Chapter 411 Difficult and Easy

In the northwest corner of Linbing City, there is an antique house in the Sun Family Courtyard. There are many ornaments such as pearls, jade, and jade. On the wall hangs an ink painting by the master of Xinyue Country. The curling sandalwood rises into the air, refreshing the heart.

In the room, there is a large bed made of iron birch, carved with dragons and phoenixes, exquisite and exquisite. Iron birch is as cold as iron, which has the effect of calming the mind and calming the spirit. It is very rare. In order to carve such exquisite patterns, it is unknown how much woodworking effort it takes.

On the bed, there is a 28-year-old boy, more than six feet tall, with a light green beard under his chin, a white face like jade, and light eyebrows. Many women are not as white as him.

This boy is the future head of the Sun family-Sun Zhiyan, but whether he can become the head of the family now has become an unknown. Once the old head of the family dies, not to mention the position of the head of the family, even his life will be in danger.

Of course, the real Sun Zhiyan has committed suicide, and now it is Wu Yi's inner demon body that occupies this body.

Wu Yi had woken up a long time ago, because Sun Zhiyan was the host of his evil thoughts, and Wu Yi knew a lot about Sun Zhiyan.

However, Wu Yi was not much different from taking over another body now, and he had to spend some time to get familiar with this body. After discovering the soul fragments in his sea of ​​consciousness, Wu Yi also refined the century-old soul fragments that had not been completely refined in Sun Zhiyan's sea of ​​consciousness, so it took more time.

As a result, Sun Zhiyan's cultivation level was raised to half-step golden elixir, and there were signs of fusion of spirit, energy and spirit.

As the young master of the Sun family, Sun Zhiyan had a high status, so he was naturally surrounded by maids. After the old patriarch knew that Sun Zhiyan committed suicide, he also transferred a few more women to protect Sun Zhiyan, a total of twelve people.

The maids stood on both sides, all with tassels hanging from their armpits, silk ribbons, and long skirts dragging on the ground. In terms of appearance, even if they were not the best, they were first-class. They were not only beautiful, but also had good cultivation, basically the same cultivation as Sun Zhiyan.

In the past, Sun Zhiyan's cultivation was accumulated by the old master with resources. He was not afraid of wind and rain, and basically could only bully the younger generation. In this world where strength is respected, these maids looked submissive, but in fact, they really did not take Sun Zhiyan, the nominal young master, seriously.

When Wu Yi was familiar with this body, he heard several people whispering beside him. The discussion was nothing more than saying that Sun Zhiyan was cowardly and useless, why should he be rescued, and so on. The voices of the conversation became more and more outrageous, and they laughed.

In fact, after learning about Sun Zhiyan's life, Wu Yi felt the same way. He had a good hand of cards, and he was not without ambition and layout, but he still turned it into dregs.

However, after all, this body will be controlled by Wu Yi himself in the future. It is simply unacceptable for the slave to bully the master. He will have to be punished.

Wu Yi let out a weak groan, and the maids who were talking and laughing kept silent, as silent as a cicada. After a few breaths, a maid came to the edge of the bed and leaned over to see Wu Yi's situation.

The fragrant breeze blew on his face, the jade was soft and fragrant, Wu Yi opened his eyes, and a sharp light shot out from his eye sockets, almost penetrating the deepest thoughts of the maid, leaving an irresistible mark.

"Ah——" The maid screamed, she had never seen such a horrifying look, she couldn't help but fall to the ground, cold sweat gushed out of her body like a spring, her face was pale, and all the maids looked over.

Wu Yi stood up slowly, wearing only a single piece of clothing, looking extremely thin, but this made his eyes more stern, like a young tiger growing up, with a proud demeanor of roaring in the mountains.

Young master, it's different. This is the thought of all the maids present. Thinking of their previous words, they knelt down one after another, and trembled when they thought of their possible fate in the future.

Wu Yi had a strong spiritual awareness, so it was not difficult for him to find that some of them looked different. They were spies planted by Sun Zhiyan's aunts around him. They were fickle-minded and they were the ones who brought up their contempt for Wu Yi.

The Five Elements and Six Thieves were infecting them, and the thoughts of several people were vivid on paper, and Wu Yi's eyes became colder and colder.

Wu Yi's hawk-like eyes swept over all the maids present, and no one dared to look up at Wu Yi. Wu Yi said indifferently: "What you said before--"

All the maids could hear their hearts pounding, as if they were about to explode. Wu Yi added another heavy hammer, "I heard it all." It was just a thunderbolt from the blue sky. Several maids who spoke fiercely collapsed to the ground.

Things will turn against themselves when they reach the extreme. Wu Yi was oppressing too much, and there were always people who came out to resist, especially against this useless person in their eyes.

A maid with a face as round as a full moon stood up and said in a sharp voice: "We are telling the truth. The old master has worked hard to refine soul coins for you, but there is almost no progress. He has also damaged his own vitality. He is even more timid and cowardly. He has committed suicide and has become a joke of our Sun family. How can you be qualified to be the young master of our Sun family?"

A series of accusations, like a string of cannonballs, if it were the original Sun Zhiyan, he would definitely be speechless at this time, and his dignity would be lost from then on, becoming a joke among jokes.

However, this is Wu Yi, a demon in the heart, with thousands of demon seeds, countless hosts, and all over the New Moon Country. Even if he does not use the innate magical powers of the Five Elements and Six Thieves, his majesty is as deep as a deep prison.

When Wu Yi heard the accusation, he did not show any joy or anger, but his momentum was soared, reaching the level of half-step golden elixir, which is the true strength of his current body.

Wu Yi did not use the power of his inner demon body, otherwise the powerful spiritual consciousness would sweep through, and the people in front of him would not be alive. Wu Yi did not want to expose the power of his inner demon body so early, as that would disrupt the arrangement.

Wu Yi's image in front of the few people also became taller. He looked at the guilty maid and said coldly: "Do you really think I failed?"

"You--" The maid who had the courage to oppose Wu Yi did not expect this level of change. She was frightened by Wu Yi's glare and took two steps back, but then she realized that she had no way to retreat.

She shouted lightly, turned her palm, and a one-foot-sized hydrangea appeared, growing up in the wind, and smashed towards Wu Yi, with a whistling sound and great force.

The three elements of spirit, energy and spirit are originally one. After refining the hundred-year soul fragment, the blood essence of this body is abundant, and it has already had a strength of 100,000 pounds. Although it is not as good as Wu Yi at the beginning, it will not be incomparable with its peers as before.

Wu Yi raised his hand and pushed the hydrangea to the other side. The maid had already abandoned the magic weapon, broke through the door, and fled out, wanting to find the real master and seek shelter.

Wu Yi said faintly: "Can you escape?"

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