"Guluo, what's going on with you worshipping the Blood Sect?" Wu Yan asked, with his eyelids hanging down, and an old man covered in coagulated blood clots appeared in the illusion light not far away.

And beside him, there was a scholar who was deprived of his memory by his blessing spirit.

The old man named Gu Luo looked at the scholar who was no different from the vegetable man, and his tone suppressed anger: "Third Prince, this person has something wrong with your territory. Why did you ask me instead?"

Wu Yan looked up at Gu Luo: "Ha, I don't know what you think?"

It is obvious that the other party must have wanted to recruit Yin Changsheng into the sect and use rituals to deprive the other party of their luck of the blood Lord. However, he did not expect that Yin Changsheng's luck would be strong and he directly retaliated against the other party.

Gu Luo's face tightened: "The third prince, if you want to inflict a crime, why not worry?"

Of course, this matter cannot be admitted. These people are even more disgusting than blood-sucking leeches. If they really get a little help from the other party, they have to peel off a layer of skin from themselves.

"Ha, okay, when are you going to enter Beijing?" Wu Yan chuckled, and a purple feeling flashed in his eyes.

"It's almost there, it's only two days." Gu Luo was shocked. Wu Yan wouldn't have noticed it, but he didn't show it on his face.

Wu Yan's expression remained unchanged: "Go to Beijing as soon as possible."

After saying that, he wiped the illusion light away, and then said: "Qinglu, take someone to the southern border, deal with the blood worship teachings, and take the blood totem back."

After Wu Yan finished speaking, a young Taoist responded: "Yes, Your Highness."

"Blood Lord? Just a group of barbarians." Wu Yan's tone was filled with a hint of disdain.

He just made a random name and put it on someone else.

"Father, I hope this ancient war god can give you a surprise." Wu Yan looked into the distance and then looked at Baili Ming.

If it weren't for the trace of the divine power of the universe and the divine power left by Baili Ming and him, he would have to cooperate with the Blood Worship Sect, but now it's different. With the divine power of the universe, the divine power of the Blood Worship Sect has no effect at all.

"The second brother covered his abnormality tightly and did not reveal a trace of it at all. It seemed unusual." Wu Yan stroked the Dao Sword in his hand, thinking about how to extract the divine power of the universe light from Baili Ming's body.

...

"Blood worship? Work with the third prince to revive the Blood Lord?" Yin Changsheng looked at the memory of the scholar named Zhen Li in front of him.

In all aspects, memory is still very complete, especially in recent times.

"Turn me into the teachings? Do you want my luck?"

Yin Changsheng's face was a little ugly, but fortunately this was a private act of their Blood God Sect, and it was not carried out through the Third Prince Wu Yan.

"But what is Blood Lord?" Yin Changsheng was quite puzzled.

Originally, the original plan was to launch a blood sacrifice to resurrect the Blood Lord on February 2 to fight against Emperor Xia, but for some reason, the senior officials of the Blood Worship Cult suddenly repent and did not want to participate in this operation, and they were not known to meet the Third Prince.

Now, Zhen Li is the only member of the Blood Worshiping Sect in the entire Kyoto. He was going to evacuate, but he felt that if Yin Changsheng was brought back to southern Xinjiang together, the contribution would be enough to make him go further.

Unexpectedly, Yin Changsheng was left to the darkness.

However, since the Blood Worshiping Sect is not involved, these things are not the focus. Yin Changsheng’s real focus is Baili Ming.

Baili Ming is really in the third prince's camp, and his status seems to be quite low.

But based on Zhen Li's memory, Yin Changsheng's view of this Baili Ming is like a pig raised by the third prince, and he will be slaughtered by the other party at any time.

"Forget it, let's deal with Zhou Yuan first." Yin Changsheng looked at the jade slip in his hand.

This jade slip is not the memory of Zhen Li before, but Yin Changsheng himself. It contains a large number of mythical creatures related to Cthulhu and a series of information such as the old dominators, ancient gods and external gods.

Yin Changsheng discovered that Soul Search is not only useful to others, but also to yourself.

"Even if you don't die this time, unless you won't go into the mission of Counting the World View again, you'll just wait for a bunch of indescribable gazes."

The more you know, the faster you die. No, sometimes death is considered good.

After cleaning up the things in his hand, Yin Changsheng looked at the dark sky.

"First of all, you have to find Zhou Yuan. But today he suffered such a serious injury, maybe he would recover from some secret place."

Yin Changsheng left the inn. There was no curfew in the Xia Dynasty. Now the street is still brightly lit, with various businesses constantly, and it is even more prosperous than during the day.

Looking at both sides of the street, I threw a coin casually.

"Go to the left? OK."

When Yin Changsheng was confused about the next step, he had no choice but to choose to throw a coin.

There are indeed more people at night, but there are also more pickpockets.

Even in Kyoto, this matter is never resolved.

For example, now, Yin Changsheng and a young man with dirty face looked at each other, and the other party withdrew his hand in a little disappointed manner.

