My Cells Upgraded

Chu He is now following Fujiki Ichiro to a more remote place in the old city.

Outside a building with demolished characters and peeling walls, Chu He sensed evil spirits emanating from the building.

The intensity of this evil spirit was similar to that of Fujiki Ichiro's.

This made Chu He even more strange.

Why are there evil cultivators here?

Seeing Chu He's footsteps stop, Fujiki Ichiro slowly put his left hand on the handle of the knife at his waist.

"Why did you stop?" Fujiki Ichiro looked at Chu He and asked in a cold voice.

Chu He glanced at each other and smiled, "It's nothing, let's go!"

There was a sneer on the corner of Fujiki Ichiro's mouth, a cold light in his eyes, and he walked into the old building.

Chu He followed behind the other party unhurriedly, and now he felt more and more doubts in his heart.

"Is there an evil cultivator in this building?"

"What is the relationship between this evil cultivator and this Fusang swordsman?" Chu He murmured in his heart.

Although he felt strange in his heart, Chu He was not worried either.

An evil cultivator, plus this Fujiki Ichiro, he still doesn't pay attention to.

After following Fujiki Ichiro upstairs, he stopped outside the 690 house of a resident on the top floor.

Fujiki Ichiro opened the door, looked at Chu He, and said coldly, "Go in!"

"What is this place?" Chu He asked, pretending to be nervous.

"I'll say it again, go in!" Fujiki Ichiro said coldly with killing intent in his eyes.

Chu He pretended to be scared and walked into the room.

The house still has dilapidated furniture.

An old man with a skinny face was sitting on the sofa, with his eyes closed like an old monk in meditation.

There was also a coquettish woman in a kimono standing by the window with a cigarette pipe in her mouth.

"Fujiki-kun, who is this man you brought back?" the woman glanced at Chu He with a cold expression.

"A martial artist who is equivalent to Yinhua level, I think I can get some information from him!" Fujiki Ichiro said.

"Fujiki-kun, you think too much!"

"It's just a Martial Dao master. Even if this kind of person is in the Righteous Path Alliance, he is just a small fish and shrimp. What can he know?"

"Aren't you asking for trouble for yourself by bringing him here?" The skinny old man opened his eyes and said indifferently.

"It's okay, just kill it!" Fujiki Ichiro sneered.

"Fujiki-kun, don't forget our plan!"

"Although the Righteous Path Alliance is not as powerful as the Spirit Bureau, the Righteous Path Alliance is very united. If this kid disappears, the Righteous Path Alliance will investigate and affect our plan. You will not be able to take this responsibility at that time!"

"You must know that this mission is very important to Seimei-sama!" the woman in kimono said coldly.

"What are you afraid of?"

"It's just a Righteous Path Alliance, how can our Fusang Kingdom be afraid of them?" Fujiki Ichiro said disdainfully.

"Then Fujiki-kun, what are you planning to ask when you bring this kid back?"

"What do you think he knows?"

"Don't forget, the reason why our family helps you is because of that thing!"

"If your plan fails due to your own reasons, then that thing will still be indispensable!" The skinny old man's eyes became gloomy.

"Since you all say that, then count me as troublesome!"

"I'll kill this kid now, so you can feel at ease!" Fujiki Ichiro shook his head slightly, and drew out the saber on his left waist with his right hand.

"Boy, it's your fate!" Fujiki Ichiro looked at Chu He and said coldly.

Hearing this, Chu He couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed out loud.

Seeing Chu He laughing, the three of Fujiki Ichiro frowned slightly.

"I'm curious, what are you going to do with two Fusang people and an evil cultivator?" Chu He joked.

"This kid is crazy!" The skinny old man shook his head slightly.

Fujiki Ichiro looked at Chu He with cold eyes, without saying a word, he slashed at Chu He with his knife.

But Chu He just stretched out his right hand and easily caught Fujiki Ichiro's knife.

Seeing this scene, Fujiki Ichiro's face changed drastically.

The faces of the skinny old man and the woman in kimono also changed drastically.

"Who can tell me what your purpose is?"

"If any of you tell me your purpose, I can give him a happy one!"

"Otherwise, my methods will make you regret being born into this world!" Chu He had a cold smile on his face, and his sharp eyes were like sharp swords, "Master Fujiki Ichiro felt inexplicably nervous.

"This guy is Martial Dao Great Master!"

"Fujiki Ichiro, look at your good deeds!" The skinny old man's face changed drastically and he roared angrily.

"Nine ghosts!" The skinny old man shouted, and nine hundred-year-old ghosts flew out of his body.

These nine hundred-year-old ghosts all looked like babies, floating in the air, exuding a strong yin energy from their bodies.

The woman in the kimono took out a fan and looked at Chu He warily.

As for Fujiki Ichiro, his expression is extremely angry now.

"Damn it, how dare you lie to me!" Fujiki Ichiro roared, holding the long knife with both hands, trying to cut off Chu He's palm.

But the blade was motionless in Chu He's palm, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cut the blade into a single inch.

"I lie to you?"

"Didn't you lie to me first?"

"You want to extract information from me, and then kill me?"

"To be honest, I really didn't expect you to be so stupid that you would bring me to your lair!"

"But this is also good, and it will save me trouble!"

"Tell me, what is your purpose?"

"Why did you gather in Huaibei City!" Chu He said indifferently.

"Cherry Blossom Killing Array!" The woman in kimono shouted coquettishly, fanning her fan with her right hand.

A large number of cherry blossom petals fluttered towards Chu Hepiao.

"Jiuzi Yinhun, kill him!" The skinny old man said with a gloomy expression.

When the nine hundred-year-old ghosts and the cherry blossoms drifted towards Chu He, violent underworld flames erupted from Chu He's body, burning the cherry blossoms and the nine hundred-year-old ghosts to ashes.

"Lingwu dual cultivation!" said the skinny old man with a moving expression.

"Fujiki-kun, look at what you have done!" The woman in the kimono also turned pale, and said in surprise.

"The three of us joined forces and killed him!" Fujiki Ichiro thought he had brought back a little milk dog, but he didn't expect it to be a wolf with its fangs and claws hidden.

He is now riding a tiger, and if Chu He is not killed, their plan may be exposed.

For them, if the plan fails, none of them can afford it.

"Let's do it together, he's just one person!" The skinny old man got up from the sofa, with violent and evil spirits pouring out of him.

The woman in the kimono also exuded an aura similar to Spirit Power. She held a fan in her right hand and waved it lightly, and cherry blossom petals transformed by Spirit Power appeared around her body. .