Brother Chicken didn't do anything to these people anymore. If they were frightened enough, they would become mentally ill. Therefore, Brother Chicken said a word and left calmly.

"In addition, you can continue to hold the small trade fair, and you can find the location later! I will pretend that what happened today did not happen, and I don't want anyone to tell anyone about it. If I hear any news, everyone present will pay their dues.

A heavy price!" As he said that, Brother Ji glanced at the other monks who were peeking in Baihua Manor, and they were immediately scared to death. They all hurried back to their residences to pack their luggage and prepare to leave.

Fatty Luo now has a great change in his view of Brother Chicken.

Murong is a real devil, he says one thing and does another.

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The one here advised me not to kill people, but he was cruel and cruel, making those people's lives worse than death. The other one said that in order to avoid exposing his identity, he only robbed spiritual stones and then destroyed other people's belongings. Tsk tsk, he couldn't get it.

Don't let others get the things. Yo West.

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So perverted~~

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When Ye Weixin and others rushed to Baihua Village, they were immediately frightened by what they saw. In order to cheer Brother Ji and others, they stopped at Wufang on the way and found four or five friends to go with them.

Help Brother Chicken.

Unexpectedly, when they arrived at Baihua Villa, everyone's expressions suddenly changed. The helpers turned into a rescue team, cooperating with the immortal cultivators in the villa to rescue the injured immortal cultivators.

Fortunately, although all of these immortal cultivators had their hands and feet broken off, their cultivation was not greatly affected. With some elixirs, they could quickly put the broken bones back together. However, in the hearts of these people,

Already cast a huge shadow.

After recovering from their injuries overnight, early the next morning, all the immortal cultivators, including An Xianquan and Zhang Dongfu, flew away from Baihua Manor, and the fifty-mile radius became almost a forbidden area for the immortal cultivators.

The Baihuazhuang murder case spread widely among the immortal cultivators in Dayu County overnight. In a fit of rage, two mysterious Nascent Soul monks killed dozens of immortal cultivators with just a thought.

Later, when everyone asked An Xianquan about this incident, he was also frightened. But even to death, he would not dare to talk about the appearance of the senior Yuan Ying. Anyway, he just kept thinking about it with gratitude. Fortunately, the senior was not there.

There was no assassination, otherwise I would have been dead long ago.

The small trade fair was forced to change its location. An Xianquan and Zhang Dongfu later simply simplified everything and opened up a large stone mansion in a valley a hundred miles south of Dayu County. This stone mansion covers an area of ​​more than a thousand square meters.

, almost hollowing out a big mountain.

Preparations are still in full swing.

Two days later, Brother Ji accompanied Yu Ruo and others to settle in Baihua Manor. They moved in swaggeringly. Some well-informed immortal cultivators around knew about it and reported it to An Xianquan. Not only did An Xianquan not let his men spy on him,

Instead, he gave me a big gift.

From then on, no one dared to have bad thoughts about Baihua Village.

As for Brother Ji, he and Yuruo and the three girls wandered leisurely in the villa during the day. At night, a large number of people sneaked into the villa quietly and planned to occupy it.

When they met, it was Xing Hu and others who had fled to the mountains to wait for an opportunity. This made Xing Hu and the others burst into tears. They all knelt in front of Murong Qi and asked him to punish him for losing the villa.

In fact, this matter cannot be solved by Xing Hu and others at all. Not only did Brother Ji not blame them, but he also particularly appreciated the loyalty of Xing Hu and others.

Yu Ruo and others were also very grateful to Xing Hu's group of brothers. After getting Brother Ji's approval, fertile land was built around Baihua Village and rent-free for bandits who became tenants for twenty years. This made Xing Hu and others

He became more and more grateful and swore on the spot that if the villa was lost again, he would all die to apologize.

Originally, Brother Ji didn't care much about the villa, but he couldn't accept outsiders coming in to interfere. Xinghu and the others had paid too much for the villa, and Yuruo and the others were owners who were not short of money, so they had the right to use it as a place to play and rest.

In fact, to be honest, Baihua Village was built just to give Xing Hu and others a good place to go.

After everyone was settled, Baihua Village finally welcomed its real owner. Brother Ji and his group stayed there for three or four days, and then they all returned to Wufang.

This place belongs to the big men. Is there a maid or a maid? The three girls are not used to living here. It doesn't matter that Brother Chicken and Fatty Luo are the same everywhere. They joke around during the day and practice at night.

After returning to Wufang, Ye Weixin came to visit.

Brother Ji also knew about Ye Weixin's failed attempt to gather people to cheer him up. When he said those words, Brother Ji didn't take it to heart, so he received him more politely.

This time, Ye Weixin came alone. Brother Ji invited him into the study. The waiter brought tea and water. After answering the questions, Brother Ji closed the door. There were only three people in the room, Brother Ji, Fatty Luo and Wilson Ye.

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"Fellow Taoist Murong, a few days ago, I was stupid and I offended fellow Taoist, but I still look back..."

"That's all, Fellow Daoist Ye, there's no need to talk about it anymore. I don't take that matter to heart!" Brother Ji smiled faintly and motioned to Ye Weixin to expose the matter, "fellow Daoist, let's talk about the trade fair!"

