136 Murderous monks
More than 3,500 miles southwest of the Great Xia Kingdom, there is a small country with a radius of no more than 300 miles, so the location of the country is southern, and the surname of the founding king of the previous dynasty is Wei, so it is called the Southern Wei Kingdom.
In recent days, the Southern Wei Kingdom has been turbulent, and there have been earth-shaking changes. Emperor Cao Ben and Crown Prince Cao Yuanhua disappeared during a war with the Great Xia Kingdom, and are rumored to have died in the chaos. The two protagonists, the emperor and the prince, went and never returned, which directly led to the chaos of the Southern Wei Kingdom, the collapse of the patchwork multinational coalition army, and the independence of each small country, no longer obeying the dispatch of the Southern Wei State. Even the Southern Wei Kingdom had a coup d'Γ©tat, and Wei Cheng, the son of the monarch of the previous dynasty who was hidden among the people, invaded the imperial city with the support of the old forces and regained the imperial throne.
In the deep palace of the Southern Wei Dynasty, the lights are swaying, the singing and dancing are leveling, the mottled and revealing kabuki are dancing, and the new monarch of the Southern Wei Dynasty, Wei Chengzheng, is hugging left and right, hugging two half-naked women with open backs and bare waists drinking and having fun.
"King, I heard that Cao Ben's father and son died in the Great Xia Kingdom, but is it true?" A concubine stretched out her thin white arm, gently caressed Wei Cheng's shoulder with one hand, and sent the wine glass to Wei Cheng with the other, and asked in a voice.
"That's still fake! This king saw with his own eyes that he was chopped into meat puree with a knife! Already eaten by wild dogs! Hahaha......" Wei Cheng replied loudly with relief, and then took the wine glass and drank it all, with a smug look on his face.
"Great, then the king can rest easy!" The woman clapped her hands and laughed.
Wei Cheng looked at the woman, his eyes narrowed, showing his color, his big hand wrapped around his thin waist, and he took it into his arms, and kissed it directly with a big mouth full of wine.
"Ouch, King, you're so bad!" The woman wanted to refuse and welcome, swinging her coquettish fat buttocks and sitting directly on Wei Cheng's lap.
The woman on the other side, with jealousy in her eyes, also leaned forward, sat on Wei Cheng's other lap, and said in a coquettish voice: "King, I heard that Cao Ben's father and son are immortal cultivators, and their spells are strong, how could they die in the hands of such a mortal in the Great Xia Kingdom?" β
"Beauty, you don't know. The Great Xia Kingdom has been inherited for thousands of years, and it is by no means idle. Han Feng, the son of the general Han Wen, is also an immortal cultivator, with strong spells, far above Cao Ben's pair of dog father and son, and only one round killed Cao and his son and his son, and caught up, the fairy sword was as big as a mountain, and the two dog heads of Cao's father and son were cut off with one sword! β
"Huh? The mountains are so big, they're amazing. Lord, but I saw it with my own eyes! β
"That's still false, this king and Han Feng made an agreement to kill that pair of dog thieves together, if it weren't for this king to stop in front, then Cao's father and son might have escaped!" Wei Cheng pursed his big mouth, full of pride, and looked at the expression as if it was real.
"Click!"
At this moment, when there was a sound of shattering, the palace gate was smashed into pieces by a powerful force, and a white light flashed in, and the light suddenly appeared a monk with white hair, a pair of deep and demonic eyes, shooting out two cold lights. Wei Cheng's body was shocked, and he was so frightened that he turned over and fell down. Among them, the singers and Maiko were so frightened that they screamed, some ran outward, some shrunk into a ball, their bodies like chaff, and they trembled.
"You just said that Cao Ben's father and son were killed by Han Feng, but is it true?" The monk grabbed Wei Cheng, who had fallen to the ground, and asked loudly, his voice was as creepy as a wolf.
