The buildings in the town are generally around five stories high, similar to rural houses, one household per building. Although there are only two or three people registered in the household, the buildings have four or five stories plus a large courtyard.

The comfort of living is incomparable to that of a big city. "Crack!"

The Demon Eye King landed on the rooftop of a three-story residential building. Just as he stood firm, he saw the glamorous Stop Killing Palace Master in a red dress rushing out from the residential building diagonally opposite. She stood on the rooftop, wearing a silver mask, her skirt fluttering, and her hair dancing.

The two confronted each other from a distance of tens of meters, with the night sky above and a gentle evening breeze around them. The Demon Eye King raised his eyebrows and said, "If you want to know the truth about the destruction of the Chu family back then, you can just ask me. Provide some evidence of official corruption, and I will exchange it with you." Such a simple matter, is it worth such a big fuss?

"Well, you still have a chance now. Give me a list of corrupt officials in Songhai or Jiangnan Province, and I will tell you the truth about what happened back then. Of course, this time you will definitely have to return to the spiritual realm." The Stop Killing Palace Master also raised the corners of her red lips and said softly, "Are you done talking? If you are, let's get started. I don't like to waste time with lunatics."

The Demon Eye King looked down at the small town, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Do you want to fight me here? Hmph, isn't this the method I used to deal with the Songhai branch? Oh, this method really lacks technical content. It's easy for me to do it first, and others to do it later."

As he said this, the Demon Eye's eyes suddenly lit up with red light, and his mouth slowly cracked open, his smile twisted, and his handsome face was filled with fighting spirit and hostility. "Guess how many moves it will take for me to kill you? Will it affect the people in the town?" Hmph!

Behind the Stop Killing Palace Master, a bunch of red threads exploded, thousands of threads, like tentacles, dancing in the air. Her soft and melodious laughter echoed in the dark night, "Small town? Are you sure this is a town? Open your three eyes and take a look. Oh, I forgot, your eyes can see through the illusions created by the Void Maker." The expression on the Demon Eye King's face stiffened, and the corners of his mouth slowly retracted.

The Stop Killing Palace Master continued, "Demon Eye, the prey you are targeting is just a guilty conscience created by me, a guilty conscience with flesh and blood. The tracker you sent was also killed by me. Now, guess why I didn't erase your mark?

"Why am I talking so much nonsense to you now instead of running away immediately?" The fighting spirit and hostility on the face of the Demon Eye King completely solidified.

"Hahaha..." The Stop Killing Palace Master laughed so hard that she was shaking all over, "You also have today, Demon Eye. After I snap my fingers, your time is up."

She raised her snow-white arm and snapped her fingers.

The Demon Eye King's heart trembled, and his eyes appeared momentarily confused, filled with pessimism, despair, and frustration. A high-level musician often only needs the simplest way to hypnotize the enemy without them realizing it, affecting the target.

In addition, snapping fingers is a signal to start a war. At the moment when the Stop Killing Palace Master snapped her fingers, a bright stream of flames shot from the sky, carrying a terrible high temperature, and struck the Demon Eye King on the rooftop. The elder of the Red Fire Gang, Diandian, arrived first.

The stream of flames hit the Demon Eye King, causing the lower floors of the building to collapse layer by layer.

The illusion suddenly shattered, and the Demon Eye King was not standing on a three-story red brick building, but a tall tree. The tree had turned into charcoal in the impact just now, and in the pit was the Demon Eye King and an old man with a tall and muscular figure, red hair, and a fierce face, like an ancient general on the battlefield.

The old man with red hair knelt on the Demon Eye King's chest, holding a spear made of condensed flames, with the tip of the spear aimed at the vertical eye on the Demon Eye's forehead, ready to strike. The Demon Eye King's chest revealed a fierce burn mark, flesh and blood blurred, and no matter how hard the old man with red hair tried to exert force, he couldn't make any progress. Underneath them, the soil had melted into a dazzling magma.

"Among the Fire Thieves I've encountered, you're still a bit lacking."

The vertical eye on the Demon Eye King's forehead turned, and a golden-red beam of light shot out.

The old man with red hair's eyes immediately flashed with madness, and under his skin, muscles wriggled as if countless small insects were moving. This was a phenomenon of blockage and rioting of power within the body.

