The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 32 Martial Artist? !
"Brother Mo, what did that person mean just now?"

"do not know."

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With so many things happening, Mo Rang could also feel the weirdness of Yunzhou City. Whether it was the words of the soon-to-be-promoted Ghost King or the black-clothed swordsman just now, it made the city more uneasy.

A few people were walking on the street where the crowds were receding, and the stalls on both sides gradually relaxed taking advantage of the lack of people in the afternoon.Mo Rang didn't have time to relax, he seemed to be walking on the street with his head down, but he actually checked his own panel in his heart.

He originally had 83 points left, but the last time Shi Riqing killed the female ghost, he gained another 25 points, which is enough to upgrade to a double experience of pain and pleasure.Resolutely gave the points to the strongest control, and the remaining points became 8 points. Mo Rang looked expectantly at the changes in the values ​​on the panel in his mind.

"The pain of the caster has changed from one-tenth of the original amount to one-twentieth"

Seeing clearly that this thing didn't give any strength boost, Mo Rang also readily accepted it, just because of the reduction of that cute bear!

Looking at it now, it can be said that he is invincible under the ghost general.

Originally, he wanted to be proud, but when he remembered that there was a ghost king waiting in Yunzhou City, he instantly realized that he was really too young.

He unconsciously pulled his hair. He still had a copy of "Shanin Ghost Record" that he had not studied. It was like he had returned to his previous life in the college entrance examination. After reviewing one chemistry book, he found that there were several chemistry books waiting for him.

In "Shanyin Ghost Record", ghosts travel in the shade of the mountain and have a human form. The place where they practice is in the shade of the mountain. The shape of the ghost can be solidified, and the ghost energy can be fully absorbed. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary person.

This book was selected in the secret store after he had just received the evil ghosts. It was mainly to cover up the ghost aura leaked when he used his skills, at least not to make other ghosts suspect that he was the ghost king when he saw his skills.

Keeping the content of "Shanyin Ghost Record" in mind, he has a unique talent for cultivation with the body of ghosts and gods. In just a few breaths, he has mastered the operation method of "Shanyin Ghost Record".

Sighing slowly, don't let the temperament around him become more peaceful, and his face that was too pale has turned rosy again.

Meng Ju thought that Mo Rang had been away for a long time, and was anxious to find an inn.

"Not one of the inns in this street is vacant."

Meng Ju looked at Mo Rang hesitantly, not knowing where he and the others could rest at night.

"Nothing, there will always be."

Mo Rang answered casually, and he saw a shop with a signboard of "Yingfu Inn" in front of him at a glance.

Isn't this just an inn?
"Alas...Brother Mo, there are no vacancies in that house!"

Mo Rang ignored him and stepped in with his long legs.

The boss saw that he was planning to make money with no other intentions, but at this moment he saw a few teenagers coming in again, he blew his beard and stared at them and said, "Didn't you say that the store has no vacancies, why are you here to make trouble?"

"Oh, the boss has a bad temper."

He stood in front of the counter with his arms folded, no more than three feet away from the fat boss.

"There is no way to drive away customers when you open the door for business."

"There are indeed no vacant rooms in this store." The boss glanced at Mo Rang and the other teenagers.

"Isn't there even one?"

The boss's eyes were a little impatient, and he could see that he wanted to chase away people. He threw the abacus away with his stubby fingers, looking a bit aggressive.

Don't make it feel like the boss is hiding something.

"There is none left!"

"But I don't think there are many guests here."

There are indeed not many people in the lobby. The spacious dark brown lobby is resting in twos and threes of Jiang Hu people, watching the farce in front of them with great interest.

He looked at the fat boss with scarlet eyes, thinking that the fat boss might want to suffer.

Because of the strange reaction of the Quanchengchi Inn, Mo Rang wondered if they had all received instructions about the teenagers. The fat boss in front of him definitely knew something!Just in time to see if I can dig out something useful from his brain.
The double feeling of suffering and joy is about to be activated, and the four words are already rolling between the teeth.

