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The night rain made the already dim sky darker again.

In the barren mountain trail where the night rain fell, there was a lonely yard, brightly lit.

Tuk tuk!

The courtyard door was knocked.

After two or three breaths, the closed courtyard door opened, and a man dressed as a scholar quietly watched the visitor.

"Xiaosheng Mo Zijin, I don't know how your Excellency is called?"

"Yang Gong of the Immortal League, met Mr. Mo!"

Looking at the people in front of him, Yang Gong bowed his hands politely. Although his expression was calm, he could see a nervous expression in his eyes.

He is very clear.

What is the origin of the thing in front of me?

Even though he was a member of the Immortal League, he did not dare to look down upon him in the face of a natural disaster in his infancy.

Hearing the words of the Eternal Life League, Mo Zijin's expression did not change much.

"It's raining outside, why don't you come in and sit down?"

After speaking, he turned around and walked inside.

Standing outside the courtyard, Yang Gong looked hesitant.

He knew very well that the home court of natural disasters in front of him was within the scope of the courtyard.

As long as I don't step in, I can't help myself in this natural disaster.

Can be the same.

If you walked in by yourself, you might be in great trouble.

Yang Gong didn't want to put himself in danger.

It can be thought of the order from the Immortal League, but he has no way to refuse.

To abandon the human race and to take refuge in the evil spirits itself is to cut off one's own back.

At that time.

It's a real dead end.

Thinking of this, Yang Gong hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped in.

"Although the natural disaster is dangerous, it is only a natural disaster in the infancy period. If I really start, it may not be able to help me. Besides, I don't easily provoke him. I believe there will be no major problems."

Make a decision.

The heart he raised was also slightly let go.

When Yang Gong walked into the courtyard, the courtyard door that had been open was automatically closed.

The sound of the door closing suddenly made his heart beat again.

Walk into the lobby.

Yang Gong immediately felt a strong ink fragrance, and the pungent smell of herbs rushed over his face, causing his instinctive brows to wrinkle.

Looking at the environment inside, it was almost the same as ordinary people.

"Brother Yang, please sit down."

Mo Zijin has a gentle smile on his face.

Yang Gong could only sit down and couldn't wait to speak: "I'm here this time, but there is one thing I want to discuss with Mr. Mo."

"Talk to me?"

Mo Zijin showed a look of surprise, a little puzzled on his face.

"Xiaosheng and Brother Yang have never met. I wonder what Brother Yang wanted to say when he was looking for Xiaosheng?"

"Mr. Mo has ever heard of the Eternal Life League?"

"Appreciate further details."

"The Eternal Life League is a force created by my demonic and evil clan. The power covers the whole world, not just in Daqin. The main purpose of this coming here is to invite Mr. Mo to join my Eternal Life League."

Yang Gong said sternly.

In the eyes of outsiders.

The word "youxie" is a contempt for "youxie", which is actually not the case.

Because the word "youxie" was not originally spread from the human race, but from the Eternal Life Alliance.

Therefore, when he talked about the word "youxie", his expression remained the same.

the other side.

The gentle smile on Mo Zijin's face seemed to become a little stiff.

He neither agreed nor opposed, as if clinging to his ears.

"It's rainy and damp at night, Xiaosheng go and get some warm things for Brother Yang."

Finished.

Mo Zijin turned and left.

Yang Gong opened his mouth, and when he wanted to stop the opponent, it was already too late.

Sitting alone in the lobby, he looked at the surrounding environment. Under the influence of the flowing air, the candlelight became flickering, and the shaking of the candle shadow made him feel upset.

Take a few deep breaths.

Calm down the restless heart.

"This task is really not that simple."

Yang Gong sighed inwardly.

Although the task is not simple, if it can be accomplished, there will be many benefits for oneself.

Don't say anything else.

The rewards from the Eternal Life Alliance must be numerous.

At that time, maybe you can directly break through to a realm comparable to a grandmaster, that's impossible.

Thinking of this, Yang Gong's spirit was also slightly boosted.

There are many powerhouses in the Immortal League, as he is now comparable to the demon of the innate realm. Not to mention that he can't be on the stage, but his status is not too high.

but.

As long as we can make a breakthrough further.

Then in the Eternal Life League, it can be regarded as the strong one.

at this time.

With a porcelain bowl in his hand, Mo Zijin walked in from outside.

"Brother Yang, this is a medicinal soup that Xiaosheng has spent many years carefully researching. It is the most nourishing to the body. You can drink it while it is hot."

"——"

Yang Gong looked at the black medicinal soup in front of him, with a stinking pungent smell that made people almost nauseous.

If this soup is okay, he definitely has to cut off his head.

The scene fell into a stalemate for a while.

quite a while.

The stiff smile on Mo Zijin's face also reduced a little, as if it became gloomy.

"Why, Brother Yang couldn't believe in Xiaosheng?"