Fatty Luo also came here with interest. This trade fair is said to be very interesting. There are many weird things in the world. He, a country bumpkin, has no experience except for seeing some pills, spiritual weapons, and magic weapons.

Ye Weixin also saw that Brother Ji and Fatty Luo were very concerned about this trade fair, so he smiled softly and said, "Haha, fellow Taoists, don't be anxious. This trade fair is just a gimmick, mainly to connect everyone's feelings. Seniors

What I mean is this. There are more than 600 immortal cultivators here. If they can unite into one force, they will help each other when they go to the 'Taoyuan Festival', and they will not be threatened by other forces and sects."

"Um... Is there any danger in the 'Taoyuan Festival'?!" Fatty Luo was stunned, "Hey, if the business can't be completed, then we don't need this benevolence and righteousness?"

"No, no!" Ye Weixin shook his head, "After the grand event, I'm afraid there will be some immortal cultivators with evil intentions who will commit robbery. Therefore, several seniors hope that everyone can advance and retreat together, and can be together after the grand gathering.

Come back here."

"What are you doing back here?"

"Haha, come back here and stay for a while, and then leave separately." Seeing Fatty Luo's face full of astonishment, Ye Weixin immediately smiled bitterly, "The two Taoist friends have profound backgrounds, so naturally they are not afraid of those extremely evil people. We are just a little casual.

Xiu, it’s hard to resist them!”

Fatty Luo suddenly realized, hey, Murong and I are not afraid of those little brats! As long as those who come are not genuine Nascent Soul Stage monks, Murong alone can kill several of them!

In fact, Fatty Luo didn't know. Brother Ji's consumption of spiritual power was very huge. The reason why he was able to cause the "Baihua Village Massacre" that day was because Brother Ji had squeezed out all his spiritual power.

The purpose of Brother Ji's doing this is only to establish his prestige. The more reason is to make Fatty Luo jealous and to obey him. Otherwise, if Fatty Luo's powerful spirit body breaks out that day, it will not be so easy to control it.

.In this world, it seems that no one can intimidate him except himself.

There is no way, I don’t even know who Fatty Luo is, he is a time bomb!

"That's it!" Brother Ji nodded after listening to Ye Weixin's explanation, "In that case, let's go shopping at the trade fair. Haha, Fellow Daoist Ye, if you don't dislike the two of us, let's come together!"

Ye Weixin was overjoyed, "This is the best!"

The three of them talked for a while, and then agreed to meet in Dayu County five days later to attend a small trade fair organized by An Xianquan and others.

After Ye Weixin left, Brother Ji and Fatty Luo immediately got together and took out all their worthless stuff.

"Murong, we don't have too many things!" Fatty Luo grinned, "Seventeen low-level magic weapons and a few bottles of ungraded Huangpindan. Well, fortunately, our total spiritual stones are more than 1,100.

Money, otherwise you would really be a pauper!"

Brother Ji's eyebrows twitched, "Damn, it's not you! I said at the beginning that I would take away all those people's things, but you refused. Now it's okay, 90% of these more than a thousand pieces of spiritual stone are

Mine! Humph, I don’t care, take out the black flag and exchange it for something!”

Fatty Luo quickly picked up his storage bag and said, "No, no, I think these two items, the emerald sword and the black flag, are good magical weapons. These are all my belongings, you are not allowed to take them away!"

Brother Chicken immediately spat, "Bah, damn fat man, you have the nerve to say that?! Well, I think you should change some treasures from heaven and earth and make a natal spiritual weapon by yourself! When the time comes, upgrade it and use the natal spiritual weapon

It has been upgraded to the level of a magic weapon, so it will be easy to use!"

Fatty Luo was stunned, "The natal spiritual weapon? Um, can it be upgraded?"

"Ahem, it seems so!" Brother Ji scratched his head, "This thing can not only be refined, but also can be tempered and upgraded by itself. Anyway, if there are good things, just pile them into your natal spiritual weapon, and pile them up.

Now comes the natal magic weapon, and then the natal magic weapon. If you get something incredible, you can even upgrade the natal magic weapon!"

"Wow...the magic weapon of your destiny?!" Fatty Luo was so excited that he was deceived by Brother Ji, "You seem to be very awesome! Murong, what is your magic weapon of your destiny?"

"Mine?!" Brother Ji was stunned and shook his head quickly, "I don't have it, I don't have it!"

"Tch, did you say you have some?" Fatty Luo smiled lewdly, "Open your eyes for brother?"

Brother Ji was helpless, "Don't laugh!"

"Laugh?" Fatty Luo didn't understand what Brother Chicken meant. However, when Brother Chicken summoned the dragon-body glazed sword hilt, Fatty Luo couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Haha...Murong, ah Murong, you are so cheating! You can use the hilt of a sword as a natal spiritual weapon, haha...Can this thing be able to stab someone to death? Hahaha...Ah~~"

Fatty Luo hadn't been laughing for long when Brother Ji kicked him away. Fatty Luo immediately covered his butt and howled incessantly.
Chapter completed!