On the fifth day of following the Grim Reaper, we received a report from the rear that the Great War Division of the Sun Tribe had attacked the Excalibur Tribe with all eight of his divisions.

The Sun Tribe is unstoppable, and the Excalibur Tribe is in danger!

When we rushed back, there was no more Excalibur tribe in the world.

The Great War Master is worthy of his name, and he is so old, but he can still fight with the Grim Reaper.

The fat woman didn't keep her promise, and when I was captured by the strange petal magic weapon, she threw me down and ran away.

I'll never forget that scene, she got into an iron cage and escaped with a biu~~~ sound!

My body is covered in shackles, my body is soaked in corpse water, and my heart is full of anger!

I'm unwilling, why is the world doing this to me! How can I, Kong Yanxue, die here!

Shang Sanba opened his eyes suddenly, and the bright lenses in his hand were turned open, revealing the objects hidden underneath, a pile of delicate gold-cast small swords!

Taking out the group of gold-cast small swords, Shang Sanba's eyes were full of doubts, obviously it was just an action of opening the lenses, how could it be as if a long time had passed, as if there were many memories that should have belonged to him that had been passed in time.

The small sword cast by Jin seemed to be full of spirituality, and after starting it, a trace of consciousness was accurately conveyed to Shang Sanba.

He pressed this group of gold-cast small swords to his forehead, and the sword group instantly melted on his forehead like the cold ice of the first encounter, and in the sea of knowledge, one hundred and eight metal giant swords stood majestically and magnificently.

Shang Sanba felt that the whole person was full of strength, and all kinds of routines and exercises came to his heart one after another!

He turned his head to look behind him, and soon put his doubts behind him, and a chill rose in his heart, and he said fiercely:

"Zhuang Zhou, you will regret it, you will definitely pay the price for humiliating me, I will arrest you and let you live forever for my amusement!

After returning to the village, the whole village was quiet, it seemed that it was still night, and when he returned to his house, Xiaobai was sleeping on the bed.

He lay on his side on the bed, gently hugged Xiaobai in his arms, did not make a sound, when the soft body was hugged into his arms, tears flowed out without warning, he gently hugged Xiaobai in his arms, as if there were only two of them left in the world.

When the bell rang again, Shang Sanba got up and dressed up, he had not slept all night, and his face was a little ugly.

Those obscure exercises and routines were really not easy to learn, and he pondered hard all night, but the group of giant swords never moved, and he couldn't even jump from the sea of knowledge into reality.

He couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, it seems that cultivation is not such a simple thing, he still needs to come step by step, and he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry!

After freshening up his clothes, he walked out of the door, and everything was as usual on the street, and the clansmen were in groups of threes and twos, chatting and gossiping, or preparing to go out of the city, to look for the newborn, and when they saw his appearance, these people stopped, and began to whisper to each other.

Shang Sanba straightened his chest, feeling everyone's fingers, he knew that yesterday's incident had spread out, but he would no longer be sad and sad about it.

Slowly came to the tent of the envoy of Zhuang Zhou, knelt down in his clothes, and called softly:

"Your Excellency, I have come to ask for an audience. ”

After a long time, there was no response, and the three or eight were full of voices, almost close to shouting:

"Ask for a meeting with the Divine Messenger!"

Zhuang Zhou's response finally came from inside, and he listened to the gentle and intimate voice in the past, which sounded full of ridicule and dissatisfaction at the moment:

"This divine envoy is busy, and there is something to report in class tomorrow. ”

After saying a word, there was no more sound.

Shang Sanba sneered and stood up, his face was cold, but he pretended to be calm, still smiling, and walked back to his house.

Before closing the door, he always maintained his elegance!

Xiao Bai was still lying on the bed and falling asleep at the moment, Shang Sanba came to him, grabbed his arm, and dragged Xiao Bai off the bed directly.

Xiao Bai, who was not fully awake, looked puzzled, he fell to the ground, and when he looked back, he saw Shang Sanba with an angry face, and hurriedly threw himself to his legs and stretched out his arms to ask for a hug.

Shang Sanba sneered and hugged Xiaobai.

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Solemnly opened his eyes, smiling, and the smoke on the side was full of expectation, and when he saw the teacher open his eyes, he hurriedly asked:

"Teacher, how's it going?

Nodding solemnly, Shangyan was overjoyed to see this, and almost jumped up happily, and asked in a trembling voice:

"In other words, we really have a chance to get out, teacher, right!

"Yes, but I'll need to study it for a while, and now it seems that it is indeed feasible. ”

Shangyan took a deep breath and calmed his mood.

It's been more than ten years, and she's been trapped in this world for more than ten years! Now she finally has the opportunity to get out! How can she not be excited!

More than ten years have passed in a flash, and I don't know that my father and grandfather are in Guangling City, but everything is fine!

