Chapter 272

Poof!

Luo Yu sweeps out a flame and turns Wei Ye's body into ashes to avoid causing trouble.

However, before starting, Luo Yu detects a box with aura on Wei Ye and takes it conveniently.

After opening, I saw a dark green luminous body in the box, just like a night pearl. If you look carefully, it's not a night pearl, but a plant body a bit like a truffle.

"Coffin fungus?"

Luo Yu's face shows a light look of joy. Thinking of the identity of his disciples, Luo Yu understands.

According to legend, if the corpse monsters such as zombies are stored in the coffin, over the years, the Yin cold air condenses, and a kind of psychic bacteria will grow on the coffin.

This is the famous coffin fungus.

It is very attractive to the friars of both the good and the evil. Some of them even risked their lives to break into the important place where ancient corpses were sealed and plunder the treasure.

And the magician of the way of refining corpse will cultivate coffin fungus deliberately.

It must be the coffin fungus that Wei Ye has cultivated carefully for many years. Now it's in Luo Yu's hands. It's cheap.

"It's a pity that it's just a 30-year-old coffin fungus. If you give me a millennium coffin fungus, I can enter the golden elixir period soon."

Luo Yu shakes his head and smiles. In the upper world, he has seen the coffin fungus accompanied by the God corpse and the corpse immortal. It is often tens of thousands of years, even hundreds of thousands of years, which is more coveted than the ordinary immortal pill.

Luo Yu put it away and disappeared into the night.

……

Xingcan club is a top club not inferior to Chendu club.

This is the real estate invested by Lord Qin, so young people and elders of Murong family like to come here often for recreation.

Murong Wu just went to the hot spring and took a sauna. He has already made an appointment with several beauties for massage, but he has to wait for Mr. Wei to come and have fun together.

Then the cell phone on the desk rang.

"Hello, brother Wu, are you in Xingcan? My father and I, and the senior I mentioned to you, will come here in 30 minutes." Murong Hou informed him in advance.

"Dad's back!" Murong Wu was very excited when he heard that, "great! When Dad comes, I'll give him a big surprise! "

On the way.

A long Lincoln goes from the airport to the city center.

The interior of the car is luxurious with a small projection hall and a bar.

At this time, Mr. Qin is facing the screen, making long-distance video calls with local leaders, listening to the work reports of these subordinates and vassals in the past few days when he went to the imperial capital.

In such a high position, Qin is still used to holding everything in his own hands. In every corner of the business and the power system, Duan is putting his eyes on him. He will not completely trust anyone, even his own relatives.

If he had been born in ancient times, he might have become a powerful emperor like the first king of Qin Dynasty.

Murong Hou hung up and waited for him to finish the video call. Then he said with a smile, "brother Wu doesn't know what to sell. He said that he wanted to surprise your father."

"The boy."

Lord Qin looked at Murong Hou's face coldly, but when he heard Murong Wu's situation, he showed a rare smile.

Of the two sons, Lord Qin is more interested in his eldest son, Murong Hou. However, this Murong Hou is just a puppet.

However, Murong Hou's eyes flashed a shadow.

He admits that he is only the substitute of marquis Murong, and his ability is not as good as that of marquis Murong. However, apart from a little savage force, Murong Wu is far behind him in terms of skill, communication ability, talent and even character.

But over the years, in the eyes of Lord Qin, he has always been just a tool. No matter how well he did, he could not get the love of his father as much as Murong Wu, a simple minded and well-developed man.

In the long carriage, there was an old man who closed his eyes.

At first glance, the old man looks like an immortal, but there is evil spirit in his brow. He is lifeless all over. It makes people feel like a grave keeper drilling in a grave all the year round.

……

In the VIP room, Murong Wu peeled an apple to eat.

Dong Dong!

Someone knocked on the door outside.

"Who is it?"

Murong Wu asked indistinctly.

"It's me. You arrived by express. "

It was Mr. Wei's voice, with a trace of banter.

"Mr. Wei!"

Surprised, Murong Wu flies out the fruit knife with his backhand and nails it to the center of the dart target. He shakes his head and goes to open the door quickly.

"I hope Mr. Wei doesn't get bloody and dirty my floor, ha ha!"

Thinking that Mr. Wei had already handed over the boy's head to him, Murong Wu couldn't help laughing. He was thinking about what to do with the boy's head afterwards, throwing it in the garbage can downstairs or chopping it up to feed the dog.

"Mr. Wei, that boy..."

The overjoyed Murong Wu pulls the door open. He is about to laugh, but he is almost petrified.

It's not Wei Ye, it's Luo Yu!

"Why are you, Wei Ye?"

Murong Wu's eyes suddenly shrank, and his eyes almost popped out.

He bribes Wei Ye to assassinate Luo Yu. Wei Ye also reports to him on the phone that he has solved Luo Yu's problem and has to bring Luo Yu's head back to him.

As a result, now Luo Yu's head is still on his neck, and standing in front of him, Wei Ye is gone.

"Somebody..."

Murong Wu suddenly thinks of something and is about to shout. Luo Yu suddenly spurts out runes and essence, and pushes him into the room.

Bang!

Luo Yu step into the room, behind the door, suddenly closed.

"Come on, someone wants to kill me, come on..."

As a special forces trump, murongwu from the ground to get up, the first reaction is to call for help.

He was in a cold sweat at the moment.

Because he found that this person, far more terrifying than he imagined.

Wei Ye, most of them are dead.

That's the eldest disciple of the ghost corpse Taoist, a more powerful person than Shi an, so there is no way back, but Luo Yu seems to be intact.

However, no matter what he called, there was no movement outside.

His voice, like being confined in this room, can't get through.

"You... Who are you?"

How could Murong Wu expect that Luo Yu had such immortal skills? He was scared.

"Who am I?"

Luo Yu sneered and walked step by step.

"I am what you call Luoxian master."

"What? It turns out that you are the master of the art they call Luo Xian! "

Murong Wu opens his eyes wide. His fake brother tells him that Chen Hai has a very powerful character recently, named Luoxian master, and most of Luoyu is his apprentice.

He didn't think that the fake brother Murong Hou was deceiving himself, because he got the information from his father Qin Ye.

Now Murong Wu finally knows that his fake brother and father have been cheated.

There is no Luoxian master at all. In other words, this boy is Luoxian master.