This Jindan who would bite people when he was fighting for his life, his surname is Zhu, and he is at the same level as Fatty Chen. If Fatty Chen hadn't appeared in time to stop him, he would have fought with Er Gouzi. "Is this old demon one of ours?" General Zhu looked Er Gouzi up and down, and he felt that the man in front of him didn't look like a good person at all. The vicious cruelty that emanated from his whole body, his style of doing things was completely the style of evil cultivators, and he just didn't have to write "I am an evil cultivator" on his forehead. "Old Chen, evil cultivators are cunning, don't be fooled by him." "Don't worry, we are one of ours, with only four taels of bones in your body, how can we fool you!" Fatty Chen patted his shoulder to reassure him, but General Zhu was still half-believing and half-doubting, he just felt that this old demon didn't look like a good person. Er Gouzi didn't reveal his true image either, he was more familiar with Fatty Chen, and at that time, Jindan was about to explode. He didn't want too many people to know that he would change his image.
Otherwise, if someone impersonates someone and does something bad in the future, it will all be on his head. This kind of blame cannot be borne. "Hehehe... Believe it or not!" Er Gouzi returned the golden pill to him and also gave him two black jade pills. Seeing that Er Gouzi even gave him such a precious black jade pill, most of the doubts in General Zhu's heart were dispelled. Evil cultivators would never do such a loss-making business. However, when General Chen hinted that he should write an IOU for a life after eating the black jade pill, this guy became stubborn again. He suspected that it was a means for the evil cultivator to buy people's hearts, and he would use the IOU to force him to do something against his principles in the future. General Zhu figured out the connection here, and he refused to write it no matter what. If he was persuaded to write an IOU, he would rather return the pills to Er Gouzi. Anyway, he couldn't accept the favor of the evil cultivator. Forget it, Er Gouzi has a lot of IOUs in his hand, and he doesn't need this one, so he is too lazy to bother with him. Let General Chen arrange for him to recuperate in the mansion. After dealing with this one who wanted to surrender, the rest were all stubborn elements who refused to surrender. These people would rather die than surrender in the face of torture and temptation, and they are completely trustworthy. Er Gouzi found an excuse to pull all these people into the mansion. His current image of Hu Lao Mo is hard to convince people, and he doesn't look like a good person. He simply ignored it and let General Chen be responsible for reception and resettlement. It's just that the black-faced man has always insisted that he is Zhang Ergou of Sanyang County, and his mouth is still very hard. He can't reveal his identity now, so he can only pinch his nose and admit it for the time being.
This black-faced bird-like man is purely to ruin Er Gouzi's good image. Fortunately, he would rather die than surrender, and he is quite heroic, so he didn't embarrass Er Gouzi. So far, he has released all the captives in prison. However, it is not easy for the remaining people to return to Da Zhou. This is the territory of the monsters, and there are spies from the Wan Yao Kingdom watching outside. If this large group of masters were sent out directly, it would definitely alert the masters of the Ten Thousand Demons Country and they would come to intercept them. They couldn't change their appearance like Er Gouzi. They could only stay here for the time being and slowly look for opportunities later. Er Gouzi was finally thinking about how to open the secret room of the Yuanying Patriarch. There was a very powerful array protection outside this secret room. The dozen or so Jindan evil cultivators who died before had tried it before, but failed to open it. Er Gouzi had learned to refine weapons and had some knowledge of arrays, but he didn't study them deeply. He sat at the door of the secret room these days to study and try to break the array. If it doesn't work, he can only call everyone to come and blast it open violently. Er Gouzi was checking the array when he heard fierce fighting in the city again. "Boom boom boom..." "Boom...ah..." Those evil cultivators are people-oriented and can never be idle. Recently, they didn't go to Da Zhou to make trouble, but they killed each other in the city. He was no longer surprised. It's just that there haven't been many fierce fights like this recently. Er Gouzi is now firmly in the top position of the evil cultivator city, and he doesn't pay much attention to the internal fights among the evil cultivators. On the way back, he heard people in the city talking about another evil cultivator wearing a bronze ghost face mask from the Great Zhou, fighting with local evil cultivators. For the Great Zhou Dynasty, the evil cultivator city is not only a place for hostile and treacherous people. It is also a huge garbage dump that constantly attracts domestic evil cultivators to live here. Er Gouzi is now in a high position and looks down on the evil cultivators in the city. In his eyes, this fight for territory is just a clown show. He doesn't care about this kind of foreign evil cultivator, but this evil cultivator is not honest at all after entering the city. This ghost-faced evil cultivator has a powerful evil skill, specializing in sucking people's essence and blood, and killing people without blinking an eye. After the ghost-faced evil cultivator settled in the city, he used force to gather a large number of lackeys to help him spy on information in the city every day.
