"Since Jiang Longcheng is this kind of person, he still has the nerve to cause trouble in the city? He still has the nerve to complain to his uncle? Although Mu Wuji is domineering, he still wants to have face."

"You have become his weakness. If he is honest, no one will know about this. If he is dishonest, then everyone will know about it, ruining his reputation, and even the Mu family will be embarrassed to do it for him.

Get ahead."

Wong Zhenbi's idea was actually to use his own daughter's chastity in exchange for Jiang Yao's reputation. If necessary, Jiang Yao's reputation would be ruined and her reputation would be ruined. And their father and daughter were the victims.

After all, no one likes a thief.

I have to say that although this beauty trap is despicable and insidious, it is really effective.

In fact, Wong Zhenbi is a dignified martial arts immortal and a powerful person in power. He really doesn't want to use this method to make himself feel ashamed.

If possible, he wanted to kill Jiang Yao and eliminate this scourge.

But because of Mu Wuji's existence, he couldn't kill him and didn't dare to kill him!

A mere young man forced himself, the mighty master of Shanhe Guild, and the master of Jiangdong City to make unscrupulous decisions, all because of Mu Wuji!

It wasn't because the young man himself was so powerful that he could force him to bear the pain and give away his daughter.

Wan Ruoyan sighed: "Father, can you let a clan girl go? There are many beauties in the mansion, they..."

Won Zhenbi shook his head without thinking: "No. You are my legitimate daughter, and this identity is more powerful. Jiang Longcheng raped my legitimate daughter, and raping an insignificant woman have completely different effects."

"Also, I am more confident in your appearance. After that boy drank love wine, it became even more difficult to control him when he met you again..."

Wan Ruoyan showed a sad and desolate look, "Father, I am your biological daughter."

"Just because you are my daughter, I need you to pay when necessary." Yong Zhenbi said with an indifferent expression, "Jiang Longcheng is just an ant, but his uncle Mu Wuji is a big mountain."

"If you don't do this, how will you deal with this annoying young man? Don't forget, Jiang Dongcheng belongs to the Jiang family. Jiang Longcheng is the legitimate heir of this city, not me, and not you!"

"For Jiang Dongcheng, what does your sacrifice mean? It's all a loss of skin, not worth mentioning. Have you ever heard of the art of killing love?"

Wan Ruoyan said with tears in her eyes: "I've heard of it."

Wong Zhenbi sneered: "Don't those who practice the love-killing method have no sense of shame? It's just that they have already broken through the illusion of skin and gone straight to the avenue."

Monks who practice the love-killing method adopt the method of indiscriminate love in order to cut off the black hair of men and women. They believe that being insensitive is the real ruthlessness, rather than refusing to control acquaintances.

Therefore, people who practice the method of killing love regard their bodies as skinned tools.

The father and daughter discussed for a while, and Wong Zhenbi asked his daughter to host the "Hongmen Banquet" for Jiang Yao, while he himself entered a secret room.

The underground secret palace of the City Lord's Mansion is very large and has many uses. The real wall has many twists and turns, and soon you come to a weapon refining pavilion.

The area around the weapon refining pavilion is heavily guarded, with several martial arts masters and a group of armored soldiers guarding it, and the formation is locked from behind.

It seems that a remarkable person is imprisoned in the Weapon Refining Pavilion.

Wong Zhenbi raised his hand to create a formation pattern, opened the door and entered.

In the Weapon Refining Pavilion, there was a large group of people, numbering forty or fifty. Everyone was wearing True Essence Locks and True Sealing Talismans, and their cultivation was controlled.

Among them was an old man, with his back to the door, sitting in front of a weapon-refining furnace, silently refining the weapon.

Everyone looked at Wong Zhenbi with angry eyes, but the old man did not look back at all.

He just played out mysterious spells one after another and blessed them into the roaring fire.

In the fire, there was a puppet.

It's just that this puppet is not made from puppet materials, but from a corpse, a female corpse.

"Mr. Ou Gao, how is the refining of this female corpse puppet going? She is my beloved, and her cultivation was very good during her lifetime. Please be sure to refining it successfully," said Yong Zhenbi.

This woman was a strong body refiner during her lifetime, and she was also a martial arts immortal, able to refine herself into a sixth-level puppet.

The highest level of a puppet is level 5, which can output the most attacks of the God of War. However, there is one kind of puppet that is an exception.

That is a corpse puppet made from corpses.

A puppet made from real materials can reach the sky at level five. But a corpse puppet made from corpses can reach a maximum of level seven.

However, corpse puppets are difficult to refine, and the failure rate is very high. Not every corpse is suitable for refining corpse puppets. However, if a weapon saint refines a level 6 puppet, it will not be a big problem.

The old man said without looking back: "It's just a level six corpse puppet. I won't fail, even if I rarely refine corpse puppets."

His voice was cold and he was very hostile to Wong Zhenbi.

If Jiang Yao were here, he would be surprised why Ou Gao, Ou Yueying and others all fell into the clutches of Yong Zhenbi.

It sounds like they are unlucky.

After Ou Gao was cured by "Ye Liangchen" and restored his cultivation, he led his grandson and relatives and friends from the tribe to leave the mountains. With the letter of recommendation from "Ye Liangchen", he prepared to secretly go to Qing clan to work for Jiang Yao.

