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    This room is more like a small pet pet room than an office.

    In the middle of many glass boxes, a man with long hair was holding a small stick and was teasing a poison frog.

    Seeing that the poison frog never paid attention to him, the man sighed and went to play with other pets.

    "Tell me, what's the matter with me?" The man turned his back to Xiao Ying, and his attention was almost all on the pet in the glass box.

    Xiao Ying didn't care about his attitude, only said: "I want to make a deal with you."

    "Oh? Your statement is quite novel. When they come to the door, they all say that they are asking me for help."

    The man fed a corpse worm with rotten meat, and the meat was full of rancidity, but the corpse worms enjoyed it as if they had seen a delicious meal.

    "You have a lot of confidence in yourself," he said, "but do you think there is something in you that is good enough to make a deal with me?"

    "Don't mention money, it's too common to mention money. I'm not short of money, too many people try to give me money."

    Xiao Ying listened to his pretense with a blank expression, and waited until he was finished before opening his mouth: "A moron wizard with a low-level magic power who holds a half-damaged low-level magic weapon, dares to stand in front of me. Qualifications?"

    When it comes to pretending, Emperor Xiao Ying never loses.

    Tang Yu was almost stabbed by a scorpion while feeding the pet.

    He closed the pet crate and turned to look at the person behind him.

      People are not very close.

    The moment Tang Yu saw Xiao Ying, the hairs on her back stood up, her whole body tense and she was in a state of extreme alertness.

    It's like... a small animal at the bottom of the food chain, encountering a powerful hunter at the top of the food chain.

    Tang Yu's forehead is gradually covered with a layer of fine sweat, he looks feminine and some boys and girls, usually the least like people staring at him, but now let alone stop the other party, he moves I couldn't move, I didn't even have the strength to open my mouth.

    Tang Yu's magic power is weak, but no matter how weak he is, he is still a wizard. It was the perception only among the wizards that clearly told him how strong a monster was standing in front of him.

    He thought of many ways to escape, including secretly sending messages to his family elders, but he gave up after deliberation.

    Not useful.

    This is not an ordinary smashing hall. He can't beat him to call his parents. In the face of Xiao Ying, he is afraid that it will be useless to call the Tang Family Gu King.

    Outsiders are both dao witches and gu regardless of family, and the Southern witch is divided into two factions, shaman and gu. In fact, only those who have truly acquired some inheritance will know that the Gu technique is only one of the myriad magical powers of the ancient Wu clan.

    "Don't be nervous," she said, "I don't mean anything to you, I just want to talk to you about a business."

    As her cold voice fell, the pressure on Tang Yu dropped suddenly, but her face was still a little pale, and she didn't believe Xiao Ying's words.

    Xiao Ying didn't pay attention to the young man in front of him at first, but when he looked again, he realized that something was wrong with him.

    In terms of talent, everyone would think that Tang Yu is a king, but in terms of strength, bronze is reluctant.

    Tang Yu's physique is special, his body is like a funnel, no matter how much magic power he cultivates, as long as it exceeds a certain amount, the extra part will be turned into nothingness and scattered in the world.

    "Do you want to practice magic power like ordinary wizards? I can help you." Xiao Ying saw the unconcealed shock in Tang Yu's eyes, and said slowly, "But I need You do something for me."

    After Xiao Ying formed a contract with Hei Teng, he obtained the complete inheritance of the ancient Wu clan. In the memories handed down by the ancestors, the practice of witchcraft is to the extreme, which can be called commanding the world, following the law, turning hands into clouds and covering hands into rain.

    The stronger you are, the more you desire power. So is Xiao Ying.

    The Taoist sect has the thunder tribulation from the sky to sharpen itself, and the Witch Race naturally has a method of training and promotion.

     There are even more powerful people, who have cultivated the true magic body, fit the heaven and earth, and control all living beings with the law.

    It’s a pity that the former powerhouses either died in the change of heaven and earth, or they sensed the end of heaven and earth in advance, and left early, leaving behind ten thousand inheritances.

    The inheritance of the "walking among the world" of the Wu people was cut off hundreds of years ago, and even the descendants of the Wu people knew about it.

    According to the selection conditions of the past dynasties, Xiao Ying is a well-deserved human walk of this generation.

    What she has to do now is to perform the duty of walking on earth.

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    "Tang Yu, who are you taking me to see? If you really want to help me, take me to see the king. If the king can't help me, I'll give up." The person who spoke was a young man who was a few years older than Tang Yu. The two seemed to have a good relationship, and there was a lot of familiarity and closeness between the words.

    Tang Yu walked to the door, her thin lips pursed and her chin tensed. Obviously, the whole person was in a state of extreme tension. He raised his hand and knocked on the door, then leaned over and bowed. : "Master, Xie Mingyang is here."

    Xie Mingyang was frightened by the small and respectful attitude, even in the face of a hundred-year-old Gu King, Tang Yu had never been so fearful.

