"You finally couldn't help it and asked anyway." Qing Yue sneered and said: "The reason why I don't go back to China is that I have nothing to hide. I killed too many people in China and had too many enemies.
If I go back to China, I don’t know how many people want to deal with me, and there will definitely be a bloody storm."
"So what? Is there anyone in China who can be your opponent?"
Edison opened his mouth and said that in his eyes, Qing Yue was already a supreme being, and it was impossible for anyone to defeat him.
"Short-sighted."
In the shadows, it seemed that Qing Yue shook his head, and his hoarse voice continued: "The powerful people in China are like Lin, and they are definitely not what you see on the surface. Don't forget, just a Xuanjizi can defeat you.
Explode. What’s more, there are no less than ten people in China who can reach the level of Xuanjizi.”
Xuanjizi, Edison was very familiar with this person.
He went to China once and made trouble in China. He was beaten by Xuanjizi until he could not find the north. He finally fled and never entered China again.
It was also at that time that Edison's physical fitness began to decline. He was not afraid of bright light, and now he could only live in the dark.
Of course, he is recovering now.
Hearing Qing Yue mention Xuan Ji Zi's name, Edison's eyes were full of resentment and he said solemnly: "Xuan Ji Zi is just what you Chinese call Lian Zhen. How can I be your opponent, Mr. Qing Yue."
"Lian Zhen! Hum, only a fool would believe that he is Lian Zhen." Qing Yue snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "To be honest, even now, I may not be his opponent."
"Is it that powerful?"
Edison's heart skipped a beat and he was a little surprised.
Qing Yue said: "China has been inherited for thousands of years. It is not surprising that there is a master like Xuanjizi."
Edison asked: "Mr. Qingyue, when will you return to China? Will you never go back?"
"How could I not go back? Everything I did was to return to China. Those who once drove me out of China, I must let them all die by my hands."
Qing Yue said coldly, with murderous intent in his tone.
Edison felt enveloped by a coercion, shuddered, and said: "Mr. Qingyue, you just said that there are so many masters in China. If you go back to China alone, will you..."
Qing Yue interrupted: "Who said I am alone? I am not alone."
Edison's eyes lit up and he asked, "Is there anyone like you, Mr. Qingyue?"
"right."
Qing Yue nodded, but did not say how many people there were.
Edison knew that Qing Yue didn't want to talk more, so he changed the topic and asked: "Mr. Qing Yue, if you don't practice the art of Gu insects, why do you want to snatch the psychic blood book?"
"I robbed it for someone else." Qing Yue didn't say any more and slowly retreated into the shadows, completely losing sight of him.
"You continue to recover. After half a year, when the time is up, I will notify you. When the time comes, you go to China to kill Chen Yang."
After saying this last sentence, there was no movement in the shadow.
"Mr. Qingyue, Mr. Qingyue..."
Edison called several times but got no response.
He walked to the shadows and checked to see if anyone was there. Qing Yue had left quietly.
Edison took a deep breath and thought to himself that if Qingyue took action, he might not even be able to touch his clothes and would be killed.
Under the Bellagio Hotel, there is a Mercedes Benz S6oo parked.
A man wearing a windbreaker and a large-brimmed hat walked towards s6oo.
He lowered his head slightly and walked very calmly, exuding the aura of a superior.
The driver opened the door for the man and he got into the back seat.
There was already a person in the back row. She was a woman. She looked about 27 or 28 years old. She was very beautiful. She was wearing a tight-fitting long skirt that outlined her curvy figure.
Although the woman is beautiful, her eyes are somewhat sinister.
Seeing the man getting into the car, she put out the cigarette in her hand and said, "Qing Yue, do I want to go back to China?"
Qing Yue raised his head and took off his big-brimmed hat, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. His eyes were indifferent, and there was a scar at the corner of his eye, which added a bit of ruthlessness to him.
He looked at the woman and said in confusion: "Xin'er, why are you going back? These are extraordinary times. It's too dangerous for you to go back."
This Xin'er, whose full name is Tu Xin, is Qing Yue's woman.
Tu Xin frowned and said in a deep voice: "I have to go back. Now the worms in my body have begun to become restless and may devour my life at any time. By then I will not be able to maintain my current appearance and will become a fifty-year-old
I don’t want to be like that, an old woman of many years old.”
Qing Yue sighed: "You are too impatient to practice the art of Gu Insects. Even if you were once a holy witch and did not have the Psychic Blood Code, you would not be able to control so many Gu Insects. Although your Gu Insects are powerful now, they will eventually
It’s not a long-term solution.”
"It's all my fault to that bastard Deng Chong. When I wanted to use the Miao and Miao people to refine the poison, he dared to stop me. I am a holy witch and the faith of the Miao. I should do whatever I do, and it is not his Miao king's turn.
Tube."
Tu Xin was furious, with a ferocious face and murderous intent in his eyes.
Qing Yue said: "Deng Chong doesn't know what's good and what's good. The Witch Miao's psychic blood book is lost. The Holy Witch wants to practice Gu worms and strengthen her body, so she can only refine the Gu worms through the human body's Gu sacs, but he just doesn't know the difference. Hum.
, when I return to China, I must kill him."
Qing Yue looked at Tu Xin, changed the subject, and continued: "But what can you do if you return to China this time?"
Tu Xin calmed down her excitement and said in a deep voice: "I have received news that the current Holy Witch has practiced the Psychic Blood Code, integrated the All Spirit Gu Insect, and has now left the Witch Miao."
Qing Yue said: "Are you going to China to snatch the Psychic Blood Code?"
"Yes." Tu Xin nodded: "As long as I have the Psychic Blood Code, and with the help of the all-spirited worms in the body of the current holy witch, I can practice the witch doctor skills in the Psychic Blood Code. When the time comes
Kill the Wu Miao back and see who can stop me."
Qing Yue frowned and said: "But if I return to China, Yanhuang Palace will definitely take action. The current strength of the organization is not enough to compete with the entire Yanhuang Palace."
Tu Xin said: "You have done too much to kill, and of course the Yanhuang Palace will not let you go. But I am just an enemy of Wu Miao. When I return to China, neither the Yanhuang Palace nor the various sects will cause trouble for me."
"I'm not worried if you go back alone." Qing Yue muttered, "Well, I'll arrange for two of Lian Zhen's subordinates to go with you."
"good."
Tu Xin nodded, walked closer to Qing Yue, touched Qing Yue's underside with his hand, and said, "We can't see each other for half a month after this goodbye. I can't bear to leave you."
"If you can't bear it, then come."
Qing Yue sneered and tore Tu Xin's skirt...
After a while, there was a wheezing sound in the car, but the driver in front seemed to be unfazed and did not react at all.