But as soon as he arrived at Shuixi, he encountered Yong Zhenbi who was patrolling in Shuixi.

Yong Zhenbi happened to know Ou Gao, and also knew that Qidao Shrine and Zhongli Dingnai had been looking for Ou Gao. Therefore, he took action immediately.

Originally, Ou Gao was not only a weapon saint, but also a veteran martial arts immortal, Won Zhenbi was really no match for him.

However, Yongzhenbi was in the dark and Ou Gao was in the light. In addition, Yongzhenbi had a large number of experts and resources at his disposal, so he quickly designed and captured Ou Gao and others.

Yong Zhenbi was an old fox who was cunning and plucking his feathers. He played a trick and imprisoned Ou Gao instead of immediately handing him over to Zhongli Dingnai in the middle region to establish a relationship with the Qi Dao Shrine.

The purpose is to first let Ou Gao help him refine weapons for a few years. After refining enough good things, Ou Gao and his family will be sent to the Central Region to be rewarded.

Because he had Ou Gao, a weapon saint, in his hands, Yong Zhenbi became jealous. He simply plotted against an old friend of his who was a martial artist, killed her when she was not prepared, and then used her corpse to refine a corpse puppet.

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In this way, he has an additional corpse puppet with martial arts cultivation, which greatly increases his strength.

As for how miserable his old friend's fate was, he subconsciously ignored it.

Ou Yanyi looked at Yong Zhenbi coldly, her heart full of contempt.

This master of the Shanhe Club is simply a beast.

In the real world, there are many such people.

"Yuan Zhenbi, have you ever thought about your own fate?" Ou Gao said sarcastically while refining an arm of the corpse puppet.

Wong Zhenbi looked at the familiar hands of the female corpse, as well as the unblinking eyes, and couldn't help but think of the time he spent with her.

Alas, time is ruthless, and it lasts for thousands of years, thousands of years of love. This woman was once a person, but now she has become her own corpse.

"Yan Qing, don't blame me. You are too stubborn and care too much. Therefore, you should become a corpse puppet and be quieter so that you can listen to me." Wong Zhenbi sighed and said to the female corpse in the stove.

Then, he answered Ou Gao’s question:

"Mr. Ou Gao, you will not know or see my fate. But your fate, the fate of all of you, is in my mind."

Ou Gao snorted coldly: "Wong Zhenbi, you are also a big shot, but your methods are too low-handed. Your methods are like a shady mouse, which is not in line with your status."

Won Zhenbi shook his head, "What I hate the most is when a person has strength and power, he thinks that his methods should be like those of a big shot. This is nonsense."

"A person's style of doing things is the style of his youth, and it is hard to change. Once a mouse has abilities, it is still the method of a mouse. Therefore, it is what it is, wanton and unrestrained, doing whatever you want, rather than pretending to be benevolent and hypocritical."

"Don't say that I am just a Martial Immortal. Even if I become a Martial Saint in the future, I will still do whatever I want."

"I have killed many people, destroyed countless families, and exterminated families. I have always used unscrupulous means, but my Taoist heart is extremely clear."

Ou Gao nodded: "Okay. You have lived a solid life. If you don't regret it until your death, you will be a truly ruthless person."

Wong Zhenbi sat down casually by the refining furnace, looking like an old friend of Ou Gao.

He touched the female corpse's hand and said, "The refining is good. Mr. Ou Gao, after refining the corpse puppet, help me refine a top-notch spaceship."

Ou Gao closed his eyes, his face turned pale, "Okay."

"Hahaha." Wong Zhenbi laughed loudly and patted Ou Gao on the shoulder, "Refining it well, I will not treat useful people badly."

………

Jiang Yao entered the city lord's mansion and saw the banquet prepared.

In order to prevent Mu Wuji from finding out what was wrong, the Shanhe Club pinched their noses and offered Jiang Yao.

The eldest lady who hosted the banquet, Wan Ruoyan, sat on the main seat with a forced smile. She was dressed in a full dress and holding a glass of green spirit wine. She looked elegant, noble, beautiful and charming.

This is a hospitable, beautiful swan-like hostess.

Jiang Yao raised his glass to her with a frivolous expression, clearly meaning: "Woman, you are very good."

The banquet at the City Lord's Mansion was very sumptuous, and the guests accompanying them were all high-level officials of the Shanhe Club, and those with the lowest cultivation levels were all martial arts masters.

During the banquet, there were also singing and dancing to add to the fun. A group of beauties in red clothes, wearing light shirts, full of fragrance, sang and danced gracefully in front of Jiang Yao.

They are all girls with warrior training, "house concubines" who specialize in pleasing distinguished guests and masters.

Their bodies were all covered with poison that made people's blood flow, and the room was filled with fragrance as they danced.

However, everyone had already prepared antidote drugs and felt calm.

But Jiang Yao seemed to have been poisoned, and he looked intoxicated. His eyes seemed to be growing on the dancer's body.

He looks like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world.

The dancer was obviously also a clever girl. She smiled and looked back at Jiang Yao with Bai Meisheng.

"Okay, okay, little white rabbit." The young man also laughed and was overjoyed.
To be continued...