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Chapter 625 Ghost Horned Bull, Twelve Holy Demons

Xiao Yi chuckled and raised his hand, and accepted the land deed.

Bao Fayi felt relieved. If Xiao Yi didn't even accept the land deed, he would not be able to complete the task assigned by Grandma Taizu.

"Then I will go to Lingyou Pavilion and remove those old servants." Bao Fazi said.

Those old servants were all from the Bao family, and they were evacuated to avoid suspicion, not that the Bao family was reluctant to let go of these servants.

If you keep the old servant, Xiao Yi will inevitably feel that these are the eyes that the Bao family is staring at him.

Xiao Yi smiled faintly and said, "They are all gone, who will I order? Mr. Bao, don't have to worry, leave them all behind. Senior Ke generously gave the house to the house, how could I be suspicious of others? Besides, if you withdraw the people in this house, you will not be able to resettle them for the time being. I will pay their monthly salary in the future."

Bao Fazi was surprised. He didn't expect Xiao Yi to keep those old servants.

However, since Xiao Yi said that, he naturally would not worry anymore and clasped his fists and said, "Okay, then I'll inform them to change their new masters and let the butler add some new daily necessities."

Xiao Yi grinned and said, "Then I'll have to pay my second son. I'll check in tomorrow evening. This time should be enough, right?"

"It's totally enough." Bao Faqi promised.

Immediately, the two of them didn't say much, Bao Fazi secretly glanced at Su Guo's bedroom, and then sighed and left.

Xiao Yi stood up, pushed open the door of the side room, and walked in.

Su Guo was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground. When she saw Xiao Yi coming in, she was about to get up. Xiao Yi pressed her shoulder and chuckled, "No need to be polite, I'm upset about this."

"You really have no idea about the bag and the slap?" Xiao Yi asked teasingly.

Su Guo shook his head and said, "Since the love has been broken, how can it be continued? In the end, there is a deep gap and it is difficult to get close to each other. Moreover, I really just want to follow my master to practice, and there are no other distractions in my heart."

Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Your mind is calm, and you will be relieved as a teacher. You can do not rush to practice. You can understand the words and sentences in the Demon Art. If you can understand the true meaning, you will be twice the result with half the effort. In addition, the method of practicing Demon Art should not be quiet in a dry room. You should always walk around the world, see the beauty, ugliness, good and evil in the world, wherever you see the eyes and the heart, only seeking the truth can you truly condense your own demonic will!"

Su Guo said in a daze: "Only seeking truth? What is this truth?"

"This truth is naturally the most true feelings and thoughts in your heart. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, it has nothing to do with right or wrong, it is only about the heart! How you view it, you should look at it without being questioned, and form a strong thought." Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and said, "In fact, the practice of thousands of demons is to go to the extreme, which is a high recognition of oneself. However, before the strength is achieved, such people are easily killed by their opponents. But if they really reach the peak of the extreme, the demons and the body will no longer be able to distinguish each other. Specifically, you should understand it yourself. The method is just an introductory approach, and the real practice actually depends on yourself."

Xiao Yi didn't say much.

If he instilled too much, it would only affect Su Guo's natal demonic heart.

While Su Guo was staring at me, Xiao Yi had quietly left the side room and then left the guest room.

At the entrance of the stairs, Yu Mingyi was still standing like a wooden stake.

"Follow me to go to the Ten Thousand Demon Tower." Xiao Yi said with a faint smile.

Yu Mingyi replied: "Okay."

With Yu Mingyi leading the way, the two of them arrived outside the Ten Thousand Demon Tower soon.

At this time, a pair of men and women wearing ghost masks were escorting a ox cart and slowly approaching the Ten Thousand Demon Tower.

The ox cart's carriage is three meters long and two meters high and wide, just like a small black house.

However, these are not the points that attracted Xiao Yi's attention. What attracted his attention was the black beef with a black horn!

"I actually used the seventh-level peak Ghost Nether Niu to pull the cart." Xiao Yi was stunned, "What is it in this car?"

Yu Mingyi said lightly: "The car is naturally a corpse."

Only then did Xiao Yi remember that under the Ten Thousand Demon Tower was the Ten Thousand Demon Tomb!

The demonic energy in the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons is purified from the Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons.

"The underworld guards unload the corpse, the idle people, etc., all of them are on the side." The ghost-faced man escorted the ox cart shouted gloomyly.

His voice was clearly directed at Xiao Yi and Yu Mingyi. Because the others had already retreated far away on their own.

"Young Master, let's avoid it too!" Yu Mingyi said hurriedly.

Xiao Yi curled his lips and smiled: "Miss Mingyi, it seems that you are not doing well. This guy didn't give you any face. I thought that if you follow you, no one would dare to scold me!"

Yu Mingyi's face couldn't help but flushed, and she said ashamedly: "These two are the Ming Guards, and they were the twelve sacred demons around the Demon Lord. They would not give anyone except the Demon Lord."

Xiao Yi was about to ask again, and the man who made a sound looked at Xiao Yi with cold eyes and said, "Didn't you hear me? If you don't retreat, you will be buried in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons with this coffin corpse!"

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly, "Have you never told you that Brother Shi has a brother named Xiao Yi? You are so unfriendly to me, that's what you're slapping Brother Shi in the face!"

The man with ghost face sneered: "The Mingwei is only friendly to corpses. If you want me to be friendly to you, you can only become a corpse first! Any identity and relationship in the world will be useless in front of me! I just ask you, do you still want me to be friendly to you?"

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes. This guy's tone was really hard.

He is worthy of being the twelve saint demons under Shi Tian’s command! This is the style of a demon cultivator!

No fear of power, no fear of others!

Just do what you should do!

"Interesting!" Xiao Yi smiled evilly. Just when Yu Mingyi's face was pale and she thought Xiao Yi would take action, Xiao Yi laughed and walked towards the side.

Give up?

Yu Mingyi looked surprised. The arrogant and domineering Demon God Xiao actually gave way to the Mingwei?

Although the Ming Guard's tone was hard, his cultivation was only at the third level of the Saint Master. This level of cultivation was indeed very strong in the Wanmo City, but Xiao Yi, who defeated Ke Qingzhu, should not be afraid.

Yu Mingyi didn't understand why Xiao Yi suddenly restrained himself. Didn't he want to anger the Demon Lord?

But she felt that Xiao Yi was not like a person who would give face to the Demon Lord...

Otherwise, she and Zheng Yinxiu would not have forced her and Mrs. Ji to leave because of a trivial matter.

When the Mingwei saw Xiao Yi let him go, his eyes under the ghost face were still cold and ruthless, without any disdain or ridicule, nor a trace of pride.

He just looked at each other with another Mingwei, and after nodding, the two of them took out a red wooden sword at the same time.

"Qi Tian Coffin!"

boom!
Chapter completed!
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