I Can See the Combat Prowess

Chapter 865: One hundred sixty nine

Chapter 865: Chapter 169: Yuanyang Boy Body

Tang Manor Chang Fu was Tang Sen's most trusted retainer. From his father's point of view, Chang Fu was no different from his brother, and in the same way, he treated Chang Fu's son as a nephew.

After the Tang clan defeated the Mi clan, the status of the first Townsend rose, and the clan award never fell.

This luxurious residence in Lanshan City was originally the ancestral home of the Zhang family, a wealthy family in Lanshan City. After the Zhang family was expelled, this ancestral home became the first residence. The steward of the residence was Chang Fu's eldest son, Chang Le. Although it was a steward, However, all affairs of Fuzhong are handled by him, and it is not wrong to say that it is the general manager.

After Tang Luo received Xu Laoying's reply, he informed Chang Le to gather all the housekeepers in the central hall, saying that there was an important announcement.

"After a while, you will dismiss all the servants in the mansion, and the steward will take them back to the old Beishan mansion, and transfer all the guards away. Also, please go to the wind agent and Wutang to tell the staff of Lanshan City. Defender, in the next three days, no matter what happens to the first mansion or how much noise is made, no one is allowed to approach, let alone snoop."

Chang Le was shocked and quickly said, "Master, if we are all gone, who will take care of your diet and daily life, it is better to stay in the house and let other stewards take people away."

When the other stewards heard what Chang Le said, they quickly expressed their loyalty that they wanted to stay and co-exist and die with the capital of Lanshan City. The generous appearance would make outsiders think that Tang Luo was mobilizing before the war. .

"It's OK, but you don't need to die for the family at this time, save your useful body and rebuild the capital of Lanshan City."

Tang Luo waved his hand with anger and amusement, and resolutely said, "Before dark, I want the first mansion to be empty. Is it clear enough?"

It was night, the first mansion of Lanshan City was exceptionally quiet, and all the houses’ corridors were dark. Only the nave was illuminated by the fire stone. Tang Luo sat on the nave, holding a volume of ancient books brought from the fantasy world, and read it. Savoury.

The sky was freezing cold, and Chang Le was afraid that Tang Luo would catch the cold before leaving, so he lit several braziers in the nave, and despite the roar of the north wind outside the house, the inside was like warm spring.

Suddenly, a few strands of cool smoke rose from the warm basin next to the pillars on the north side of the house, and the carbon that had been smoldering for two or three days was unexpectedly extinguished. Tang Luo raised his head and glanced, then he lowered his head and continued reading.

After a while, the warm basin in the room went out one after another, and even the spar lamp hanging on the beam of the room flickered.

"If it is extinguished, it will be extinguished, if it is extinguished, it will be extinguished, so that the flashing light and dark will hurt your eyes, understand?

Tang Luo put down the ancient books, raised his hand with a void finger, and blasted the spar lamp on the beam. The nave that was originally bright as day and warm as spring instantly turned into a cold dark room.

Only a pair of thumb-sized silver wheels flashed in the dark. Those were the pupil wheels that emerged in Tang Luo's eyes after practicing the Immortal Battle Body, allowing him to see things in the dark, which was really useful at this time.

Tang Luo held up the ancient book again with no expression on his face, the cold, humid and dark environment did not shake his mind.

After a while, the closed door of the central hall was suddenly pushed open by a gust of wind, the door bolt with the thickness of the arm broke in two, and he fell to the ground.

Tang Luo, who was interrupted to read the papers, frowned and raised his head, but found that there was nothing outside the door, only a beam of bright moonlight hitting the ground outside the courtyard.

"The moonlight is beautiful."

The whispering woman whispered behind Tang Luo's neck, as if there was a piece of ice, and the cool air blew the hair tress of the temple.

Tang Luo turned his head, and a woman in white clothes stood two steps behind her, her head scattered and covering her face, and she could vaguely see through the gaps in her hair. The woman's face was pale and scary.

After 15 years of cultivation, I have seen all the spirits, souls, monsters, and beasts. This is the first time for a female ghost. Tang Luo couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and said, "Hair is still hair, it's a bit messy."

"The clothes are quite white, but they are as flat as a mirror, so they don't have chests and butts?"

"Oh, there are no legs. Are you floating? The teeth seem to be pointed, don't you bite your tongue?"

"Hey, female ghost, let me have a look at your hair. Are your eyes and tongue the same as the story says, because you can't stare at them, so they are all white, and then your tongue is extremely long to your chest?"

There was no answer, the ghost was still motionless, Tang Luo pouted, turned his head and continued to open the book, bowed his head and said: "I will disperse the servants in the mansion, and ask the guards of Lanshan City not to come close. I will leave such a large stage for you. It's so boring to make some scary female ghosts."

The so-called ghosts are incomplete souls filled with obsessions. No matter which one of the seven emotions and six desires is too paranoid, the souls will gather and not disperse. If the magnetic field responds, ghosts will be born, and ghosts are the most sensitive. The more fearful he is, the stronger he is, and even the strong people who condense the spirit of the fierce realm are also afraid of ghosts entering the body and corroding the spirit, this kind of damage is even more serious than the serious physical injury.

Some ancient sects have developed a new way of nurturing ghosts through spiritual power, inheriting powerful ghost kings, and forming unique ways of cultivation.

Although Tang Luo hadn't seen it before, he wasn't scared at all, and he even wanted to laugh.

People are afraid of ghosts, but ghosts are also afraid of people, just like yin and yang.

Yuanyang boy's fierce realm martial artist, the physicist master with blood like a dragon, possessing any of them can be regarded as a ghost nemesis, not to mention Tang Luo with two special characteristics. In the eyes of the ghosts, Tang Luo was a group of extremely strong flames, and even the ghost king could not get close easily, not to mention the grievances and ghosts.

Therefore, Tang Luo ignored the female ghost behind him and read the book to himself. In the book, he was going to the wonderful place where Yunzu fought the Eight-Armed Demon King alone, where he was willing to be distracted.

As a result, he did not see the one-horned Fei Tou Man on the forehead of the house beam, nor did he see the demon that penetrated the window sill like a piece of paper, nor did he pay attention to the naked fox girl under the moonlight.

The group of ghosts entered the middle hall, and they surrounded Tang Luo who was reading the book carefully, but did not dare to take a step closer until the naked fox girl got into Tang Luo's arms.

"My son, what's so good about the book." The glamorous fox girl pressed Tang Luo's left hand that turned the page on her towering chest, and said with a sigh of relief: "Look at the slave first, she can't breathe Get angry."

The fox girl pressed Tang Luo's hand and rubbed her chest, her gasping voice became heavier and harder, and finally it became a light snort from the tip of her nose.

There was an inexplicable **** in his arms, and his free left hand was still stuck in the soft flesh. Tang Luo could only put down the ancient books, and lowered his head to face the charming and charming fox girl, and said indifferently: "Fairy cultivation is not easy. The form has been refined into a ghost. If there is a reincarnation in the world, I hope you can reincarnate in the next life and avoid the pain of refining the soul."

After speaking, the spiritual power controls the muscles and muscles of the right arm, and the innate energy of the two ambiguities is mixed with strength and burst out, pouring in from the right chest of the fox girl, completely shaking this strange spirit body into nothingness.

(End of this chapter)