At this moment, in a large house in the city, more than a dozen evil cultivators knelt on the ground. "Sir, we are still trying to find out, but we heard that most of the captives were used to make pills." "There are also some captives who surrendered, but they are nowhere to be found." In the direction where the evil cultivators were kneeling, the bronze ghost-faced evil cultivator was sitting. This person had white hair that was whiter than snow, loosely draped on his back. From the two holes of the ghost-faced mask, you can see two eyeballs, one black and one red. The red eyes added a touch of weirdness to this person. The man with the ghost mask has been here for more than ten days, but still hasn't been able to find out the information he needs. He is a little annoyed. "Waste!" The white-haired man grabbed an evil cultivator, and in a breath, the blood and essence in the evil cultivator's body had drained out, turning into a dried corpse. The other evil cultivators were trembling with fear. I don't know what happened, but there is such a big devil in the evil cultivation city. I feel that I can't stay in this evil cultivation city anymore. A group of evil cultivators knelt at the feet of the white-haired big devil, trembling. At this moment, they even had the idea of turning from evil to good. Everyone became an evil cultivator just to be free, and to kill people happily, not to kill for others. Usually, taking others as cultivation materials, naturally makes people happy. Now being used as cultivation materials by others, who can bear it? I can't even be an evil cultivator! "Master, I heard that a group of surrendered prisoners were released from the Heavenly Prison before, but they were hunted by other cultivators in the city because they were too seriously injured." "Now those prisoners are dead or hiding. Give us a little more time and we will definitely find the news." "Why don't you go and check it out!" The ghost-faced evil cultivator stared at the group of evil cultivators with his red eyes, which made them feel scared. These evil cultivators retreated tremblingly. Several days passed like this, and an evil cultivator came to report. "Master, I have finally found the news after going through so much hardship." "Tell me quickly!" "I finally caught a prisoner who knew the news after asking around." As the evil cultivator said this, a sickly man was pulled in from outside. "Are you a captured soldier of the Great Zhou Dynasty?" The white-haired man stared at the person on the ground with his red eyes and asked.
"Yes!" The prisoner replied weakly. "Then, have you ever heard of Zhang Ergou from Sanyang County in the dungeon?" "I have heard of him. He lives in a cell opposite me." The white-haired man heard this, and perhaps because of excitement, the white hair on his head was shaking slightly. "Are you sure you didn't recognize the wrong person?" "No doubt, he said it himself. I heard it with my own ears. This person said he was Zhang Ergou from Sanyang County." The prisoner swore and answered with certainty. "Then how is he? Is he dead or alive now?" The white-haired man's hair fluttered slightly without wind. "He was seriously injured at the time, but he is a tough guy and would never surrender!" "Is he really that tough?" The white-haired man was a little confused when he heard this. Is Zhang Ergou really that tough? "Yes! Very tough!" The prisoner nodded with certainty. "What happened next?" "Later, our group of prisoners were released, and we don't know what happened inside." "When I left, he was still alive. Although he was seriously injured, he was still very stubborn!" = || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-feed', placement: 'Below Article Feed', target_type: 'mix' });