There was resentment in the temple boy's eyes.

To get Yuanyou, you took it from Yinzhou City and other living people, and you were not allowed to kill the hundreds of ghosts in Yinzhou!!

"You can only be alone." The temple boy saw that Wu Hen's team members also wanted to follow, but he stopped him.

"Oh, everyone, rest here for a while. I'll talk to the leader of Yinzhou City." Wu Hen said.

After saying that, Wu Hen noticed that the ants around him were still on the ground, ready to attack everyone who survived the temple fair, which made Wu Hen puzzled.

"Now that it's over, can they leave safely?" Wu Hen asked.

"Leave?" The temple boy raised his eyebrows, looked around at the people around him, and said with a cold smile, "When did I say that you can leave Yinzhou City alive?"

Hearing this sentence, all the people gathered at the temple fair were stunned. They did not dare to take action against the people in charge of the temple fair, and could only stare at them with fear and anger!

Wu Hen also did not expect that the temple boy would say this.

There is no plan to let everyone leave??

Then why bother urging everyone to participate in the celebration of the people in the underworld?

Is it purely for the amusement of these powerful men of the underworld?

"I remember you didn't say that before. You said that Yin Lord is benevolent and will not take the lives of those who have not yet understood your true understanding. Why are you going back on your word now!" Wu Hen said angrily.

Wu Hen's words are also what the majority of people involved in Yinzhou City want to say.

This Lord of Yinzhou, if he kills living beings, is it possible that he also tortures them?

"If you don't understand the true meaning, just stay in Yinzhou and slowly understand it. The Lord will give you plenty of time, but I won't promise you to go back." The temple boy suddenly laughed, with contempt and disdain in his smile.

The temple boy stopped pretending, and directly adopted the attitude and eyes of a superior, as if he were looking at a group of humble slaves. The lives of slaves belong to their masters. Could it be that if they do a good job, they are no longer slaves?

"Is this your intention, or the Yin Lord's?" Wu Hen asked.

"I can decide on behalf of the Lord," the temple boy said.

At this moment, the people who survived the temple fair were completely panicked, especially the few remaining teams in Lingmian. They thought they could survive by following the rules of Yinzhou, but they never thought that they would just be allowed to live a little longer!

From the beginning, this was Hades.

Once you’re here, it’s impossible to leave!

"Don't panic, everyone. I'm going to talk to Lord Yin. Maybe Lord Yin is also reasonable..." Wu Hen also comforted loudly at this moment.

Wu Hen only said the first half of the sentence.

The second half of the sentence was held in his stomach.

In fact, he was very angry too!

Another ugly Tianmang...

"You are unreasonable, I will directly forgive you!"

Blood and other things, no matter how many small things flow, it is not unusual.

It only tastes the best.

For it, the greatest essence of the entire Yin Dragon is in the dragon head cup. Inside is a top-grade Yuanyou, which has been extracted, condensed, and nourished!

Braised faucet red soup!

Delicious, so delicious!

Xiaoyi ate happily. This was the happiest day for him since he followed Wu Hen. Finally he no longer needed to hunt for food by himself and finally felt the satisfaction of feeding!

Wu Hen put away the golden magic sword, and there was still a lot of golden heat steaming from his body.

He himself couldn't believe it, but he actually killed the most troublesome dragon headsmith with one blow with all his strength.

Although Longtoujiang and Red Face were fighting to the death, and he was harvesting the remaining blood, he was too fierce now, wasn't he?

My sister-in-law, who is still in heaven, will definitely feel extremely happy that she is so strong now!

"Xiaoyi, if you eat Zaiwu, it actually just balances the energy consumption of the Black Miracle Death Sword in the Evil Land, right?" Wu Hen asked.

Xiaoyi's mouth was full of oil after eating, and he was in a good mood. He no longer hid it, and told Wu Hen that he was making a little bit of money, which would allow him to exert even greater strength the next time he appeared as a saint.

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"Understood, if I need to use the Black Miracle Death Sword to deal with this Cangxia Yin Dragon, then when I need you to show my saintness next time, there will be nothing you can do. After all, the energy captured is not enough to sustain you to perform a Black Miracle.

The consumption of the Death Sword." Wu Hen said.

Almost, Xiaoyi said, it does need more feeding. The more powerful the existence in the wasteland, the calmer they are. Just like a cheetah or a lion, they will not chase and eat a little mouse meat on the plain.

