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Chapter 238: Overnight Fee


The poor poisonous valley night turned into a big fight between the three young masters of Baiyemen.

The three careless young masters and their entourage have been fighting, hiding, and borrowing power from the Baiye Sect to expand the area.

It's a pity that many innocent people got into a fight because of these three people.

"It's been a tiring day and I haven't let anyone sleep.

Who dares to come close?

Don't blame my sword for not recognizing people."

It was a nameless voice.

This sound effect is very good.

At least Wuming is surrounded by dozens of miles, and no one dares to come close.

During this trip to the Poison Valley, Wuming was one of the two transformed gods, and he was a sword cultivator who had already comprehended a hint of sword intent, and was a little more powerful than the average fellow cultivator.

So once Wuming opened his mouth, no one dared to make trouble around him.

Wuming didn't know when he returned to the Bluestone Tower, but because of his words, everyone in the Bluestone Tower was put in a safety lock.

Lin Wangyou approached Wuming out of curiosity and found that there were three more people lying beside her.

The quiet ones seemed to be the three people who had their mute points tapped.

Lin Wangyou took a closer look and saw that they were the source of the trouble, the three from the Bai family.

A young man.

The three people seemed to have been manipulated by unknown people.

They could not move or speak.

Only a pair of eyes moved around, indicating that they were still alive and awake.

And further away, the other members of the Baiye Sect were fighting even harder because they couldn't find the three young masters.

Lin Wangyou felt that there was not much excitement to see.

The excitement outside would kill people.

The three of them here were just wood, so it was better to go back to sleep.

Unfortunately, Lin Wangyou was still discovered by Wuming.

"Come here."

Wuming waved to Lin Wangyou, and the three people lying on the ground all looked in the direction of Wuming's wave.

As time goes into the Poison Valley, it becomes longer.

The visibility of everyone's consciousness also began to expand, from originally only one meter around them to a small area.

In order to confirm the life and death of these three guys, Lin Wangyou had already gotten closer.

Now that he came over, the three of them could see more clearly.

What the three of them saw was not Lin Wangyou, but an exaggeratedly large sheep.

Lin Wangyou's sheep bed.

"You come down and let them go up."

Wuming turned out to be interested in Lin Wangyou's sheep bed.

When the three heard Wuming's words, they looked at the big sheep with bright eyes.

Everyone's legs were shaking when they saw it.

The poor Sheep Bed is only a third-level spiritual beast and has a docile personality.

How can it withstand the stares of you perverts?

Originally, Lin Wangyou was woken up by Zhengxiang while sleeping.

So she just lazily let the sheep bring her here, but now it's better, she was requisitioned by Wuming.

Lin Wangyou was very unhappy and reluctantly got off the sheep's back.

He said with a sad face: "I will definitely tell uncle when I go back.

You said you bullied me."

The corner of Wuming's mouth raised slightly: "I thought you would be willing to earn some night money from the three young masters.

If you don't agree, then forget it."

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"You're paid."

Lin Wangyou's eyes were shining like the brightest star in the sky.

"Of course, how can your monsters let them sleep in vain, you think so.

I'll help you touch it."

Wuming said, while applying his hand to the fourth master Bai's arms, and took out a pill bottle from it .

I got a few more talismans from Third Young Master Bai, and finally from Second Young Master Bai.

Suddenly he found a talisman paper crane that could be used for help.

After getting the three things, he threw them to Lin Wangyou without even looking at them.

His movements were cool and unrestrained, and his feelings were either his own or generous.

"Okay, your spirit beasts have also been charged for the night, so let them sleep on it.

The three young masters have been pampered since childhood, how can they sleep on the ground."

"Yeah, okay.

No problem at all."

Lin Wangyou got the advantage and didn't forget to be good: "Originally, I saw them lying on the ground quite pitifully, and I was worried that they would catch cold.

My sheep's backs are very warm, so they must not Will catch a cold."

The three young masters were about to cry.

The overnight fee for any one of them was enough to buy her a low-level beast soul.

This damn girl really took advantage of her and acted like a good girl.

The nameless one was even more disgusting.

Although it was for their own good, give it to her.

They found a soft guy, but what about "overnight fees" and "sleeping monsters" were spread out to let others think about it.

Could it be that the young master of the Bai family, after it was rumored that he had a homosexual fetish, would add a beastiality fetish?

But when the ridiculously big sheep came over and gently lifted them one by one on its back with its soft forelimbs, only one of the three young men felt so damn comfortable that it was more comfortable than the bed at home.

This little girl is so good at enjoying herself.

Emma can’t stand it anymore.

It’s too soft.

She must raise a sheep beast when she goes back.

Sheep beasts, as monster beasts with low combat effectiveness, timidity, and low grades, do not need to be tamed into beast souls or contracted into spirit beasts.

They are monster beasts.

They can just be tied up in animal rings and do not dare to dry them. run.

Who would have thought that after the trip to Poison Valley was over, a trend of catching sheep beasts would become popular starting from Baiye Gate.

