Mouths say respect, hands hold knives;

They call you Lord, but plot your demise!

These two lines perfectly describe Qing's internal thoughts at this moment.

Respect is respect, reverence is reverence, but killing is still necessary!

At this time, the old Taoist felt deeply moved.

It was only their first meeting, yet this girl was so considerate of him; she was truly a good person!

If she were to die tragically, he would definitely burn more…

呸呸呸!

The old Taoist immediately stopped his wandering thoughts.

On the other hand, the old man's mouth twitched slightly. He might be a bit crazy and obsessed, but he wasn't an idiot.

He sensed something was wrong, from the way the girl addressed him, from her inexplicable attitude.

He felt like,

something,

was amiss?

Since he wasn't stupid, he naturally didn't want to be used as a tool. The old man immediately said:

"Since you are a member of the Yin Si, you should enforce the law strictly, establish order for Yin and Yang, and eradicate all evil that violates the balance, instead of standing on the side of wickedness, even aiding evildoers!"

"Lord, I know you are right!"

"…………" The old man was speechless.

"However, Lord, I'm sorry, but today, I have no other choice. No matter what you say, it won't change the current situation.

Today,

you will undoubtedly die!"

The dagger slashed horizontally.

Qing was a little nervous.

She didn't dare to continue listening to the old man.

She feared she would waver,

feared she would panic,

and rather than that,

it was better to make a swift decision!

The existence of the Enforcement Team was originally to uphold the order of the Yin Si. The Chief had been suppressed and his life or death was unknown because he wanted to find the last missing Fu Jun (Underworld Lord) of the previous generation. As his subordinate, she was now violating the Chief's original will, which was also painful for her, as it was equivalent to betraying her own faith.

But this mission was the only chance for the Enforcement Team to rise again. She really had no other choice!

Facing the reprimand of the "Fu Jun Lord," scolding her for aiding evildoers, scolding her for not distinguishing between good and evil, she could only accept it!

The sharpness of the dagger, coupled with the blessing of absolute speed, directly knocked the jade flute in the old man's hand away. Immediately afterward, a huge gash was cut into the old man's chest.

The old man staggered backward,

his eyes filled with confusion,

then,

the confusion turned into anger!

He felt like he had met another version of himself,

so,

unreasonable!

It was like looking in a mirror. Since that was the case, there was no need to talk anymore!

The old man let out a sharp whistle,

and in an instant,

the entire hotel was filled with a chilling wind.

Streams of vengeful spirits howled ferociously above, clamoring noisily!

Many of these wandering souls were wearing hotel staff uniforms, and some were wearing pajamas, likely guests. All these people had been killed and trapped inside.

Now, they had become part of the hotel's formation, a tool within it!

Qing formed a hand seal with one hand and shouted in a low voice:

"Yin Si Enforcement, evil spirits disperse!"

"Buzz!"

It was like a thunderclap sounded above,

and in an instant,

the gloom and ghostly aura above were swept away!

It was a bit like shouting "The city management is coming!" in a gathering of street vendors.

This was not a battle on the same level at all.

The old man was truly at a loss at this moment.

But Qing didn't stop; more precisely, she didn't allow herself to stop.

With a flash of her figure and a slice of her dagger, the old man's body was directly torn into pieces!

However, there was no expression on Qing's face. She turned her head and looked upward again, only to see the old man's figure re-condensing near the chandelier, but without the previous arrogance and spirit.

"As expected of the Lord, this movement technique is indeed marvelous!

Being able to exchange blows with you is Qing's greatest honor in this lifetime!"

"…………" The old man was speechless.

Qing charged forward again with her dagger,

and after a few rounds,

the old man was cut to pieces again!

Then,

the third time,

the fourth time,

the fifth time…

the twentieth time!

One seemed impossible to kill;

the other was completely immersed in the excitement of killing one after another. Yes, she didn't feel tired, nor did she feel troubled. Continuously slaying the Fu Jun twenty times,

what an honor that was!

Moreover, Qing keenly observed that each time the "Lord Fu Jun" was killed and reappeared, his figure would become fainter!

The old Taoist cautiously wanted to slip away while the two were fighting, but the door still wouldn't open. The old Taoist picked up a chair and smashed it against the door and the glass, but they still wouldn't budge.

This made the old Taoist extremely depressed.

Since these two great masters were engaged in a purple-gold pinnacle duel here,

why did they have to lock him in here too?

The whole thing,

from beginning to end,

hand on his heart,

had anything to do with him?

The old Taoist felt very innocent, his eyes constantly scanning around, looking for a way out. But now he was certain that the entrances on the first floor were completely locked.