The amount that reaches the mouth is not enough to consume fat.

"This Yin Lord of Yinzhou, King of Hell, should be fat enough, right?" Wu Hen raised his head and looked at the dark sky of Yinzhou.

The sky in Yinzhou seemed to be shrouded in the eye of a storm, with large amounts of dust and ashes slowly stirring, as if there was a bottomless abyss above.

Wisps of shadowy light fell from the eye of the stormy sky, shaped like an aurora, flowing between the sky and the earth, but the light was eerie and strange, and there was no beauty in it at all.

"Brother, there are also dragon claws, dragon breast meat, dragon waist skin, and dragon tail..." Yu Yu immediately reminded Wu Hen that those lamps are all Yuanyou!

"Don't worry, Captain Qin and Captain Cai are outside to help us stop it. Those shadow craftsmen should know that the faucet is gone." Wu Hen smiled, not so anxious.

The thick soup should be tasted slowly.

Otherwise, how can we express the perfect taste of staple dishes?

Wu Hen also understands the ways of the world.

Captain Qin Sheng and Captain Cai had been helping them for so long, but they still had to serve them a bowl.

When they deal with those Longzhan Yin craftsmen, they naturally want to take away Yuanyou.

Give them some, Wu Hen doesn't care, he just picks some more important parts of the dragon's head, they bite off the difficult ones, and then he takes action...

Without the dragon head, the Yin dragons cannot be combined together. The strength of the remaining Yin craftsmen is only between Ye You and Ting Ming. They have already fought with the Vulture Party and are exhausted.

After all, when the group was leaderless, Captain Qin and Captain Cai, who were in full condition, took them away cleanly!

It took a little while.

Wipe out the dragon lantern craftsmen one by one.

Wu Hen's record was outstanding, and he suddenly had fourteen small Yuanyou and two large Yuanyou on hand.

Considering that Yuan You could not immediately improve his strength, Wu Hen planned to keep them for now. His father also reminded him that Yuan You could buy more advanced weapons and suits...

Weapons and battle clothes are all ingredients of Xiaoyi, and their functions can be inherited by Xiaoyi.

Wu Hen felt that wearing a battle suit could greatly improve his combat capabilities, and also make it easier for him to hunt for higher-end delicacies in the wasteland to enjoy!

…

Yinzhou City Temple.

In the temple, a Yin Gong was sitting in the main hall, enjoying the tributes presented by his people.

The temple boy slowly walked in from the door, his body trembling slightly.

"The temple fair is almost over?" Yin Gong stroked his beard and asked calmly, "Less than 20% of the people are alive?"

The temple boy was trembling, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should say anything.

Yin Gong's eyes were sharp, and he said with some dissatisfaction: "Why are you hesitating? If you fart, hurry up!"

"It's better to end it as soon as possible. If this continues, not even 20% of the hundred ghosts will be left." The temple boy finally uttered these words.

Temple Yin Gong: "???"

"Well... the Yin Dragon is dead. Some powerful awakened people have begun to resist. Many of your subordinates have been hunted and killed by them. About 30% of the living people are left, and many ghosts have died..." Temple Tong said.

The temple master slapped the table fiercely!

This is unreasonable!!

That’s not true!!!

I extended my kindness to these outsiders and gave them a little dignity, and also gave them the opportunity to be promoted. I never thought that they would turn against Tiangang and actually hunt and kill my Baigui subordinates!

It’s the other way around!!

These lowly ants are rebelling!!

"I have observed carefully that there is a man named Wu Hen. He is the initiator of destroying the Hundred Ghost Celebration of our temple fair." The temple boy said.

"Really?" Temple Yin Gong raised the corner of his mouth, and a cold light shone in his narrow eyes, turning left and right like a character in an opera and thinking, "Could it be that they are also predators?"

"It's hard to judge for a young man, but he did ask about you intentionally or unintentionally," the temple boy said.

"Is he the one who has received the most wooden picks?" asked the temple's Yin Gong.

"Yes, according to the rules you set before..."

"Don't worry, I won't break my promise, but I still have to beat it when it's time to beat it." Temple Yin Gong said.

"Then I will end the temple fair's Hundred Ghost Ceremony immediately?" the temple boy asked.

The temple boy gave the temple boy a bored look and asked him to figure it out for himself.
To be continued...