Chapter 181

Jiang Yan was shocked just now.

[Shen Ji Bai Lian] is essentially not a method for fighting, but a method for refining and transforming objects.

If [Feng Hou Qi Men] is the highest method of Qi Men.

Then [Shen Ji Bai Lian] is the highest level representative of refining and transforming objects.

It can easily practice various powerful magic weapons, and it can also, domineeringly, refine other people's magic weapons in an instant and turn them into your own!!

Imagine that when the other party is ready to fight with the treasure, he passes by and finds that the treasure no longer belongs to him. How exciting.

Jiang Yan closed his eyes.

Silently began to learn this [Shen Ji Bai Lian].

Now he has no time to refine weapons.

What can be used is still the hundred refinements.

While he was concentrating on practicing.

Boss Cheng Wancheng also discovered the existence of Huang Xiaoniu.

But he did not show any remorse.

Instead, he laughed mockingly.

"Great, great." Cheng Wan looked at Huang Xiaoniu sternly, his tone full of sarcasm, "Why, you've been dead for so many years, and you're still thinking about my money?"

"I told you that year, you're a poor dog, what qualifications do you have to step into my house?"

"You're just a dirty and humble maggot, only worthy of living a life of a bitch in your Huangjia Village with your lame and blind father."

"Are you worthy of thinking about my life of superiority?"

Cheng Wan said as he stood beside Ye Tian.

He was in the upper class of the imperial capital, so he was naturally familiar with the Imperial Capital Ghost Control Club.

He remembered Ye Tian's name even more.

The young generation of the special task force has ten talented ghost controlers such as Jiang Weiran.

The top ten ghost controlers of the Imperial Capital Ghost Control are no weaker than them.

Ye Tian is the ninth among them.

With such a person around, Cheng Wan had the capital to be arrogant.

"I..." Huang Xiaoniu, who was still sitting at the table blankly, stared blankly at the empty plate, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not thinking about the money..."

"Dad..."

Yan Qingtong and Jiang Yan were hiding nearby, listening with a slightly stern look, realizing that there might be something else going on.

Huang Xiaoniu didn't look like he had come back to the capital specifically for money.

Deng Qing, the leader of [Transformation], laughed: "I know, I called you to come, just teasing you~~Hahahaha, I said, the rich dad in the capital is sick, with a serious disease called stomachache."

"You are such a fool, running to the hilltop of Huangjia Village, cutting a bunch of herbs, walking for two days and two nights back to the capital, just to send this kind of rubbish to Boss Cheng, can he look down on it?"

"Poor and inferior, at such a young age, you are quite calculating, thinking that you can make rich people accept you by being attentive and playing the emotional card? Dream on!!"

Cheng Wan said disgustedly: "Tsk tsk, you don't even know what the herbs are, and you have the nerve to send them to me."

"Doing this will only make me more disgusted!"

"Poor and smelly!"

The silent Huang Xiaoniu.

His whole body was shaken.

Suddenly he raised his head and looked at Cheng Wan.

The empty eye sockets with blood and tears were surprisingly without eyeballs.

"I didn't."

Although he had turned into a ghost, there was no emotion in his words, only endless coldness and indifference.

But.

Jiang Yan and Yan Qingtong could still hear the reluctance and pain behind it.

580A seven or eight-year-old child, after receiving the ill-intentioned kindness of a rich father in the imperial capital, believed it to be true and cared about the other party's health. Because of a stomachache, he dug herbs and ran dozens of kilometers into the city to treat this "father".

How sincere, and how pitiful.

"It's just a beast!!" Yan Qingtong gritted his teeth, wishing to shoot the two people who harmed the child.

"Under the clothes, they have a heart worse than a dog!"

Jiang Yan said nothing.

But his eyes gradually became cold.

Even Ye Tian.

He also gave Deng Qing and Cheng Wan a thumbs up and said with a teasing smile: "I thought the evil ghosts controlled by us ghost riders were evil enough, but I finally understood it after seeing the two bosses today."

"What is real evil?"

"We still have room for improvement."

He turned his head again and looked at Huang Xiaoniu, whose aura was gradually becoming violent, "Little brat, I will protect these two people. Today you have only one way, which is to go back to the club with me and become our ghost slave."

"Otherwise..."

The aura of a four-star ghost king slowly rose from Ye Tian's body.

"I will die!!!"

Under the magical power of Dongxu Tongyou.

Jiang Yan saw the strength scores of these seven people.

Ye Tian was the strongest, with a ghost power score of 5.3 million.

The other six people had at least 300,000, and the most had a ghost power score of 4 million.

He really had the capital to talk to Huang Xiaoniu like this.

"Ah!!!!"

Huang Xiaoniu seemed to be stimulated.

The Yin Qi rose sharply.

Behind him, the curse veins that Jiang Yan had seen before suddenly appeared, dancing wildly and rushing towards Cheng Wan.

After a closer look.

Jiang Yan discovered that this curse vein was actually...

The bloody herbs were twisted together, and blood was still dripping from them.

Ye Tian sneered: "Stubborn."

"Well, I'll teach you a lesson."

He took out a letter.

The envelope was full of stains, and the blood had turned black and brown.

When the envelope was opened.

What slipped out was...

A peeled-off human face!!!

This thing had a very evil origin. A hundred years ago, an honest and ordinary person was put in a sack and taken away because the powerful class needed someone to take the death penalty. He was skinned alive and then his face was replaced with that person who was sentenced to death.

It can be said that Ye Tian was lucky to get this. He was lucky to escape death.

The human-skin face was driven by Ye Tian.

It soon floated up.

It stuck to Huang Xiaoniu's face.

Huang Xiaoniu was like facing a great enemy.

He stretched out his hand desperately and blocked this human-skin face three feet in front of him.

The puppet rope curse he spread out was also stuck in place by the human-skin face, and could not move forward.

The two began to stalemate.

"You are all four-star ghost kings. I wonder how many curses you can withstand!" Ye Tian said proudly.

The six people behind him took action one after another.

The club ghost tamer with 4 million ghost power had long hair and a woman's ghost face appeared from the back of his head.

She grinned sinisterly.

Her weird laughter that seemed to pierce the soul could be heard throughout the entire flat.