Volume 1 Chapter 23 The Conspiracy

"go out!"

In the middle of the night, Zhuo Fan barely stopped the bleeding on his chest and sat cross-legged on the bed with a pale face. Luo Yunshang wanted to take care of his injury, but was driven out by his roar.

Today's battle with Youquan, although he won in the end, it was very depressing to win.

It's not because of sneak attacks, and it's not a big deal. But in this battle, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Although there was a four-fold difference in strength between them, he always believed that with his Demon Sovereign's vision, if he exerted all his strength, he would definitely be able to take down this young boy.

But the fact is, not only can he not win, but he can't take any advantage at all. In the end, relying on his original plan, he lured the person from Qianlong Pavilion to show up, killed him unexpectedly, provoked two troubles, and kept the Luo family out.

Everything went according to his plan, but he had no joy of success.

"too weak……"

Zhuo Fan slowly closed his eyes and stroked his head helplessly.

Now, in order to get rid of the entanglement of the Cai family and the Sun family, they have been completely involved in the disputes of the seventh family, which is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst. Although they have gained a moment of peace now, the enemy they will face later is the Royal Family of the Seventh Family.

However, with his current strength, let alone protecting the Luo family, it is impossible to even protect himself.

"To become stronger, to become stronger in a short period of time!"

Zhuo Fan gritted his teeth, formed a strange hand gesture in his hand, and his eyes suddenly flashed a strange red light. At this moment, Cai Xiaoting was meditating in his room in the Cai Mansion, thousands of meters away, when he suddenly felt a pain in his stomach and his entire face was contorted. Bean-sized beads of sweat slid down his forehead, and after a while, he fainted and completely lost consciousness.

Then, a blood-red light flashed in his abdomen, and a palm-sized baby slowly floated out.

Blood baby, this is the blood baby of Zhuo Fan's life.

When he was in Cai Mansion, in order to contain Cai Rong's threat, Zhuo Fan shot the blood baby into Cai Xiaoting's body as soon as he shot, but the speed was so fast that no one saw it. Afterwards, taking this as a threat, forced Cai Rong to dare not do anything to the Luo family.

At the same time, the blood baby in Cai Xiaoting's body can also help Zhuo Fan to monitor the Cai family. If they have any actions, Zhuo Fan can know in advance.

But now, the actions of the Cai family are no longer important.

Xue Ying slowly turned his head and glanced at Cai Xiaoting, who was in a coma. He actually showed a sneer, and Zhuo Fan's voice came out: "Hey, I won't take your life first, so you can witness how the Cai family was exterminated. of."

As soon as the words fell, the blood baby turned into a red light and flew out of Cai Xiaoting's room, which was fleeting.

"Uh……"

In a dark garden, a guard from the Cai family had just passed by during the night when a red light suddenly penetrated into his body. Before the guard could make any sound, he felt numb all over his body and could no longer move. Immediately afterwards, the whole body shriveled up and down quickly, and when the wind blew, it turned into a pile of dust, and the red light flew elsewhere.

In this way, in just a quarter of an hour, more than 30 Cai family guards disappeared inexplicably.

Zhuo Fan in the inn closed his eyes, smiled evilly, and continued to guide the blood baby to find new prey.

At this moment, the blood baby and his mind are one, the blood baby is Zhuo Fan, and Zhuo Fan is the blood baby. After the blood baby entered the body of the cultivator, it used the Heavenly Demon Great Transformation Technique to absorb all the blood and essence and energy, and then brought it back to Zhuo Fan's body for refining.

Originally, Zhuo Fan was not in a hurry to recall the blood baby so quickly, it was because he blew up his heart during the battle with Youquan, and he needed the blood baby to heal with blood, but this happened to take the Cai family.

At this time, the blood baby is already in the Qi Gathering Realm. Even the masters in the early Bone Forging Realm are extremely troublesome to deal with. As for the Qi Gathering Realm cultivators, they can instantly kill them.

If there is a blood baby in the battle with Youquan, Zhuo Fan can kill him without any strategy at all.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan had to sigh about the perfect match between Tianmo Dahua Jue and Blood Infant.

Originally, it was more difficult to cultivate blood infants to improve their cultivation level than to ascend to the sky. At the beginning, the ancestors of the blood demon were only cultivated into holy blood infants. But now, using the Heavenly Demon Great Transformation Technique, Zhuo Fan mentioned his cultivation base to the Qi Gathering Realm in only ten days in the inn.

