I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 301 Noble Farmer? ? ? (8000)

"Oh!"

When David came near, the zombie jumped and threw him to the ground, biting his neck.

David grabbed the zombie's long braid, controlled the other's head, put his mouth next to his ear and cursed: "You idiot, you want to smash me to death?!"

"Roar."

The zombie roared and lowered its head fiercely. The whip grabbed David's palm and rushed down, biting David's neck with his mouth open.

"what!!!"

David's eyes widened in an instant, and the severe pain caused him to beat the zombie's back frantically, but as the blood continued to drain, the force of the blow became weaker and weaker, and finally he fell powerlessly.

"Ho."

After the zombie sucked the blood, it raised its head to look at the fierce girl whose legs were limp from fright, and let out a shrill beast roar from its blood-stained mouth.

A force surged out of Annie's body from nowhere, driving her legs, and desperately ran towards the door.

"Duang."

Just as she was running and looking back at the whereabouts of the zombie, the big murderer seemed to hit a wall of air, and her petite body was directly bounced away.

"Is it such a Q bomb?" Qin Yao, whose body was like a wall in front of the wooden door, was stunned.

"Help!"

Getting up from the ground in a panic, Annie tentatively shouted to Qin Yao.

If the person who came was a wicked person, I am afraid that I would not be able to survive today.

"You, get out of the way." Qin Yao glanced at her big murderer, raised his hand and drew out the Zhanshen Saber, and walked quickly towards the zombie.

"Ho, ho."

The zombie kept baring its teeth at Qin Yao, but its body kept retreating from its heart, like a hyena meeting a tiger on the grassland.

"Whoosh."

As he walked, Qin Yao's body suddenly turned into a flash of lightning, and the moment he intersected with the zombie, he chopped off the opponent's head with a knife. The whole process was as smooth and silky as flowing clouds and flowing water.

"It's settled, find someone to collect the body... Also, don't forget to have David's head cut off, otherwise he will become a zombie at midnight, no, he should be a descendant of a vampire " Qin Yao put the knife back into its sheath, said something to Annie, turned around and walked out the door.

"Brother, hero, hero..." In just three seconds, Annie changed three names one after another, and rushed in front of Qin Yao with her skirt in hand, and said with a look of panic, "Take me away."

Qin Yao: "???"

What the hell?

Just playing a monster, and sending an affair?
"I mean, it might not be safe here," Annie said.

Qin Yao liked her figure quite a lot. There was really nothing to say about this, but the other party's appearance and temperament were really not up to the level that could make him feel attractive, so he said calmly: "Don't worry, there are two zombies running out. , one came to your house, and the other may go to the mayor's house, you won't be in any danger anymore."

Annie breathed a sigh of relief: "Hero, are you going to the mayor's house now?"

"I don't need to go to the mayor's house. Someone will collect that zombie... Don't follow me, collect the corpse and wash the ground." Qin Yao shook his head, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

"Junior Dragon Slayer!"

The mayor's house.

in the courtyard.

Uncle Jiu, who had been following here from the church, looked at the figure of the Taoist in front of him, and suddenly opened his mouth to call out.

Since this afternoon, he and Qin Yao have been closely watching the movement of the church from the attic, so they clearly saw Tu Long leading a zombie out and parting ways outside the church.

Qin Yao took the initiative to follow the zombie, while he followed Tu Long leisurely, ready to see what the other party was going to do.

"Senior Brother Lin, why are you here?" Tu Long didn't dare to turn around, for fear that Uncle Jiu would see his protruding teeth.

"Tu Long, come back to Maoshan with me." Uncle Jiu said seriously.

"why?"

"The head may be able to save you..."

Tu Long's body trembled slightly.

Now that he had been seen through, he simply stopped hiding and turned around generously: "He can't save me."

"Uncle Nine?" At this time, Ye Yang, who was wearing a coat, pushed the door and came out, seeing the appearance of the opposite figure through the moonlight, and lost his voice.

"Go back, don't let anyone come over." Uncle Jiu frowned.

Ye Yang: "???"

Just as he was in a daze, several servants who heard the movement also came over one after another and surrounded Ye Yang.

"I'll say it again, go back quickly, don't let anyone appear in the yard, it's very dangerous here." Uncle Jiu sighed slightly and shouted.

That is to say, in Jiuquan Town, if it was in Renjia Town, this situation would not happen at all.

"What's the danger?" Ye Yang asked in surprise.

After a while, he also saw clearly that the person standing opposite Uncle Jiu should be Taoist Tu Long.

