Chapter 62: Bloody Wedding Night (2)
There were only three people sitting in a secret room in the east courtyard of the Yun Mansion.
And these three people all have extremely high status in Liuyun City.
The person sitting in the first seat in the middle was naturally Luo Zhixiang, the young master of the Hehuan Sect who had just arrived.
The two people below are Yun Shan, the head of the Yun family, and Ming Lao, an elder of the Demon Cult.
"Young Master, I was on my way to Yun Nishang just now..." Seeing that Luo Zhixiang had arrived, Old Ming was about to speak about the matter of the young senior.
But he was interrupted by Luo Zhixiang just when he was halfway through his words:
"Master Ming, just tell me the result. Is Yun Nishang still alive? Is the great cultivator who was guessed to be a god-transforming master real?"
Luo Zhixiang is very anxious now.
It was so hard to come across a beauty like Yun Nishang, and if he used some tricks he might be able to get her, so he didn't want to hear any nonsense.
Yunshan was puzzled when he heard this, "That little bitch Yun Nishang ran away? What's the point of having a Divine Transformation cultivator?"
"It's like this, Patriarch Yun..." Elder Ming quickly repeated what he and the young master had guessed before.
"What! Master Xuan is dead?! There is a cultivator in Liuyun City who is suspected to be in the Divine Transformation Realm?!" Hearing his words, Yunshan's face suddenly changed.
Elder Xuan was at the Nascent Soul stage, yet he could be killed silently!
Who is this Divine Transformation cultivator who suddenly appeared?
If this happened in some small place, he could be the founder of a school of thought!
Luo Zhixiang said contemptuously: "Patriarch Yun, use your pig brain. If there really is a Divine Transformation cultivator, can Elder Ming still come back?"
"Really?" Yunshan looked at Ming Lao anxiously.
The word "transformation into a spirit" is really too oppressive. Any one of them can destroy all of them!
"Well, there is indeed no Divine Transformation cultivator, and Yun Nishang did not escape, but..."
Ming Lao nodded, but suddenly changed his tone and said in a deep voice:
“But on my way to the remote courtyard, I met a young senior!”
"Young senior?"??2.
Speaking of the previous encounter with Ning Changge, Elder Ming also had a look of fear on his face, "Yes, young senior."
"Senior is so young, it feels like he just came of age!"
"Not only that, the senior's realm is unfathomable. I probed into it with my soul at that time. Guess what happened?"
"What?"
Elder Ming was terrified, his voice was shaking, "The bottomless pit swallowed my soul in an instant. I suspect that the young senior has at least the cultivation level of Return to Void or even Fusion."
"Hiss!"
Hearing this, the two of them couldn't help but take a deep breath, even the air was cooled!
Elder Ming, who has reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, is currently the most powerful figure in Liuyun City.
He was actually so scared!
Who exactly is this young senior? !
"Should we continue with the wedding? What if the young senior finds out our true purpose? Will he..."
As Yunshan spoke, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"But if we can't bring Yun Nishang back, we won't be able to bear the Holy Lord's wrath!" Luo Zhixiang said hesitantly.
Besides, he had just met a beautiful woman and didn't want to give up so easily.
Hearing this, Elder Ming beside him smiled and waved his hand quickly:
"No, just follow the original plan."
"The senior is so powerful, if we reveal our true intentions, he will definitely notice it!"
"So we can't stop. Instead, we have to make a big fuss about it. As long as we get through tonight and wait for the Holy Lord to come, everything will be stable!"
"It makes sense."
Luo Zhixiang nodded. The Holy Lord is a Mahayana monk.
As soon as he arrives, no matter whether it's a senior or a young man, or a young senior, he will be able to solve it.
"In that case, I'll ask people to bring more drinks to make the scene more lively."
After saying this, Yunshan left immediately.
"Young Master, let's go too. You are the protagonist of tonight's wedding and you can't be absent." Listening to the laughter and clinking of glasses coming from outside, Old Ming said.
"No hurry." Luo Zhixiang shook his head and said:
"Master Ming, you brought the Six Desires Locking Spirit Incense from the sect. Do you have any more?"
Ming Lao nodded and said, "Yes, but what do you want this thing for, young master?"
The Six Desires Locking Spirit Incense is a specialty of the Hehuan Sect.
The dantian of those who are poisoned by this poison will be blocked by the power of the six desires, making it difficult for them to mobilize spiritual power and lose the ability to resist.
At the same time, the poisoned person will also be affected by the power of the six desires and become... ahem, those who understand will understand!
The drug is colorless and odorless and is difficult to detect.
However, this incense needs to be lit in advance, and the other party must smell it for at least half a quarter of an hour.
"Then light a few in the hall later." Luo Zhixiang ordered.
Elder Ming asked, "Young Master, you want to poison the young senior, but this incense is only effective for cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage!"
"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid."
He certainly didn't use it to deal with the young seniors.
After seeing the woman with a veil on her face, Luo Zhixiang thought about poisoning her.
Elder Ming was still worried and warned, "Young Master, you must not touch Yun Nishang. She is left to the Holy Lord."
After the Six Desires Locking Spirit Incense is lit in the hall, everyone except them will be poisoned.
If the young master loses his bestiality and accidentally touches Yun Nishang, and the Holy Lord blames him, they will all die.
"Haha, Master Ming, just rest assured. If I wanted to touch her, I would have done it long ago."
Luo Zhixiang chuckled, then as if thinking of someone, he asked, "By the way, Xiao Yue, where did this slutty woman go? Why doesn't she come over here?!"
"Miss Nishang said that she is resting in her room and should be here soon."
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the other side.
"Oh! It hurts!"
"Are you okay, miss?"
Ning Changge looked at the woman who fell to the ground in front of him and said softly.
"Sir, you hurt me!"
On the ground was a delicate woman with a rosy face and a cherry mouth that made a very perverse sound.
"This... seems like you didn't look at the road, and you were going too fast, so you hit yourself."
Ning Changge explained patiently.
Xiao Yue said delicately: "That's also the young master's fault, who told you to be so strong!"
"Forehead..."
There were three black lines on Ning Changge's forehead.
He didn't blame the other person for bumping into him and wasting his time.
As a result, the other party turned the tables and blamed him first.
Xiao Yue was biting her red lips and looking at Ning Changge pitifully, "Master, why don't you help me up?"
"I have something urgent to do and need to leave first. Girl, you better get up on your own."
Having said that, Ning Changge walked around her and was about to leave.
Xiao Yue reached out and grabbed his foot, "Master, I sprained my ankle and can't get up."
Xiao Yue can't let Ning Changge go.
There was a strong, pure yang aura on him, and she could smell it from a distance.
It smells so good!
"Girl, please respect yourself!"
Ning Changge tried hard to pull the foot that was caught, but found that he couldn't pull it out.
"Sir, I really sprained my ankle!"
Xiao Yue held on tightly.
Only a fool would believe such a lame excuse!
Hearing this, Ning Changge thought to himself.
He felt like he was really being blackmailed.
Moreover, it is obvious that this woman is not a decent woman, so it is better to avoid any beautiful misunderstandings.
ps: The death of a shabby female villain should be acceptable to everyone...