"Here we go again......"

Jiang Changan looked everywhere vigilantly again, looked at the horizon again, and after being sure that there was no one, he picked it up.

A purple round shield, the size of a bowl, contained a huge amount of energy that even an ordinary person could feel.

In particular, the corners of the round shield are not round and blunt, but a thin layer, as sharp as a sharp blade.

The shield is engraved with the heavenly stems and earthly branches, and the magic runes are extremely strange.

Whoosh –

The same scene, the same scene, before the purple shield was hot in his hand, it was snatched away by Wang Qiu Ming who was standing in front of him.

"Wang Qiuming, what do you mean?!"

Jiang Changan's eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger.

"Jiang Xiaogongzi, it's really a coincidence, today's hexagram says that you will meet a noble person when you go out, and you will not deceive me, haha......"

Wang Qiuming's wild laughter suddenly became sarcastic: "Be polite to you and call you Jiang Xiaogongzi, you're not polite to you, you're just a gentleman who lives with his family, what kind of role do you really think you are!"

With a smile on his face, he took the shield into his arms and walked away with his sword again.

Halfway through, he seemed to feel the murderous gaze behind him, and said contemptuously: "My fiancée can't keep it, I can't even keep an object, Jiang Changan, you better get out of this forest and hide back in your golden quilt, next time I let me see you again, maybe I will pick your head on a whim and kick it as a ball, haha......"

Jiang Chang'an's face was expressionless, but the anger in his eyes seemed to be about to burst into flames, his shoulders trembled due to the violent rise and fall of his chest, and in the end, he could only turn into a desolate smile.

The royal family withdraws from the marriage, this is the deepest thorn in his heart, touching the bottom line and stabbing the soul!

Suddenly—

His chest was hot and unbearably itchy, and at the same time there was a milky white shimmer, the light was dim and flickering.

Jiang Changan stretched out his hand to probe, and was surprised to find that it was an octagonal bronze mirror the size of a palm.

"It's ......"

Jiang Changan recognized it at a glance, it was a bronze mirror given by a white-haired middle-aged man on the Nai He Bridge.

It's just that I didn't look closely at the time, and now it seems that the back carving is extremely simple, and it looks far less delicate and eye-catching than the previous two, except for a few patterns and styles, there is nothing else.

It's really simple, not like a treasure.

Although he couldn't cultivate, he still heard about the human blood alliance artifact.

Chen Pingsheng showed off the Thunder King axe in front of him all day long, and Jiang Changan had tried countless times in private, but it was impossible for his own blood to bind any magic weapon at all.

When Jiang Changan was hesitating, he saw a figure in an apricot yellow robe rushing towards him not far away, but it was still Wang Qiuming!

Damn, bite Lao Tzu and don't let go!

Anyway, it doesn't matter, it's better to try again. Even if this thing is destroyed this time, it can't fall into Wang Qiuming's hands again!

After making up his mind, Jiang Changan cut his finger and squeezed out a drop of blood and landed on the mirror-

The blood was fleeting, but the mirror still didn't react at all.

"Sure enough......" Jiang Changan said gloomily and angrily, "Playing Lao Tzu!"

As he spoke, he threw the bronze mirror into the grass.

"Yo, Jiang Changan, we meet again. ”

Wang Qiuming came to the front again in a blink of an eye, and said with a smile: "Hmph, I didn't expect your kid's luck to be really good,"

Just now he didn't go far after taking the shield, but hid aside, waiting for if there would be any treasures coming to the world, but he didn't expect to see him pick up a bronze mirror.

"Hand over the stuff!"

"There are so many things in this forest, what are you talking about?" Jiang Changan shook his head.

"Don't fill me with garlic, and hand it over obediently!

Jiang Changan still shook his head, his eyes like a torch.

Syllable!

Wang Qiuming slapped his face firmly with a palm, and it was hot and painful!

"The mouth is quite hard! This time Lao Tzu took your things and took your life again! Death in this place is also innocent. Even if it's the Jiang family, it's hard for me to do anything, haha......"

Pain!

Jiang Changan felt the burning pain on his face, and the confusion in his heart suddenly dissipated with this palm.

Whether it is Jiang Zhe or Jiang Changan, he has always been able to get by, and he just wants to live a life in peace and reincarnation.

But the reality is that people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden.

He ignored the ridicule, disdain, and humiliation for a long time, which doesn't mean he doesn't care!

This crisp sound was like a tear, and all the beautiful fantasies that had been there were shattered in an instant, and the silence and suppressed resentment poured out!

Jiang Changan suddenly smiled wickedly, his heart had never been so light.

I shouldn't just live like this, even if I die, Lao Tzu wants everyone to remember - Lao Tzu has been here!

"What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you, you don't dare to kill me. ”

Wang Qiu Ming sneered: "So what?"

"But if there is an opportunity, I will kill you!!"

Wang Qiu Ming jumped up like an electric shock, looking at this young man with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, who had been cultivating the Dao Heart for several years, and suddenly he was in chaos.

