Poison Demon Immortal

Chapter 166

Although Wei Jinke's words were heartless, he couldn't hold back the tears of the Qifang girl in the end, and agreed to go to Chunjiang Tower in person.

"Cousin Jiuji...you wait for me while I go to get that unworthy guy back, and let's have dinner together."

"Okay...cousin, let's get busy."

After Wei Jinke and Wei Qingqing left, only Jiuji and Li Xiaocui were left in the backyard.

"Xiaocui... go and get me a bowl of water."

"Okay sir."

After a moment.

Li Xiaocui brought a water bowl.

Jiuji patted the storage bag and took out a black leather gourd, and put it on the mouth of the gourd.

A red gu egg appeared on Jiuji's fingertip.

Put the red Gu eggs into the water bowl...

Grunt, Grunt, Grunt...

Jiuji raised his head and drank the water in the bowl.

"Master, this is?"

"Fire Poison Gu." Jiuji replied in a low voice.

I saw Jiuji stretched out his right hand, a tiny red centipede crawled to his fingertips, entwined around his index finger, and then disappeared...

I saw a small orange-red flame suddenly sprouting out of thin air on Jiuji's right index finger.

With the infusion of Jiuji's true energy, the small orange-red flame burned more and more vigorously, and gradually turned into an orange-red fireball on Jiuji's palm.

"Young master... you can do it?" Xiaocui looked shocked, and didn't even know what to say.

Jiuji opened his hand lightly...

The orange flame in his hand completely turned into nothingness.

"Young master... this is simply amazing."

"I have seen Martial Immortals who can control frost and fire."

"Could it be an Immortal Gu?"

Jiuji shook his head, and said solemnly: "This may be another quasi-immortal Gu, but it's still far inferior to the Mind-Eyes Gu."

"Congratulations, young master, you have obtained a new Gu again, and your cultivation speed has doubled."

"It's nothing more than a little increase in the speed of cultivation, so what about doubling it?" Jiuji shook his head.

"Don't talk about Gu worms outside." Jiuji reminded again.

"Yeah." Xiaocui nodded.

Jiu Ji patted the storage bag and took out the refined iron pipe that he bought today from the Xiao Family Refining Workshop.

Stuff the old tobacco leaves in the pipe, and take out a medicine bottle.

Pour the medicinal dregs containing fire poison onto the tobacco leaves.

Rub your right index finger...

ignition……

Another puff of thick black smoke...

Black smoke full of fire poison swirled in the lungs.

The fire poison in the black smoke was completely absorbed, and when Jiuji spit it out again, the black smoke turned into white smoke.

"This smell is really strong." Jiuji muttered.

"Xiaocui...you go and practice your sword, don't stand here with me."

"Okay, sir."

Xiao Cui went to the side and began to practice "Long Song Dao Jue", while Jiu Ji sucked the poisonous smoke one mouthful at a time, feeding the newly born Fire Poison Gu...

Chunjiang Tower.

A man exuding a stench was hung upside down on the attic. The people around the street stopped and watched, talking a lot...

The vast majority of these people watching are ordinary people, and the martial masters will only glance at them when they pass by, and will not meddle in their own business.

The power that can open a brothel in the inner city must have something to do with the Martial Immortal family, and this Chunjiang Tower is the property of the Xiao family.

Most of the martial artists in Linjiang City Martial Academy are commoner martial artists. What they pursue is their own future, not meddling in other people's affairs...

Whoosh!
There was a sound of breaking through the air.

A sword energy strikes...

The hanging rope was cut by a sword.

"Brother!" Wei Qingqing grabbed the foul-smelling man.

"Bro, how are you?"

"My sister... my feet." Wei Dahua with a bearded Laza shouted in pain.

Wei Qingqing took a fancy to brother's feet.

A pair of thighs were beaten to pieces. Although they were skin wounds, they were covered with feces.

This is the dung stick of the brothel...

The mace wrapped in iron sheet was soaked in dung and then hit on the flesh.

