Wan Linggen was stunned when he heard this, and was about to speak, but Sha Man preemptively said: "The business is important, you go quickly!" ”

Wan Linggen hummed, got up, lifted the sedan curtain and jumped out of the car. He looked at it, and sure enough, not far in front of him, two groups of people were fighting, and his brow furrowed tightly.

On one side of the two groups was a Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes, and on the other side there was only one person, holding a stick with eyebrows, burly figures, flashing and leaping, coming and going freely between the swords of the Taoist priests. Wan Linggen is very familiar with this person, he is the prodigal son Yan Qing who saved his life not long ago.

At this time, Zhao Liancheng jumped to his side and asked in a low voice, "Dashuai, the Taoist priests you are talking about are them, right?" ”

Wan Linggen nodded, and said in a cold voice: "That strong man once saved my life, you bring someone over to help him." ”

Zhao Liancheng answered and asked, "Those Taoist priests ......?"

Wan Linggen gritted his teeth and said, "Let the brothers practice their hands!" ”

"Okay!" He drew his knife in his hand, turned around and jumped away and shouted: "Brothers, come to life, follow me!" ”

"Yes!" More than 20 soldiers dressed as migrant workers also drew their waist knives from under the carriage and quickly followed.

Although Yan Qing seemed to be able to cope with it easily, only he knew how hard it was. He suddenly found that a group of people with waist in their hands rushed over, between friends and foes, a little distracted, a sword was stabbed in the arm, he screamed and put the eyebrow stick in his hand, and smashed it towards the Taoist priest who attacked him, the Taoist priest wanted to take advantage of the situation to jump backwards, but just when his feet were just off the ground, a pair of big hands reached out out out of nowhere and pressed him back to the ground, so that the eyebrow stick in Yan Qing's hand smashed firmly on his head, and the unlucky Taoist priest didn't even have time to snort and died with a headshot.

Yan Qing was just about to say thank you. But I saw that the man was holding a long knife and spinning quickly around the corpse that had lost its vital characteristics, and in a blink of an eye, the Taoist priest was chopped and the flesh was flying, and the white bones of Sen Sen appeared in front of him, the man put the knife in his hand, and suddenly reached into the chest cavity of the white bone, grabbed an object and pinched it hard. There was a muffled bang, and there was an extra dark cyan bead in his hand.

"Boss! Sure enough, there is! The man waved his hand happily and shouted, dumbfounded Yan Qing, who was standing on the side.

"Brothers, do you see? That's it! Zhao Liancheng raised the knife in his hand, and slaughtered into the Taoist group like a tiger in the mountain.

Although the Taoist priests have the advantage of being outnumbered by the other party, it is obvious that this is a battle between wolves and sheep, and no matter how many there are, they cannot change the fate of the sheep.

When the Taoist priests saw that a group of people were suddenly killed, they didn't pay attention to it. It wasn't until one of them rushed into the sneak attack as if no one was around, and strangely turned their opponent into a white skeleton, that they suddenly felt a life-and-death crisis.

But all of this became irrelevant with a roar from the man, who stared at one after the other like messengers of hell, and then turned into a whirlwind, drowning himself and his target.

And those Taoist priests who were not targeted all turned into stupid geese, and even Yan Qing put down the eyebrow stick in his hand. He opened his mouth wide and looked at the whirlwind that suddenly rose and the white bones that appeared one after another.

"Huh? This thing is like a pigeon's egg! A cyan bead appeared in the hand of the person who had just shaved the Taoist priest in front of him into a bone.

"How can there be such a small pigeon egg?" The other also unfolded the bead in his hand and said.

"Will it explode?"

"Try it and you'll find out!"

There was a crisp sound of "pop". The beads turned into fine powder, and at the same time, the white bone quickly decomposed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a cloud of mist, dissipating into the air.

"Didn't explode?!"

"It's the same if it's gone, it's the same whether it explodes or not!" The two men shook their hands. He turned his gaze to the Taoist priests who were standing aside.

Seeing that their companions turned into powder one after another, the Taoist priests suddenly woke up to the fact that this was a group of devils who wanted their souls to fly away!

I don't know who let out a shrill shout, and ran away.

However, it is only now that I remember to run for my life. It was too late.

Yan Qing shook her head and smiled bitterly and put down the Qi Mei stick, this was a hunt without suspense. Mo said that all of these killing gods who suddenly appeared in the field were like this, even if only one appeared among these people, the result would not make any difference.

"Brother Yan, don't come to harm!" Wan Linggen appeared beside him with a smile.

"Brother Wan?" Hearing this, Yan Qing turned her head and looked at Wan Linggen.

"There is nothing below, I have seen Brother Yan."

"Fang yet? Oh! Yan Qing smiled knowingly, "Brother Fang, are they your subordinates?" ”

Wan Linggen glanced at the last dissipating white bone and said, "They're just a group of people who follow me for a living. ”

Yan Qing looked at the eyebrow stick in his hand and sighed: "It's a pity, I made a stick instead of a knife, otherwise it would be ......."

Wan Linggen said: "Brother Yan's martial arts are outstanding, and he is already a rare opponent. By the way, how did Brother Yan come across these people? ”

Yan Qing's eyes flickered with cold light, "These miscellaneous Taoist priests kept following me all the way, and the number of them was getting more and more, I deliberately led them to this sparsely populated place to ask them, and it turned out to be like this." ”

Wan Linggen smiled slightly, "Presumably Brother Yan asked with the stick in your hand, right?" ”

Yan Qing was stunned for a moment and laughed: "Those who know me are ...... Brother Fang! After laughing, he said coldly: "Since the last time we fought side by side, I don't like these thieves and rat-eyed Taoist priests, obviously they are outsiders, and they still want to meddle in mundane disputes, so damn it!" ”

At this time, the place that was still the tragic slaughterhouse just now was empty, and the killing gods who had completed the "mission" had withdrawn to the caravan. Wan Linggen smiled: "Brother Yan, since we meet again, let's set off together." ”

"Good!" Yan Qing put away her eyebrows and smiled heartily.

After a short rest, the caravan was back on its way. Yan Qing and Wan Linggen shared a car and talked happily.

"Butler, sir, please!" A person appeared next to the car and whispered in Wan Linggen's ear.

Yan Qing waved his hand and said, "Brother Fang, if you have something to do, just go and get busy." Wan Linggen nodded apologetically, jumped out of the car and came to Lin Sanjin's car.

Lin Sanjin's face sank like water, and he frowned and asked, "Virtuous son-in-law, do you know who that Yan Qing is?" ”

Wan Linggen was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that he really didn't know who he was, and what he knew was written in the novels of later generations, so he shook his head honestly, and Lin Sanjin said: "This person's reputation is not very good. ”

Wan Linggen was stunned again, "The prodigal son Yanqing has a bad reputation? ”

Lin Sanjin lowered his voice and said: "According to folk rumors, Yan Qing is a romantic person, often lingering among the Goolan Washe, and later in order to win the favor of Huizong, he dedicated the famous prostitute Li Shishi in the capital who had a relationship with him to Huizong, and made a name for himself. (To be continued.) )