Section 4: Malicious Intent

Is it possible that the elder brother is truly a person who conceals his identity? I haven't heard of any powerful demons escaping overseas! Could it be the witchcraft from Africa? ... That doesn't seem likely either, considering the elder brother's movements have a hint of the esoteric Buddhist style ...! ... Oh dear!

Liao Meng swallowed Hu Dan in one gulp, his expression fluctuating between dark and light.

Liao Meng was completely unclothed, and the grotesque object between his legs stood erect, surprisingly adorned with a backward hook, giving it an exceedingly fierce appearance

On several occasions, Jemba's snake strikes had a good chance of hitting Liao Meng's vital points, yet Liao Meng showed no intention of dodging. Embracing the mindset of "If you strike at my heart, I will shatter your skull," he was determined to fight to the bitter end.

Liao Meng had no choice but to flee towards Vietnam, and coincidentally encountered Ling Tian on the way. He thought to himself that South Africa was a long way from Tang Country, at least one hundred thousand and eight thousand miles away, so it would be better to go there to avoid the storm and focus on further cultivation before making any plans.

After saying this, Liao Meng's eyes were also filled with large tears. He clasped his fists and said, "Elder brother, Mengzi has not received much education and is a rough person. He only knows that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a fountain of gratitude. You brought Mengzi here, allowing him to eat and drink well every day, and Mengzi is fully aware of this. Do not worry, Mengzi will not take from his elder brother, whether it be pigs or dogs; instead, he wishes to help his elder brother achieve something great!"

Between the tiger demon and the ghost, regardless of which side perishes, most of their power will be transferred to the survivor. Liao Meng suddenly acquired the demonic power of the tiger demon and several old ghosts, finally carving out a bloody path with great effort, and in a moment of carelessness, he even killed one of the cultivators.

Although he is not a high-ranking demon, being able to withstand the Tiger Dan formed from all his vital blood indicates that the opponent's strength is indeed formidable

Of course, Mbappé would not agree.

Ling Tian also began to laugh: "Today someone came to tell me that my good brother, Liao Meng, who would never deceive me, is actually a damn monster. Over the past month, he has brutally torn apart five innocent citizens. So I came here to ask you about it. Since you say there isn't, I can rest assured. Those few people really do look like masters with some skill."

Unexpectedly, one day in the mountains and forests, he encountered the tiger spirit that had transformed into a demon, which inflicted injuries upon him. Driven by the poison of the demon, he ultimately transformed into a wraith.

Ling Tian gently tapped on Liao Meng's head and said: "Still daydreaming at this time, what a fool! However, Liao Meng, you ultimately did not deceive me, very good. You are my brother, your enemies are my enemies. Come, come, sit down, let us carefully discuss how to deal with those who want to kill you"

Jemba had long been eager to try, and upon hearing this, he immediately tore off all the clothes he was wearing

It is merely because of my own coarse and foolish nature that I have not managed to deceive a single person for many years, and on several occasions, I have nearly been deceived myself

He was originally a hunter from the mountainous southern region of the Tang state. Since childhood, he had a robust physique, broad shoulders, and a tall stature, but his temperament was somewhat reckless and dull. He barely managed to make a living by relying on hunting all day long

Hey, Mengzi, this time you have truly benefited from your ancestors' virtue by following the right big brother

Ling Tian pinched his nose, pushed aside the bra and women's underwear on the sofa, and sat down. He coldly said, "Liao Meng, you have made a mistake"

Liao Meng's expression changed drastically upon hearing this, as he circled around Ling Tian and the books, repeatedly muttering: "What should we do now? What should we do now? No, big brother, Mengzi can't help you anymore, Mengzi has to leave now!"

At the same time, he formed an extremely strange hand seal and shouted loudly: "Muma Blood Needle, burn!"

This is a doppelgänger that he has created from his own inner alchemy, containing all the essence and blood of the tiger demon, possessing immense power. However, after this expulsion, it is likely that he will need to cultivate diligently for two years to replenish it.

Enough, are we really going to demolish the house

Liao Meng is by no means a weakling; with a low growl, he blocked Jemba's powerful snake strike. His entire body was covered in rapidly growing fur, resembling a fierce tiger standing on its hind legs. His palms transformed into tiger claws, and each strike was accompanied by a strong, bloody wind.

He hastily put on a pair of underwear, but wore it inside out. Liao Meng, disregarding all of this, clung to the window and attempted to escape

Liao Meng had not yet grasped the situation when Jemba swung his serpent-like arms towards him in an attack

The speeds of both individuals have reached their limits, and to the ordinary person, only two fierce glimmers, one yellow and one black, can be seen rolling chaotically in the room, smashing all the furniture into pieces. However, Ling Tian has discerned that Jemba is already at a disadvantage and, barring any unforeseen circumstances, will be defeated by the opponent within three seconds

Upon seeing Ling Tian arrive, he remained calm and said with a grin: "Hehe, big brother, Mengzi is here studying English! Didn't you ask Mengzi to learn a bit more? Listen—fuck! Shit! Asshole! Bitch! How's that? Pretty smooth, right? Hahaha..."

Ling Tian said slowly: "Liao Meng, I brought you here from thousands of miles away, providing you with food, clothing, and the pleasures of life every day. Yet until now, you have not done a single thing for me. What I desire is not merely a subordinate, a trained killer—if I wanted such a person, I could easily spend a little money to get the best. Do you understand? What I want is a brother, a loyal brother who can stand by me through the toughest times and will never deceive me."