For some reason, he didn't see the slightest fear in the young man's eyes, and there was very little anger.

More often than not, there is implied killing.

It was as if the air was a little hot with murderous aura, and the smell of blood mixed with the snort made people retch.

That's not what this age should say! It's not like the look of the age that you should have!

Wang Qiuming was uneasy in his heart, and muttered: "Lao Tzu would be afraid of a waste! How can I say that this kid is a waste is an indisputable fact, and I am afraid of a fart......

"I'll ask you again, that ...... just now" Wang Qiuming's words suddenly stopped.

He saw a little white glimmer in the dense snow beneath his feet, and it was the bronze mirror he wanted to ask.

Wang Qiuming didn't think much about it, he was overjoyed in his heart, laughed and bent down to pick it up-

Snort –

"Ahh

An amazing and terrifying scene happened -

Wang Qiuming let out a violent scream, and his whole face twitched violently.

His palm was like a burnt, red-hot soldering iron, making a scorching sound, and no matter how much he shook it, it didn't help.

The copper mirror image was glued to his palm, and his soul was dragged away as if it had been torn apart!

The real fire burns, the pain of the skin!

"You kid dare to scare me!"

Wang Qiuming's face was hideously distorted!

He staggered and rushed towards Jiang Chang'an, and before he could take two steps, he fell to the ground, and even the most basic strength to get up was drained, not to mention any spells.

Jiang Changan also looked confused, although he couldn't figure out what was going on, but now there was an "opportunity to take advantage of" that he wanted.

The pain on his face became more and more intense, provoking every drop of blood on Jiang Changan's body, becoming boiling!

Jiang Changan looked at him with a sneer, like looking at a dying prey, and walked slowly-

"Jiang Chang'an, what do you want to do! I warn you, Lao Tzu is the chief disciple of the Alchemy Sect of Lingxiao Palace, you better not mess around!"

The confidence in Wang Qiuming's heart disappeared as the young man approached step by step, and the disdain on his face turned into panic and transition into fear!

"I said it, but if you have the opportunity, I will kill you!"

It's hard to believe that when someone said this, the smile on his face was pure and flawless, harmless to humans and animals.

But in Wang Qiuming's eyes, it was undoubtedly the devil's smile!

"No, don't ......"

Wang Qiuming's body was like a deflated skin, his limbs were weak, and he could only rub his face on the ground and slowly dodge and move backwards.

"I warn you...... Don't mess around, you kid!"

Jiang Changan walked to Wang Qiuming's head and stood firmly.

Raised his feet and stretched out under Wang Qiuming's face, and tried to pose as much as possible behind the image and picked up a large semicircle-

As if kicking a ball, he made three or four strokes and kicked out with all his might—

"Bang!"

The sound of squeaking and cracking bones pierced the eardrums, and the red and yellow mixed into a puddle of splashing!

"Ahh......h

A pig-killing howl resounded through the mountains and forests!

"Jiang Changan, you dare to ......"

"Bang!"

An eyeball flew up! With a ball of flesh and soft tendons, flesh and blood flew sideways!

"Ah, Jiang Chang'an, no, no, Jiang Gongzi, Grandpa Jiang, please let me go! I, I was wrong......"

"Bang!"

"Hmm, please......"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

“......”

Jiang Changan's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and the corners of his mouth were still hooked with a shallow smile.

No matter what movement is under your feet, it is always a mechanical repetition of the action of lifting and kicking your legs.

Until the flesh and blood of the human head under his feet were blurred, his face was sunken, and the position of the back of his head was directly kicked into a fist-sized blood hole, and the brain was mixed with blood on the snow and his boots, which was extremely dazzling!

After doing all this, looking at Wang Qiuming's miserable situation, Jiang Changan finally couldn't bear to bend over and vomit.

The cold sweat on his body was already wet on his back, and his face was sallow.

This was the first time he had killed someone! The real killing! At the same time, it was also the first time that the bottom line of the law in his heart had been annihilated!

In the past and present life, it was the first time.

This means that a life is annihilated in his hands, there is no bullshit composure in the mouth of a storyteller, and there is no nonsense excitement, only real fear at the moment.

It's not just the fear of killing, it's more the fear of getting lucky.

He didn't regret it, but the dullness in his heart was swept away, which was a very strange feeling.

He won, in a victorious attitude, looking down on the loser at his feet!

The eyes that should have been childish and pure had a bitter coldness that did not match their age at the moment, and they didn't stop until they spit out the acid water, and looked indifferently at the cold dead corpses on the ground.

Few people know that many years later, the Qingdi who shook the state of God, the demonic immortal path of a demonic son, actually started with a slap.

Jiang Changan picked up the bronze mirror that had returned to normal, and reached out to find the dagger and small shield on Wang Qiuming's body.

didn't have time to take a closer look, Jiang Changan hurriedly picked it up and hurriedly walked out of this land of right and wrong.