Properly one of my own.

Uncle Jiu was speechless.

It's all said and done, why is he so mean?

"The danger is..." Tu Long turned around suddenly, kicked the sole of his foot on the ground, his figure rushed towards Ye Yang like an arrow from the string, and grabbed his throat in the blink of an eye, controlling it in his hands.

"Daozhang, what are you doing?" Ye Yang exclaimed.

"Slaying the dragon, don't make mistakes!" Uncle Jiu said sternly.

Tu Long held Ye Yang in his arms as he changed hands, and roared ferociously, "Self-mistake? Brother, I'm not making a mistake, I'm taking revenge!
The place that the old bastard and his little bastard son arranged for me hides a terrifying vampire.

As far as my skills are concerned, I was knocked to the ground without even going through three moves by the opponent, and then I was dragged up like a dead dog and bit my neck.

Decades of penance were destroyed once, and there is no hope of practicing in the future.You said, should I kill him? "

Ninth Uncle: "..."

Just from this shrill voice, he could hear the deep despair.

Whoever it was, would hate Ye Yang to the bone after going through this encounter.

"Tu Long, listen to me. You are a member of Maoshan. As long as you don't violate Maoshan's commandments, Maoshan will not give up on you. Even if the master can't get rid of this corpse poison, the seniors in Nei Mao can't get rid of it. Listen to me, let go of Mayor Ye, and follow me back to Maoshan." After a moment of silence, Uncle Jiu said softly.

"It's useless. What you said is useless. Those are vampires, not ordinary zombies. In addition to the physical mutation, they also have mental control. There is no way for me to escape the control! Brother Lin, I don't want to be your enemy, let me go, let me go, okay?"

Ninth Uncle: "..."

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your promise."

"Let go of Mayor Ye first." Worried that he would be irritated, Uncle Jiu's voice became softer.

"Damn him!" Tu Long held Ye Yang's head and twisted it hard, then turned around and turned into an afterimage, turning over the wall in the blink of an eye.

Just judging from the strength of this twist, Uncle Jiu knew that Ye Yang was not saved, so he didn't stay to check the other party's status, and disappeared into the night after Tu Long.

"The Lord said: Since they walk according to their lusts, My Spirit will not dwell in them forever. However, they can still have a lifespan of one hundred and twenty years..."

Jiuquan Cathedral.

Prayer room.

Three hundred people who were lured by the supplies sat in rows of seats, and followed Father Wu on the podium to recite the Bible.

Basically, Father Wu said a sentence, and they learned to say it again. The voices of three hundred people merged into one, and the voice became huge and majestic, stirring every corner of the prayer room.

in front of the church.

Qin Yao, who was carrying a long knife, raised his head slightly, looking at the surging white holy light in the darkness, the golden light in his eyes disappeared.

"Shh."

Suddenly, an afterimage flew into the church, and then Uncle Jiu, who was holding a wooden sword, fell to Qin Yao's side.

"Master."

"Ok?"

"You show mercy."

Uncle Jiu paused slightly and avoided the subject: "How about that zombie you chased?"

"The walk was very peaceful."

Ninth Uncle: "..."

"Very good." After a long time, he said softly.

Qin Yao didn't ask him what he was referring to, and he didn't ask him again why he showed mercy to Tu Long: "The one surnamed Wu gave us a big problem!"

Uncle Jiu looked up at the church: "I'll go and bring the people out."

"Those foreign devils will not let you get what you want." Qin Yao said: "These people are their last bargaining chips against the devil, and they can even be said to be life-saving straws. If you want to go in and pull out this life-saving straw, they will definitely fight with you." You work hard."

Uncle Jiu frowned: "Do you have any good ideas?"

"I do not have."

"No, you have, but you don't want to do it." Uncle Jiu said.

Qin Yao was silent for a moment, and said with a smile: "Yes, I have. The best way is to strike first and beat the blood of the vampire and his descendants, so that they will not dare to approach the burning prayer hall of the holy light." .

Even, seeing that we have the upper hand, those monks may beat the vampires to death. The combination of Chinese and Western has the greatest chance of winning. "

"Qin Yao, compared with these lives, what is more important than personal grievances?" Uncle Jiu asked.

Qin Yao said quietly: "Master, I have never changed."

Ninth Uncle: "..."

He has no choice but to meet a disciple with such a righteous idea!
"Don't forget what you promised me." Qin Yao said suddenly.

"What did I promise you?" Uncle Jiu was astonished.

