Qin Tian laughed at the steward's words and ignored them.

Seeing that Qin Tian didn't speak, the manager thought that Qin Tian had accepted his fate, snorted disdainfully, took out the token from his arms, and opened the barrier.

After entering the barrier, Qin Tian could clearly feel that the monsters on both sides of the street had strong murderous intentions. He thought that the news about the Ten Thousand Monsters Dynasty had spread.

They stared at Qin Tian with particularly fierce eyes and pointed at Qin Tian.

"A mere mortal dares to cause trouble in the Ten Thousand Demons Dynasty. Isn't this asking for death?"

"I heard that this mortal is also the founder of the Tianmeng, and that Nezha is one of the members of the Tianmeng. It seems that this mortal will not only be made into a vase."

"He really deserves it. He brought it all on himself."

Facing all the curses, Qin Tian acted as if he hadn't heard anything and followed the steward towards Wanyao Chao with a calm expression.

The steward walked in front, glancing from time to time to see if Qin Tian was following him, fearing that he would run away again if someone didn't notice him.

When he saw Qin Tian's expression showing no fear at all, the steward muttered in his heart that the Wan Yao Dynasty had been established for hundreds of years, and he had never seen anyone like Qin Tian, ​​who seemed to have no fear at all in the face of death.

Normally, some of the guests who were turned into vases by Empress Shiji would be frightened to death.

But when he thought that Qin Tian was just a mortal in the Return to the Void Realm, Guan Shi didn't think much about it. He just felt that Qin Tian was looking forward to death.

Soon, Qin Tian came to the Ten Thousand Demons Dynasty under a lot of scolding.

As soon as he entered the gate, he was hit by a strong and strong murderous intention. The eyes of those monsters were filled with cold light, and their eyes seemed to pierce Qin Tian's body.

The entire Ten Thousand Monsters court was full of killing intent, especially Shiji and the old monster with yellow eyebrows.

At this time, Tian Huayu was hanging on the beam of the house in a five-flowered bundle. When he saw Qin Tian walking in, he couldn't hold back any longer, and there were a few tears in his eyes.

"Brother Qin..."

Although he knew that if Qin Tian dared to come to Wanyao Dynasty, he would definitely have a way to leave safely, but if it were others, they would not necessarily do so even if they had the ability to leave.

Tian Huayu was extremely moved.

But when Qin Tian opened his mouth, Tian Huayu suppressed the emotion in his heart.

Qin Tian grinned and waved his hand towards Tian Huayu, "My dear, I'm here to pick you up."

After saying that, he winked at Tian Huayu, and everyone at the scene almost vomited out last night's dinner.

Since she has to pretend, she has to pretend in full. Shi Ji is sensitive by nature. If she discovers something is wrong, not to mention Qin Tian, ​​even Tian Huayu will not be able to leave here.

Then Qin Tian turned to look at Shi Ji and said, "I'm here, can you let him go?"

Shi Ji winked at the steward, who stretched out his hand, and the rope on the beam broke instantly, and Tian Huayu fell from the air with a bang.

Tian Huayu grimaced in pain. He was already seriously injured. He fell from a height of two to three meters in the air and almost fell to the northwest.

He struggled to get up and yelled at the steward, "Old man, do you want to throw me to death?"

The steward turned away his face, put his hands behind his back, raised his chin high, and said with an expression that had nothing to do with him, "Boss Shi is willing to let you go, which is a great mercy. If you talk again, believe it or not, we will let you two die together."

At this?"

Qin Tian first helped Tian Huayu up, and then cast a strong chill in his eyes towards the steward, and said coldly, "It's not your turn as a steward to speak here, right?"

The steward looked at Qin Tian's eyes. For some reason, he was covered in cold sweat with fear. He shrank his neck angrily and took two steps back. Then he realized that this was his own territory, so why should he coerce a mortal?

The angry steward showed a fierce look on his face, pointed at Qin Tian and ordered, "How dare a dying man disrespect me? Come here, tie him up!"

"Snapped!"

As soon as the words fell, a loud slap was heard, and the steward's body flew backwards like a kite, knocking a hole out of the wall, and finally fell outside the Wanyao Dynasty.

"It's not your turn to make the decision here."

Shi Ji had a gloomy look on his face, pointed his hand in the direction of the steward and stretched out his hand. In an instant, a ball of scorching black flames appeared on the steward's body. In just a moment, the steward turned into a skeleton of white bones.

When everyone saw this scene, their faces were horrified. The atmosphere was extremely depressing, and no one dared to speak.

There is still a little bit of Shiji's demonic energy attached to that frame of white bones. Just by looking at it with the naked eye, you can feel how powerful Shiji is.

"Is this Shiji's magic?"

Qin Tian looked at the steward's body, his pupils trembling.

He felt the strength gap between himself and Shi Ji. Without the blessing of the identity token, he would die at the hands of Shi Ji in an instant.

When he saw Qin Tian's expression, the yellow-browed old man smiled contemptuously and said sarcastically, "You know Boss Shi's strength, right? Just wait to die."