Even a Fire Master at the Dominator Realm couldn't resist the "gaze" of the Demon Eye King, and would be affected to some extent. The Demon Eye King suddenly exerted force with his palms, and the flaming spear disintegrated. He pressed his palms against the chest of the old man with red hair.

"Roar!

A clear dragon's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, dispelling evil.

The old man with red hair suddenly woke up, and his body immediately disintegrated into thousands of flames, avoiding the attack of the Demon Eye King. The flames gathered in the distance and reformed into the figure of the old man. He still looked a bit crazy, but the power within his body was calmed by the dragon's roar.

The Demon Eye King leaped up and turned into a black shadow, rushing towards the entrance of the zoo. He wanted to escape from this place. Just as he rushed out, a tide-like red thread came from the diagonal direction, overwhelming him.

At the other end of the red thread was a stunning beauty.

The Demon Eye King had no thoughts of sparing her. He raised his arm, touched the thousands of red threads, made two circles, and then pulled hard. "Crack!" The red thread instantly broke.

The Stop Killing Palace Master quickly formed hand seals, giving the broken red thread a second life, intact as before, and once again entwined the Demon Eye King. But the Demon Eye King had already escaped from the range covered by the red thread, and the entrance to the zoo was in sight.

"Squeak, squeak."

A piercing wind rose outside the zoo, and a fierce wind blew, causing sand and stones to fly, and the surrounding trees to break. The second person to arrive was the Elder Luoshen of the Water God Palace. She was wearing a black, layered long skirt, a black ladies' leather jacket, her hair loose, and a black veil covering her face. She controlled the fierce wind and rushed into the zoo.

"Cough, cough, cough."The Magic Eye King, who was about to break out of the zoo, suddenly felt a tickle in his throat, weakness in his body, and a rapid deterioration in his complexion. He was sick.

Carrying germs strong enough to kill a saint in the strong wind, although it was difficult to kill the Magic Eye King, it temporarily affected his condition. The Elder Luoshen seized the opportunity, and his body disintegrated into waves that covered the earth, real waves.

"Splash."

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The water flowed layer by layer and pushed the Magic Eye, swallowing him up.

At the same time, outside the zoo, a bright arc light lit up, still outside the zoo when it lit up. When the arc was visible, it had already arrived in the vicinity of the Magic Eye King in an instant.

Puff!

The arc light split the water waves, hitting the Magic Eye's chest and bursting out large amounts of blood. The Magic Eye King staggered back.

Outside the zoo, a middle-aged man with a fish scale armor and a jade-like face, holding a bronze ancient sword, entered the zoo with a resolute stride. Then, a curly Teddy rushed into the zoo, raised its paws, and slapped down with force.

"Seal!"

As the voice fell, a green light curtain suddenly rose, enveloping the entire zoo.

The water waves danced and condensed into a woman in a black dress and a black dress with a fine sand checkered mask on her face, standing to the left of the Magic Eye King. The Master of the Stop Killing Palace, Yufeng, came to the right of the Magic Eye.

And behind him, a pillar of fire descended, and the red-haired old man appeared in the pillar.

Further away, a hazy figure emerged from the ground, made up of stone blocks, with no hair, no facial features, and exuding a heavy and majestic aura. The Magic Eye looked around at everyone and smirked:

"Interesting!"

Late at night, the air conditioner was blowing cool air, and the curtains were swaying slightly. Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed, too excited to fall asleep.

If this can't solve the Magic Eye King, then I can only pack my bags, leave my hometown, and apply for a job in Jiangnan Province. As for how to explain to my grandmother, what's the point? In the face of life and death, everything is just a passing cloud.

Zhang Yuanqing withdrew his thoughts and seemed to sense something, looking towards the bedroom door.

A round baby, with a blue bra on his head, crawled in happily. After many days, he finally stole another bra.

The bra was like a large eye mask, covering the sparse hair on the baby's head, with the shoulder straps hanging on both sides of his face.

The baby crawled onto the bed and offered the bra like a treasure.

"You really haven't forgotten your original intention. Isn't it better to steal your uncle's wallet?" Zhang Yuanqing silently scolded, threw the bra on the pillow, and continued to wait for news. After offering the treasure, the baby rolled off the bed and crawled towards the game console.