"Which dog dares to bark at Yingfu Inn?!"

A foot wearing red shoes stepped into the threshold first, and heard the voice before seeing the person, and the voice of that person resounded arrogantly throughout the hall before he entered.

Mo Rang put away the redness in his eyes, and looked at the second generation ancestor who came in expressionlessly, but the boss showed a sigh of relief. Just now, the young man's aura was extremely dangerous, and he was pressing towards him like a mountain. He turned his head, as if he had just narrowly escaped death, he wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose with his sleeve.

"So it's Young Master Huang who's here—" the shopkeeper walked out respectfully, wiping his sweat.

In front of him is indeed a young man who looks like a second-generation ancestor, with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, a pair of ferocious triangular eyes, who always look at people with complete contempt, and a luxurious dark purple silk dress that is forced to be worn into a low-class person. Extremely ugly.

"Heh, it turned out that he was a beggar who didn't know where he came from. Why didn't he just beg in a dirty alley with a bowl, instead he came here to shame people."

The Second Generation Ancestor kicked a chair, arrogance, and waved his fan to face Mo Rang, a twinkle of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

Before Mo Rang got angry, Meng Ju's face was ashen and wanted to draw his sword. The three teenagers were all gnashing their teeth and staring angrily.

Mo Rang pressed Meng Ju's sword-drawn hand.

"I don't know who is the dog standing here barking."

The tall and handsome man in black and green bunt stood calmly, with an imposing manner. He was never a person who likes to talk quickly, and he would never waste his words if he could do it!
That young master Huang only saw a black afterimage, and a gust of wind blew by, and the fan in his hand disappeared instantly!

All the people watching the bustle in the lobby looked at the ordinary man in horror. They never expected that there would be such a master of cultivation in Yunzhou City!

"Could it be a top martial artist?!"

"Fart your mother! I can't see his movements clearly even if I'm a martial artist!!"

But Master Huang was horrified and looked at Mo Rang in confusion.

"What kind of cultivation level are you, a pariah?!"

Mo Rang didn't answer, he threw the fan on the ground casually, flattened it with an expressionless expression, and turned to look at the fat shopkeeper threateningly.

"I'll ask one last time, is there any room available?"

The fat shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, his face was covered with sweat, and he looked at the gentle man in front of him with eyes squeezed into slits in fear, feeling like he was facing a giant beast.

He subconsciously wanted to agree, but when he thought of the troubles of these young people, he hesitated a little. He didn't speak until he saw the action suggested by "Young Master Huang".

"Yes! For a martial artist like you, our inn naturally arranges the highest-level wing!"

"Oh, didn't you not have it just now?"

"I didn't know you were a martial artist. We in Yunzhou have always admired the strong."

The shopkeeper explained feebly.

"Why don't you take some action?"

Mo Rang interrupted the shopkeeper's meaningless explanation, and the fat shopkeeper instantly understood what he had drawn on the paper, and quickly raised his head to speak to the dazed waiter at the side.

"Go, quickly take a few masters upstairs to the wing room!"

He smiled embarrassingly with a fat face, and looked at the man in black in front of him with pain, who seemed to be digging out something.

"How dare you ask for money from Master Martial Arts Master?"

"Who will give you money." Mo Rang threw the rag out of his sleeve at the face of the fat shopkeeper.

"Sweat, wipe off."

After finishing speaking, without looking at the stiff appearance of the fat boss, he led a few teenagers directly upstairs.

Seeing a few people walking away slowly, the fat boss was trembling with rage, "Master Huang" glared at him, leaving a sentence of "I'll ask you if something goes wrong" and turned away.

The Jianghu people in the lobby didn't care to look at the ferocious look of the fat boss, and continued to talk about Jianghu affairs.

On the fat crowded face, the thick purple lips trembled.

"Tonight. I must see you all dead."

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