"Mr. Mo misunderstood."

Yang Gong stretched out his hand to take the porcelain bowl, and the foul smell became a bit rich, causing his throat to roll.

Since joining the Immortal League, strictly speaking, he has not been regarded as a normal human race.

Even if the bowl is a bowl of poison soup, it will not have much impact on it.

After all, no matter how poison is poisoned, it is impossible to poison the evil spirits.

For so many years.

Yang Gong had never heard of any evil spirit who was poisoned to death.

So he was not afraid of the poison in the bowl, but the smell was really hard to swallow.

I really don't want to drink it.

But under Mo Zijin's eyes, Yang Gong knew that he could not refuse.

Once rejected.

This time, the plan to win the opponent into the Immortal League might be broken.

For the sake of great cause, even if the things in front of you are ugly, they have to be drunk.

Thought of this.

Yang Gong was cruel in secret, opened his mouth and swallowed the contents of the bowl.

Drinking the black medicinal soup, there is no foul smell as imagined, but a delicate fragrance.

Strong contrast.

He couldn't help but smashed his mouth.

"Delicious!"

It was well received, and Mo Zijin's smile was even brighter, and he reached out to take the porcelain bowl.

"Brother Yang really has taste."

"That's - vomit!"

Yang Gong smiled first, and when he was about to say something, the medicinal soup that had just entered his stomach exploded like explosives in his abdomen, causing his face to be distorted suddenly, and he was sitting in the position, bending over and vomiting.

Jet black blood mixed with unknown things spit out, and the smell of fishy breath spread.

"This, this medicinal soup, the medicinal soup is poisonous—"

Yang Gong slid down from the chair and fell to the ground curled up, his face turned blue and twisted together.

poisonous!

The medicinal soup is really poisonous!

What he didn't expect was that the poison of the medicinal soup was so strong that he could poison himself.

the other side.

Mo Zijin's face was already angry.

"This is a prescription that Xiaosheng has painstakingly studied for several years. How can it be poisonous? You are so insulting to me, you are really damned!"

When speaking, his face also became distorted.

moment.

The candle shadow in the lobby shook violently, and the originally bright lobby had become much dim.

Immediately afterwards.

He saw Mo Zijin's eyes fall down, and black blood was flowing down from the pitch-black eye sockets, his mouth was split to the base of his ears, and the blood kept dripping from the wound.

At this time, he was completely devoid of the elegant temperament of a scholar.

"You dare to slander me, I ate you!"

Looking at Mo Zijin who leaned down, Yang Gong's eyes showed a look of horror.

He wanted to resist.

But the body is very toxic, and there is no way to move at all.

I could only watch the other side leaning down and approaching me a little bit.

Tearing--

His arm was torn, and the severe pain made Yang Gong let out a scream.

"what!"

Holding the **** arm with one hand and stuffing it into his mouth, Mo Zijin ate it cleanly in two or three passes, and then looked at the other parts of Yang Gong's dark eye sockets.

The candlelight in the lobby suddenly went out.

There was thunder flashing in the night sky, accompanied by a downpour.

A shrill scream sounded in the lobby.

The screams went from stern to depression, and finally fell silent.

a long time.

The candlelight in the lobby was rekindled, and the sound of reading rang from inside, accompanied by the night rain falling, as if nothing had happened.

——

In a secret room that was as bright as daylight, there were rows of oil lamps lit, but among the many lit oil lamps, one oil lamp suddenly went out.

The moment the oil lamp goes out.

An old woman came in with a cane and looked at the extinguished oil lamp and the name engraved under the oil lamp, her complexion also changed a little.

Soon, she left the secret room and went to other places.

Out of the secret room, there is like a courtyard of a big family, with rockery and water, pavilions and pavilions.

The maids and maids shuttled back and forth, but if you look carefully, you can find that the expressions on everyone's faces seem to be a little unnatural.

The old woman walked through the courtyard and came to the hall.

There was a person sitting in the hall, and the table in front of him was full of unknown flesh and blood, and even some flesh and blood were still beating slightly, and a strong smell of blood permeated the hall.

Saw the old woman entering.

The man ate meat.

"How did you come?"

When he was speaking, the meat he was holding in his hands did not let go, and he was chewing in his mouth, and the red blood was flowing down his mouth.

See here.

The old woman's expression remained unchanged, and she said lightly: "Yang Gong's life has gone out."

"Yang Gong?"

That person was startled~www.readwn.com~ seems to have thought of something.

"I remember he was ordered to find the baby natural disaster."

"Yes, but now Yang Gong's life is extinguished. Either he was met by the Devil Suppressor, or he died in the hands of the natural disaster."

The old woman looked calm.

"It's okay if you die in the hands of a natural disaster. If you die in the hands of the Slayer, I am afraid that our resident will be exposed."

"I see."

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