Chapter 333

"Come on, let's go to the front and find a facade."

Qi Yun said.

Several people around him nodded.

They continued to walk forward.

The whole Canyon is long, nearly kilometers long.

Along the way, many shops have been damaged, and the green lights are less and less. The more they go inside, the more remote they are.

They soon came to an end.

Qi Yun frowned slightly.

This address must not be too remote.

Just like doing business, if you choose too much, business must be bad.

They walked back again.

After careful observation and consideration, Qi Yun took a fancy to a damaged store door.

The dust accumulated in the whole store door. I don't know how long no one has been here. The lantern in front of the door fell to the ground and rotted. The plaque on the lintel is also vague. I can only vaguely see two handwriting.

[destroy soul]

As for the rest, I can't see clearly. I don't know whether it's miehun mansion or miehun building.

Qi Yun opened the door and went in.

The facilities in the room are poor.

A bed, a bookshelf, a chair, a table with pen, ink, paper, inkstone and abandoned books, there is nothing else.

Qi Yun looked up and down and said, "here, clean up!"

"Yes, childe!"

Several people around nodded and began to get busy.

After cleaning up, they quickly cleaned up the environment in the room.

Qi Yun took pen, ink, paper and inkstone and began to write down the plaque. Suddenly, his heart moved.

Wait, is it wrong to use the name of Tianting.

The name of Tianting is, but it also offends the night tour palace and destruction palace. Once a plaque is pasted here, I'm afraid these two forces will come to trouble every day.

At that time, I'm afraid no one dares to come to them for a task.

Qi Yun frowned, thought for a moment or two, and wrote another two words on it with pen and ink.

[hell].

His eyes twinkled.

One day, one ground, one tube in the open, one tube in the dark.

In this way, it should be more convenient in the future.

The more Qi Yun thought about it, the more satisfied he was.

Soon he took two more pieces of paper and inscribed the poem number.

[rob the world and aim to bring six disasters and seven killings; Cataclysm, ancient and modern, alone slaughtered the eight evils and nine evils].

He smiled.

The blood spirit waiting, liantian, Pang Long and Liu Yue on their side looked over and showed surprise.

"Hell? Childe, good name! "

Even heaven praised.

This obviously wants to stand side by side with heaven.

One day, one place.

In their eyes, the heavenly court is high, but unfortunately, they are only registered personnel and can not be regarded as formal workers.

But the underground is different. The underground was created by the greedy wolf Xingjun. They belong to the greedy wolf Xingjun team. Naturally, they belong to the underground personnel.

No matter what the strength of the underground government is, at least it's good to have an official addiction.

The next few people are smiling.

Qi Yun took out the strengthening furnace from his sleeve robe and threw all the white papers of the three inscriptions into the past. After flashing, Qi Yun poured out the contents again.

All three pieces of white paper have changed.

It has become a kind of cold iron.

The handwriting is iron hook and silver painting, full of murderous spirit.

Several people all blinked their eyes for a few days.

They watched Qi Yun throw these pieces of paper into the silver tripod furnace. After pouring them out, they all changed.

Lian Tian reached out and grabbed the cold iron with [hell] written on it. His fingers bounced up and clanked.

"Falling cold iron!"

He lost his voice.

What's this, baby?

Turn paper directly into falling cold iron?

The others all sucked in the cold air, grabbed the other two pieces and began to observe.

They know that those who have the ability of steel in the world can turn ordinary things into steel, but that kind of steel is just ordinary steel.

What's this stove, baby?

Can you turn paper into cold iron?

Qi Yun's face was calm and received the strengthening furnace. There was no accident about their shock.

"King Qin Guang, go out and get some weird people."

He said faintly.

"Yes, childe!"

The blood spirit waited and walked out of the door.

It's too easy to catch the weird here. You can use the blood spirit to wait for the unique hostility. You don't need to fight for the ordinary weird, but the breath can frighten the other party.

Soon, the blood spirit had returned, holding several gray souls in his hands.

"Put them in the plaque and couplets."

Qi Yun said.

Xuelinghou suddenly understood, smiled grimly, and stuffed all the ordinary and strange things in his hand into the inscribed plaque and couplet.

Under the pressure of blood spirit, even if they were stuffed in, they didn't dare to resist. They trembled and integrated into the cold iron.

Suddenly, the handwriting on several pieces of cold iron changed again, and there was a gloomy smell out of thin air, which was very different from the plaque on other facade.