Before he could react, he suddenly saw the purple mist that was constantly spreading out from the hood on Yin Changsheng's face. In the purple mist, a pair of scarlet eyes seemed to be looking at him.

A wave of fear arose from the bottom of my heart, my eyes widened and my lips slightly opened as if I wanted to scream.

"If you dare to scream, I will twist your neck." A cold voice poured into the young man's ears, causing him to swallow the screams that had already been aroused in his throat.

"I...I..." The young man seemed to be frightened.

Yin Changsheng looked at this person and it was obvious that it should have been triggered by the dark aura of the devil who lost his heart.

However, this skill is really hard to trigger. The Demon Lost in the Heart has been on him for so long, and it was only a person who was unlucky to trigger it.

He didn't know for a moment what the triggering rule for this dark aura was.

Yin Changsheng looked at the young man carefully, as if he was thinking about what the meaning was?

coincide?

With his luck, how could he be so unlucky to meet a pickpocket? Another thing is his outfit. Which one dares to criticize the pickpocket to come and please him?

"Don't let me see the next time, otherwise you will be skinned." Yin Changsheng said, leaving without looking back.

The young man watched Yin Changsheng leave with lingering fear, and couldn't help but gasp loudly. The sense of fear still surrounds his heart, making him not even able to react.

After he came to his senses, he wanted to leave with bad luck, but when he left, he found something with sharp eyes.

"Did that person fall?" He looked carefully and it seemed like a piece of jade, and the jade was quite good and of great quality. If he was used as a product, he would probably have no worries about food and drink this year.

The young man looked around and found that no one noticed it, so he picked it up and put it in his arms.

"I'll scare you, and I'll treat this jade as compensation for me." The fear just now disappeared under the value of this jade.

"Go away quickly. If that kid finds out, my life will not be saved." After that, the young man turned around and was about to leave.

But the next moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder, which made him stand upright.

"I was wrong, I never dared to do it again. Your old man is here. I have a little girl and an old man. Please forgive me a lot." The young man was almost scared and begged for mercy.

"It seems that you have gained a lot tonight, so hand it over." This time it was not Yin Changsheng's cold voice, but another majestic voice.

Hearing this voice, the young man couldn't help but feel annoyed on his face, but the annoyed immediately disappeared after it appeared. Instead, he had a flattering expression: "It turns out to be the third brother, this jade was originally intended to be filial to you."

The strong man named Third Brother took the jade in one hand and sneered on his face: "I don't know what kind of virtue you are, why don't you get out of here?"

"Yes, yes, yes, third brother, you have fun." The young man left with a flattering look on his face, and then stepped on his face and couldn't help but spat in his heart: "Isn't it just that he knows both martial arts, what's so proud of?"

The strong man named Third Brother touched the jade on his hand. The touch and appearance were unusual.

‘Take it to honor the new Vice Commander Zhou. He has no direct descendants. If I go to surrender now, maybe I can make a living in the official family, and it is not impossible for me to become the other party’s direct descendants directly.’

Although the newly appointed Vice Commander Zhou is not very strong and is always targeted, he is still crushed to death by the first level of official position, and the eldest prince is still the relative of the eldest prince.

...

After Yin Changsheng lost the jade slip, he didn't care who picked it up. He had this thing, so he made more than one more.

The information here says it is valuable, but it is indeed valuable, but it is really valuable.

And this value is poisonous.

If it falls into Zhou Yuan's hands, even if it doesn't cause mutation because of knowing too much, it will explode in the next time you enter the quarrel world.

The best outcome is probably to see the truth of the world like a crazy poet.

Looking at the dim lights, Yin Changsheng walked around and returned to Zhuque Street. Most of the places that collapsed had begun to be blocked, as if they were cleaning up.

There is no need to worry about rescue. It is very simple in a world with magic and martial arts.

Yin Changsheng passed by and took a look and hurriedly left. This matter had nothing to do with him, but it must have been indirect.

Since a group of surveillancers were buried inside, there have been basically not many people monitoring him, as if they were afraid of Yin Changsheng.

I didn't dare to monitor Yin Changsheng as blatantly as before, and only dared to hang from afar to ensure Yin Changsheng's position.

"Let's go, when I kill those gray knights and marry the God of Love and Joy, I'll burp~"

On the second floor of a brothel next to the road, a young man leaning on the outer corridor, hugging left and right, was talking about his goal while drunk, but unfortunately he was interrupted by burps without saying anything later.

"Gray Knight? The God of Love and Joy? It sounds familiar." Yin Changsheng stopped and looked up.

This person is the young man before, but is it really good to come out for fun in this situation?

"Master, please come in." The madam beside him saw Yin Changsheng stopping and immediately stepped forward to greet him warmly.

Just by this, the young man who was teasing and drinking with a group of cool-dressed young ladies also attracted him.

When the other party saw Yin Changsheng's look, the alcohol on his head suddenly went down, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face.

Bang~~
To be continued...