Ordinary people would generally stink to death after seven or eight days after eating the dung stick. Even a strong martial artist with such a serious injury would find it difficult to keep his legs.

"Oh... isn't this Junior Sister Wei?"

Above the attic on the third floor of Chunjiang Building.

A young disciple wearing a blue and white military uniform poked his head out and shouted in feigned surprise.

"Xiao Kang! Do you have martial virtue? You lost to me in the martial arts school, and you will take revenge on my brother!?"

"Junior Sister Wei! Don't be bloody. This friend came to Chunjiang Tower to play for nothing. Girls don't give money, and serve him with dung sticks according to the rules. Those who beat him are mortals. I didn't take action. Brother Ding can testify!"

Another young man in Tsing Yi came out from the third floor attic.

The young man in Tsing Yi wears a hairpin, his face is gentle and elegant, his name is Ding Che, he is the son of the city lord Ding Huayun.

The lord of the city, Ding Huayun, is exquisite and needs to make friends with the various families of martial arts.

Although the Wei family is also a family of martial arts, it is not on the same level as the Xiao family.

Ding Che naturally knew how to choose...

"Miss Wei...Brother Ling really wants to play for nothing. It is not easy for these girls to support their families, and those pussies are also resentful. I hope the girl will not be impulsive and ruin the friendship between classmates..." Ding Che persuaded.

"Oh... Junior Sister Wei, I really didn't know that this free-for-all friend turned out to be Brother Ling. If I had known that he was your brother, I would definitely treat him!"

After Xiao Kang finished speaking, he turned around and pretentiously taught Pouting behind him.

"You guys beat up my classmate brother for such a small amount of money. You all have to reflect on this son. Do you know that my classmate also comes from the family of martial arts, and he is also one of the best in the martial arts academy?" Characters, hahahaha..." Xiao Kang laughed out loud as he spoke, the laughter was full of carefree meaning.

"I'm going to kill you!" Wei Qingqing's face flashed sternly, and he was about to kill him.

Wei Jinke grabbed his seven-room girl and said sternly: "He is trying to provoke you, don't be fooled! Let's go!"

Wei Jinke grabbed Wei Qingqing with one hand, and carried the seriously injured Wei Dahua with the other, performed lightness kung fu and disappeared after a few vertical leaps.

Above the attic of Chunjiang Building.

Bang!
Xiao Kang punched the fence...

He tried his best to provoke Wei Qingqing, but was stopped by his family.

The Linjiang City Martial Arts Competition is coming soon. If he can't beat Wei Qingqing and advance to the Provincial City Martial Academy, then the training resources allocated to him by the Xiao family will be greatly reduced, and he may even be sent directly by the family to the front line The monster clan fights.

"Who is that guy?" Xiao Kang asked unwillingly.

"It's Wei Jinke! The leader of the three generations of the Wei family, with a cultivation base of the fourth rank, is only one step away from turning Qi into a gangster. If he is also provoked and attacks angrily, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop him." Ding Che said solemnly.

"Hmph! In this inner city, can he still turn the world upside down?" Although Xiao Kang was dissatisfied, his right hand subconsciously touched his waist.

The city guards, the elite disciples of the Martial Academy, and the important members of the Martial Immortal family are all equipped with loud arrows.

If there is a major change in the city, or something that is incapable of fighting, just shoot the arrow...

Ding Huayun, the city lord, and the capital of the Martial Academy came to help as soon as possible.

It is precisely because of the sounding arrows that there are almost no martial masters fighting privately in the city.

"But Wei Qingqing is a reckless character after all, if he fails this time, he can do it next time..." Ding Che said with narrowed eyes.

"Brother Ding, what's your opinion?"

"I can't talk about high opinion, then Wei Dahua's leg will definitely be broken. After his leg is broken, Wei Qingqing will definitely hate him. Brother Xiao, as long as he speaks casually to provoke her, it will be enough to make her mess up..."

"Brother Ding is indeed far-sighted."

"Where, where..."

(End of this chapter)