That's right, it was the ten-day retreat. Zhuo Fan spent one day training the blood baby, and the other ten days was the bloodletting baby to go out to suck blood. It not only improves its cultivation, but also brings it back to replenish its own blood.

In a family like the Cai family, the masters above the bone-forging level are simply a rare breed, and Zhuo Fan is not afraid that his blood baby will be hurt by them. Therefore, he wandered around more unscrupulously, and in a short while, he had already absorbed the life essence of more than 50 people.

However, when Zhuo Fanxie smiled and secretly obliterated the Cai family, a strange atmosphere attracted his attention.

"Master of magic?"

Zhuo Fan was stunned for a moment, and guided the blood baby to fly in the direction of the breath.

Soon, the blood baby came to a small room, the lights were dim, and there were about 20 Qi Gathering Realm peak masters standing guard ten meters away.

This can't help but arouse Zhuo Fan's curiosity, and guide the blood baby to slowly fly to the window to check. As for those on guard, they simply ignored it in front of the blood baby, and they didn't notice it at all.

There was only one oil lamp lit in the room, and the three old men sat there as guests and hosts.

Sitting on the main seat is naturally Cai Rong, the head of the Cai family. The first on his left hand is a bald old man, with a pair of turbid old eyes half-closed and half-open, and a strange aura emanates from his whole body.

interest.

Zhuo Fan recognized it at a glance, it was the breath of a master of magic.

Cai Rong's right hand is the first, wearing a fancy dress, and there is a hint of magic on his body, but it is not obvious.

But Cai Rong and the man in fancy clothes were very respectful to the bald old man.

Could it be that……

Zhuo Fan seemed to have guessed something, and sure enough, Cai Rong bowed deeply to the bald old man and said respectfully, "Elder Jian, I wonder why you and Master Sun are here today?"

The turbid old eyes glanced at Cai Rong lightly, and he shook his body, then Elder Jian said with a light smile: "Presumably the Cai family master already knows, today my Nether Valley disciple Youquan was killed by Qianlong Pavilion. thing."

"Uh, isn't that what the Luo family did?" Cai Rong grinned and said with a dry smile.

"Do you think the Luo family has the courage?" Elder Jian laughed dumbly, and a dazzling light suddenly appeared in his turbid eyes, "My Nether Valley and Qianlong Pavilion have long been feuding, but neither of them dared to act first and break the balance of the Seventh Family. This time, Qianlong Pavilion used the Luo family to kill my disciple, I don't know why?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Fan couldn't help snickering secretly.

Sure enough, as he thought, this seventh family has been king and hegemony for many years, and they would never have thought that anyone would dare to challenge their majesty. Because of this arrogance, they would rather believe that there is a conspiracy behind this incident than the facts they have seen with their own eyes.

And the Qianlong Pavilion is the same, I would rather bear this black pot than show softness.

"Well, then you mean to come to me..." Cai Rong hesitated for a moment, then said uneasy.

"Hehehe...it's nothing, you help us to try the Qianlong Pavilion and see what they mean. If this matter is up to us, the two will definitely fight."

"Uh... Elder Jian, that's Qianlong Pavilion, how could my Cai family offend?" Cai Rong panicked when he heard his words.

Why do you involve a small family like ours in the affairs of your royal family?

Shaking his head slowly, Elder Jian said lightly, "Don't misunderstand the Cai family. The Cai family is not worthy to meet Qianlong Pavilion. The temptation I said is to let you deal with the Luo family and see the reaction of Qianlong Pavilion."

"What, the Luo family?"

Cai Rong was startled and hesitated to himself.

Since today's battle between Zhuo Fan and Youquan, no one in Fenglincheng knows, no one knows, the backing behind the Luo family is Qianlong Pavilion. If you ask me to trouble the Luo family now, wouldn't it mean to offend Qianlong Pavilion?

Thinking like this, Cai Rong turned to look at Patriarch Sun, and saw that he was looking at him with a smile on his face, even a little gloating.

Come on, your Sun family is so close to the Nether Valley, why don't you go to the Luo family to trouble you? Isn't your daughter having a good time today? When you see that they are related to Qianlong Pavilion, you dare not go there?