Tian Huayu's face was particularly solemn, and he turned to look at Qin Tian with a worried expression: "Brother Qin, can you handle it?"

Qin Tian smiled confidently, "Don't worry."

After saying that, he turned to look at Shi Ji, pointed at Tian Huayu beside him and said, "First cancel the teleportation spell on him, and then send him out of the Ten Thousand Demons Dynasty, and I will let you do whatever you want."

Shi Ji: "Okay, before that I have to seal your Dantian and then tie you up to prevent you from escaping again."

After saying that, she stretched out her finger, and a ray of light shot out from her fingertips and penetrated into Qin Tian's body.

Then he tied Qin Tian Wu Huada up with the Immortal Binding Rope.

Qin Tian looked at himself tied up like a rice dumpling and asked with a wry smile, "You don't have to be so defensive about me, right?"

"I've been waiting for one day for thousands of years, so naturally I have to be careful."

After finishing speaking, Shi Ji reached out to Tian Huayu again and hooked his fingers. A token flew out of Tian Huayu's arms and landed on her hand.

Shi Ji said calmly, "Okay, I have taken back the token, now you don't have to worry about anything anymore."

"What?!"

Qin Tian's eyes widened, obviously not expecting that the spell that brought Tian Huayu back to the Wanyao Dynasty was actually a token.

If I had known this, I should have used my thoughts to take Tian Huayu away just now when I helped him up.

The reason why I didn't do that before was because I thought that Shi Ji had cast some kind of spell on Tian Huayu, so that he could be recalled to the Ten Thousand Demons Dynasty no matter where he went to the end of the world. Even if Tian Huayu was taken away again, he was worried that Tian Huayu would not be able to survive.

will be pulled back again.

If he did this, he would undoubtedly anger Shi Ji, and nothing he could say would be able to save Tian Huayu's life.

But now that Qin Tian knows the truth, he feels regretful and his intestines are green.

Qin Tian was still confused here, but Shi Ji had already waved Tian Huayu out of the Ten Thousand Monsters Dynasty.

After Tian Huayu left, Shi Ji reached out and grabbed Qin Tian and held him down firmly.

The yellow-browed old monster looked at Qin Tian angrily and asked, "Boy, where are my 200 million merit points?"

Qin Tian replied with an indifferent attitude, "Of course it has been entered into the company's accounts, and the 200 million is gone."

"you……"

The old man with yellow eyebrows angrily raised a fist as big as a sandbag and was about to smash it at Qin Tian, ​​but there was a chill in front of him.

With all the demons facing away, there were still the white bones of Sensen, the steward, lying there. He didn't want to be turned into a skeleton by Shi Ji.

But when I think about my 200 million merit points being lost like this, I really can’t swallow this breath.

Suddenly, the yellow-browed old monster's eyes lit up.

"Yes!"

Then he turned to look at Shi Ji, cupped his hands and said, "Boss Shi, for the sake of safety, I am willing to use my master's Jin Rao to trap this mortal. Even if he has any special escape talisman, he will never be able to do without Jin Rao.

"

In his words, he was extremely confident.

The reason why he is so confident is because he used this magic weapon to deal with Sun Wukong during the Journey to the West.

This Jin Rao can be big or small. Even the golden cudgel can't pierce it. Even all the gods in heaven can't do anything. If Maitreya Buddha hadn't come forward, Sun Wukong would never be able to get out of Jin Rao.

Hearing this, Shi Ji was slightly surprised, "I didn't expect you, old monster with yellow eyebrows, to be so willing to give up? This is the magic weapon of Maitreya Buddha."

"No, no." The yellow-browed old monster waved his hands repeatedly, and then said with a smile, "As long as Boss Shi is willing to get the 200 million merit points back for me, what does a mere gold mean?"

Shi Ji smiled, already anticipating what the yellow-browed old man was thinking, and then nodded and said, "Yes, as long as you can help me take revenge on Nezha, let alone 200 million, I will give you even 400 million."

"Four hundred million?!"

When the yellow-browed old man heard this, his eyes lit up. He never thought that Shi Ji was so wealthy.

Wanyao Dynasty has been established for so many years, and each first-night auction has generated nearly 100 million in revenue. For Shi Ji, 400 million is nothing at all.

Revenge against Taiyi Zhenren and Nezha is a big deal.

"Boss Shi, please don't break your promise!"

After he finished speaking, the old monster with yellow eyebrows offered up a golden magical weapon that was shaped like a soy sauce dish.

It seems that this is the Jin Rao the old weirdo with yellow eyebrows was talking about.

The golden hair was turned in the palm of the yellow-browed old monster's hand, emitting this gurgling golden light.

The old monster with yellow eyebrows looked at Qin Tian who was standing aside, and smiled sinisterly, "Boy, just wait for death, you will turn into a pool of blood in three days in this Jinrao!"

At this time, Qin Tian was being held tightly by Shi Ji and could not use his thoughts to leave the Ten Thousand Demons Dynasty. Even if he could use his thoughts, he would bring Shi Ji back to the Tianmeng.

The yellow-browed old monster wanted to lock him up with Jin Rao, but instead he catered to Qin Tian's wishes.
To be continued...