    "This is your master? When did you have another master?" Xie Mingyang asked in a low voice.

    Tang Yu didn't say much, just said to him: "Go in. If my master can't solve your troubles, then no one in this world can help you."

    Xie Mingyang knows Tang Yu's temperament, and these words are by no means unreasonable. He walked in quickly, and when he entered the room, he saw the man in a dark robe. He didn't look carefully. He stepped forward and bowed: "Xie family Xie Mingyang, I have seen senior."

    Xiao Ying looked up at him.

    After Xie Mingyang saw her face clearly, he froze and blurted out subconsciously: "You are Tang Yu's master? Tang Yu should not be mine..." Not even ten.

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    "Tell me, who did you offend?"

    "Can I eat this?" Kuroto asked her.

    "Can't."

    Xiao Ying waited for a long time and did not hear Xie Mingyang's answer.

    Xie Mingyang's mind was in a mess at the moment, seeing Xiao Ying's glance, he said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, senior, this... I don't know, my popularity is very good, but it is not ruled out that someone knows With one set and another secretly, people are separated from each other, and I don't know when I offended others and let them put so much effort into killing me."

    Xie Mingyang was born in the wealthy Xie family and was born rich and wealthy. He has been living smoothly for more than 20 years. Until the second half of last year, he somehow began to change his luck. At first, it was just a little bit unlucky, and then serious and minor illnesses continued. Xie's family later realized that his situation was not right, and asked people from Taoism to help "see the spirit".

    We have invited several people in a row, and either can't see the problem at all, or they can see a little problem, but there is no way to solve it, so let them hire someone else.

    Xie Mingyang came to ask Tang Yu when he saw that the Taoist priests his family were looking for couldn't help him.

    Hearing Xiao Ying's previous sentence "After two days, you will surely die", Xie Mingyang was stunned. Those Taoists only said that someone borrowed his luck, but did not say that even his Life is also borrowed!

    Xiao Ying frowned and looked at Xie Mingyang for a while, then said, "Forget it. It's okay if I don't know."

    Xiao Ying showed the black vine wrapped around his wrist, and asked it as if he was talking to someone: "Is the blood boy crawling on him the one before?"

    Hei Teng carefully identified: "No, this one doesn't smell like the previous one."

    Xiao Ying is accustomed to the very different "smell" of his own vine cubs, and in the face of the overwhelming stench of blood and resentment, only he can say "fragrance".

    Sometimes she wondered if her blood smelled just as bad, otherwise how could Hei Teng say that her blood tasted the most fragrant.

    "It's not good to eat this person, then it should be OK to eat the blood boy?"

    Xiao Ying said: "Not yet."

    She stretched out her finger and drew a magic talisman out of thin air, penetrated into Xie Mingyang's body, forced the blood boy who was clinging to him out, and by the way also formed a magic talisman in Xie Mingyang's body brand.

    With this mark, even if Xie Mingyang doesn't know who the person who wants to harm him is, the other party has no chance to attack him again.

    Xie Mingyang has neither spiritual power, nor magic power, he is just an ordinary person, and it is said that he cannot see the blood boy. But Hei Teng is a thousand-year-old vine monster, most fond of blood and filth, and is the nemesis of the world's demons and monsters.

    "Is this, this thing has been on me?" Xie Mingyang looked at the mass of unknown creatures on the ground, the unspeakable stench made his stomach churn.

    Xiao Ying condensed the blood boy into a bead and put it away, then called Tang Yu who was guarding outside the door.

    "Master." When Tang Yu entered the door, he first glanced at Xie Mingyang, who was pale and pale. After seeing that his face was ugly and not in serious trouble, he breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Xiao Ying.

    It seems that Xie Mingyang's troubles can be solved by Master.

    Xiao Ying pointed at Xie Mingyang: "Take him away and let him wash his filth."

    After finishing speaking, he emphasized: "Remember to wash it several times." Otherwise, it will stink to death.

    No matter how slow and frightened Xie Mingyang was, he could hear the strong disgust in Xiao Ying's tone. It was the first time he was so disgusted when he grew up... Most importantly, he didn't dare to beep .

    "Yes." Tang Yu hurriedly left with Xie Mingyang. Cleaning filth is the same as removing evil spirits. Ordinary people are contaminated with evil spirits and ghosts. After being removed by others, they must be cleaned. Otherwise, the filth will be rooted in the body, which will have a great impact on qi luck and longevity.

    After the two left, Xiao Ying picked up the blood bead condensed by the blood boy and asked the black vine wrapped around her wrist: "Do you want to eat it?"

    The vine cub nodded wildly.

    Xiao Ying had a smile in his eyes and put away the blood beads.

    "I won't let you eat."

    Hei Teng was very angry: "Why? It was still disabled by me! I work for you, you don't pay me wages, you are illegal!"

    Xiao Ying: "...Cub, I asked you to follow the Justice Channel to teach you to abide by the law, not to ask you to ask me for a salary."