"I won't take the initiative to help them."

Uncle Jiu hesitated for a moment: "I don't want to help them..."

"There is no such thing as a free lunch!" Qin Yao's eyes flashed a look of cruelty: "The people who went in all took benefits from the church. They took the benefits and worked their lives for the church. Why should we be pitiful?"

"They must not know the risks involved," said Uncle Jiu.

"So we have to pay for their stupidity?" Qin Yao asked rhetorically.

Ninth Uncle: "..."

Qin Yao solemnly said: "Master, I know you are kind-hearted, but can you listen to what they are reading now?
They regard Western gods as the main ones, the Bible as a contract, and priests as their witnesses, and they are willing to dedicate everything to the Lord.

Yes, they were tempted, and they didn't know the seriousness of it.

But in any case, the nature of their behavior now remains the same. "

Uncle Jiu looked helpless: "I've never been able to say enough about you."

Qin Yao smiled silently: "Then you can watch the show with me, and go out to clean up the mess when they die."

"Huh...huh..."

While the master and the disciples were talking, a dark wind suddenly blew up in the church, blowing sand and rocks, pouring countless fly ash into the prayer hall, and quickly extinguishing countless candles on the wall, attracting the attention of everyone.

"Don't stop, keep reading." On the podium, a church monk shouted loudly: "If you survive tonight, each person will get an extra ocean!"

Money touches people's hearts, and the three hundred people who heard this sentence lifted their spirits, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and their voices were much louder when they read it.

An ocean is nothing to rich people, but it is still very attractive to poor people like them.

"Bang, bang, bang..." After the torches, the oil lamps hanging on the wall exploded one after another. In a blink of an eye, only the oil lamp on the head of Father Wu was still shining brightly, illuminating the Bible on the podium in front of him. "

Father Wu read with a blank expression, but the people who followed the reading gradually realized something was wrong, and the excitement caused by the ocean gradually subsided, and their voices also became quieter.

"Don't read it, don't read it at all." A figure wearing a monk's uniform suddenly appeared in front of the door and shouted to the three hundred people: "At three o'clock in the afternoon, at midnight, the church will be attacked by demons. The reason why those four people on the podium lured you here is to use your lives as fuel to ignite the glory of God and save their lives."

"Jon? What nonsense are you talking about?" On the podium, a monk shouted sharply.

"Jesse (Jesse), he is no longer Jon." A monk next to him said softly.

Jesse: "..."

"I don't want to read it anymore, and I don't want that ocean anymore, it's too weird, this thing is too weird." Just as he was silent, a member of the public suddenly stood up and said loudly.

"An extra three yuan per person, are you sure you don't want it?" Father Wu looked at the other party with a sword-like gaze.

Under this sharp gaze, there was a tingling sensation on the man's face for no reason.

"Even if it is added to ten yuan, I'm afraid I will earn money, but I will spend it!" Daoist Tu Long flashed to the door, sneering again and again.

The person standing in the darkness became more and more frightened as he thought about it, and walked out of the crowd without looking back.

If there is the first one, there will be the second one. Driven by him, nearly a hundred people left the venue in a blink of an eye.

When there were fewer and fewer people left, panic inevitably appeared, and the remaining people began to flee in large numbers, and finally only two people were left sitting in their original positions.

"Why don't you leave?" Tu Long asked.

"We are not afraid of ghosts, we are only afraid of poverty." One person responded.

Tu Long sneered: "Since you want money but not your life, then I will fulfill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the two with seven vampires in monk uniforms.

"Shenwei is like a prison!" Father Wu held a silver cross in his hand, pointed at Tulong with his arms, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Shh."

A beam of holy white light flew out from the tip of the cross, penetrating the void like a bullet, and hit Tu Long fiercely. The violent force exploded in his chest, blasting him out of the door, and a big hole was broken in his chest.

"I'm in so much pain..." Tu Long gritted his teeth, lying outside the prayer room, the wound on his chest continued to heal under the permeation of the black air.

"God is like a prison!"

"God is like a prison!"

……

Father Wu gritted his teeth, holding the cross and pointing at the seven demonized monks continuously. The blazing white light blasted them out of the prayer room one by one like cannon fire.

These seven people have been with the shortest one for almost ten years, and their relationship with each other is as close as father and son, but they didn't expect that father and son would kill each other today.

It's impossible to have no waves in his heart, but even if there was a storm in his heart, he didn't hold back every ray of holy light he shot.

"father..."

