She wants to buy beauty medicine, and you turn her into a succubus?

Chapter 231 Conspiracy
The evil Qilin clapped his hands.

The door of the private room opened, and the fat man who was gnawing on a chicken leg carried a suitcase and placed it on the kang.

The evil Qilin waved his hand, and the fat man walked out of the private room.

The evil unicorn opened the box.

The things inside are so bright that they are enough to blind the white dove’s eyes!

Han Hai couldn't move his eyes away, revealing a strong greed.

That's a box full of gold!
The evil unicorn said calmly:

"The contents of this box are tolls."

Bai Ge swallowed and looked embarrassed.

I want this incredible wealth, but I'm afraid of something going wrong.

The evil unicorn continued:

“The demon race has always been a concern for Director Zheng.

I will help Director Zheng solve this problem.

It’s just that we don’t have the procedures now.

But don't worry, nothing will happen. I don't want to go to a special prison, brother.

And I can guarantee that if something happens to Stationmaster Baige one day, the Xie family will definitely help you!"

After Xie Qilin finished speaking, he glanced at Han Hai.

Han Hai withdrew his gaze from the box of gold with difficulty, clasped his fists towards Bai Ge and said:
“Brother Bai Ge, you don’t need to do anything else. Just find a way to get our people up the mountain.

If one day Brother Bai Ge gets tired of playing with the authorities, come to me, Fu Zong.

I will leave the position of Fu Zong's law enforcement elder to you, brother Bai Ge."

There was a struggle between conscience and desire in Bai Ge’s mind.

With money as the pavement, both the Xie family and the Fu clan left a way out for themselves.

After thinking it over, Bai Ge gritted his teeth and said:
"Well, tomorrow morning there will be an accident in one of the mountain defense nets, and a hole will be broken.

You have five minutes to pass.

But I can't cut off the monitoring.

Whether you can get in depends on your ability.

If you are discovered, I am sorry, brother, I can only follow the rules. "

Han Hai frowned:
"Just five minutes..."

The evil unicorn raised his glass:
"Thank you, brother. I have one more thing to trouble you with."

The white dove looked unhappy:

"Anything else?"

The evil unicorn said solemnly:

"After we enter the mountain, we must set up strict defenses and not let a single demon leave Changbai Mountain!"

The white dove looked suspicious:

"Strict defense? This is within my scope of responsibility.

But what do you do?
You're not going to come out?

If the administrator finds you on the mountain, you will be punished."

Evil Qilin said:

"I have my own plans."

Han Hai looked at the evil Qilin and said nothing.

He also didn't know what kind of medicine the evil unicorn was selling.

But this kid is smart, he must have some explanation.

. . . . . . .

The next day.

A medium-sized drone was accidentally operated and crashed into a mountain protection net.

Normally it would be fine, but this place is very close to the demon clan’s territory, and the mountain defense network has electricity.

By chance, after an explosion, a sharp boulder slid down and smashed a hole in the mountain protection net.

Seeing this, the evil Qilin took out his long pipe and took a deep puff of the cigarette.

He pursed his cheeks and exhaled the smoke.

Thick fog suddenly rose on the mountain.

Han Hai gave an order:
"go!"

Hundreds of Fu Zong disciples took advantage of the thick fog and crawled into the cave like monkeys.

. . . . . . . .

Three days later, in the dense forest.

The disciples of Fu Zong have been hiding here for three days.

The evil Qilin took his two subordinates to explore the demon clan's territory.

He brought two subordinates, the Fatty and the Drunken Monk, both of whom were good fighters.

Han Hai is willing to cooperate with the Evil Qilin because the Evil Qilin's individual combat power is relatively strong.

The evil unicorn returned to the dense forest, and Han Hai hurriedly asked:
“What’s next?
Brother Xie, I can bring most of the sect with me this time, and we must capture Ye Fan!"

After meeting Ye Fan once last time, Han Hai was certain that Ye Fan knew the art of gathering spiritual consciousness, which was Mo Yulin's specialty.

