Still lost.

Qi Yun's brows frowned tightly.

They were sitting here, and their butts were numb.

Could it be that their plaque is not loud enough?

Even the brows of Tian and others gradually frowned.

"Young Master, do you want to go out and shout a few times?"

Lian Tian asked.

Qi Yun sneered and said, "Call me twice? Do you really think you are a showman?"

Lian Tian suddenly showed an embarrassment.

"King Qin Guang, you guys go out and tie someone up for me and bring the mask with you!"

Qi Yun said coldly.

It's really outrageous.

Such a large storefront is located here, just from the plaque, you can tell that it is very stylish, but no one comes here.

Since I can't come, Qi Yun is not polite.

Even if you tie a guest, you have to tie him up.

The reputation of the underworld must be made.

Even if the means are worse, what can it be considered?

Anyway, it’s not really doing business, everyone fights and kills, so what methods can’t be used?

Blood Spirit Hou sneered and said, "Yes, young master!"

He had long been unable to hold back.

Whatever you wait, according to his personality, you should kill all the people in the entire street, destroy all the facades, leaving only one underworld.

Only in this way is a good way to be truly famous.

The Blood Spirit Hou wore a mask and walked out with a 2.5-meter-long body. With an unspeakable force, Lian Tian and others hurriedly followed behind.

On the street, there was mist.

A group of three people came from a distance, with a cautious expression, wearing masks and black cloaks, and their eyes looked around from time to time.

"Dad, what a terrifying place, are the people here living people..."

A girl's tone was a little unnatural, and she walked here with her hair frosty.

The leader frowned and whispered: "I told you not to follow me, but you insist on following me. Is this place fun? If you take a wrong step, you won't know how you die?"

The girl's eyes shrank and she didn't dare to say more.

Not long ago, when she heard that his father was coming to Killer Valley, she was still energetic and eager to try. She had the idea of ​​coming over to see the heroes for a while, but since she crossed the Yin River, she felt less confident.

Walking here, my hair is covered in cold weather and my heart is beating, as if I am walking among the dead.

The green lanterns on both sides of the street were like soul-devouring flames, making her feel creepy.

Especially on the street, people passing by, wearing all kinds of masks, and their eyes were like hooks, trying to hook people's souls.

She just felt as if everyone looked at her and wanted to eat her.

"Dad, there are so many killer organizations here, which one should we choose?"

Another figure next to him whispered.

This is a young man, about 1.8 meters tall, covered with a cloak. Although he kept it as calm as possible, his slightly trembling tone still betrayed him, making him look a little nervous.

"Don't worry, look forward. If you can make Youquan Mansion and the Soul-Gao Palace take action, it's best!"

The man in the leader whispered.

"Dad, do you want to check out other organizations?"

The young man asked in a low voice.

The leader sneered and said, "Other organizations cannot guarantee the success rate. Once they fail, the deposit paid will not be refunded. It will be very risky to find them. Only organizations like Youquan Mansion and the Soul Hall will have a guaranteed success rate. Of course, if you can ask Wuyou Mansion, it is the best. But unfortunately, Wuyou Mansion only takes one task a day, so we will never be able to grab the quota."

He led the two of them and continued to walk forward.

Suddenly, his eyes sterned, and he became very alert and looked ahead.

A burly figure walked towards them.

There were three other terrifying people following behind him, and their cultivation was unfathomable and nothing he could see through.

The middle-aged man lowered his head and took a detour from one side without hesitation.

The two people around him also had their scalp numb, so they hurriedly lowered their heads and followed their father.

But although they lowered their heads and wanted to go around, the burly figure blocked their way again, and the three people around them were still blocking them.

The middle-aged man looked shocked and said nervously: "Several, we have no grievances or grudges..."

"If you don't want to die, follow me, or I'll kill you now!"

The Blood Spirit Hou's tone was cold, and his terrible eyes looked down, like a soul-catching hook.
Chapter completed!