Chapter 463: The Young Master of the Photo Studio (2)
Hu Buwei’s scolding was brilliant.
Hu Tianya was a sinister person by nature. Even though his elder brother kept cursing at him, he just tilted his head and stared at him with a gloomy face.
Although Hu Haijiao was a useless boy, he was the youngest son of the three brothers and was the most favored by their mother. Especially since he was born frivolous and frivolous, how could he know what the relationship was?
He had suffered so much at the hands of Lu Yi, and was now being scolded by Hu Buwei. Although his spirit had been secretly controlled by Lu Yi, his nature was still the same as before.
After being scolded for a few times, Hu Haijiao grabbed a silver wine pot inlaid with seven treasures, jumped up fiercely, and slapped the wine pot towards his eldest brother's forehead: "You son of a bitch, you scolded your father!"
Hu Tianya's eyes widened in shock.
White Scorpion, Black Larva, and Mi Xi were all dumbfounded.
Hu Buwei looked at his third brother with an even more astonished expression… From childhood to adulthood, he actually didn't know that this third brother, who only bullied men and women and indulged in drinking, whoring and gambling, was actually so courageous?
This feeling is wonderful.
Before today, Hu Buwei and his third son had not had much interaction. It felt like a prince who had just put on a new pair of shoes would definitely not step on a pile of stinky dog shit.
But today, he really had no choice but to step lightly on the stinky dog shit, and then, with a 'pop' sound, the stinky dog shit exploded and sprayed all over his head and face... Well, this is probably how Hu Buwei feels now, this is roughly how he feels!
He even forgot to dodge.
Or maybe he didn't dodge on purpose.
With a "bang", the silver wine jug hit Hu Buwei's forehead. Several small restrictions built into the jug that reinforced the body of the jug and expanded its capacity were shattered by Hu Haijiao's slap. The wine jug hit him flat on the head, and dozens of inlaid gorgeous seven treasures fell off with a "crackling" sound and rolled on the ground with a "clang-dang" sound.
“Ha, ha, ha!” Hu Buwei looked at Hu Haijiao, whose face was twisted and ferocious, and suddenly laughed: “It’s a bit interesting, hey, it’s a bit interesting.”
The restriction on the wine jug exploded, and the more than ten thousand kilograms of fine wine in the jug burst out with a "bang", as if a waterfall had exploded on top of one's head, and the rich aroma of wine splashed, washing the entire fish-watching platform, and causing dozens of maids standing nearby to stagger, and screaming "woooooo" as they were rushed into the sword-washing pool nearby.
The wine splashed and washed, but wherever it passed, the light mist remained motionless, still stubbornly covering the earth.
Hu Buwei, Hu Tianya, Bai Xie, Hei Yu, and Mi Xi were all shocked at the same time!
The wine gushed out from the wine pot, and the force of the scouring was more than a thousand or ten thousand pounds. Even a solid stone wall would be collapsed by the wine. But the mist lingering around the platform did not change at all?
"Who is casting the spell?" Hu Buwei was too lazy to attack the good-for-nothing third brother. He was planning to bring this fellow back to the main hall of the photo studio and throw him into the most brutal training camp for assassins to train him for three hundred years. He would squeeze out all the fat in his bones and then release him to wreak havoc on the world.
But the current problem is not Hu Haijiao, but where did this water mist come from?
Mi Xi took out a copper bell and shook it vigorously.
The 'ding ding' sound of the copper bells turned into transparent ripples visible to the naked eye, surging rapidly in the air. Wherever they passed, whirlwinds were stirred up, and there were also fine lightning flashes in the air.
This is a large-scale group attack item. Within the attack range, there is no gap for hiding. Its lethality is not very strong, but it is very effective in checking various stealth and hiding techniques.
The water mist was blown by a small whirlwind, and it swayed slightly, creating ripples.
The lightning and thunder spread rapidly in all directions in the water mist, and in an instant covered an area of more than ten miles in radius. The entire Mi mansion was affected, and it even triggered the early warning prohibitions and magic arrays in various places in the Mi mansion.
Faintly, there were loud noises from the startled members of the Mi clan, the worshippers, the guards, and others. However, no matter how loudly they roared, their voices became extremely vague and light through the mist, as if they were there and not there. Hu Buwei and the others tried their best to hear what those people were roaring about.
Hu Buwei's eyes instantly turned completely black. Under his feet, human-shaped shadows rolled and floated, and a strange whistling sound was faintly heard coming from the shadows.
He sneered in a low voice, "What a brilliant forbidden method, what a wonderful Dao fruit... Hey, we are all trapped by other people's restrictions. It's okay for Captain Mi, you haven't fought with anyone for many years... But the two elders, White Scorpion and Black Yu, and me, the supreme killer, don't have any Jingjue."
Hu Buwei exclaimed: "How terrifying! This person's cultivation is more than ten times better than ours."
White Scorpion and Black Zango stood on Hu Buwei's left and right. There were shadows around them that turned into ripples and spread out in all directions. Their five senses and six consciousnesses had been elevated to the extreme, and they even displayed more than a dozen secret spying powers passed down by the photo studio, but they could not sense anything unusual around them.
This water mist is simply a natural phenomenon created by heaven and earth. It seems that there is no trace of magical power mixed in it. It is naturally peaceful, quiet and serene, without any sense of crisis lurking at all.
