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There were a few more holes in the black-clothed man's body, all his mana was lost, and the green sword was also out of control, and the man and the sword fell together. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Lifa smiled happily, and killed the cultivator in two moves, which made him a little fluttery, as if he was in a dream. Out of professional habits, he stepped forward and touched his crotch for a while, and he actually pulled out a bloodstained golden ball.

Wang Ziteng was startled next to him and exclaimed, "The root of life!"

"The lifeblood of bullshit, this is called Jindan!" Wang Lifa laughed weirdly. Greeted Wang Ziteng: "Come on, come on." Here you go. ”

Wang Ziteng shook his head vigorously and said, "I don't eat it, it's obviously something that has been passed down from generation to generation, and I'm sick to death." ”

Wang Li pretended to be angry and said, "If you eat, you won't practice swordsmanship today, if you don't eat, I want you to practice lying down today!"

Wang Ziteng thought about it for a long time, and felt that compared with practicing and eating, it was naturally good to eat, and it was disgusting to be disgusting, anyway, just pinch your nose, this thing is so supplemental, don't eat in vain. After figuring it out, Wang Ziteng pinched his nose, opened his mouth, and hummed, "Hurry up, hurry up." ”

Wang Lifa threw it lightly, and Jin Dan flew accurately into Wang Ziteng's mouth, Wang Ziteng took a lot of effort and reluctantly swallowed it, and as soon as he swallowed it, he let go of his nose, exhaled desperately, and choked his throat exaggeratedly, looking like he wanted to vomit.

Wang Lifa said with a smile: "Good son, it's good to eat, now let's practice swordsmanship." ”

"What!" Wang Ziteng felt greatly deceived, "how can you ...... Cheating on minors?"

Wang Lifa sneered and said, "Go to your mother's minor, you are not allowed to eat if you don't practice this trick well." ”

Wang Ziteng gritted his small teeth, and thought hatefully: "When you are old, I will find you a hundred wives, and you will not be allowed to eat until they are all pregnant, hum!"

Wang Lifa looked at the dead man on the ground with wide eyes, and hesitated in his heart: "Anyway, find a place for him to bury, don't get into bad luck." ”

He went into the house and took out a hoe, put the man in black on his back, instructed the prince to say a few words, and walked out of the courtyard in a big way.

There is no way, he is an executioner, a relative of Lord Yama, killing people has legitimacy, going out behind his back, no one will suspect him, the person he kills either deserves to die or must die, he is just an executor, and the executor rarely makes mistakes.

Nanmen Town, a small town on the right side of the official road outside the south gate of the capital, is also a small bazaar, and the merchants who come and go are like clouds.

Walking into the town, the lively atmosphere is blowing in your face, even if you are not happy, you will be infected by this atmosphere, and your steps will become extremely brisk.

On both sides of the street, there are various shops. The aphrodisiacs, the dog skin ointment, and the sons and daughters are each shouting; next to the teahouse is a restaurant, and next to the restaurant is a green building. Things are prosperous, and so on.

However, the bustle is only the best coat of coldness, here, there are many secret organizations, and the people who sell buns on the street are likely to be high-ranking assassins who kill people like grass, butchers who cut pork, most likely guards around the emperor, and even bewitching women standing at the gate soliciting, or maybe they have been asking for the life of a stinky man one night.

The dangers of Southgate Town don't stop there.

Fang Today, there are more and more people cultivating the truth, and the number of immortals who have escaped from the sky is also increasing, these people don't value money very much, but they are becoming more and more interested in power, with power, the common people will obediently send their children to be their apprentices, and profiteers will get good things, such as thousand-year-old ginseng and thousand-year-old turtles or something, and they will also compete to give them to themselves.

In a talent distribution center like Nanmen Town, it's best to inquire about inside information, information is knowledge, and knowledge is power! Don't look at Xiu Zhen fighting and killing all day long, it seems that they are simple-minded and have developed limbs, but in fact, their IQ is higher than anyone else's. As for those "geniuses", legendary figures who have cultivated for ten years to top others, they are all idiots!

A person who doesn't know how to hide his own strength, his life is definitely just a floating cloud.

There are a lot of secret organizations in Nanmen Town, 90% of which are for the emperor, the prince, the uncle and other people on the cusp of the storm, as long as you find a way to join such an organization, and then on a certain day, a certain year, month, and a certain day, when fighting with the enemy, show your strength a little, so a smooth road to be an official will fall from the sky......

