The Little Husband Dynasty was established two thousand five hundred years ago.

The first generation of the king, Obi Xiaofu, started his business by doing business. At its peak, he could compete with the Feilong Chamber of Commerce in Sbaan, whether in terms of connections or wealth.

Unfortunately, such a hero was eventually assassinated by his enemies. He was said to have a different body and his death was particularly miserable.

The young husband dynasty, which was maintained by his own strength, gradually embarked on the road to defeat because of his loss of backbone.

But what is outrageous is that the major powerful tribes that originally lived here clamped down on each other in the process of competing for territory and heritage, but they did not decide the real victory or defeat.

To this day, this place is still in a situation of war, with people living in miserable life and mourning everywhere.

When Bai Wushang first arrived here, he glided through the sky.

You can vaguely see several large cities that were once extremely prosperous, which were disrepaired and neither managed nor inhabited.

Here... there is no ordinary people's saying at all!

Those who can leave have long tried every means to escape, go to other dynasties and settle again.

Those who cannot leave will either die or be cautious, and live like a mouse crossing the street.

"Even after the invasion of evil spirits, the big fight did not appear as a primitive society, so declining and ruined..."

Bai Wushang frowned, instinctively disgusted with this dynasty and regarded it as a barbarian land.

"Does the Milky Way have strange perceptions?"

"Master, there is no one for the time being..."

The little rabbit scratched his ears, his face confused.

"If you can hide in secret, there must be special secret techniques for evil curse and it also has its own advantages."

Bai Wushang thought, disguised himself as a rough and strong man, and entered a ruined city and secretly visited the residents therein.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! What are you doing?"

"These fireworks and hidden foxes have excellent appearance. I count three numbers. If you don't give them to me, I will ask your head to the ground!"

In the dark alley, a domineering young man, wearing jewelry and silver jewelry, sat upright on the back of a five-meter-high horse, sneering.

In front of him, two dark-skinned and thin women hugged the little fox the size of a palm in their arms, feeling anxious and trembling.

"Young master, this is something we finally caught. We hope to sell them for money and exchange them for food for a few years."

"If you don't give me any money, we will starve to death next month..."

“It’s so much nonsense!”

The young man drove the horse and stepped on the woman's shoulder.

She was trampled into the stone floor, and half of her bones were broken, and in the blink of an eye it became a warm corpse.

The two Tibetan foxes in their arms fled in panic, but were easily tied up by the soft whip thrown out by the boy.

After pulling and lifting it up, putting it in a cage, the boy then smiled satisfied.

"Ajun, the doctrine that our sect pursues is to be paired with each other!"

"Kill them all, leave one more trouble."

“Yu!”

The horse kicked again, and the second woman who survived her neck tilted and died.

"Hi, it's rare to go down the mountain once. If you don't search for some more money, just my pocket money is not enough to spend money on everything..."

The boy hummed a relaxed and pleasant little song, not caring about the blood flowing out of the corpse, and had already soaked a large area of ​​land.

"Young Master, this is just a slum, it's not interesting."

In the darkness, a middle-aged warrior wrapped in ghosts suddenly spoke:

"We went to the street to take a look. I heard that a while ago, a group of mistresses escaped from the outer city. They all had beautiful skin and beautiful appearance..."

"Wow, Elder Coal is playing better than me!" The boy's eyes lit up, "Go! Go and have fun!"

"As my direct disciple of Hehuan Sect, who dares not obey? Hey, feed her a passionate beast, and make her die better than life!"

He looked at each man, a horse, a warrior and a ghost, killing people and snatching beasts, and left happily.

Bai Wushen, who was hiding in the corner of the wall, his eyes were cold.

"You can't be wrong, there is something wrong with the young husband dynasty."

"Galaxy, let's be careful not to let the evil spirit escape, and we cannot expose our whereabouts for the time being."

"Jigu!" The little rabbit suppressed his desire to rush over, ended the two bad guys, and nodded vigorously.

The two pet animals just now all had a special state of "mental pollution".

As expected, their owners are the same.

Curse of evil...

Ninety percent, the evil curse is making trouble!

"Is it "greed" or "lust"?"

"They seem to retain themselves. Could it be that the evil curse deliberately suppresses the depth of pollution and does not completely control it, but adopts a trickle of water to continuously absorb nutrients? Let the situation ferment?"

Bai Wushang speculated and followed, constantly observing the scenery along the way.

This abandoned city is indeed shrouded in darkness.

Things that happen from morning to night are either burning, killing, rape or plundering or cheating.

The old man who looks honest and angry may have a mouse who is good at stealing;

A soft and weak woman looks pitiful, with a dagger hiding her chest and a poisonous crossbow hangs on her waist.

He summoned a zombie who could illusion with his back hand. While the victim was kissing the zombie passionately, he cut into the back of his neck with one stroke and cut all his life gates.

"The pet animals with the word "pollution" are actually a minority."

"More are cruel and tyrannical people themselves, wandering on the tip of the knife for survival and wealth..."

The more Bai Wushang saw, the more he ignored the young husband dynasty.

This dynasty... has rotted.

It is quite appropriate for evil spirits to choose here as a breeding ground.

"Hahaha, I made a lot of money today, I had such a happy time, I had a good time! I had a good time!"

It was already dark, and the young man riding a horse was galloping along the narrow streets.

An old man could not dodge and was hit and killed alive, but he could only get a word "deserved" and then spit out a mouthful of spit.

Bai Wushang followed him, followed him away from the city gate, circled around, and finally climbed a low mountain.

The pink three words "Hehuan Sect" in the Aoshan Gate are particularly eye-catching.

"Boy, it's the ceremony of immortals and gods soon. Do you actually dare to run out and roam?"

A strong man carrying a big shovel was disappointed that he was unable to make a move and wanted to fight.

"Dad, I'm looking for tributes to show my sincerity."

The young man was not afraid, hehe, and said indifferently:

"It's a pity that I'm still too weak and can't find qualified tributes within my ability."

"It's still necessary for Dad and all the uncles to work hard to meet the requirements of the Venerable."

...

"The Great Ceremony of Immortals and Gods?"

"Tribute, Venerable?"

On a tree at the entrance of the mountain, Bai Wushang's eyes were faint.

After examining dozens of pet animals in Hehuan Sect, he found that all of them were polluted, but they did not expose their evil nature and still retained their integrity.

"According to existing information, Hehuan Sect is only a medium-level force in the Xiaofu Dynasty."

"The strongest one is at most a hero and king."

"They are backed by the "Wolf Tooth Alliance" and are one of its thirty-six vassals."
Chapter completed!