The two elders felt their hair stand on end.
Hu Buwei's words might have underestimated the person who made the move. There was clearly something fishy about the mist, but with their experience in hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of battles, countless life-and-death battles, assassinations, and raids, they were able to prevent old assassins like them, who had alertness and caution ingrained in their bones, from noticing any unusual tactics...
The other party's cultivation , the degree of control over the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the depth of his understanding of the Dao Rhyme of Heaven and Earth, and the precision of his manipulation of the spiritual rhyme of Heaven and Earth are more than ten times higher than theirs? A hundred times?
Others have made their move, and you have fallen into their trap without even realizing it... This is a crushing defeat in terms of the fruit of the Tao, this is a crushing defeat in terms of the practice of the Tao.
It's like a learned scholar testing a three or five-year-old child. You won't even know where you died.
"Young Master, something is not right... I'm afraid that some shameless old immortal from Jianmen has taken action!" Bai Xie guessed fearfully.
"What nonsense are you talking about? If those sword madmen from Jianmen were to attack, they wouldn't use this water mist forbidden method to disturb people's eyes and ears, but would directly chop down with a sword." Hei Yu gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Young Master, have you provoked any undeads in the headquarters these days?"
Hu Buwei's mind flashed through the information of the big deals that had happened during this period, which were important enough to be reported to the studio's headquarters for filing.
He muttered in a low voice: "Lord Wu Yi disappeared, and his disciples who stayed in Xiaoyao Palace in Xingxiu Sea were in internal strife... We did take on a few related commissions and killed a few of Lord Wu Yi's direct descendants... But this water mist is not Lord Wu Yi's method."
"In the Tianyun Divine Dynasty, eighteen princes are competing for the position of the next Divine Emperor... We have just completed twelve related commissions, all of which were successful... However, the Tianyun Divine Dynasty is now in turmoil, so how can they have the time to cause trouble for us?"
"In the Miro Sect, the Seventh Wife of the Young Master of the Miro Sect asked us to kill the gifted young son of the Eighteenth Wife of the Young Master... The boy was only five years old, but he had already reached the level of a golden lotus... We took action, kidnapped him, cut off his soul, and sent him to the Blood Cave for training, hoping to train him into a bloodthirsty warrior. Could it be that he was the Young Master of the Miro Sect?"
Hu Buwei kept muttering to himself.
However, the photo studios are spread all over Yuanlingtian, and their business is the kind that makes people mortal enemies. They have provoked countless powerful forces and old demons in recent times, so how can they figure out who is causing trouble for them in a short period of time?
Not to mention, the photo studio has offended countless people in the past hundred, thousand, or even ten thousand years.
There are always those lucky ones favored by destiny. They escaped the disaster of family extermination, got extraordinary opportunities, spent one hundred, one thousand, or ten thousand years of hard work, cultivated unparalleled magical powers, and then came to seek revenge.
They didn't know who was behind the incident, but the knife at the photo studio was easy to trace.
There is not one such lucky guy among hundreds of billions or trillions of people, but once there is one, it will bring huge trouble to the photo studio - in the history of photo studios, there are quite a few such guys who suddenly pop up to avenge someone who died thousands or tens of thousands of years ago.
Every time the photo studio is in a state of panic and misery.
"What grudge do you have with my Mi clan? Please come out and fight me honorably." Hu Buwei suddenly spoke up and shouted, "My Mi clan also has its responsibilities... If my Mi clan members take advantage of their power to bully others and offend you, my Mi clan will never protect them."
"If the fault lies with my Mi family, you can punish me, punish me, or demand compensation. Just tell me!"
Hu Buwei's eyes flashed, and his words were upright and dignified, like a gentleman.
Lu Yi, Qing You and the other two girls were following the misty path, weaving through the willows and woods, passing through the Mi family mansion, and were almost reaching the fish-watching platform.
The mist blocked the five senses of other people, but it did not hinder them at all.
After hearing what Hu Buwei said, Lu Yi laughed: "Look, what great acting skills they have, pretending to be human like a human, pretending to be a ghost like a ghost... If we didn't know their background, we would really think they were good people."
Qingyou smiled.
Qing Ning Qing Meng's whole body was filled with sword intent, and he was eager to try.
Having condensed the sword heart fruit, they have never fought with anyone and do not know what level their swordsmanship has reached. They are eager to have a good fight with others.
The sword energy of Yi Qi San Yang Sword penetrated through their bodies, and the two women were enveloped in a layer of warm purple light. When the water mist touched their bodies, it made a 'hissing' sound and was slowly evaporated bit by bit.
Considering the difference in Taoism and magical power between Lu Yi and the two women, the two women are almost in a different realm and can cause damage to the water mist generated by Lu Yi's magical power. With this ability, they are much stronger than Mi Xi, the strongest cultivator of the Mi clan.
Finally, Lu Yi and his group walked to the fish-watching platform and looked at Hu Buwei and others through a thin layer of mist.
The rising mist made the figures of Lu Yi and his companions blurry. Hu Buwei and others had already seen their hazy figures, but could not see clearly what they looked like.
"I am here for the Shwedagon Pagoda and the thousands of innocent girls who were killed by your studio."
Lu Yi's voice was very flat.