Wei Cheng's crotch was wet, and he was so frightened that he immediately peed his pants, "Daxian spares his life, Daxian spares his life, this king bragged just now, in fact, Cao Ben's father and son were all harmed by Han Feng, and they have nothing to do with this king!" β
In the panic, Wei Cheng seemed to see the shadow of Cao's father and son from the monk's fierce face, and was about to guess that the identity of the other party was related to Cao Ben's father and son, although he was frightened, he still replied obediently.
"Fart!"
The monk was furious, and slapped it with one palm, and the five fingers were like eagle claws, deeply embedded in Wei Cheng's skull, and the brilliance flowed, and the monk's eyes were confused, and he performed the soul searching technique.
Others screamed in fright, and even fainted in timidity.
After a moment, the monk's eyes widened, and a look of disappointment appeared in his eyes, "Bastard, you don't know anything, and you dare to talk nonsense!" β
The monk patted a cyan spirit beast bag on his waist, and a cyan giant wolf flashed out.
"Eat him!"
The monk commanded.
The big wolf's eyes devoured blood, and he moved when he heard the sound, and his huge mouth was bitten off half of Wei Cheng's body, and the flesh and blood in the big mouth turned over, chewing and clicking, and the blood flowed down the wolf's mouth, and the terrifying scene scared all the kaki and dancers who did not escape to death.
"Eat them all!"
The monk was still angry, and with a command, he moved outside the palace gate with a shake of his body.
At this time, there was already a mess outside, "There are assassins, come quickly!" "There are assassins, protect the king" "Come on! ββ¦β¦
The shouts were continuous.
Soldiers with swords and guards with torches flocked here.
"Does anyone know that Cao Ben's father and son are like fate?" The monk asked loudly in front of the palace gate, his face as cold as iron, without the slightest expression.
"Who are you, dare to spread wild here, take it for me!"
The captain of the guard is a martial artist, and there are thirty guards with strong martial arts under him, so he is naturally not afraid of this white-bearded old man, and directs the guards to rush upwards and surround him.
"Look for death!"
The monk flicked one hand, and a small banner of an inch long was sacrificed, and it was long in the wind, until it was a long and short time, and then it was caught in his hand. The wind gusted on the flag, and occasionally the sound of ghosts roaring came from it.
"Close!"
The monk was a little empty, and the yin banner immediately swung out a circle of gloomy light, and everyone who was enveloped in it screamed and fell to the ground. One by one, half-real and half-imaginary souls flew out of their bodies and were included in the yin flags. Dozens of soldiers fell on the ground, all bleeding and turning into dead bodies.
As soon as the monk stretched out his hand to probe into the flag, a struggling and screaming soul was caught, and the monk clasped his five fingers on his head and forcibly searched for the soul. After a while, the monk's eyes opened angrily, and with a "bang", he directly pinched his soul and exploded, "Waste, I don't know anything!" β
The monk reached out and grabbed a soul from the banner again, and searched for the soul for a moment to pinch it again. The monk refused to give up and once again extended his hand to the shade flag......
After searching for souls until the seventeenth soul, the monk's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had made a discovery. This soul is the soul of a light knight who participated in the attack on Yanjing City a few days ago, and he can see it clearly when Han Feng in the city comes to fight Cao Yuanhua. This scene was directly captured by the murderous monk.
"This boy is Han Feng? It's just that he can defeat Hua'er at such a young age, can he still kill Cao Ben? Who is this woman? Damn it! I'm going to kill you! β
"Bang!" The white-bearded monk's hand was like an eagle's claw, and he grabbed it fiercely, and this soul was also pinched and exploded.
The people in the palace were all eaten, and at this time, the big cyan wolf had already come out, and came to devour the corpses on the ground with a bloody mouth.
"Livestock, come back! Follow me to the Great Xia Kingdom and settle accounts with that Han Feng! β
The monk opened the spirit beast bag, put away the giant wolf, stomped his feet into the air, and headed straight to the northeast.