It crawled to the game controller, raised a short finger, and pressed a button carefully, then looked expectantly at the screen. The screen was dark, and there was no picture.

This was not what it expected.

The baby crawled around the game console a few times anxiously, then angrily turned it over. With a snap, it was startled and quickly looked at the owner on the bed. Seeing that he was indifferent, the baby's face showed a relieved expression.

As Zhang Yuanqing reached level 3, the intelligence of the recording servant improved significantly, but his body would not grow. He would always remain a baby. Bored, Zhang Yuanqing picked up his aunt's bra and sniffed it gently.

He smelled a faint fragrance and the scent of shower gel. There was no doubt that the baby had found it in the bamboo basket in the bathroom.

Since the last bra theft incident, his aunt had been especially vigilant against the baby's unruly intentions towards her bras and would wash them after taking a bath. "It's only been a few days? Jiang Yu'er is really unreliable and lazy."

Zhang Yuanqing planned to secretly return the bra later.

At the same time, he had a doubt in his mind. The baby seemed to have an unusual preference for the bras his aunt had worn. Tonight, when Jiang Yu'er didn't wash it clean, he immediately stole it.

And the clean bras in the closet, the baby didn't touch at all.

An ignorant baby would certainly not have perverted thoughts, which was very strange. Where did the problem lie? If it was influenced by the owner, I also don't like this original flavor.

At this moment, a slightly harsh bell rang in the silent and dark bedroom, interrupting Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts. The screen displayed the name of the caller - Fu Qingyang!

His heart tightened, and his pulse raced. He sat up and eagerly answered, "Centurion, do you have any results?" Fu Qingyang's clear and cold voice came through the speaker:

"The elders captured the Magic Eye and imprisoned him in the zoo."

Hearing this reply, Zhang Yuanqing felt relieved and let out a long breath.

He felt light-hearted and carefree, and the world was so beautiful. Then, he caught the question in Fu Qingyang's message: "Captured?"

Why not just kill him? Since he was captured, he could definitely be killed, and capturing a master was much more difficult than killing him. Fu Qingyang explained:

"The Magic Eye is the king of the Bishop of War and cannot be killed. Killing him is equivalent to letting the tiger return to the mountain." "What does that mean?" Zhang Yuanqing didn't understand.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Yuanqing had joined the White Tiger Guard, Fu Qingyang was open about many things.

"The Elder Dog said that it was related to a rule-like item of the Chu family. The king of the Bishop of War has one chance to resurrect. And the place of resurrection is the location of that rule-like item. The rule-like item of the Chu family was taken away by the Bishop of War? Zhang Yuanqing gritted his teeth:

"It's a pity, fortunately, there is only one chance to resurrect. Wait, Centurion, if the Magic Eye King enters the Spirit Realm while imprisoned?"

Fu Qingyang said indifferently, "Then he will die in the Spirit Realm and resurrect in the North."

Zhang Yuanqing cursed in his heart, and then Fu Qingyang said:

"The task cycle of the master's Spirit Realm is very long, so there is no need to consider this issue in the short term. And with him in our hands, there are many ways to deal with it, such as obtaining flesh and blood for the future.""That's good, that's good. Once the Ghost Eye revives, we'll curse him to death." Zhang Yuanqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, then asked:

"Are any of the elders injured?" What he really wanted to ask was, 'No one's dead, right?'

"The elders of the Water God Palace, the Red Flame Gang, and the Master of the Stop Killing Palace are seriously injured, while the other three elders have sustained minor injuries," Fu Qingyang said. Zhang Yuanqing inhaled sharply in his mind.

The Demon Eye took on six and seriously injured three?

And this was without any living beings providing him with 'Fury.'

Among the four great kings of the Soldier Master Church, the Demon Eye seemed to rank last. How terrifying must the other three kings be? The evil professions truly deserve their reputation as the pinnacle of combat power, thankfully they are fewer in number than the orderly professions.

"Rest well, and prepare for the arena match with peace of mind. I'm looking forward to your performance," Fu Qingyang ended the call.

The arena match was less than a week away. Zhang Yuanqing hoped that Xiao Yuan could hunt down a Seducer Demon for him before the start of the match. He recalled the little rascal, contentedly pulled the air conditioning blanket over himself, and drifted off to sleep.

PS: Will correct typos later after updating.