The sun was obscured by heavy clouds, and the wind blew from outside the city, mixed with a bit of autumn coolness.

A middle-aged man in a brown religious uniform walked down the avenue east of the city, followed by two deacons dressed in gray. When the man passed by the side of the road, some ordinary people put down their work and bowed down to worship, and some even knelt on the ground and kowtowed with a reverent expression.

The bishop turned his head to look at the kowtowing old woman, nodded slightly, and said in a compassionate voice: "May the holy light of the sun always shine in your heart." ”

The old woman's cloudy eyes flashed with excitement, and she kowtowed again.

The bishop walked forward again, and everywhere he passed, there was no discomfort with respectful worship and sincere prayer.

"Your Excellency." A young girl came over, this girl was plainly dressed, her face was only ordinary, her eyes were full of anticipation and awe, and there were some tears, she walked carefully a few steps in front of the bishop, and said in a trembling voice: "My mother, my mother, my mother, can you help?" ”

When the bishop heard this, he slowly closed his eyes, and only opened them after a while, his face a little helpless, and also a little sad: "Your mother has done something wrong, and the light of the sun does not want to nourish her soul anymore, and I can't do anything about it. ”

"Don't." The woman's body trembled, and then she knelt directly on the ground, crying, "Please save her." ”

"I would like to send her my most sincere blessings." The bishop had a compassionate expression and said slowly: "But the ending is arranged by the sun god, you can accept it calmly." ”

The ordinary woman didn't quite understand what the sun god had arranged for a while, and froze in place, and when she came to her senses, the bishop had already gone away.

She wiped away her tears, turned and ran back into the house.

Inside, an old woman with gray hair was lying on a wooden bed, her eyes slightly closed.

Next to the bed, a man sat looking through the window in the direction the bishop had left. He was dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, and there was a gossip figure on the hem, looking like a Taoist priest. He is young, although his face is not handsome, but his eyebrows and eyes are very delicate, and his bright eyes are a little deep.

The woman ran back and said a little sadly, "He still doesn't care." ”

"I'll just say that you girl is stubborn, these guys from the Xinyang Sect are all hypocrites with fake compassion, they don't have that much ability at all, and they don't have so much kindness, that is, empty mouths and white teeth to fool you fools, what's the use of you breaking your head." The old woman's cheeks were thin, and her voice was a little weak, but it was still sharp and domineering.

The woman touched her forehead, and she was a little sad, tears flowed with tears, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm useless." ”

"You stupid girl, am I not dead yet?" The old woman closed her eyes and snorted softly.

The woman tried to hold back her tears, then turned her head to look at the man in green clothes, bowed down and said, "Thank you Shimakawa Shaoxia." ”

"You've thanked you three times." Shimakawa Qin said helplessly: "Besides, my pill is also a symptom but not a root cause, and I don't have the ability to heal the injuries of my predecessors." ”

This man named Shimakawa is undoubtedly a player, and it is not difficult to judge from the surname that he is from an island country.

The woman bit her lower lip when she heard this, and looked at Shimakawa again.

Although the old woman lying down did not open her eyes, she seemed to see this scene, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Don't be rude! Shimakawa Shaoxia has already shown great mercy and increased my elixir, so that I can live through today, you don't know what to do! ”

When the woman heard this, she couldn't hold back her tears again.

Shimakawa Qin stood up, took out another pill from his arms, and said, "I really didn't bring too many pills with me on this trip, the old-timers were too seriously injured, and I really can't help them." You can keep this pill for now, and take it tomorrow morning, so that the old-timers can recover some of their strength. ”

The woman's legs were weak, she knelt on the ground, and said gratefully: "Shimakawa Shaoxia's great kindness, the little girl will never forget." ”

"Why do you need such a big gift, girl, get up quickly." Shimakawa reached out to help the woman.

The woman had tears on her cheeks and said, "If it weren't for Granny Hua's help two days ago, I would have been dragged to the slave market by those scoundrels, and now Granny Hua is seriously ill, but I can't do anything, and I am ashamed in my heart." Fortunately, I met Shaoxia, you are my benefactor. ”

"You sit down first." Shimakawa helped the woman to sit down, and then he looked at the flower woman.

This mother-in-law is not the woman's mother, she said to the bishop of Xinyang, she is just to win sympathy and trust, Shimakawa knows, but he doesn't know the identity of this mother-in-law. And he could sense that if this mother-in-law was not injured, she would definitely be much stronger than himself.

Shimakawa stared and asked, "Senior, where did your injury come from?" ”

Granny Hua coughed lightly, and after a moment of thought, she said in a calm tone: "Sand Gang." ”

Shimakawa's face changed slightly, and he asked, "Is that the gang you just said about the number one gang in Decheng, and the gang that dug up two hundred catties of Xuanjing Iron?" ”

"That's right." Granny Hua opened her eyes in vain, her eyes were chaotic but like electric light, and as she opened her eyes, a chill appeared in the room, and she looked at Shimakawa Qin.

Shimakawa Qin's hair suddenly stood on end, and his heart beat faster, but he tried to control his emotions without too much fluctuation, and looked at Granny Hua cautiously.

Granny Hua said: "Young man, can you help me kill someone, I can teach you a martial arts, and give you all the treasures on my body." ”

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Outside the east of the city, Bishop Juji walked out of the city gate with two deacons.

"There shouldn't be any believers outside the city, right?" One of the deacons said, "Your Excellency, let's go back." ”

Zhu Ji shook his head when he heard this.

Another deacon hurriedly flattered: "There are still some farmers outside the city, and the bishop is merciful and wants to visit them, right?" ”

Zhu Ji sneered, showed an impatient expression, and said: "The smell of the slum is too bad, it's disgusting, I'm going to the suburbs to change some fresh air." ”

The two deacons followed with some sycophants, and Zhu Ji stood expressionlessly, with his hands down, beside a yellowed wheat field.

