elegant steps.

She picked up an incense tower with her slender jade fingers and placed it in the incense burner on the cabinet at the entrance. After lighting it, the rich aroma spread throughout the secret room.

The aroma was mellow at first, then bright, and the aftertaste was slightly rotten. By the time this step came, Xie Changgeng's mind was already groggy and he couldn't use any strength in his body.

"Master, what's going on?"

He lay on the stone bed and made a sound in a hazy state of consciousness.

The woman put her jade finger to her lips and gave an instruction to be silent.

In the blurred vision, the elegant clothes peeled off one by one, revealing a beautiful back with delicate and smooth lines, without any redundancy, like white jade.

As well as the hideous scar on the lower back, lingering with black energy.

The distant memory was touched, and Xie Changgeng thought of something in a daze, but the strange smell of the incense made his thoughts freeze.

What did he think of?

"Huh... um..."

A low gasp rolled out of his throat, and he fell into a sweet and beautiful dream again.