Qi Yun was more satisfied with it.

"Well, hang this plaque and poem number outside for me!"

Qi Yun said.

Several people immediately got busy, grabbed the plaque and door couplets and walked out of the room.

Next, Qi Yun is going to wait two days.

In any case, he can't leave until the underground government is officially opened.

Otherwise, if there has been no business, will the underground government be open in vain?

Several people outside quickly hung the plaque and curtain. Liu Yue lit a Yin Fire and hung it under the plaque. A gloomy breath immediately filled out.

On the street, a different facade suddenly appeared.

Liantian and others showed their satisfaction, patted their palms and walked into the store.

In the room, Qi Yun and others began to wait quietly.

But things backfired.

Several people sat and waited for a long time, but no one came.

There are many people passing in the street.

Although someone looked at them for a few times, it was a pity that no one came in.

Everyone just took a look and hurried to their destination.

The day passed quickly.

There are still few.

Qi Yun's eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

A group of them are sitting here with their hips numb.

Is their plaque not loud enough?

Even a few people's eyebrows gradually wrinkled.

"Young master, do you want to go out and shout?"

Lian Tian asked.

Qi Yun sneered and said, "shout twice? Do you really think you're an entertainer? "

The sky suddenly showed an embarrassing color.

"King Qin Guang, you guys go out and tie me up. Come here and put on your mask!"

Qi Yun said coldly.

That's outrageous.

Such a large facade is set here. Just looking at the plaque, you know that it is full of force. But no one came here.

Since he doesn't come, Qi Yun is not polite.

Even if you do, you have to tie a guest.

The reputation of the underworld must be fought out.

Even if the means are bad, it can be nothing.

Anyway, it's not really business. Everyone is fighting and killing. What means can't make it?

Xueling Hou smiled grimly and said, "yes, childe!"

He can't help it for a long time.

What are you waiting for? According to his character, you should kill all the people in the whole street, destroy all the facade, and leave only one underground.

Only in this way can we really be famous.

Xuelinghou put on his mask and strode out with a body of two meters and five. With an unspeakable persecution, liantian and others hurried to follow behind.

The streets were foggy.

A group of three figures came from a distance, looking cautious, wearing masks and black cloaks, looking around from time to time.

"Dad, what a terrible place. Are the people here living..."

A girl's tone was a little unnatural. She was mising when walking here.

The leader frowned and scolded in a low voice: "I told you not to follow me. You have to follow me. Is this place playable? If you take the wrong step, you don't know how to die? "

The girl's eyes cowered and dared not say more.

Not long ago, when she heard that his father was coming to the killer Valley, she was still in high spirits and eager to try. She had the idea of meeting the heroes for a while, but she felt less confident after crossing the Yinhe river.

Walking here, my hair is cold and my heart beats like walking among the dead.

The green lanterns on both sides of the street were like soul eating flames, which made her hair stand on end.

Especially on the streets, people passing by, wearing all kinds of masks and eyes like hooks, want to hook out people's souls.

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

"Dad, there are so many killer organizations here. Which one do we choose?"

Another figure nearby whispered.

This is a young man, about 1.8 meters tall and wrapped in a cloak. Although he kept calm as much as possible, his slightly trembling tone betrayed him and made him look a little nervous.

"Don't worry. Look ahead. It's best if you can let Youquan house and Gouhun hall fight!"

The head man whispered.

"Dad, do you want to see other organizations?"

The young man asked in a low voice.

The leader sneered and said, "other organizations can't guarantee the success rate. Once they fail, the deposit will not be returned. There will be a great risk to find them. Only organizations such as Youquan mansion and Gouhun hall can guarantee the success rate. Of course, it's best if you can invite worry free mansion, but it's a pity that worry free mansion only takes one task a day, We can't get the quota. "

He took the two and went on.

Suddenly, his eyes were cold, he was on strong alert and looked ahead.

A figure, too big to speak of, came towards them.

There are three other terrible people behind him. His cultivation is unfathomable and no one can see through it.

The middle-aged man lowered his head and made a quiet detour from one side.

The two people around them also felt numb, quickly bowed 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 firmly blocked them.

The middle-aged man's face was shocked and said nervously, "guys, we have no grievances and no hatred..."

"Come with me if you don't want to die, or I'll crush you now!"

The blood spirit waited in a cold tone, and his terrible eyes looked down like a soul snatching hook.

The middle-aged man couldn't help shivering and gulping his saliva.