fairy cage

Chapter 120 Evil has evil retribution
Hearing his son's screams, Mr. Fang almost overturned his own medicine stove, breaking the medicine in the stove.

And this is exactly what Yu Lie wants to achieve!
Yu Lie is still young, and his alchemy skills are still not as sophisticated as the opponent's. If he wants to beat the opponent, he can only start from outside the box.

As for whether this is appropriate or not.

Yu Lie looked at the old pale face opposite him, and just hummed coldly in his heart:
"The wicked need to be grinded by the wicked."

After the thought was settled, Yu Lie immediately lowered his head again to take care of the cupping pot in front of him, and quickly added the stable medicinal materials. At least he couldn't let it fry the furnace, otherwise it would make people laugh.

On the opposite side of Yu Lie, a loud voice rang out: "Hurry up! Hurry up and save my son!"

It was Fang Lao who stared at the screaming Fang Wumu with his eyes wide open, and shouted at the Taoist boys around him.

A loud sound sounded around, and the Taoist boys of Yaofangtang also saw Fang Wumu.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, all the Taoist boys were certain that the person lying on the field and screaming was the godson of that old man.

Seeing this scene, some people were shocked, some clicked their tongues, and some despised Yu Lie's actions, but more people were secretly happy and chuckled on the spot.

Among them, those Taoist boys who were secretly exploited by Fang Wumu were the most overjoyed. They couldn't wait to laugh and walk forward to hang Fang Wumu on the lantern on the side of the road for Yu Lie, hanging each other. humiliation.

Some of the loyal Daoist boys of Yaofangtang heard Lao Fang's voice and immediately set off to treat that Fang Wumu.

But Yu Lie on the altar of spirit and flesh did not raise their heads, just sneered and said:

"I'll see who dares to save!"

"This..." The Taoist boys who just walked out all looked terrified.

In the middle of the two method altars, under the light of the fire, Fang Wu's face was frenzied and ferocious. His sanity had already been severely damaged during the torture. In addition, he was not a strong-willed person, and he was a little crazy. No sensible words can be spoken.

Fortunately, Fang Wumu's desire to survive was still there, he rolled and wriggled all over the ground among the medicinal materials, and kept yelling:
"Daddy! Daddy..."

The screams were so miserable that the faces of the Yaofangtang Taoist boys around them showed fake grief.But since Yu Lie said a word just now, no Taoist boy dared to take half a step forward.

Whoever dares to intervene in the dispute between the high-ranking Taoist boys has to be prepared to die first.

"Straight!"

At this situation, Fang was so angry that the three corpses jumped all the time. He clenched the medicinal materials in his hands, squeezed them into dross, and shouted sharply:
"Yu, you are despicable and shameless."

When Yu Lie heard this, he raised his head with a dumbfounded smile, and said, "Oh, is Hall Master Fang teaching me how to do things?"

He sneered: "Alright then, let Hall Master Fang see what it means to be despicable and shameless."

Yu Lie sat cross-legged on the altar, stretched his hands into his sleeves in a leisurely manner, and grabbed a bunch of strange wriggling misty will-o'-the-wisps, then placed them in front of him, and blew gently with his air.

Oh oh oh!
There was a sound of ghost crying.

I saw a swollen grimace appearing in the field, screaming: "Ahhh!"

Fang Lao's eyes flickered when he saw the group of ghosts on Yu Lie's face.

When the Taoist boys around saw it, the chattering voices became louder: "Hey! Isn't that a ghost slave under Fang Wumu's account? It was also taken in by Fellow Daoist Yu?"

From the Eastern Method Altar, Yu Lie's echoing voice came, and he laughed loudly: "Of course. But now, Yu will return this ghost slave to Fellow Daoist Fang."

While the ghost was crying and screaming, the ghost with a swollen human face rushed straight to Fang Wumu's body, causing a cry of horror:

"Don't! Don't come, go away!"

Fang Wumu was in pain all over his body, and suddenly he was approached by a ghost with a human face, and he went mad: "Don't hurt me..."

Fang Lao looked at the scene in front of him, and his yellow teeth were about to be crushed. He stared at his son on the ground tightly, wishing he could rush forward and slap the ghost slave to death with one slap, and then slap Yu Lie to death. .

But at this time, the old god Yu Lie was still there and said:
"Old Fang, think about it. If you jump down, decades of alchemy cultivation will be forfeited, and you will lose."

These words almost made Mr. Fang spit out a mouthful of old blood. He understood why Yu Lie, a brat, dared to challenge him just after he was promoted, so he was here waiting for him!

Old Fang laughed back angrily: "What a scumbag! Fellow Daoist Yu, if you dare to humiliate and kill the Taoist boy of Heishui Town in the residence at the entrance of the hall, aren't you afraid of being punished by the town and ending up with your cultivation base abolished?"