This wheat is different from the real world, the wheat stalks are half a meter high, and the plump wheat grains hang on it, giving off the faint fragrance of wheat.

Zhu Ji's eyes narrowed slightly when he smelled the wheat fragrance, and suddenly his expression suddenly became indifferent, and after a while, he said coldly: "In addition to the lowly serfs in the farmland, there are also strong people in the Heavenly Change Realm?" If there is no hostility, please show up quickly, otherwise you will be regarded as provoking my Xinyang Sect. ”

"Oh, don't get me wrong." In the wheat field, Jiang Ling stood up, with some ears of wheat on his head, and smiled politely: "I'm just looking for something." ”

Zhu Ji looked at Jiang Ling coldly, and the other two deacons were even more cold, staring at Jiang Ling vigilantly, both of them were the strength of the Earth Transformation Realm, if it wasn't for Zhu Ji to speak, they wouldn't have noticed Jiang Ling's location at all.

After all, Jiang Ling's mental power is still insufficient, and there is no way to avoid the detection of the Nian Master of the Heavenly Transformation Realm.

The wind blew through the wheat field, and the wheat rose and fell like waves.

Zhu Ji took a light breath, and then said indifferently: "Looking for something?" Isn't this reason too perfunctory? ”

Another deacon said angrily, "Bold, who are you?" What is the purpose of lurking here? ”

"It's really looking for something." Jiang Ling scratched his head and walked closer to a few people.

"Stop!" One of the deacons simply drew his sword at his waist and shouted, "Declare your identity!" ”

"I'm just passing through." Jiang Ling stopped, then lowered his head and said with a smile: "I'm really looking for something, you see, it's here." ”

As he spoke, Jiang Ling leaned down again and groped in the wheat field.

Zhu Ji stared at Jiang Ling's figure coldly, and then suddenly raised his hand and aimed it at Jiang Ling.

The other two deacons glanced at each other and also approached Jiang Ling.

"This is it!" Jiang Ling suddenly straightened up, with a smile on his face, and his left hand was clenched into a fist in the air, like a child who had stolen sugar.

Zhu Ji frowned slightly, he felt that Jiang Ling definitely had a problem, but at present, it could only be said that it was suspicious, and there was no definite evidence that Jiang Ling had bad intentions. If Jiang Ling was a person from the Earth Transformation Realm, Zhu Ji would have already waved his hand to kill him, but after all, he was a master of the Heavenly Transformation Realm, and Zhu Ji didn't want to directly intensify the matter before it became clear.

Zhu Ji hesitated for a moment, but still put down his hand, and said coldly: "You can leave." ”

"Okay." Jiang Ling answered, turned around and was about to leave.

The two deacons here looked at Jiang Ling's back cautiously, and then put the saber back.

Who knew that Jiang Ling suddenly turned around again, raised his fist and said, "Don't you want to see what I'm looking for?" ”

Zhu Ji's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand again, the uneasiness in his heart had become more and more obvious, and he decided to strike first.

But the next moment, Jiang Ling spread out his palm, and there was a huge night pearl inside, round and white, shining brightly.

Zhu Ji's eyes lit up slightly, and he didn't make a move for a while, even he had never seen a night pearl of this size, and the two deacons were even more round-eyed, very surprised.

"Look at the pearl of the night, it's big and round, it's like your head, it's empty and flat." Jiang Ling casually came to a RAP.

The next moment, Zhu Ji's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and now, no matter what, he wanted this kid to die, whether it was to eliminate the uneasiness in his heart, or this new greed.

The two deacons simply walked towards Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling smiled slightly and looked at Zhu Ji.

Zhu Ji's eyes condensed, his mental power condensed, he was facing Jiang Ling, and an invisible fluctuation of mental qi hit out directly, like an invisible sharp blade circling over, and a scratch quickly appeared on the wheat field, and the wheat in this straight line was cut off by Nian Qi.

If you look down from the sky, the wheat field is like a canvas, as if a pen has crossed the canvas and goes straight to Jiang Ling.

The corners of Jiang Ling's mouth provoked a sneer.

The sense of crisis in Zhu Ji's heart suddenly increased, and he felt a chill in his heart and turned around suddenly.

An invisible giant hammer smashed him.

Zhu Ji spat blood from his mouth, his body fell backwards, and he fell directly into the wheat field.

That thought qi fluctuation continued to gallop towards Jiang Ling, but losing Zhu Ji's control, Jiang Ling naturally easily dodged.

The two deacons were shocked and turned back to help Bishop Juji.

But the next moment, they suddenly found that their feet were entangled in wheat, and they tried to tear off these annoying wheat, and it stands to reason that with their strength, they deliberately broke free, even the chains could be broken.

But these wheat, it seems, are tougher than chains.

"Huh?" One of the deacons finally realized that something was wrong and glanced at Jiang Ling in horror.

"It's too late." Jiang Ling casually held the night pearl that was deducted from the Moon Demon Castle and smiled at the two deacons.

Suddenly, the wheat under the feet of the two men grew wildly, and in the blink of an eye it was even taller than them, and then the wheat entangled the two deacons like a vortex.

The two of them tried to cut off the wheat with their swords, but in less than a moment, they were already submerged in the wheat and wrapped in two yellow cocoons.

The two cocoons slowly shrunk, and there was a violent tremor at first, which was the people inside who were constantly struggling.

Slowly, the tremors disappeared.

Jiang Ling turned his head to look at the other side.

Zhu Ji stared at Wei Ying, extremely frightened, his voice became uncontrollably sharp, and he roared, "Are you still alive?!" ”

Wei Ying slapped it expressionlessly.