Alien Dust

Chapter 185: Death Wish
Three requests.

The first one has been dealt with.

Wu Hen glanced at the guests and soon spotted a beautiful female guest with a good figure.

Good looking means having advantages.

Isn’t it just up to your mood? Wu Hen likes things that are pleasing to the eyes.

So Wu Hen pointed at another beautiful guest and asked her what she wanted.

"I don't have any special request. I just want to get a job in the Holy Sect. Even if it's just serving a few masters, it will be a very happy thing. I wonder if my request is abrupt?" The woman spoke softly, and the guests were shaken by it.

"Well... I just happen to be looking to gather seven maids recently, so you can come under my command!" Wu Hen said.

Manager Huang was standing aside, looking at the Seventh Young Master with squinted eyes, and thought to himself, why didn't you ask for my opinion on this matter?

"Thank you, sir!" The woman did not act too exaggeratedly, still maintaining her gentle and elegant temperament, and bowed gracefully.

The other guests were shocked.

This is really eye-opening. Can Yingqiu be used in this way?
Instead of saying directly what you want, you can ask for a good job of serving someone directly. This will not only make the other person appreciate you, but also allow you to persuade them in the future, turning a wish into anything you want!
This one should be asked for by a cow!

Learned, learned!
"Okay, the envoy from the Immortality Sect, please tell me more about your request. My elders were here just now, so I didn't hear it clearly." Wu Hen then set his eyes on Yan Yang, the envoy from the Immortality Sect who didn't even have a seat.

The Immortal Envoy Yan Yang still maintained the crawling posture. He didn't look like a person who came to make a wish at all. He looked more like a minor official who had been thrown into death row... just waiting to see how he would die.

"Oh, sir, his case is simple. He just wants justice. His son was killed by a genius from an inferior civilization. He hopes that we can take action and pay off his life with a life." At this time, Manager Huang, who was not very clear about the specific situation, spoke up to remind.

"That's easy to say. I'll let that man pay with his life for you now, how about that?" Wu Hen said.

As he spoke, Wu Hen raised his hand and pretended to slap himself on the forehead.

The Immortal Envoy Yan Yang and Taoist Master Qi Qiao were so frightened that they peed themselves. Qi Qiao in particular hurriedly climbed up and said in extreme fear, "No, sir, please don't joke like this. It's us who didn't recognize the real master. We have offended you... Yan Chao's death is not a pity!"

Yan Yang knelt there in a daze.

He spent all his wealth and finally got this opportunity to curry favor with someone.

I never expected that the person I needed to cling to was the one who swore to tear him into pieces a few days ago!

He hit himself in the face in the street.

He killed his own son.

He received his own offering...

And then you have to kowtow and beg for forgiveness!!
Yan Yang felt like he was going crazy...

But no matter how ashamed he felt inside, he didn't dare to show it at this moment.

He once again banged his head on the ground, and kowtowed to the other person "bang bang bang". His head was bleeding, but he still didn't dare to stop.

The other guests didn't know what was going on. They only felt that the two people from the Changsheng Sect were extremely frightened, as if the new leader was an extremely scary devil who devoured their souls in an instant!
"It must be that the Seventh Young Master had a conflict with the Changsheng Sect during his travels."

"Most likely. These two people from the Changsheng Sect are too stupid. The power of the Holy Sect is so obvious, golden, golden aura. As long as they use this power, they will kneel down. Maybe they can have another chance of survival. Why did they come to the Holy Sect to complain?"

"Hahaha, this is the first time I've seen someone looking for death so fiercely." "I'm afraid this Changsheng Wine House will be gone in the future, but it's a pity that the Changsheng Wine tastes really good."

Judging from the situation, the guests already roughly understood it.

It is common for disciples of the Holy Sect to travel. In order to avoid being targeted by evil beings, they will certainly hide their identities. What bad things did the Changsheng Sect do to deserve such bad consequences?

"What's going on?" Manager Huang was also confused, not knowing how things had become so complicated.

"Uncle Huang, the person who killed his son was me. I nearly died when I was traveling in the Shenmang land, but was saved by the goddess Nuwa. Considering that my practice would cause and effect of good and evil, I changed my name to Wu Hen and protected the people of Nuwa. So they regarded me as their patron saint." Wu Hen told the story calmly.

"In other words, the genius from the inferior civilization is actually the young master?" Manager Huang asked in surprise.

"Not bad." Wu Hen nodded.

After hearing this, Manager Huang suddenly burst into laughter.

He glanced at Yan Yang, without a trace of sympathy on his face, and sneered: "Yan Yang, it is an honor for your son to die at the hands of my son. Are you dissatisfied?"

"No! No! I don't have any dissatisfaction in my heart anymore. Young Master has unparalleled magical powers and is as brilliant as the holy sun. My son can be a whetstone for your cultivation. That's him... No, no, no, it's the supreme glory of my Yan family!!" Yan Yang's whole body was shaking even more violently. He kowtowed frantically while uttering these words.

How could other forces not be aware of the Holy Sect's bad reputation?
If you offend the Holy Emperor, all the eggs in the nest will be scattered!
Yan Yang realized that if he showed the slightest dissatisfaction, not only himself, but also his entire family would die!
He has three sons, and he can still survive even if one of them dies.

Manager Huang nodded with satisfaction. Yan Yang was not stupid after all.

In this way, Yan Yang can at least save his life!

"Young Master, please look at this matter..." Manager Huang also took this opportunity to plead for Yan Yang.

However, Wu Hen ignored him. He walked in front of the Immortality Envoy Yan Yang, suddenly raised his foot, and infused the power of holy breath into his right foot!
"Gah!"

A kick filled with terrifying holy power, as heavy as a thousand pounds, stepped heavily on the back of Yan Yang's head!

Yan Yang was originally kneeling, and when he was stepped on, his head was directly buried in the hard ground. Blood immediately splattered out, smearing the bright red wine jar and jade plate beside him...

This scene made all the guests present gasp.

The Seventh Young Master, who was so gentle and polite just now, has completely changed into a different person. He is so brutal that he looks like a bloodthirsty beast!

After stepping on the man's head into the dirt, the cold-blooded young man continued to pound it a few more times to vent his anger, as if he wanted to crush the man's skull into pieces.

Yan Yang was still struggling to survive, but how could he survive after being hit in the vitals? He was twisting his body simply because he was unwilling to die like this.

"I, Wu... Cai Ting, like to make friends with good people. As long as you sincerely offer me sacrifices, I will respond to your requests!"

"But I will also be satisfied with those who are my enemies and who only want to die!"

After saying this, Wu Hen glanced at the female Taoist master Qi Qiao who was already frightened silly beside him.

Putting away his cruel and cold expression, as if nothing had happened, Wu Hen raised the limp female Taoist master Qi Qiao with one hand and said, "Get up and pour wine for everyone. Don't disturb the other guests and this young master's fun!"

(I would like to ask, are there any of you who would like to receive my votes?)

(End of this chapter)