Cai Rong hated his teeth so much that he didn't dare to offend the Nether Valley, so he could only sigh and say: "Alas, that Zhuo Fan is the person that this old man hates the most. He came to my Cai Mansion to make trouble a few days ago, and I don't know what he used. The sorcery has made my son vomit blood for several days, and now the dog is still terminally ill. If I go to provoke him again, I am afraid that he will use the sorcery again and kill my son..."

puff……

Before Cai Rong finished speaking, Zhuo Fan couldn't help laughing.

He put the blood baby into Cai Xiaoting's body that day, just to teach him a lesson to the Cai family, but he has never used the blood baby to torture his son in the past few days. I didn't expect him to find such a lame reason in order to get rid of this drudgery.

The elder Jian didn't seem to believe the old man's rhetoric either, and his face gradually turned cold.

Seeing this scene, Cai Rong hurriedly said: "Elder Jian, the master of the Sun family has always been shrewd and capable, and he has a close relationship with Nether Valley. Entrusting this matter to him will surely live up to your trust."

"Hey Cai Rong, what do you mean?"

After hearing this, Patriarch Sun couldn't help but stand up. Now the Luo family is a hot potato, who knows how close it is to Qianlong Pavilion. If dealing with the Luo family will really attract revenge from Qianlong Pavilion, it is not a joke.

Although their Sun family is related to Nether Valley, it is not the seventh royal family after all. Offended Qianlong Pavilion, still can't eat and walk around. Whether the Nether Valley will come forward at that time, it is still two to say.

Going to deal with the Luo family now is no different from the task of the death squad.

Seeing these two families who were always shouting their allegiance to the Nether Valley, but no one was willing to show up at the critical moment, Elder Jian finally couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted: "Okay, useless waste, I don't rely on you this time. Now, the old man finds someone else to do it."

"And Cai Rong, are you ready for the spirit-level martial arts that you presented to break the wind's legs?"

"Okay, okay, please take a look at Elder Jian." Cai Rong hurriedly handed over the jade slips that were prepared in advance, but there was still a hint of reluctance in his eyes, "Elder Jian, my Cai family is the ancestral family. Spirit-level martial arts."

"Okay, I won't want you in vain." With a cold snort, Elder Jian threw another jade slip over: "This is the flame finger of the middle-level martial skill of the spiritual level, which is much stronger than your low-level martial skill of the spiritual level."

After taking the jade slip, Cai Rong couldn't help but be overjoyed and thanked him again and again. On the other hand, Zhuo Fan outside the door was puzzled. He exchanged the mid-level spiritual level for the low level. What kind of medicine is sold in the Nether Valley Gourd?

"Elder Jian, I don't know what to do with the Luo family. Who are you looking for?"

Not caring that Cai Rong was rewarded by the Nether Valley, the Sun family asked carefully. At this time, Cai Rong also put down the jade slip in his hand and listened carefully.

With a cold smile, Elder Jian flashed a trace of disdain in his eyes, and sneered: "Two dog slaves, I'm afraid that

Do people replace you? Well, don't worry, that person is from our Nether Valley. "

"Isn't Nether Valley not wanting to come forward directly, why..." Cai Rong and the Sun family didn't care about Elder Jian's disdain for them, they just said in surprise.

A strange light flashed in his eyes, and Elder Jian said lightly: "He is a secret we have laid down long ago. He is in Heifeng Mountain..."

"Black Wind Mountain!"

Zhuo Fan was startled, his heart moved unconsciously, and a trace of breath was not concealed.

"who?"

Elder Jian turned his head and slapped him outward. With a bang, the entire gate shattered into pieces, and Zhuo Fan directed the blood baby to turn into a red light and fly out.

At this time, Elder Jian also caught up.

"So fast!"

Zhuo Fan was shocked, and it happened that the guards in front were all surrounded. The corner of Zhuo Fan's mouth twitched, guiding the blood baby into the body of the guard instantly.

"Blood burst!"

Seeing this scene, when everyone was shocked, Zhuo Fan shouted, and the guard exploded with a bang. The surrounding guards didn't have time to dodge, and died in the explosion.

Elder Jian also stopped his figure in the sudden explosion, and the blood baby escaped successfully.

Cai Rong and Patriarch Sun caught up, looking at the tragic scene on the ground, wondering: "Just now, what is that."

Elder Jian shook his head, but his face became more solemn: "I don't know, but it must be something of the devil..."