Chapter 547: The Blood Tiger Gang Is Too Bullying

The three members of the Blood Tiger Gang looked at the white-haired man who had crawled out of the coffin.

The blood-red light shone on his face, and his eyes seemed to glow strangely, looking eerie and scary.

"Ghost!"

The three of them were terrified and couldn't help but scream.

In the middle of the night in the cemetery, the wind was howling, and a man crawled out of the coffin and said that you scared him to sleep. This was too creepy.

Even Zhao Yan, who was being held down, was trembling all over, and was so scared.

Although he respected his master very much, he didn't want his master's ghost to come to him again.

However, Wang Tong, who had been trembling all the time, suddenly lost his mind and made up his mind: "Master, don't come back if you die!"

He stabbed Qi Yuan with a dagger.

"Alas, I just want to be a mortal quietly, why are there always so many people forcing me?" Qi Yuan was helpless.

His original plan was to continue the mortal transformation of the white-haired man.

Since the white-haired man is dead, he will continue to use his coffin to transform into a mortal.

With his talent, if he lies in the coffin for a year or two and does nothing, he will probably break through to the ancestor god level, right?

Qi Yuan's plan is perfect.

After all, the so-called mortal, according to Qi Yuan's understanding of watching TV dramas and chasing comics for many years, is similar to seclusion, hiding in the world, not disturbed by worldly things.

But many people fail to become mortals. According to Qi Yuan's understanding, it is because they have problems with the location. Although they are mortals, they are often disturbed by small scoundrels and Long Aotian, which is a constant trouble.

So mortals have to choose a good place, where no one disturbs them and they can be quiet.

So... where is a better place than a coffin?

After all, who would bother the people in the coffin for no reason?

The coffin is simply a holy place for mortals!

Qi Yuan's plan was very loud, but who knew that even in the coffin, someone would disturb him.

He was very angry.

"You forced me to do it. I just want to lie in the coffin and sleep quietly!"

"Those who forced me, all deserve to die!"

Qi Yuan stood up and looked at Wang Tong who rushed towards him viciously.

He raised the coffin board and slammed it on Wang Tong.

"I told you not to disturb me!"

A coffin board hit Wang Tong, knocking him unconscious, his head buzzing, and stars in his eyes.

Bang, bang, bang!

Qi Yuan continued to slam, looking very domineering.

After a few bangs, Wang Tong's head was flattened, and blood flowed.

Qi Yuan held the coffin board in his hand, with a fierce look: "Don't disturb people's sleep in the next life!"

In the memory obtained by Qi Yuan, the white-haired man chose to become a mortal, and he really became a mortal, and he almost didn't use extraordinary power to live.

Since Qi Yuan continued to become a mortal, he must not use extraordinary power.

What skills, spells and magical powers must not be used.

But... he can always use the strong physique he gained from his hard work and experience in killing monsters!

He didn't use extraordinary power, he just had a little strength and a strong body.

At this time, several people present looked at Qi Yuan with fear in their hearts.

This man not only pretended to be dead, but also carried a coffin board and beat Wang Tong to death!

"Go on, it's your turn, you must force me!"

Qi Yuan held the coffin board in his hand, like a fierce bandit, no, a fierce ghost!

Xu Jiaoyun was terrified and ran away.

She already had a shadow in her heart. This Zichen Forest was full of graves, which was too creepy.

But she ran away in a panic, and accidentally tripped over a small grave and fell on the spiked bamboo stakes. There was a huge blood mark on her lower abdomen, and blood was flowing.

But she didn't care about the pain at all at this moment, and struggled to get up and wanted to continue running.

Qi Yuan looked at Xu Jiaoyun's wound, and a look of pity appeared on his face: "It hurts so much, I can't bear to see you in so much pain, so I'll send you down!"

Qi Yuan felt that he was very kind and compassionate to women, and he was as kind as the master. He couldn't bear to see Xu Jiaoyun in so much pain, so he acted as a great philanthropist to help her end her pain.

Qi Yuan held the coffin board and smashed it out. Xu Jiaoyun looked up and saw a black shadow falling down and hitting her hard. The powerful force pushed her body down and was pierced through by the sharp bamboo stakes.

"Puff..."

Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and Xu Jiaoyun died completely.

The other three members of the Blood Tiger Gang trembled. They were all hooligans and were not powerful practitioners at all. They were naturally afraid of such a fierce Qi Yuan.

The short and sturdy man gritted his teeth and said, "Are you a practitioner? We also have practitioners in the Blood Tiger Gang. You can't kill me. The Blood Tiger Gang will not let you go!"

This man was too fierce and couldn't escape.

In such an emergency, he was able to come up with a way to threaten.

It can be seen that he still has some "quick wit".

As for the other two brainless gang members, they were so scared that they couldn't speak at all.

"Don't talk nonsense, how can I be a practitioner, I can't be extraordinary, I just have divine power!" Qi Yuan quickly denied.

He just eats more and has more strength, how can he be a superhuman.

If he reveals his superhuman identity, how can he become a mortal?