The shops facing the street, except for the inn, basically have secret rooms, and the so-called secret rooms refer to the houses dug underground. Like the dark lattice in the study, the stone room built behind the bookshelf, is something that only large families have, but then again, people who know a little bit about the layout of the room can tell if there is a dark room from the outside.

Many people can't see it from the outside, and when they go inside and compare it, they can't see that it's definitely not normal. The difference between inside and outside is so big, but there are still people who don't observe it, and many people are surprised and delighted when they accidentally discover the dark room......

Under the shop with the banner of 'Lao Zhang' hanging at the door of the human meat buns, there is a dark stone room, there is a table in the room, a lamp on the table is like a bean, and there are two men in black clothes standing next to the lamp, one old and one young (black is popular these days), one of them lowered his head, as if listening to instructions, and the old man looking up at the roof asked, "Why hasn't there been any movement yet?"

The young man with his head bowed replied: "My subordinates just learned the news that Yuan Dongxing was killed!"

The old man was angry: "Who did it!"

The young man said, "Wang Lifa." ”

"That executioner?" The old man lowered his head and thought about it, inhaled slowly, and said, "Last time, Xiao Yun and Chu Sheng rescued Miss Miao from under his nose, although his martial arts are high, he is always stronger than the scattered cultivation of the Jindan period, you go and check Yuan Dongxing's corpse." ”

"Well, his subordinates have examined his body, but it's just ......" the young man muttered and didn't answer, as if he wanted to say but didn't dare to say it.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. The old man in black was impatient. He has always refused to say things that are not necessary, like the words 'but it doesn't hurt to say', a word 'said' is enough to express the meaning, but his subordinates are very stupid and want him to waste saliva. Dehydration is not only not very refreshing, but also bad for the body...... (Tang Seng)

The old man's face, the young man saw it clearly, and hurriedly said: "The subordinates carefully examined his corpse, and the subordinates thought that Yuan Dongxing was not injured by the immortal law, but... It's a knife breath!"

The old man in black frowned: "Sword qi?"

"Yes," the young man said, "judging from the depth of the wound and the smoothness of the flesh, it is a kind of knife qi that has formed a substance, and his subordinates have touched his clothes, which are relatively dry and hard, which should be caused by rapid flight and air friction, indicating that after he overheard the news, he hurried back." Wang Lifa threw his sword and pierced Yuan Dongxing, leaving a shallow footprint, and his subordinates ordered people to simulate and demonstrate it more than 30 times, and many flaws were seen. The sword qi is the transformation of his internal force, and he is by no means a cultivator. ”

This inference is reasonable, and the analysis is not leaky, which shows that the young people's knowledge and insight are superior to others.

He quietly waited for the old man to give an evaluation, but the old man was thinking about other things, so he didn't have time to pay attention to him, and after half a sound, he ordered: "If we can recruit cultivators, since it's not, he has no value, do him." ”

"Yes!" the young man quickly stepped back.

In the dark room, the old man sat down, looking at the dim light, two lines of tears sliding down his cheeks.

The sun is always so bright, Wang Ziteng is lying on the old chair in the courtyard, holding a fragrant, greasy chicken leg in his left hand, holding a rusty kitchen knife in his right hand, humming a little song leisurely.

This kitchen knife is always a kitchen knife in his hand, he swings it left and slashes it right, lazily without a trace of strength.

Wang Lifa's footsteps came from the house, Wang Ziteng hurriedly turned over, away from the old man's chair, picked up a leaf, hummed and chopped, only to see the sword light and sword shadow, the murderous aura was sharply born, and the light of the sun was instantly covered by him.

There was a loud bang, and the house collapsed as if it were made of tofu dregs, and countless tiles and planks shot out in all directions.

Wang Li was in a daze, he turned to look at the house with only one wall left, his mouth was open enough to stuff an apple, after a while, he finally came back to his senses, and thought to himself: "It is worthy of being my Wang Lifa's son, a genius of the heavens! Haha, from now on, the world is my king's family!"

Wang Ziteng held his head, so as not to be hit by flying stones, and he secretly beat a drum in his heart: "Lao Tzu, I took the wrong medicine, it's really perverted." ”

When the voice subsided, he looked at the ruined house, swung the kitchen knife twice, stared at his little arm, and a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart, and he faintly felt that something terrible was about to happen.

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