It was probably because of the formation; the glass had become as hard as bulletproof glass.

He could only go to the second floor. The old Taoist immediately sneaked up to the second floor. On the way up, he saw Qing still killing the old man in the lobby, tirelessly.

The old man had been killed so many times that he had lost his temper,

like facing an ultra-difficult Boss, no matter how many coins you put in, the ending was still the same.

However, what made the old Taoist a little dumbfounded was,

what the heck,

all the doors on the second floor were closed,

and they were the kind that couldn't be opened no matter what!

At this moment,

that is to say,

the entire hotel building had almost become an isolated independent part.

The old Taoist refused to give up. After trying to open five or six doors in a row, he continued to try the doors below.

Finally, after almost going around the second floor,

at the eighth door,

the old Taoist pulled hard,

the door didn't open,

but the old Taoist immediately showed a look of ecstasy,

because just now, when he pulled the door, it had a slight loosening sensation.

This door,

could be opened!

The possibility of escaping the danger zone was right in front of him.

The old Taoist immediately rolled up his sleeves,

his hands tightly gripping the doorknob,

his feet also pushing against it,

and he began to use all his strength to pull the door.

At this time, the old Taoist missed his little monkey a bit.

If the little monkey was here, it could transform directly and smash the door open with one punch, without even caring if it was sealed or not!

In fact, the old Taoist should be glad that he didn't bring the little monkey out today, otherwise…

…………

"Lord, have you become so weak?"

Qing said sadly.

The once invincible, heaven-supporting figure,

was now unable to even defeat her,

even,

could only resort to this kind of meaningless counterattack in front of her, Qing felt a bit of melancholy in her heart.

It was like a miracle coming to an end before her eyes, like a shooting star streaking across her vision.

The old man,

on the other hand,

was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood!

This was too much!

Not only was she killing him over and over again,

but she was actually putting on such a serious and emotional act to mock him!

Tsk tsk tsk,

this display of genuine emotion,

was really realistic!

"Lord, you can't hold on any longer,"

Qing reminded.

The old man's figure was already fading, obviously, this cycle of being annihilated and then re-condensing was not endless.

She couldn't show mercy, not even say words like "Surrender and I'll spare your life."

This wasn't a war between two countries, where capturing prisoners could be boasted about and rewarded. If she brought a living Fu Jun back, it would be the biggest hot potato for the Yin Si's higher-ups!

The higher-ups didn't want to dirty their own hands, so they released the Enforcement Team to complete this dirty work. Qing knew this very well.

The old man's figure swayed,

and he staggered and knelt on the ground,

with a look of sorrow,

muttering:

"This time, I can't even die, can't I even get a rest?"

The old man was very melancholy.

In the past, he had also been frustrated, resentful, and pained by the fact that he couldn't die,

but at least there was an intermission,

at least he could "sleep" for a while, before inexplicably reviving,

but this time,

he was dying and reappearing, without even giving him time to drink a sip of water!

Facts proved,

some things,

the old man himself didn't know why they happened, nor did he understand why they appeared.

…………

"Bang!"

Through the old Taoist's tireless efforts,

this door,

was finally opened by him!

"Hahahaha… uh… ah… damn!"

The old Taoist was completely stunned.

In front of him, there was actually a huge coffin.

The old Taoist swallowed subconsciously.

He felt like he was done for.

He was clearly trying to escape,

but he had worked so hard to run into the wolf's den.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!!!"

A piercing scraping sound came,

like someone was scratching the coffin wall with their fingernails.

"Bang!"

The coffin lid was pushed open from the inside,

and something wearing a shroud jumped out from within.

It was an old woman,

but it was hard to tell that it was still a person.

Because her whole body was covered in white hair, fluffy and soft. Perhaps because she was too old, like those elderly people, her face was severely wrinkled. Coupled with the factors of ferocity, it was even more squeezed into a ball.

Really, she didn't look human at all.

"Aaaaaah!!!!!"

A hoarse scream came from the old woman's mouth.

"Boom!"

She suddenly jumped up and charged toward the old Taoist.

Oh my!

The old Taoist immediately prostrated on the ground, hugging his head.

But the old woman didn't even look at him,

she rushed out of the door and charged toward the hotel lobby.

…………

"Lord, your monkey…"

Qing remembered that what had smuggled out this time was one person and one monkey.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

A hoarse scream came,

then,

a fluffy, long-haired creature suddenly jumped out.

A look of understanding appeared on Qing's face, as if she had unloaded some concerns. She realized:

"Very good, the Fu Jun's monkey is also here."