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yuan picked up the coffin board again, and angrily knocked the three members of the Blood Tiger Gang to death.

"Huh... I'm so tired!" Qi Yuan pretended to be out of breath, and his acting skills were off the charts.

Zhao Yan looked at the white-haired man in front of him and couldn't help but tentatively said: "Master?"

Qi Yuan then looked at Zhao Yan: "I am your master, but I am not."

Zhao Yan was stunned and a little confused.

What do you mean by yes? But not?

"Master, aren't you dead?" Zhao Yan looked at Qi Yuan tentatively.

The man in front of him had white hair and looked almost the same as his master.

But if there were any differences, the twilight energy in his eyes was not as much as that of his master.

Of course, what he didn't know was that his so-called master was originally the blood that Qi Yuan had dripped into the game.

To a certain extent, it is Qi Yuan's bleeding clone.

Even if the appearance is different, when he looks at it, he will feel that it is exactly the same.

"My soul is dead, but my people are still alive." Qi Yuan said.

"The soul is dead? The human is alive?" Zhao Yan was confused.

Why do I know all the words but don’t understand what they mean when they are combined?

Qi Yuan glanced at the coffin with a look of regret on his face.

Now that the plan has failed, I can no longer lie in the coffin.

"Let's go home." Qi Yuan said.

He is ready to return home and become mortal.

Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, and his expression became nervous: "Master, if you kill the people from the Blood Tiger Gang, the Blood Tiger Gang will not let us go!"

Zhao Yan was very anxious.

In Yunxue City, apart from the Blood of Thorns and the nobles, the Blood Tiger Gang is the most powerful gang, and they also crazily exploit the people at the bottom.

And behind the Blood Tiger Gang are members of the Blood of Thorns, Blood Tiger Cultivators.

The Blood Tiger cultivator was originally a powerful cultivator. Later, after joining the Blood of Thorns, he transformed himself into a Blood Tiger.

Faced with such gangs, ordinary civilians have no chance or qualifications to fight.

The only option is to be exploited by them or join a gang.

"What, the Blood Tiger Gang won't let me transform into a mortal?" Qi Yuan's eyes widened and he was very angry, "How can people be so bad? I didn't offend them at all, I just quietly acted like an ordinary person, but... they How dare you come to take revenge on me!”

Qi Yuan was really angry.

An honest man is so driven that he will be covered in blood for five steps.

He just lay quietly in the coffin and slept.

As a result, I was disturbed.

Now I am planning to go home and continue to transform into mortals, but it turns out that the Blood Tiger Gang has gone too far!

Zhao Yan blinked and was a little confused, but he still said carefully: "Master... how about we leave Yunxue City? Otherwise, if the Blood Tiger Gang comes after us, we may die miserably."

Although the master's fighting power just now was very fierce, it was not inferior to that of a cultivator.

But in Cloud Blood City, the concept that the Blood of Thorns is invincible is deeply ingrained.

After all, the blood of thorns can communicate with the strange gods!

That is the God hanging high in the sky!

"Escape will not solve the problem." Qi Yuan shook his head and said in a meaningful tone, "If I escape, won't I be bullied by them in vain?"

"Is it possible... that we can go back for revenge?" Zhao Yan muttered.

How can ordinary people fight against gangs?

Except for a few out-of-town loners, no one messed with the gangs at all.

Moreover, those who travel alone do not dare to enter the city, as they will be captured by the Blood of Thorns as soon as they enter the city.

"What kind of revenge? We call this self-defense." Qi Yuan said matter-of-factly, "However, we may also be treating a gentleman with a villain's heart. What if the Blood Tiger Gang doesn't bother me?"

Qi Yuan thought again.

Since he has transformed into a mortal, he cannot be too violent.

What if the members of the Blood Tiger Gang are all cuties, and they are also very polite as villains?

After all, the villain in a certain TV show, Eunuch Cao, is also very polite.

He can't misunderstand good people.

"Let's go back to sleep." Qi Yuan was about to go back to sleep.

After lying in the coffin for too long, he felt like he smelled of death.

…

Lee West Street.

The morning light shines like blood on the ground.

The common people here get up early, wear shorts and go to work.

Perhaps due to too little and poor food, the people here all look sallow, thin and malnourished.

Wu Xiang was wearing a robe that seemed to have been removed from a dead person. He frowned and said.

"That white-haired man is actually dead?"

Wu Lian nodded: "He just died a few days ago, and even the big shots from the Blood of Thorns came to check on him."

Speaking of this, Wu Lian felt a little sad.

The white-haired man was her neighbor, and he was considered a handsome guy in Lixi Street, where the average person was malnourished.

Wu Lian often peeked.

The white-haired man's appearance had not changed even after more than ten years, so Wu Lian speculated that the man was a practitioner.

"It's a pity. He is a practitioner. Otherwise, bringing him into our league would also improve our strength." Wu Xiang said.

He came from outside the city and was a member of the rebel army.

They recruited many practitioners just to overthrow the rule of the Blood of Thorns.

