"That ghoul is good!"

On the hill not far from the ring, a figure in the attic looked at Fang Tang from afar, commenting casually, "As for people, it's just Er... If you are honest and obedient, you will only slapped his cultivation. If you dare to resist, let him accompany the Bao brothers."

Speaking of this, the man paused and felt a little unhappy: "That Bao Xing is really a waste. I rewarded his pills and magic weapons to take revenge. As a result, his twelve-level cultivation level could not even solve the boy who was only tenth level. He threw my face into it... He was so desperate!"

"But the Elder of the Corpse..."

The figure beside the waiting person bowed slightly, as if he was a little embarrassed.

"Just a registered disciple, the corpse masters won't care!" The figure shook his head and said lightly, "Bring back that corpse ghost, please take care of it."

"Yes, young master!"

Waiting for the man to respond respectfully, he turned around and left the attic.

At this time, the only young master was left in the attic, but he still stood still without moving, watching Fang Tang's figure gradually disappearing from the distant hill.

"Fang Tang... a registered disciple who is not valued, how can He De have the corpse leader with such potential?"

"The treasures are virtuous. This corpse leader is suitable for me, Chang Wei to fill the last void of the four evil corpses, help me achieve my perfect merits and practices, and establish a foundation for the spiritual platform!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Wei seemed to have three corpse shadows with different auras, but also filled with evil spirits flashed away, each occupying a corner, and its power was connected, but it was not perfect, revealing some incompleteness.

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"Boy Fang, did you actually kill Bao Xing?"

Just after passing a mountain, Fang Tang saw Old Man Yang falling from the air and asked in disbelief.

‘Tsk! I said I won’t care about my life or death, wouldn’t I just slap myself in the face?’

Fang Tang curled his lips, knowing that the old man was surprised was nothing more than that he actually had the ability to kill Bao Xing, and that he really dared to kill Bao Xing.

The tenth and twelfth levels seem to be in the late stages of Qi refining, but the gap between them is so large that I will not repeat it before.

Under such a big gap, even if Bao Xing is just a parallel product for a hasty breakthrough, it is still surprising that Fang Tang can win.

As for whether to dare or not, it is even simpler.

The Bao brothers are doing things for, and everyone in the sect knows that killing Baolong and Baoxing may not be difficult, but the real trouble is the possible consequences after killing them.

"He forced me to come to the door, I always have to solve the problem."

Fang Tang replied calmly.

He was not unaware of the existence of that young master Chang Wei, but he still chose to take action.

In addition to his real lack of a better choice, there is another thing that Fang Tang wants to take this opportunity to see what his cheap master is about him.

If he is really interested in his physical talent and wants to refine himself into a corpse leader, he will probably not let others touch him easily. After all, it is the experimental material he likes!

But if the corpse people simply regard themselves as ordinary disciples who do not value much, with the elder's cold temperament, they will probably not bother with him and let him deal with Chang Wei for his sake. It doesn't matter whether they are alive or die.

For the Jindan monk, the calculations of Qi refining and foundation building are really small and not worth mentioning.

"You...hey!"

Seeing Fang Tang's appearance of indifferentness, Old Man Yang raised his hand and didn't know what to say, then shook his hand and sighed fiercely.

This expression is very similar to those retail investors who are almost tempted to see the rooftop when they see their stocks plummet.

Fang Tang was funny when he saw it, but instead spoke in comfort: "Old Yang, don't worry. I am also a registered disciple of Elder Jindan, so Mr. Chang can't touch me."

"Can you be a disciple compete with others?"

Old Man Yang glared at Fang Tang, and saw that he was still unconscious of his behavior until his death. He was a little excited for a moment.

"Forget it, I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid. I don't have the protection of the 'Golden Elixir Master' and can't afford to offend Mr. Chang... From now on, I have no relationship with you anymore, so you can do it yourself!"

Hearing this, Fang Tang was silent for a moment and smiled: "Since that's the case, then follow Mr. Yang's wishes!"

Old Man Yang nodded but said nothing. He shook his sleeves and set up a black cloud and flew away.

‘If you don’t speak, you should pretend to be a master!’

Fang Tang complained in his heart and also raised a black cloud and headed towards his residence.

Fang Tang had no idea about Old Man Yang's choice.

It is human nature to seek profit and avoid harm.

In addition to unwilling to stop at the Qihai Realm, Old Man Yang was determined to break through and live longer.

The investor Tang himself serves this purpose. If he continues to keep in touch with Fang Tang, not only will he not make him profit, but will make him worry about his life, it is normal for him to decisively choose to give up Fang Tang.

Fang Tang had not really had a conflict with that young master Chang Wei before. Injuring Bao Xing and killing Bao Long all happened in an unexpected situation. It was impossible for the self-holding identity to end up dealing with Fang Tang in person. At that time, Old Man Yang dared to grit his teeth and provide some help to Fang Tang.

But after returning to the sect, Fang Tang had enough time to understand all this, but he still chose to kill Bao Xing who had been in seclusion for a long time, which undoubtedly did not take the young master seriously.

In this situation, let alone sending his minions to deal with you, even if he does it without regard for his face, what can you do?

Just an ordinary disciple, the sect rules are not used to serve you!

Forget it, Fang Tang himself was solved by Mr. Chang. If Old Man Yang was still implicated, then he would be too unfair!

Isn't it very hooligan?

If Fang Tang does not resist, he will be beaten to death by Bao Xing on the ring. He can't hold him up as an ostrich. Once he takes over the mission of the sect, he will be intercepted and killed halfway.

Fang Tang resisted and slapped the young master in the face. He would be liquidated by the young master afterwards. He would be even more inauspicious and more unlucky under the influence of others.

After all, there is no other way to choose from except to die obediently.

That's how the strong prey on the weak.

The formulation of rules serves the strong, the weak have no say, and they cannot help but live or die.

Perhaps Fang Tang, who was awakening, would still be afraid and resistant to this, but at this point, he had already integrated into it.

Although he is still a weak person now, this young master Chang Wei is obviously not the strong person who can determine his life and death.

In him, it became a tool to test the cheap master.

Moreover, even if the corpse exists, Fang Tang has the means to fight to the death, and is not without resistance.

The other party within the sect was unable to take action. When the sect was released, the means he could use were not only that.

It is unknown who lives and who dies.

'From these few contacts, my cheap master will probably ask Senior Brother Yi to come forward to protect me. If the [yin] and [corpse] bonds are really attractive to him...'

With the black clouds in hand, Fang Tang thought silently that the residence in front of him was already far away from the hill.

Before he could fall, several figures flew up and blocked his way.

‘Here you!’
Chapter completed!