Unlike the tyrannical dragon slayer, these demonized monks have no resistance to the holy light, and the big hole in their chests bombarded by the holy light cannot be healed.

In the blink of an eye, a monk seemed to have recovered his emotions and memories, raised his upper body slightly, and stretched out his palm towards Father Wu.

"Crack."

A big foot that suddenly appeared stepped on his face, and stomped his head into the hard stone slab. Unknowingly, several pieces of his face were broken, making a creepy sound.

"The devil!" Father Wu yelled sharply, "I won't be afraid of you."

"I don't want to scare you, I just want to turn you and those around you into my descendants." Father Xiyang stepped into the church step by step, with an elegant posture.

Father Wu silently clenched the cross in his hand, and said firmly, "This is a church, with the blessing of the Lord, you will not succeed!"

"Blessing of the Lord?"

Father Xiyang paused, and pointed to the cross above the podium: "If He could protect the believers in every church, I would not have been pierced through the chest by a cross twenty years ago.

A priest was killed by a cross in a church, which is the highest blasphemy against God.

But does God respond?
He didn't!
He may actually exist somewhere, but he is far less omnipotent than we think. "

"Your memory hasn't been sealed?" Father Wu said in astonishment, "How can you think so with the experience of being a priest for half your life?"

"of course not."

Father Xiyang said indifferently: "You mean the experience of the priest? Hahahaha, since God didn't save me when the evil struck, then when I became evil, I came to take revenge on His believers. Is this wrong?"

Father Wu: "..."

"All that needs to be said has been said, and you can go on the road." Father Xiyang took off on the ground, his body turned into a white light, and rushed towards the podium.

"The majesty is like hell." Father Wu held the cross in his hand and pointed at Father Xiyang.

Priest Xiyang didn't think that the opponent's holy light could hit him at first, but when his body was pointed at by the cross, the time and space around him seemed to freeze, and he couldn't even move.

"boom!"

The holy light hit him on the chest impartially, and the powerful force instantly knocked him into the air. When he landed, he staggered and almost sat on the ground.

"The majesty is like a prison." Father Wu raised the cross to Father Xiyang again without a moment's pause.

Father Xiyang reacted very quickly, raised his arms suddenly, and switched to zombie mode in an instant.

Yep, that's bullshit, in the original, he's able to switch back and forth between vampires and zombies.

Zombie mode is not afraid of Western holy light, and vampire mode is not afraid of Chinese Taoism!
"Shh."

The trajectory of fate is like this, so when he switched to zombie mode, the feeling of being imprisoned disappeared instantly, and he easily avoided the attack of the holy light.

Father Wu was stunned.

This is an accident beyond his cognition.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Father Xiyang jumped and quickly came to the podium.

Father Wu woke up like a dream, and kept waving the cross, shooting out the holy light.

However, Father Xiyang was more agile than he had imagined, at most one or two of the ten holy lights could hit him, and they didn't do any damage.

"Snapped."

On the podium, Father Xiyang slapped the cross from Father Wu's hand, embraced his body with both hands, resisted his struggle and beating, and bit his neck.

"Run!"

Father Wu died, and the remaining three monks were scared out of their wits, and rushed out the door with two guys who wanted money but did not want their lives.

But at this moment, Tu Long who was lying outside the door suddenly stood up and blocked their way.

"Today, none of you can escape!"

……

"It's time to clean up the mess." Outside the church, Uncle Jiu kicked open the tightly closed door and strode into the venue.

Qin Yao pulled out the Zhanshen Saber behind him while walking, and when he turned his wrist, the blade made a loud sound of cutting through the air.

Prayer room.

Father Xiyang threw away Father Wu's body, stood in front of the Lord's cross, and looked up at the door.

He could clearly feel that two groups of powerful forces were constantly approaching.

"My lord, let's go." After quickly killing three monks and two people, Tu Long said to Father Xiyang.

"Are you afraid of them?" Father Xiyang asked.

"It's not that we're afraid of them, but we can't afford to provoke them." Tu Long sighed.

"With the blessing of the ancestor, we can provoke the Holy See, so what are two people?" Father Xiyang sneered at this.

Tulong: "..."

If it wasn't a last resort, he really didn't want to make Mao Shan an enemy.

Not because he used to be from Maoshan, but because he knows how powerful Maoshan is!
"Tu Long, I gave you a chance." Uncle Jiu appeared in front of the prayer hall with a mahogany sword in hand.

"Brother, I have no choice." Tu Long said bitterly.

