Chapter 100: The Right Way Is But Bullshit
The handsome man couldn't help but laugh when he saw Wen Sheng's appearance, and the people next to him also laughed, and it took him a long time before he stopped, and said with a playful face: "As long as you hand over the secret of cultivating Gang Qi, I believe that you didn't kill anyone, you were wronged, how about it?" ”
The people next to him also opened their mouths and said jokingly: "Yes, if you hand it over, we will believe that you are innocent." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"I don't believe it either, if you hand over the secret, I will tell you that you didn't kill anyone."
"yes, believe us hand over the secret."
Looking at their faces playing with themselves in front of her, Wen Sheng stopped talking, looking coldly at their ugly faces when they laughed, she slowly pulled out the Handan Qiong sword behind her and pointed it at them, and her lips gently spit out a few words: "You are damned people, remember that the person who killed you in the underworld is me Wen Sheng." ”
With that, she drifted away from her horse and headed towards the crowd, as fast as an arrow off the string, and when she was still three meters away from them, she picked up a sword flower and pointed it at the handsome man.
The handsome man's eyes were full of flowers, and the hairs stood on end, he even took out his saber to counterattack but stabbed the air with a sword, and when he reacted again, his heart ached, and Wen Sheng was already indifferent in front of his face, the long sword in her hand pierced through his heart, and he could even see the red blood flowing out of the blade.
Wen Sheng kicked him off the horse, and stood on the horse's back, she shook her long sword and stabbed at the nearest person.
The man recovered from his astonishment, he didn't have time to see if his friend on the ground had lost his breath, he took out his long sword and blocked it in front of his chest, only to hear a 'bang', the half-truncated sword shook in front of his eyes, the pattern of the sword body seemed to be his own, he couldn't help but want to laugh, his sword was cast by the most famous blacksmith in a hundred miles, and it was also made of fine fine iron, how could it be broken!
Suddenly, his throat was cold, and his eyes saw a long sword under his chin, and before he could think about anything, the whole person was carried to the ground like the man just now.
But in an instant, two of their companions died, their hearts were cold, they thought that Wen Sheng, who was similar in age, would not be very powerful even if he cultivated his qi, but he didn't expect to see her today, only to know that she was a real killing god, fear hovered in their hearts, escape!
Looking at the people fleeing in all directions next to him, Wen Sheng slapped a few palms in one direction, and then went to chase in the other direction without looking back.
The few people who were fleeing, watching Wen Sheng chase in other directions, didn't have time to be happy, and suddenly their hearts ached, only to hear the sound of 'pop', the sound of broken spines came, and those people fell off the horse with soft eyes, and Wen Sheng also easily solved the fleeing people.
She walked step by step and looked at the few people lying on the ground and couldn't move, looking at the fear in their eyes, and said.
"I really didn't kill anyone a few days ago, why did you force me, why did you suffer from such a death, what is the pain of being paralyzed, what is the right way for you to tell me, is it the right way to slander at will? I can guess that there will be some people in the rivers and lakes who are as good as you to come to me, or to rob you of what you think is a secret, or maybe to want the antidote to Ruyi Lou, I see your purpose clearly, but I didn't expect you to slander me so despicably! Is this the right way? Oh, the right way is nothing but bullshit!
Come as many people as you want to ask for my head, and I will take them one by one without flinching! Since you think I'm a demon and a demon girl, why should I refuse, as for you, don't worry, I suddenly don't want to kill you, now you are more uncomfortable alive than dead, I am very curious whether you will watch yourself being eaten by wild beasts or rescued by others, and then spend your life in bed! ”
After speaking, Wen Sheng turned over and got on the horse, didn't look at the corpses on the ground, and walked away on the sand with a cold face.
Those few people looked at Wen Sheng in the distance in horror, and their lips trembled for a long time before they slowly spit out two words: "Witch!" ”
Even if Fei Ziyan had warned those people in the rivers and lakes, although he was the next castle lord designated by Feijiabao, but now he has shallow experience, and it is difficult to establish prestige as a person, and no one listens to him at all.
And here in just one month, there are no less than 100 people who are rumored to have died in the hands of Wen Sheng, and they were just fledgling children at the beginning, and when they all folded in Wen Sheng's hands, they never went to her in vain.
On the contrary, those old fritters who have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time began to look for her whereabouts, in the name of Tianxingdao, opening their mouths is a secret matter of Gangqi, Wen Sheng looked at this group of people who claimed to be righteous and sanctimonious, and the anger on his face became heavier and heavier.
On this day, Wen Sheng sat by a small river, holding a branch in her hand with a fish strung on a bonfire and roasting it, while her face was pale and tired, and her green clothes were stained with sand, and many places were cut open by sharp weapons, revealing the gauze tied inside.
This way of chasing and detouring is now only a hundred miles away from Nanqi Mountain, Wen Sheng looked at the high mountain top in the distance and held the Handqiong sword tightly.
Suddenly, her complexion changed, and she spurted a mouthful of black blood at the grass, and the grass stained with black blood suddenly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wen Sheng looked at this scene, a trace of gloom crossed his eyes, more than ten days ago, he was deeply troubled, he was attacked by an old man, and he was hit by his poisonous palm, and he has been on the run There is no time to recuperate from internal injuries, only to use Gang Qi to fully suppress it, but it has become more and more difficult to control recently, if you don't heal the wounds, the poisonous gas will invade the internal organs.
Suddenly, Wen Sheng's expression moved, she threw the grilled fish in her hand into the bonfire, grabbed the Handan Qiong sword man beside her, and left into the distance.
After two quarters of an hour, a team of about 20 people came here, seeing the bonfire on the ground that had not been extinguished and the black blood on the ground, a middle-aged man with a rough face narrowed his eyes, stroked his palms and looked ahead, and said coldly: "Blood Shura Wensheng is in front, although she is strong in martial arts, but she has been chased and killed by the people in the rivers and lakes for so long, and now she is seriously sad and tired. ”
Several people perked up and hurriedly chased forward.
Wen Sheng, who was not far away, was much slower than usual, and when she looked closely, she found that there was a trace of blood oozing from the upper of the ankle of her right foot, and she had an injury on her right foot!
In this way, sooner or later she will be overtaken, Wen Sheng simply stopped running away, she sat cross-legged on the grass and closed her eyes to breathe, quietly waiting for the pursuers to come.
Now June is the hot time, fortunately Wen Sheng is in the dense forest, the wide branches and leaves cover the sky and the sun, there is very little sunlight on her body, a few cool breezes blowing, if you ignore the injuries on her body is also a rare and comfortable picture.
Hearing the urgent movement of several people getting closer and closer, it was not until she stopped standing not far away that Wen Sheng slowly opened her eyes, and the rough middle-aged men in her eyes saw that their faces were nervous, and there was a faint fear and joy in their eyes, she asked with a flat face: "Are you passing by or come to find me Wen Sheng?" ”