According to the time, grandpa is almost eighty years old, whether his strength has been refined and his body is still healthy!

Looking at the happy cigarette on his face, he smiled solemnly, and gently closed the yellow book in his hand, on which the latest page was written a row of small words:

The fifth subsection of the ancient soul training method is expressive.

Four years ago, after the fourth sub-section of enlightenment and cultivation was completed, the fifth sub-section was opened, but the solemn cultivation has not been able to grasp the essentials, and it has never been able to improve.

It may be that the loneliness of isolation makes her unable to concentrate on the cultivation of the exercises, or it may be that Lin Congkuan's day and night observation makes her have no time to be distracted from studying others.

It took four full years for the solemn survey to be regarded as the introduction to the spirit.

Conveying the spirit is about leaving the soul from the body, through the absolute suppression of strong spiritual power and soul, temporarily taking over the body of others, and after the completion of the body, it can even be permanently occupied for its own use, which is very similar to the novel I read in the previous life, which is said to be taken away.

Lin Congkuan took the rag and gently wiped the solemn body, and after coming to the private place, he suddenly fell into a memory, and a slip of saliva flowed out unconsciously, solemnly looking at Lin Congkuan on the display screen, and couldn't help but laugh gracefully.

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Xiaobai's clothes were scattered on the ground, and from the state of the clothes, he guessed that he should have been forcibly torn apart and thrown here.

On the wooden shelf, Xiaobai's hands were tightly restrained by the steel bayonet, his body was not an inch, and the ankles were also tightly fastened to the wooden frame by iron rings, so that his whole person was fixed in the air and could not move.

Through the gap in the window on the side, you can hear that Shang Sanba is talking and gossiping with Shang Sanjiu:

"You, since you need it so much, next time you go and apply for a favor with the second elder, so as not to keep coming to me to borrow it. ”

Shang Sanjiu complained, but still reached out and took out the scissors from his sewing basket and handed them to Shang Sanba's hand.

Seeing the reluctant smirk on Sanba's face, she sighed, and then said:

"Sanba, this kind of thing in love, we didn't understand it before, and we only understood it a little after experiencing baptism, although I haven't experienced it, but I still know, you have to be happy with each other, don't be too obsessed..."

"I know. ”

Shang Sanba smiled, after that incident, Sanjiu's attitude towards himself has not changed at all, and he still gets along with himself as before.

Now she is still thinking about enlightening herself, and it seems that she really regards herself as a friend.

But Shang Sanba didn't want to discuss this matter more, so he avoided the topic and said:

"I know, when the supplies are distributed next time, I'll apply for one, and I'll go back first. ”

Xiao Bai tilted his ears sideways, listening to the sound of talking outside, when the squeak of opening the door sounded, his ears twitched slightly, and the gentleness of many days almost made him forget the cruelty and viciousness of this man, he was never such a gentle and kind person on the surface!

Shang Sanba came to Xiaobai's side, picked up a rag that had been prepared a long time ago, and stuffed it into Xiaobai's mouth.

The next thing to do, even if Xiaobai can only make a whining sound, it may disturb others.

Xiaobai looked at the sharp scissors that were slowly approaching his face, struggling to resist, but the iron ring was firmly locked, his mouth was tightly blocked, and all the struggles seemed so futile.

When the sharp scissors cut across his face, the painful cold touch made Xiaobai sweat all over his body, sweat mixed with blood down his cheeks, and his neck went straight down, because of his desperate struggle, blood splashed everywhere.

The splatters of blood spilled onto the nearby wall, like an elegant painting about to take shape.

The flesh torn from the inside, when it came into contact with the air outside, sent a strange cooling sensation, which made people's bodies tremble.

Something strange, the foul-smelling foreign body was pressed against the exposed tender flesh, and the painful Xiaobai almost fainted.

Every time I can't hold on to the coma at all, it won't be long before I will be woken up from my slumber by a new round of pain.

When Shang Sanba finally stitched Xiaobai's face back together, Xiaobai felt as if his whole head had lost sensation, and he couldn't tell if he could still feel pain.

After the stitching, Xiaobai was placed on the bed, and Shang Sanba looked at the works of his hands, very satisfied, he felt that he had successfully created a face exactly the same as Zhuang Zhou through plastic surgery.

You slut!

Shang Sanba couldn't wait to rush up immediately and tear up Xiaobai's face reshaped according to Zhuang Zhou's face!

But if outsiders are present, they will find that Xiaobai's whole face is swollen like a ball that has been soaked in water for too long and has begun to swell and bulge.

The lines on the side of the face are rough and uneven, and some orange-yellow strange liquid flows from time to time, where there is half a point that looks like Zhuang Zhou's divine envoy, and it doesn't even look like a person.

Shang Sanba wiped the blood-stained scissors, his face full of smiles and satisfaction.