The people of Fair Town have formed a tacit understanding.

Silently sucking the blood of the Fu family.

Over the years, there have been more and more rich people in Pinghe Town. They became rich by lying on the corpses of the Fu family.

At this time, Fu Junying is now in the opium shop, lying on Ruyan's lap, smoking Fulu ointment.

Enjoy the last beauty of its life.

The poison penetrates into the bone marrow.

The young master of the Fu family is hopeless.

But, this is not important.

Tomorrow the patrol station will help Fu Junying collect the body.

Someone will help him organize his funeral.

Everything is well arranged.

The ancestral home of the Fu family fell into the hands of Qian Youduo.

But I have too much money and can’t wait until dawn.

He understood that taking away the treasure before the many forces in Fair Town could react was the most important thing at the moment.

If it weren't for my grandfather who had a lot of money, he would have been the housekeeper of the Fu family.

How can you know such a top-secret secret if you have so much money?

Mr. Fu hid this secret very well.

"There is a dark room under the Fu family's ancestral hall, and the rare treasure is enshrined in the dark room."

"Not many people know about this darkroom anymore."

"Everyone who knows is dead."

"I was not involved in this matter, but I overheard Mr. Fu talking in his sleep and discovered the secret."

Qian Duduo still remembers what his grandfather said to him before he died.

If the Fu family was still in its heyday, Qian Duoduo would not dare to think too much about this rare treasure.

But Mr. Fu is already dead.

The Fu family has fallen to this point.

He secretly purchased the ancestral home of the Fu family and took away this rare treasure. How would outsiders know what he got?

The ancestral home of the Fu family is relatively remote, located on the edge of Pinghe Town.

It is built near mountains and rivers.

The fengshui here is very good.

Later, Mr. Fu's family continued to repair and expand it, and it has become a must-see attraction in Pinghe Town.

Qian Duoduo took out one-fifth of his greedy wealth over the years and then mortgaged it from Fu Junying.

People go to the empty ancestral house and the quiet environment.

Qian Duoduo carried a lantern and jumped over the wall to enter the Fu family's ancestral land.

The servants of the Fu family scattered and fled.

No one is taking care of this villa anymore.

The scenery of the villa is unique and beautiful.

But I have too much money and I am not in the mood to appreciate it.

He went straight to the Fu family ancestral hall.

He has been exploring the Fu family's ancestral home for a long time, and the terrain is very familiar.

Soon we passed through the hall, entered the backyard, and then entered the Fu family ancestral hall through a secluded path from the backyard.

The ancestral hall is old.

Mr. Fu did not make too many changes to the ancestral hall. Even if he repaired it, he only sent people to supervise the work of the workers.

Extremely cautious.

Creak.

Open the door of the ancestral hall.

A smell of mold hit my nose.

Qian Duoduo sighed, Mr. Fu had a good idea, and he would not live in peace even if he gave birth to this prodigal son.

However, without this prodigal son and too much money, the Fu family would not dare to think of hiding the treasure.

The power of the Fu family back then was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

There are so many martial artists begging for food under his command.

Even Mr. Fu is a strong man in the bone refining realm.

However, life span is limited after all.

Illness is overwhelming, blood and vitality are aging, Yama is demanding life, and there is no way to stop it.

The ancestral hall honors the ancestors of the Fu family.

Spider webs were thickly covered, and the Fu family's ancestor cards fell to the ground.

No one took care of it either.

Fu Junying, it is really not a pity to die.

Qian Duoduo wanted to seize the Fu family's rare treasures, and even Fu Junying played a big role today.

If Fu Junying only fights for a moment, no matter how many tricks he has, he will not be able to shake the Fu family.

According to what grandpa said, Qian Daduo found the mechanism that opened the underground darkroom and twisted it gently.

The floor of the ancestral hall immediately split open, and a passage appeared.

A large amount of air poured into the passage and into the darkroom, which suddenly became as bright as day.

The surrounding non-extinguishing fire oil will automatically burn when it comes into contact with air, igniting the entire darkroom.

Qian Duoduo turned around and looked behind him. There was no movement, but the bright moonlight shone into the ancestral hall.

Dragging a long shadow, Qian Duoduo held a lantern and stepped into the Fu family's darkroom step by step.

...

"The demonic energy is getting stronger and stronger."

Baili Feihong looked solemn.

He could sense a terrifying demonic aura awakening.

The demonic aura is getting stronger and stronger.

It was even more powerful than the bat vampire demon that the guarding envoy Gong Yangyan killed back then.

How powerful is the bat vampire demon?

Zheng Yishan, who was about to enter the level of god refining, failed to leave the bat vampire demon behind.

And the demonic aura sensed by Baili Feihong hit his senses one after another, like a hurricane.

A trace of cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

He hesitated.

Yes, the strength of this demon definitely exceeds the level of refining gods.

If he recovers completely, he will be the Suppressing Demon Division's formidable enemy.

Baili Feihong, who originally wanted to handle the matter quietly, did not hesitate and took off the demon-suppressing token hanging from his waist.

Enter the blood element and point to the sky.

A strange light of energy broke through the sky, blooming like fireworks, illuminating the world.

In Fair Town.

Many disciples from aristocratic families were holding Mei Jiao Niang in their arms, drinking fine wine, reciting poems and admiring the moonlight.

This sky-reaching light shines above the sky.

It's like the most beautiful fireworks in full bloom.

Suddenly, he was very excited and pointed at the fireworks.

"Designate who won the money in the gambling house, set off fireworks, and celebrate."

"Haha, fireworks easily get cold. Mr. Tang, what you call fireworks stand still in the sky, forming a dazzling pattern? They are not fireworks."
To be continued...