"Master, the villain died because of talking too much." Qin Yao took out the magic pearl with one hand, and summoned the red and white twins.

Ninth Uncle: "..."

I just said a word! ! !

I'm furious.

Rebel!

"Kill." Qin Yao picked up the Zhanshen Saber and took the lead in charging.

The two teams of red and white Shuangsha followed behind him, rushing towards the podium with billowing yin energy.

Uncle Jiu had no choice but to jump up with him. The mahogany long sword pierced the sun like a rainbow, and he came from behind and stabbed at Father Xiyang.

"Oh!"

Father Xiyang slapped the mahogany sword hard with his palm, and with his bare hands, he slapped the Zhanshen Knife brazenly and fearlessly, but his fist was directly split by the blade. He was so frightened that he quickly avoided it, and shouted harshly, "What kind of weapon is this?"

"Are you blind?!" Qin Yao kept walking, and rushed towards the opponent at a very high speed. The blade was like a horse, and he chopped at Father Xiyang's head in a flash.

Father Xiyang really didn't dare to take the knife. Unfortunately, he didn't even have a weapon at hand, so he could only use his speed to keep dodging, shouting: "Slay the dragon!"

Tu Long, who had been frozen in place, had no choice but to respond, and rushed towards Uncle Jiu, with his hands like tiger claws, grabbing Uncle Jiu's throat.

"Snapped."

Uncle Jiu struck his paw with a sword, and Tu Long subconsciously withdrew his hand, raised his leg and kicked Uncle Jiu's wrist.

"boom."

Uncle Jiu grabbed Tulong's ankle with one hand, lifted his entire body in an instant, and slammed it heavily on the ground.

In fact, although Tulong lost to Uncle Jiu in the original book, there is still no problem for the two sides to go for thirty or fifty rounds.

But in this world, due to Qin Yao's fluttering of butterfly wings, Uncle Nine's fighting power is soaring, and Tulong is really not enough to fight in front of him!

"Brother..." Tu Long struggled violently, trying to shake off Uncle Jiu's palm: "Don't kill me, I don't want to die!"

"puff."

Uncle Jiu let go of his ankle, and stretched out his hand to touch the mahogany sword. The blade of the sword immediately shone with a bright golden light, and it came out of his hand, piercing the dragon's chest forcefully...

Pass through!

The bloody light in Tu Long's eyes quickly dissipated, and his body, which was struggling to sit up, fell to the ground again.

"Please give me strength from the ancestor." After Tu Long's death, Father Xiyang's pressure doubled, and he suddenly raised his hands above his head and fell to his knees with a plop.

The ghosts scrambled to rush at him, and black smoke billowed out of the ground suddenly, as if it was real, and bounced off the red and white teams.

"boom."

Qin Yao slashed on the black smoke, as if colliding with gold and iron, and the blade brought out a string of golden fireworks.

"What the hell?"

He clenched the Divine Slashing Knife tightly with both hands, pouring true energy into the blade continuously, and when a faint golden light shone from the blade's edge, he lifted the knife and slashed again.

"Shh."

This time he finally cut through the black smoke, causing the black smoke to quickly shrink into Father Xiyang's body. Only two strange pops were heard, and a pair of huge black wings suddenly spread out from behind the vampire.

"Transform?!" Qin Yao shrank his steps an inch, his body glowing with a faint golden light, and rushed towards the opponent with a series of afterimages.

The light of the knife is like a rainbow.

At the same time, Uncle Jiu drew out the copper coin sword on his back, stretched out his hand and brushed over the sword body, the short sword flashed bright golden light instantly, and volleyed towards Father Xiyang's back.

"Whoosh."

After having wings, Father Xiyang's speed increased greatly, and he quickly avoided all attacks while changing positions, and flapped his wings slowly into the sky: "You guys can't kill me!"

"I'll fuck you." Qin Yao slashed an arc-shaped saber aura, and the golden saber aura slashed at Father Xiyang's body, instantly cutting deep cracks.

"Hey." Father Xiyang neighed in pain, his eyes quickly darkened, and his body turned into a black light, swooping towards Qin Yao's body with billowing black smoke.

"Whoosh."

"Boom."

Uncle Jiu controlled the flying sword and shot it from bottom to top, tearing up the black smoke, and bombarded the priest's chest heavily.

The black smoke removed most of the impact force of the flying sword and did not hurt the vampire, but it managed to stop him.

Qin Yao jumped up with a knife, and fought fiercely with the vampire. The figures of the two were extremely fast, and only two rays of light, one gold and one black, were constantly colliding in the void.