However, what pleased Ling Tian the most was Liao Meng's fighting style, which was reminiscent of a desperate warrior. Even if they had just been friends, once he made a move, he treated his opponent as if they were a sworn enemy responsible for the death of his father.

Oh, why?" Ling Tian raised an eyebrow

As he spoke these words, he had already secretly channeled his magical powers, focusing them on his eyes. When he looked at Liao Meng again, he indeed appeared somewhat inhuman, resembling a hybrid of a large cat and a human.

Do not be fooled by Brother Ling's seemingly gentle demeanor; he is, in fact, a local overlord here

Ling Tian glanced up at him and said, "Is there really nothing you are hiding from me?"

Even someone as skilled as Jemba, who has been personally instructed by Ling Tian, could only manage to achieve a draw in a sudden attack

This deadbeat does not even know who the big shot is, yet it has attracted many cultivators from the south to come and hunt him down

At this point, Liao Meng gave himself two resounding slaps: "Mengzi's downfall lies in this mouth of his. After being bitten by that tiger, he developed a particular fondness for human flesh and blood. Now that he is here without any restraint, he mistakenly believes himself to be a ghost, adept at concealing his presence, and in a moment of carelessness, he has committed a grave error. Since there are now formidable experts coming to capture Mengzi, it is no longer safe for my elder brother to be around; otherwise, it would bring disaster upon him. Thus, Mengzi bids farewell. If he survives this calamity, he will return to repay his elder brother's kindness!" Since there are now formidable experts coming to capture Mengzi, it is no longer safe for my elder brother to be around; otherwise, it would bring disaster upon him. Thus, Mengzi bids farewell. If he survives this calamity, he will return to repay his elder brother's kindness!

Before the cigarette was finished, the door was kicked open by Jemba

Taking advantage of the moment when the fresh blood spurted out, he threw the black wooden stick that was inserted at his waist towards the opponent, perfectly mingling it with the blood

Liao Meng threw down his cigarette butt, jumped off the bed, and exclaimed: "Brother, what do you mean by that? Mengzi followed you here; do you think he has a second heart? Hey, to be honest, I've been itching to get involved for a long time. If you have any characters you can't handle, just leave them to Mengzi to take care of!"

Ling Tian was also amused by his appearance: "Liao Meng, you fool, have I let you spend a month playing the fool for nothing? Jemba, go up and give him a try!"

On this day, two seemingly kind travelers were finally lured back to the demon's lair, only to discover that the two were actually righteous cultivators in disguise, who swiftly killed the tiger demon and four other wraiths.

A venomous snake, with its mouth spewing red letters, is tattooed from his lower abdomen to his chest, gradually twisted into a terrifying monster by the expanding muscles, and then covered by scales

This fellow cheerfully lit a cigarette for himself, feeling very satisfied with the decision he had made a month ago

Ling Tian walked into the dark brothel, covering his nose against the pungent odor of the chemicals that filled the air

From then on, he and four other specters roamed about luring passersby to offer them up for their master's enjoyment

The blood scythe absorbed its master's blood, and the black radiance surged, emitting a gloomy phosphorescence along with the remaining blood orbs, as it struck down fiercely towards Liao.

Ha, I am enjoying a prosperous life in South Africa, let those bald donkeys and cow noses search the mountains and valleys for me! ... Alas, it is only my brothers who suffer; if possible, I should find a way to bring them and the books over as well

If it were not for his strength protecting it and simultaneously sealing the leakage of demonic energy, this house would have long been demolished, and Miss Yulia would probably have rushed over in haste

He is a burly man with a body covered in yellow hair, his thick fur curling like that of a fierce beast; on his forehead, there are four wrinkles arranged in three horizontal and one vertical line, and his eyes emit a faint green glow.

"What?" Liao Meng was taken aback for a moment, then he laughed again, "Is it possible that Mengzi didn't pay for the prostitute? Big brother, what you did is rather unfair. Mengzi was just in the middle of it when you interrupted..."

At the moment when the Blood Shuttle and Tiger Dan were about to collide, Ling Tian flashed into the arena like a ghost, and with a wave of his hand, he neutralized the immense power contained within the treasures of both parties, sending the Blood Shuttle and Tiger Dan back to their respective owners.

Liao Meng felt a surge of venomous and insidious demonic fire approaching, and quickly gathered all his demonic power, condensing it into a tiger's inner elixir to spray towards the opponent

Only a highly skilled master of magic can ensure that the Tiger Dan is returned to the body intact

Liao Meng threw fifty dollars at that black woman and drove her out

Liao Meng's smile was somewhat peculiar: "Well, of course, I am unfamiliar with this place, what could I possibly do to deceive you, big brother?"

At that moment, the Black man suddenly froze, struck fiercely in the chest by Liao Meng's palm, and immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood

Liao Meng sighed repeatedly, hesitating for a long time, before finally stammering out the truth

Ling Tian focused intently on the battle, observing that compared to Jemba's hard scales, Liao Meng's body hair provided superior protection. Moreover, the fierce aura emanating from the tip of his nose seemed to contain a hint of poison, capable of weakening his opponent's strength