Therefore, from this day on, the poor sheep beasts gradually changed from free monsters but difficult to survive, to captive beasts without freedom but carefree, who can make a good living by being cute and donating their bodies as beds. .

After they multiplied, they didn't know how their ancestors came to be favored by human monks.

Besides, it was past midnight that night, and Lin Wangyou had rested well in the first half of the night.

She couldn't sleep without the sheep beast in the second half of the night, and it was impossible to run to squeeze in with those three dangerous people, so she simply ran to find Qin Xun. chat.

Qin Xun sat quietly, looking at the bright moon and stars above his head, and listening to Lin Wangyou talk endlessly about small things.

Lin Wangyou was not originally a talkative person.

Only in front of Qin Xun would she couldn't help but want to talk more.

It seemed that even she couldn't remember what she said.

The point was that someone was listening to her and someone was with her.

She is not alone around her.

Xiaosong also boldly jumped from Lin Wangyou's arms to Qin Xun's shoulders.

After a while, he jumped back into Lin Wangyou's arms.

After staying for a while, he jumped to Qin Xun's shoulders again.

It was very lively.

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That night, Poison Valley was half bloody and half peaceful.

Wuming went too far.

In the early morning of the next day, when only four or five people from the Baiye sect, excluding the three young masters, originally numbered 22, came to find his own young master, the Wuming master still refused.

After removing the restraints on the three young masters, he still asked them to lie on the sheep, and he personally supervised and led the people away.

As for the four or five people, although they did not deal with each other, they were reprimanded by Wuming: "If I don't catch them, you have to kill all three of them together.

You are willing to fight between brothers.

You can fight in any way, but you shouldn't."

Kill each other."

Those people still wanted to reply, but Wuming added: "I am most afraid of noise.

If anyone is nagging, my sword will not be sharp."

You can only tell your feelings, not us.

That's what it means.

Even if you have the ability, you can cultivate to the point of becoming a god.

Since you don't have the ability, just accept it.

There were two god-transformation cultivators among the people traveling to Poison Valley this time, one was Wuming, and the other was not from the Baiye Sect, but a woman from the Red Dew Palace, which was second only to the Baiye Sect.

The twenty people in the Red Dew Hall were all dressed in red fairy skirts, covered with red gauze, and uniformly dressed.

The only difference was their bodies and eyes.

The woman who transformed into a god was also among these twenty people.

Last night, the woman from Honglu Hall just snorted coldly, and their area was subconsciously regarded as a forbidden area.

Therefore, after the Baiye sect, which had the largest number of people, finished causing trouble and many people died, it was these women who were the most powerful.

But those women didn't seem to want to cause trouble.

Not only did they refuse to join the small sect, they also refused to get close to other forces.

They seemed to always be so noble and cool.

So now several people from the Baiye Sect also know that Wuming is the safest place for their son.

Otherwise, if the quarrel continues, they will not necessarily have to take action against each other.

Other sects may also take advantage of the chaos to kill several members of the Baiye Sect.

The resourceful young man was secretly killed.

If you get an advantage, don't act like a good boy, they will just shut up.

However, these people soon became unbalanced.

They found a female voice chirping, but Wuming pretended not to hear what she said and was afraid of making noise.

Are people treated so differently?

No matter how unwilling they were, they still didn't dare to speak casually, because Wuming had killed someone in Baiyemen before, just because that person was disrespectful to him.

After killing him, he just let it go.

Although the identity of the person who was killed was not as high as that of Hou Xiang, he was also a descendant of an elder.

The person who prevented the elder from causing trouble for Wuming was actually the sect leader of their Baiye Sect who never liked to meddle in trivial matters.

Therefore, they were very curious about Wuming's identity and did not dare to offend him.

This guy definitely dared to do it, and it was fine even if he did it.

After Lin Wangyou said hello to Wuming, he pulled Qin Xun and walked in another direction.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but these people from the Baiye Sect felt that after Lin Wangyou left, the poisonous fog around them seemed to be thicker in the morning.

These few people could only silently step up their cultivation to resist the poisonous mist.

However, yesterday's battle was too fierce and their Qi was severely depleted.

Unlike Wuming and his companions in the Bluestone Tower, they seemed not to be bothered by the poisonous mist at all.

As for the three young masters sleeping on the sheep, some loyal servants wanted to help them remove the poisonous mist, but they were surprised to find that there was no trace of poisonous gas around the three young masters or even on the sheep.

Is there something wrong with this sheep?

But looking left and right, it looks like it's just a third-level sheep beast.

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There's no problem.

I've never heard of any third-level sheep beast that can expel poison on its own.

In the years of struggle between the three young masters, although their cultivation did not grow fast enough, their intelligence became extremely sharp and powerful.

They soon discovered that their "overnight fee" seemed to be well worth it, and they could even resist poison.

No matter what, You must find a way to raise a few sheep beasts after you return.

And they all only saw the broad and swollen sheep beast.

They didn't see a little white ball nestled next to the three young masters.

It seemed that they were too lazy to leave, Lin Wangyou's useless spiritual beast, the little fox Xiaosong

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