The lights in the big tent were brightly lit, and a faint sound came.

Chu Tian lay in the shadow ten feet away from the big tent, squinting his eyes and listening to the movements inside the big tent. The night wind blew, and a faint wind rolled up and merged into the night wind. The thin faint wind blew everywhere with the night wind, instantly covering a range of dozens of feet in a radius.

These faint winds became Chu Tian's eyes and ears. Within the range covered by the faint wind, the subtle movements and stills of a grain of sand and stone were all under Chu Tian's control.

The night wind blew the curtains of the big tent, and the Youfeng blew in through the gap, so Chu Tian "sees clearly" and "heards" everything in the big tent.

Dozens of beast oil torches burned, hundreds of large candles were lit up, and thousands of pearls of large size were hanging from the top of the tent. The light emitted by torches, candles, and pearls shone brightly on the large tent that could accommodate thousands of people, and even a little pissed in the eyes.

You Qianxun, who was exposed in clothes, sat in the middle, two pretty girls with disheveled clothes and large snow-white skin were greasy holding a roast lamb leg with greasy hands to eat and drink. The two pretty girls beside her were trembling with knives and forks and wine pots, serving You Qianxun to eat meat while constantly pouring wine into her wine bowl.

Ying Xiu'er, who looked slightly pale and had a bad spirit, sat aside, looking at the dancing girl dancing in the big tent with expressionless face.

In the corner of the big tent, a band was playing a slight sound.

Dozens of dancers were wearing clothes, but just wrapped a few pink scarves around their hands and arms, humming unpleasant songs, twisting their slender waists in the tent in a tempting manner, constantly making various unbearable actions.

The Canglong Shelled Picture quietly hangs behind Ying Xiu'er, like a loyal old dog, quietly protecting Ying Xiu'er.

You Qianxun's greasy little hand grabbed the girl's chest hard. She laughed loudly and said, "Young Master Ying, you just obey me? If you are willing to be my lover, be happy with me, I dare not say anything else, you Ying clan, I will keep the bloodline of your Ying clan, how about it?"

You Qianxun's eyes were like hooks, and he thrust hard on Ying Xiu'er's face. She threw down the roast lamb legs in her hand and touched the two girls beside her, and her face suddenly turned into a weird pink.

"Hehe, do you know that I am the young master of the ghost ghost series. With me protecting you Ying clan, your Ying clan will definitely be able to spend this six-path blood sacrifice safely. For the lives of the clan members, you must also consider it, lie in front of me obediently and beg me to pamper you!"

Ying Xiu'er's face was pale, and she sat there without saying a word, without touching the wine and meat in front of her.

"It's really a beauty in ice and snow, but I like it!"

You Qianxun touched her chin and laughed strangely. When she attacked the girl beside her, her movement became even more unbearable.

"But it's okay for the beauty of ice and snow. I, You Qianxun, have not been very patient. If you beg me to pamper you, then everything is easy to say. When my patience is exhausted and I will be hard on you, hey... I actually like to pamper girls while having someone kill her nine tribes one by one in front of her."

"Hey, that is, Young Master Ying, your appearance is so cute that I love you. If you were someone else, hehe, where would they have the chance to choose?"

Waving his hand, You Qianxun said coldly: "Good life send Young Master Ying back, and send a few more beauties to persuade her. Alas, I'm just too soft-hearted!"

Ying Xiu'er slowly stood up, and more than a dozen beautiful women who were naked were sneering and laughed strangely, twisted their waists and walked to Ying Xiu'er, surrounded Ying Xiu'er and left the tent.

"It's so romantic!" Mr. Rat lay on Chu Tian's shoulder and leaned against his ear and muttered in a low voice.

Mr. Rat has this ability. Even if he roars loudly in front of a person, if he doesn't want others to hear his own voice, then outsiders will definitely not hear the movements he makes.

Chu Tian didn't have such ability, so he just shook his head slightly and couldn't answer Mr. Rat.

Can this be called romantic?

When you encounter a ghost species with a weird fetish like You Qianxun, Ying Xiuer probably wants to die now, right?

Ying Xiu'er walked out of the tent, and You Qianxun's face suddenly turned green. She slapped a girl beside her with a sudden palm, and cursed in a low voice: "A bitch who doesn't know what she is. If she hadn't mastered the mystery of the Canglong shelling map, she thought she would be safe and sound until today? I would have been fucked by her like a dead dog on the side of the road!"

After cursing a few times, You Qianxun suddenly shouted: "A few people who are breathing, come over, are they all dead? Where is that old ghost of Lu Buyu? And, what about the large number of people who have lost inexplicably in the west of Yazhou these days? Have you found out clearly? Who did it?"

Dozens of generals wearing heavy armor, with green eyes, and streaks of ghost fire spurted out of their eyes walked into the tent.

The dancers pushed away in panic. A general about meter tall laughed strangely, grabbed a dancer and broke her belly on the spot, took her heart and stuffed her mouth into her mouth and chewed it.

Blood kept spurting out from the corner of his mouth, and the general with even more ghost fire in his eyes sternly said: "Young master, Lu Buyu doesn't know where he went, but he is very powerful. I think he has encountered some benefits and has enjoyed it himself."

"Gudong" swallowed the broken heart in one bite, and the general's voice suddenly dropped several times: "As for those killed sects? We haven't found out who did it yet. The people who started the attack were very efficient, decisive and ruthless, leaving no living mouth, and burned all the traces in a fire."

You Qianxun was stunned. She stood up and kicked another girl next to her and flew away more than ten feet away. She whispered to herself: "Is it water ice jade or Yinyou? Or is it that waste Chu Jie? In Jizhou, who can make things difficult for me... Or is it Hu Xiaotian? Or is it the big thousand army, big night pojun?"

Shaking his head, You Qianxun frowned: "Or, it's the other ways that have come to you? Are you attacking me behind your back? After all, the person with the greatest prize now is me; the person with the most credit is me; the person with the greatest benefits is me!"

Dozens of generals didn't say anything, and looked at You Qianxun with evil eyes.

"After dawn, gather the surrounding believers and no teams are allowed to operate. Each team must maintain a scale of at least 100,000 yuan. Do its best to kill all living people in the territory of Yazhou first."

You Qianxun issued an order in a cold voice: "I will give you three days except Chujiabao, other places. No living people are allowed to appear in the territory of Qizhou."

You Qianxun's body trembled slightly, and his voice changed with excitement: "There are hundreds of millions of human race in the city, gathering the essence and blood of billions of people. Hey, my secret magic of ghosts will surely be a success in one fell swoop. At that time, hum, I see how they will fight me!"

The generals agreed in unison, without stopping, and walked out of the tent with great strides.
Chapter completed!