Uncle Jiu took back the copper coin sword, took out a stack of talismans, took out one of them and stuck it on the copper coin sword, and then pinched the seal with his hand, and the copper coin sword suddenly turned into a golden glow, rushed into the sky, and hit the black light with a bang.

The black light suddenly stopped, and it manifested into a vampire figure, and a copper money sword with talisman paper was stuck in its chest.

"Shh."

Uncle Jiu held the stack of talisman papers in both hands, stretched out his hand and pulled, hundreds of talisman papers flew into the air, rushing towards the vampire.

Looking at the flying golden talisman paper, a flash of fear flashed in the vampire's eyes, and he switched to vampire mode instantly, trying to use this mode to immunize against Chinese Taoism.

But to his surprise, those talismans suddenly exploded when they approached him, flames, ice blades, lightning, spikes, hurricanes, sword shadows... Countless attacks overwhelming him, exploding in the blink of an eye His limbs flew all over the place.

Qin Yao's body fell to the ground lightly, and his eyes widened as he watched the explosion in mid-air.

Even though he was the only one in the audience, seeing his dumbfounded expression, Uncle Jiu felt relieved, and said lightly, "I am a talisman cultivator."

Qin Yao: "..."

Depend on.

I hate it when someone pretends to be in front of me.

Neither can Uncle Jiu!
"Master, why do you keep getting an A if you can get a major?"

Uncle Jiu glared at him and reprimanded, "Speak human words."

"I mean, if you have this trick, why didn't you use it earlier, it caused me to fight for so long."

Ninth Uncle: "..."

If you don't fight for so long and severely wound the vampire, even if I use this move, I won't be able to kill him instantly!
It's just that it seems that you can't say this directly, and you will lose face if you say it.

"What's wrong with you, complain about the first place." Uncle Jiu reprimanded, "Do you know what tempering is?"

Qin Yao: "..."

I believe you a ghost!
You are a bad old man...

"Slap." Before he could finish complaining in his heart, Uncle Jiu suddenly hit his head with a wooden sword.

"I didn't refute, why did you hit me?" Qin Yao asked, covering his head.

"Your eyes are wrong." Uncle Jiu said.

Qin Yao: "..."

Gan.

This fucking is okay? !
"Still watching?" Uncle Jiu silently raised the mahogany sword.

The corner of Qin Yao's mouth twitched, and he looked away: "Master, the vampire is dead, but the story is not over yet."

"You mean..." Uncle Jiu put down the mahogany sword.

Qin Yao took a breath: "Twenty years ago, the guy who turned Father Xiyang into a vampire is the ultimate horror in this story."

"Underground." Thinking of the black smoke summoned by the vampire, Uncle Jiu said in a condensed voice.

The master and the apprentice looked at each other, and walked to the entrance of the basement. Uncle Jiu picked up a candle by the window sill and lit it with a fire talisman.

"Creak." Qin Yao pushed open the broken wooden door, and Uncle Jiu walked down first, holding a candle.

Shortly after.

The two searched the entire basement with the ghosts, but found nothing.

"There is another floor underground." Xiao Wenjun's voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows, and a golden light suddenly lit up with the divine knife in his hand. As he squatted down and plunged into the ground, he circled and cut a large circular hole, and the gravel fell into the second underground floor.

Uncle Jiu lit an oil lamp in the basement with a candle, covered it with a glass lampshade, and jumped down first with the oil lamp in hand.

Qin Yao waved his hand, and all the evil spirits immediately turned into gusts of evil wind, quickly got into the big hole, and stood beside Uncle Jiu...

"Forcing the snipe and the clam to fight, reaping the benefits of being a fisherman, and being so cold-hearted, you should be the monks of the Demon Sect in China, right?" When Qin Yao also jumped down, a voice that seemed to come from the bottom of Jiuyou suddenly came from somewhere. sound in one direction.

Uncle Jiu looked over with a lantern, and saw that the place where the sound came from was an altar. In the center of the altar stood a statue of a demon with his upper body naked, a face like a bat, wings on his back, and ten fingernails like spikes.

"Who are you?" Qin Yao shouted with a faint guess in his heart.

"I am the noble ancestor of the blood race... Cain." A voice came from the statue.

"noble?"

Qin Yao blinked and asked in confusion, "Even if I believe you, isn't Cain a farmer?"

Demon Statue: "..."

Ninth Uncle: "???"

Noble vampire farmer?
What the hell is this? ! ! !
(End of this chapter)