Volume 1 Text_Chapter 29 Little Poison King Ancient Temple
Before he even got close, Huang Mao heard a moan and smelled a smell of sheepskin butt* from a distance.
Liao Qingfeng was fighting in the middle of the battle, unaware that death was coming. Just when he was about to change his tactics, suddenly a violent aura full of murderous intent came from a distance. He was so startled that he ran away without even wearing any trousers.
"Boom!"
I saw a huge wooden stick hit the bed, and the whole bed was torn apart. The woman on the bed didn't know what happened, but she was hit by the blow and died.
"Who!"
Liao Qingfeng roared.
He saw a masked strong man standing in front of him, holding a wooden stick, staring at him sinisterly.
Liao Qingfeng was a little confused as to why Deacon Liu didn't notice such a big movement inside, but he didn't know that Deacon Liu had already been turned into a pile of gold by Xiao Long through the wall.
"I am the young master of the Fire Cloud Sect. If you offend me, you are already punished by death! Kneel down, destroy your cultivation, and cut off your arms. I will spare your life!" Liao Qingfeng's eyes were red and he hissed.
.
"Bang!"
He was answered with a sap.
Liao Qingfeng was caught off guard and raised his arms to resist. He only heard a crisp "click" sound and both arms were broken simultaneously. There was a hint of shock on his expression.
He never thought that someone would dare to attack him in Huoyun City!
This simply subverted his cognition!
From childhood to adulthood, he has been instilled with the idea that Huoyun City is the territory of Huoyun Sect, and he is the young master of Huoyun Sect. On his own territory, he is the best in the world, and no one dares to disobey him.
In fact, this is indeed the case. He is running rampant in Huoyun City, bullying men and dominating women. Anyone who sees him must respectfully call him Mr. Liao.
But today, someone actually dared to attack him!
"I want you dead!"
Liao Qingfeng's pupils were bloodshot and his face was ferocious as he stared at him fiercely.
"If you have the guts, do it. As long as I die, my father will seal the entire Huoyun City, pull you out, cut off your flesh one by one, cramp your muscles and refine your bones, and die of torture!" Liao
Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said.
"Idiot!" Huang Mao raised his stick and was about to smash it down, but was stopped by Xiao Long.
"What's wrong, boss? This kind of rubbish can be beaten to death with a stick." Huang Mao was very puzzled.
"You are stupid. He is the son of the leader of the Huoyun Sect. If he dies, the entire Huoyun City will be in turmoil. Maybe we will be found out and how can we participate in the auction!" Xiao Long said.
"That's true." Huang Mao touched his chin and nodded in agreement.
When Liao Qingfeng saw this scene, he snorted coldly: "You're really scared of the good-for-nothing. Now that you've abandoned your cultivation and kowtowed to me to apologize, I'll be in a better mood. Maybe you'll be spared your life."
Suddenly, a stream of red energy burst out of Huang Mao's cuffs and entered Liao Qingfeng's dantian.
Liao Qingfeng's body froze, and he could clearly feel that there was a faint glow of hot Qi in his Dantian, which seemed to be ready to explode at any time.
"What did you do to me!" Liao Qingfeng jumped up directly.
"It's nothing, I just planted a will-o'-the-wisp seed on you. As long as I think about it, you will make a bang!"
Huang Mao raised his hand, made an explosion gesture, grinned and said: "Burn to ashes!"
Liao Qingfeng's ferocious face suddenly froze, like a cold current rushing from his back to the sky, his face was bloodless.
Finally, he felt fear!
"Get rid of it quickly, or I will kill your entire clan!" When he said this, Liao Qingfeng's tone softened, and his body was trembling with fear.
"Crack!"
Huang Mao slapped him on the face and slapped him out the door, his teeth shattered on the floor.
"Get out! If you dare to mess with me again, I will kill you!" A cold voice came from inside. Liao Qingfeng shuddered and rolled away.
There was only a mess left in the room.
"Boss, this human being is so weird. He dares to threaten me when he is about to die. I really don't know what he is thinking!" Huang Mao was still cursing.
"This is mental retardation, do you understand?"
"Retarded?" Huang Mao nodded, seeming to understand.
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The night passed quickly.
The next day, as the sun rose slowly and the morning breeze blew, everyone's eyes focused on the Qianlong Auction House.
The annual Fire Cloud Auction is held here.
Huang Mao is still dressed as a masked strong man, but his aura is deeper than before, and he has suddenly reached the state of condensation.
In Huoyun City, Ningzhen Realm warriors can be regarded as famous masters. However, these days, Huoyun City has gathered experts from various sects, and Ningzhen Realm warriors can be seen everywhere. Huang Mao is not so conspicuous.
"Young Master, don't be angry. Once you catch that person, throw him into the Fire Cloud Purgatory of the Fire Cloud Sect! Let him live but not die!"
Liao Qingfeng walked in front, followed by a white-faced middle-aged man who comforted him with a smile on his face.
Behind him, there was also a fat man with a pair of blue pupils like thousands of years of frost, which made people shudder. Anyone who looked at him would stay away. It was the famous Xue Qingwu.
"Hmph! You dare to scare me. When the auction is over, we will fully investigate the whereabouts of this person, find out his family, and destroy his entire family." Liao Qingfeng said fiercely.
He went back yesterday and asked his father, Liao Huoyun, to check his body personally, but found nothing abnormal in his body.
The so-called will-o'-the-wisp seeds are just to scare him!
Obviously, that person saw that he was the young master of the Fire Cloud Sect and did not dare to attack him, so he made up the so-called will-o'-the-wisp seeds to scare him away.
"Mr. Liao, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still have such a hot temper, and you are always killing people." At this time, an inappropriate sarcastic voice came over, and a young man with a gloomy face was looking at him sideways, with a sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Behind the gloomy boy, followed an old man with a hooked nose, his figure was like a withered skeleton, his pupils were cold, and his face was covered with a vague black aura.
"It's you!" Liao Qingfeng's eyes narrowed.
This young man, Liao Qingfeng, knew him as the young master of the Hidden Poison Sect, one of the four major sects, an ancient temple known as the "Little Poison King"!
Gu Cha is different from Liao Qingfeng. Liao Qingfeng is completely in the name of the young master of the Fire Cloud Sect. He is usually arrogant and extravagant and has no ambition to make progress. It was only at the age of twenty that he reached the first level of the Ningzhen Realm with the help of pills. He is a typical playboy.
Children.
But Gu Cha, who is over twenty years old, has reached the fifth level of the Ning Zhen Realm. His poison skills are mastered by the old Poison King. Challenges beyond the level are easier than eating and drinking. Even some elders in the sect are no match for him.
It is said that when the ancient temple broke through to the Ningzhen Realm, five auspicious clouds appeared in the sky. Such a genius may enter the Hidden Dragon List in the future and be powerful in all directions.
"Haha, Mr. Liao, I haven't seen you for so long, and you're still standing still! I heard that the third-grade elixir, the Condensing Pill, may appear in this auction. If you win it, you can be promoted to the second level of the Condensing Realm, a hundred feet.
Congratulations on taking a further step forward!"
Gu Cha sneered, with unabashed sarcasm in his words.