"Xiao Yan?" Zhong Ping frowned slightly, "It seems she is hopeless. Okay, you go down first. I will come back to you if anything happens."
"Yes, sir." Qi Huan responded and stepped back respectfully.
After leaving the house, Qi Huan stood up straight and walked towards the house opposite. Along the way, the villagers greeted Qi Huan respectfully. When he came to the house, Qi Huan opened the door and walked in. However,
, he had just stepped into the house when he saw a sharp cold light flashing in front of him. Faced with this sudden change, Qi Huan immediately reacted and flew back.
However, before he could exit the room, a strong gust of wind suddenly came from behind him. When he glanced around, he saw a man holding a sharp sword and stabbing from behind. Under attack from both sides, Qi Huan pointed his toes and immediately moved toward
He ran away. But at this moment, a powerful force suddenly struck him, hitting him hard. Suddenly, Qi Huan's face turned pale, and a stream of blood spat out from his mouth.
After suffering heavy injuries, Qi Huan's actions immediately became sluggish. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the two men responsible for the sneak attack rushed over quickly and restrained his body so that he could not move. He looked at the middle man walking in front of him.
Qi Huan, a young man, said coldly: "Who are you?"
"It's better that you don't know." The middle-aged man said slowly, "Let me ask you, is the Lord here?"
Qi Huan said in a deep voice: "I don't know who the master is. You have found the wrong person."
"Really?" the middle-aged man sneered, "Then who was the person you went to see just now?"
"Just a friend."
"Hmph! You dare to speak harshly, kill him!" As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the sword-wielding man immediately waved the sharp sword in his hand. A cold light flashed, and a stream of blood suddenly spattered on Qi Huan's body and fell on the ground.
"Surround that room and don't let the people inside escape."
At this moment, Zhong Ping, who was meditating quietly in the room, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the flashing figures outside the window, and shook his head secretly.
"Come out, everyone, I know you are here."
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the four walls of the house were instantly destroyed. Then, dozens of men came from all around, surrounding him in the middle.
"Lord Lord." At this time, the middle-aged man slowly walked out of the crowd, looked at Zhong Ping and said, "I finally found you."
Zhong Ping looked at the other person calmly and said, "Whose subordinate are you?"
"King of Ghosts."
"Didn't Xiao Yan come with you?"
"What is Master Xiao's identity? Why bother her with such a trivial matter?" the middle-aged man said, "Lord Master, our Ghost King would like to invite you to visit the Death City."
"Go back and tell the Ghost King that I am not interested in seeing him. Also, tell him not to disturb me in the future."
The middle-aged man sneered and said: "Lord Lord, this is not up to you. The Ghost King has an order. If I can't invite you, then I will raise my head to see him. Sir, for the sake of my head, please do it."
Come with me."
"Since you know who I am, you still dare to threaten me. Aren't you afraid of death?"
"I can't help it. I'm just following orders."
Hearing this, Zhong Ping smiled calmly, closed his eyes again, and stopped paying attention to the other party. Seeing this, the middle-aged man frowned slightly and said, "Lord Lord, it seems that I have only offended you." After saying this, he waved his hand and counted.