In order to obtain the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique, Han Hai also tried his best. There was no other way, Fu Zong was too weak.

A few days ago, Fu Zong went to capture Yang Xiao, but all of Fu Zong's disciples were wiped out.

The evil unicorn pointed forward and said:
“Sect Master Han, take a dozen Fu Sect disciples with you and climb over the mountain over there.

I sensed that Ye Fan has been frequenting that hilltop these past three days."

Han Hai's face changed:
"That's the demon tribe's territory. If I go there rashly, isn't it a bit too dangerous..."

Evil Qilin said:

“I will lead my people and the remaining Fu Zong disciples to attack the demon clan’s territory head-on.

Just fight with Ye Fan, and leave the rest to me."

Han Hai was stunned for a moment and looked at the evil Qilin in astonishment.

You dare to attack the demon clan’s territory with 170 or 80 Fu Sect disciples?
Is this crazy?
The evil unicorn frowned and looked at Han Hai:

"You don't dare to do this?"

Han Hai smiled:

"Then I'll trouble you, Brother Xie!"

After Han Hai finished speaking, he selected some of his men and rushed in the direction that Xie Qilin mentioned.

The evil Qilin glanced behind him.

The drunk monk was drunk again and was sleeping soundly under a tree with his wine gourd in his arms.

The evil Qilin waved at the fat man.

The fat man came running over while gnawing on a country pig's trotter.

Evil Qilin said:

“I will lead people to the valley to fight the monsters, and try to make as much noise as possible to lure those big monsters out of the valley.

After the drunk monk wakes up, each of you will take ten Fu Sect disciples with you..."

As the evil Qilin spoke of his plan, the fat man nodded seemingly seriously.

The evil unicorn's face sank:
"Repeat what I said."

The fat man shook his head blankly.

The evil unicorn had a dark face and turned his gaze back to the valley:
"It's okay. You and the Black Emperor will have a 1v1 fight later."

The fat man's eyes widened in horror:

"How about you tell me your plan again, Boss?"

The evil unicorn patiently repeated it again.

. . . . . .

The Evil Qilin and more than a hundred Fu Sect disciples walked to the stream outside Taoer Mountain in a mighty procession.

The stream was bubbling, as if something was trying to come out.

The Fu Zong disciples were sweating profusely.

There is a legendary demon tribe here. If it weren’t for the threat from the sect leader, they really wouldn’t dare to come.

"Moo!~"

With a loud roar, a huge buffalo slowly emerged from the water.

The big buffalo stared with his eyes and said in a muffled voice:

"Humans, you have crossed the line!"

The corner of the evil unicorn's mouth drew a trace of cold smile:

"You guys are really used to posting sentries here."

The last person guarding here was an old poisonous snake.

The evil Qilin sent several Fu Zong disciples to kill him, and his body was transported to the Security Administration.

The big buffalo's eyes gradually became gloomy:

"Human, leave immediately!"

The evil unicorn opens an oil-paper umbrella:
"My lady, thank you for your help."

The air was filled with ghostly spirits. The eight-foot-tall bride roared out from the oil-paper umbrella and rushed towards the big buffalo with her sharp claws extended.

The power of death in the Eight-Foot Bride is even stronger. I wonder how many people she has killed during this period of time, and how many wronged souls the Evil Kirin has fed her!

The big buffalo spewed out a huge water cannon.

The eight-foot bride tore through the water cannon with ease, and her claws pierced the throat of the large buffalo.

The buffalo let out a sharp roar, warning the monsters in the valley.

The Eight-Foot Bride screamed, and the power of death exploded.

The big buffalo fell into the water in horror, and its wronged soul floated out.

The eight-foot bride knelt on the water, grabbed the ghost of the big buffalo, put it into her mouth and devoured it.

. . . . . .

ps: I’m a little sicker now, I’ll update later tomorrow.

I have a fever several times a day and it's a bit unbearable.

I update during the day, not before 12 o'clock, as my health is getting worse and worse.

Everyone, be careful about the recent flu.

(End of this chapter)