Chapter 133 The mysterious embroidered guard

City Lord's Mansion.

Late at night, in the quiet lobby, only strange chewing sounds continued to sound.

The Lord of Black City Tan Mingming knew that the mysterious butler Ling Wei and the even more mysterious Qi Gathering Master were all in the hall.

The power of gathering energy was controlled by Li Xuanyu, and he was still unconscious.

Tan Mingzhi and Ling Wei looked at Han Yang in the main seat, their faces pale and their throats a little tight.

The two of them claimed to be well-informed, but they had never seen anyone like Han Yang.

The sudden explosion before, with a knife severely wounding the seventh level of Qi Gathering, was already considered shocking.

But compared to what he has done now, it seems to be nothing worth mentioning.

The thousand-year-old elixir that Qi Gathering Power used to heal wounds was being devoured by Han Yang like a piece of fruit.

You must know that the medicinal power contained in every thousand-year-old elixir is amazing.

For an ordinary Bone Forging Realm expert to take a thousand-year elixir, it would often take several months, or even half a year, to fully consume the powerful energy in it.

Even Qi gathering warriors need a certain amount of time to consume and absorb the medicinal power.

But Han Yang had actually chewed three thousand-year-old elixirs in such a short time. Not only did he not explode and die, his face actually turned a lot rosier.

Such a scene made Tan Mingzhi and Ling Wei feel numb.

Ling Wei has been engaged in intelligence work for thirty years and has never seen a monster like Han Yang.

Click!

After chewing the thousand-year-old elixir in his hand, Han Yang looked at Tan Mingzhi and Ling Wei, "One of you two can survive."

Just one sentence made the two of them stiffen and their eyes look horrified.

Han Yang said: "Don't look at me like that. I originally planned to kill you all, but now that I'm in a good mood, I can let one of you go... As for who to let go, it all depends on your performance."

He was indeed in a good mood at the moment.

Although he was seriously injured due to the self-explosion of his acupuncture point, he still gained a huge harvest.

The mysterious Qi Gathering Power was seriously injured and had been recuperating and healing, so there were a lot of various healing medicinal materials in the city lord's mansion.

There are nearly a hundred strains of the thousand-year-old elixir alone.

It was more than what Yuanmen gave him twice before and after.

Moreover, Han Yang also smelled the breath of the ten thousand-year elixir on the powerful Qi gatherer.

Although he hasn't been found yet, it doesn't stop Han Yang from being happy.

If one can find the ten thousand-year elixir, not only can the injury be recovered, but the next acupoint can even be attacked.

The seventh orifice point of Ren meridian... Zhongji point.

This point should contain the uterus and sperm chamber.

The uterus and the sperm chamber are the innermost parts of the human body, just like the chambers. They are the most central part of the human body, so they are called Zhongji.

This acupoint can be said to be one of the most important acupoints in the Ren meridian.

Once this point is opened, the essence born from body tempering will merge with the power of bone forging.

By then, Han Yang's strength will definitely be doubled, and even the peak Jade Bones can be killed with one sword.

"Han Yang! Since you already know who we are, how dare you do this to me? You, you are confronting the imperial court."

Ling Wei's knees were broken and he could only kneel on the ground in embarrassment, but his face was full of defiance.

At this time, Ling Wei no longer cared about the housekeeper's hidden identity.

Han Yang smiled, which made Ling Wei feel chilled in his heart.

Snapped!

Han Yang flicked his finger, and an inkstone on the table flew out and hit Ling Wei.

Ling Wei, whose cultivation was half-finished, could not dodge at all and could only watch the ink stone coming towards him.

boom!

One of his arms was actually exploded into blood mist by the inkstone.

"Ah...Han Yang, how dare you..."

Ling Wei screamed miserably, but the screams soon stopped because he discovered that Han Yang's finger had moved to the city lord's seal.

Panic, fear, uneasiness...

Ling Wei originally thought that if his identity as a embroidered guard was exposed, Han Yang would throw a wrench into his trap.

Unexpectedly, people didn't care about his identity at all.

Han Yang smiled faintly, casually opened a jade box on the table, took out a thousand-year elixir and put it into his mouth, "Tan City Lord, he doesn't want to say that your chance has come..."

Tan Mingzhi had also lost most of his cultivation by Li Xuanyu, and was suppressed by a ray of sword energy. At this time, it was difficult to even stand up.

Hearing this, his expression changed several times, and he said in a solemn voice: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Mr. Han, if you have anything to ask, just ask."

"How dare you talk about it knowingly!"

Ling Wei roared with a ferocious face, actually preparing to stop Tan Mingzhi from revealing the secret.

Snapped!

Han Yang flicked his finger again.

Ling Wei's other arm also turned into blood mist.

"Tsk..."

Han Yang sighed in admiration and looked at Li Xuanyu, who was leaning on a chair and drinking wine.

This woman is not reliable at all, but her method of sealing cultivation is really good, much more delicate than the methods of Yuanmen, Fentianmen, and Phoenix Mountain sects.

Perhaps noticing Han Yang's gaze, Li Xuanyu moved his exquisite body and hid the wine gourd behind the mountains.

"Talking about the city lord, let's first talk about the identities of these two people."

Han Yang withdrew his gaze and looked at Tan Mingzhi.

Tan Mingming didn't know what his motives were, but he didn't hide anything and told everything he knew.

According to him, this butler Ling Wei has been lurking in the Black City since ten years ago.

Eight years ago, he revealed his identity as Xiuyiwei and tried to win over Tan Mingzhi.

Tan Mingming was unwilling to be a puppet city lord, so he became a non-staff member of the Xiuyi Guard.

What he does on weekdays is quite ordinary, just to find out some information about the Yuan Sect.

It wasn't until a year ago that the seriously injured Qi Gathering expert entered the city lord's mansion to recuperate. Tan Mingzhi didn't know that there were actually strong men in Yuanmen Nine Cities who could injure late Qi Gathering masters.

What he did during this year was to collect various medicinal materials to gather energy and heal his wounds.

As for more information, I can’t say why.

It was obvious that neither the Qi Gathering Power nor Ling Wei trusted him.

"I'm very curious, what kind of organization is the Xiuyi Guards, and they actually let you, the dignified city lord, be willing to be their lackey."

Han Yang, who was chewing the elixir, asked slowly.

Ling Wei, who had been honest for a while before, roared again: "Tan Mingzhi, think about your family! If you dare to betray Xiuyiwei, your whole family... will definitely die!"

Tan Mingzhi couldn't help but turn pale, and there was a hint of anger in his expression.

anger?

There was a smile in Han Yang's eyes, and he pointed at Ling Wei and said, "If you make any noise again, I will let Xiao Jiuer bite you. Guess what will happen to you?"

This time it was Ling Wei's turn to turn pale.

Golden corpse!

The little girl whom Han Yang called Xiao Jiuer was obviously a golden corpse.

If he is bitten by a golden corpse, he will also become a wandering corpse and will never be reincarnated. There will be no possibility of reincarnation.

Han Yang said with cold eyes: "I'm too lazy to ask you too many questions. You just need to answer me one question, and I can give you a happy death."

Ling Wei's body trembled, and he only glanced at the expressionless Xiao Jiu'er beside Han Yang, and his face became paler.

"What is this person's identity?"

Han Yang pointed his finger at the unconscious Qi Gathering Power.

Ling Wei was still hesitating when he saw Xiao Jiuer taking a step forward with an expressionless face.

"Xiaoqi...he is Xiuyiwei Xiaoqi!"

Ling Wei had previously threatened Tan Mingzhi righteously, but now that it was his turn, his mind collapsed.

Some things are far more terrifying than death.