However, the gap between them and the Blood of Thorns was too great, so they could only stay outside the city like bereaved dogs.

Wu Xiang put this thought aside and lowered his voice and said, "Wu Lian, you have to leave with me this time. I have opened all channels."

When Wu Lian heard this, she looked surprised.

Although life in the city is better than outside the city, there is no need to worry about being swallowed up by wild beasts at any time.

But she is different. She has been targeted by the Blood of Thorns. When she reaches the age of eighteen, she will be sent to the Hall of Rebirth to become a tool for hatching strange spirits.

"Okay!" Wu Lian nodded heavily.

However, at this moment, Wu Xiang's expression suddenly changed slightly: "No, Blood Tiger Gang!"

He looked outside the yard and saw a group of more than a dozen people wearing Blood Tiger Gang uniforms walking towards them, menacingly.

Wu Xiang's face turned pale instantly. He knew that there was a traitor in the rebel army and someone had betrayed him.

"what to do!"

"what to do!"

At this time, he was anxious inside. In fact, there was someone who was more anxious than him.

That person is Zhao Yan.

When he returned to the yard yesterday, he was not sleepy at all. He kept looking out with panda eyes, fearing that the people from the Blood Tiger Gang would come to trouble him.

Good guy, just after dawn, more than a dozen people from the Blood Tiger Gang came, aggressively.

And judging from the uniforms they wore, they were inner hall disciples.

The fighting power of the inner hall disciples is not comparable to that of ordinary disciples.

"No, no, Master, the people from the Blood Tiger Gang are coming to kill us!"

Zhao Yan shouted anxiously.

In the room, Qi Yuan, who was drinking porridge, felt that the rice was not fragrant.

"Alas... It seems that I still think this world is too beautiful!"

"Didn't I accidentally kill a few of you in self-defense?"

"How dare you come to retaliate against me!"

"I just want to be quiet and mortal, not to ask about worldly affairs, you forced me to do it!"

Qi Yuan gritted his teeth and smashed the bowl in his hand to the ground.

He picked up the hoe at the foot of the wall and walked out of the yard with a majestic and imposing manner.

"Blood Tiger Gang bastards, you are going too far!"

Qi Yuan walked out of the yard, his voice was loud, he held a hoe in his hand and blocked the dozen inner hall disciples of the Blood Tiger Gang.

The hoe in his hand smashed the ground!

Extraordinary dominance!

The only flaw was that he might have used too much force, the wooden plug of the hoe loosened and fell, and the hoe broke into two halves.

Qi Yuan only had a wooden stick in his hand.

The disciples of the Blood Tiger Gang were stunned, looking confused.

"Who is he?"

"What are you doing?"

"Wait, he is the white-haired practitioner, isn't he dead?"

"How is he alive?"

"Is he a corpse?"

The inner hall disciples of the Blood Tiger Gang talked about it, a little confused and puzzled.

In the next yard, Wu Lian also covered her mouth: "How is he alive!"

She personally mourned Qi Yuan and had a meal with Qi Yuan.

Now Qi Yuan has come out with a hoe to block the people of the Blood Tiger Gang.

What happened?

The face of the little leader of the Blood Tiger Gang changed again and again, and the things in front of him were a little weird.

But now, they were busy catching the rebels and had no time to waste with Qi Yuan.

"Hey, is there a misunderstanding? We are going to catch your neighbor. There are rebels hiding in her yard!" said the little leader of the Blood Tiger Gang.

After all, the man in front of him is a cultivator, and he doesn't know how strong he is. If he delays and lets the rebels run away, it will be a big loss.

"Hmph, do you think I have no brains?" Qi Yuan said disdainfully, "You pretend to catch the rebels, but in fact you are lowering my vigilance and then arresting me!"

The little leader of the Blood Tiger Gang was stunned.

Did they meet a fool?

"Hmph, I won't fall for the same trick a second time." Qi Yuan said lightly, "I trusted you too much last night, thinking you were very generous and wouldn't bother me.

As a result, not only did you bother me today, but you also used the same trick to lower my vigilance. Do you think I will fall for it again!"

"???" The little leader was confused.

What last night, what trick?

Why didn't he understand what the white-haired man said?

Not only did he not understand, Zhao Yan also half understood. He felt that he understood, but he also felt that he couldn't understand anything.

The face of the little leader of the Blood Tiger Gang became gloomy, and he was no longer polite: "Since you don't want to drink the toast, you should drink the penalty wine. Brothers, kill him!"

Qi Yuan saw this, and the light of a wise man appeared on his face: "See, I've seen through you, so you won't pretend anymore, right?"

Qi Yuan held a hoe without a hoe, or a wooden stick, and blocked the Blood Tiger Gang in front of him.

"Anyone who dares to stop me from becoming a mortal must die!"

An idea flashed through Qi Yuan's mind.

Being a mortal here, someone disturbs me every day.

Or... kill all those who want to disturb me?

Wouldn't it be possible to purify the mortal?

Thinking like this, a new plan took shape in Qi Yuan's mind.