Yu Lie raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, and didn't bother to pay attention to the other party, but the longer the delay, the better it would be for him, so he started a verbal battle with the other party:

"Why? I caught your godson outside the station, and I didn't catch him inside the station?"

When the people around heard Yu Lie's explanation, they discussed loudly.

Fang Lao sneered: "Stupid guy, no matter where you were arrested, as long as it is within the scope of the town's laws and regulations, you can't be lynched. Otherwise, my Heishui Town will be messed up."

Yu Lie pondered for a while in surprise, and found that what the other party said was indeed true, so he tentatively said: "Then why don't you and I fight in another place to test the medicine? Go, go outside the station and have another round!"

When Fang Lao heard it, he was shocked and angry, but he was also certain in his heart, thinking that he was going to bluff Yu Lie.

But Yu Lie's last sentence made the old blood in his chest well up in his throat again.

"But having said that, Yu didn't intend to kill Fellow Daoist Fang Wumu, and that ghost slave is not Yu's."

With an innocent look on his face, Yu Lie argued, "Look, everyone, Yu just released Fang Wumu Taoist from the bag, and also released his ghost slave, that's all."

Yu Lie pointed at the man and the ghost, and shook his head regretfully:
"This is a ghost slave devouring the master. If you do unrighteous deeds, you will kill yourself!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone on the field, the ghost with the face on the field lay on Fang Wumu's body. It was true that he did not kill Fang Wumu immediately, but because Fang Wumu used to be its master, it was still a little afraid.

But in the face of such a bloody human body, the man-faced ghost slave's ferocity grew, it still overwhelmed the fear in its heart, and began to suck the blood from Fang Wumu's body.

When Mr. Fang heard Yu Lie's rebuttal, he immediately yelled, "Fart! Do you dare to say this to the Taoists in the town?"

Yu Lie looked up at the other party, sighed, and just reminded the other party:
"Hall Master Fang, if you want to save it, hurry up, otherwise be careful with your godson, you will really be sucked into a 'godson'."

While talking, Yu Lie suddenly pointed at Fang Wu's eyes again, and said in surprise:
"Look, everyone, that ghost slave is so fierce, he is not only sucking the blood of Fang Wumu, but also humiliating him."

Yu Lie's face collapsed, and he quickly acted like he was pointing at the heavens and cursing the earth, and exclaimed aggrievedly: "This is not controlled by Yu, Yu did not refine that ghost slave at all!"

Looking over according to Yu Lie's words, the backs, celestial caps, and crotches of all the people watching the fight were also cold.

Because the swollen human-faced ghost slave was not only sucking blood, but also biting Fang Wumu's body parts, looking as if he wished to cut him into pieces and put him to death.

"Ah! Pain, pain, pain." Fang Wumu screamed even worse, his voice became hoarse:

"Daddy save me!"

Even Fang Lao felt his heart skip a beat when he saw the scene in front of him.

Others don't know, but he knows why the ghost slave tortured his godson in his heart.Because in order to refine this ghost slave back then, the two of them stimulated the fierceness of that woman a lot.

The cries of ghosts and the screams of his son filled Mr. Fang's mind with distracting thoughts. Even with the protection of the metal altar, his mood was completely disturbed.

Kaka!

To make matters worse, the medicine stove in front of Mr. Fang made a cracking sound. Because of the delay, his medicine stove was in danger of blowing up.

This made Fang Lao feel extremely entangled in his heart, wondering whether he should save Fang Wumu or not.

If you save him, he will lose the competition and lose his position in Yaofangtang.

If he doesn't save him, his son will die and he will be left alone.

"If you lose your position, you can fight for it again, especially after taking the human pill. But the son is gone, and there is still a chance to be born again..."

Old Fang's expression was extremely ferocious:
"Damn! To save or not to save?"

In the alchemy field, the Fang family father and son.

One suffered physically and was murdered by the ghost of the renter-in-law, while the other suffered from inner pain and was pressed hard by powerful enemies step by step.

But Yu Lie, who knew the evil of the two, looked at the scene in front of him with a slight smile on his face, feeling that evil will be rewarded with evil.

And, if the bad guys go to the end, their revenge must be completed.

So when Mr. Fang got tangled up, he stomped his feet on the altar and was about to jump down, a chime sounded out of season!

Ding!
Elder Fang suddenly raised his head.

The man was startled: "Impossible! Why is this scorpion refined so quickly?"

I saw Yu Lie standing on the altar of spirit and flesh, and he also stood up suddenly. He held a cupping pot in his hand, and looked at Elder Fang coldly...

　Take a break today, try to adjust your schedule again, and post another chapter tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)