"Little planters!"

"Thief!"

"Thief bones!"

…………

In Songhai City, there is an inn.

In the past, business was not good or bad, and a large open space was now cleared out of the lobby of an inn that was specially responsible for the meals of Little Sage Village.

In the dim light of the hall, a corpse wrapped in a white cloth sits in the middle of it.

Duanmu Rong, Gai Nie, Tianming, Master Ban, Xu Fuzi, Ku Ding and others looked at the corpses of the thieves who were dead without looking at them, and they all looked stunned.

Especially the class master, who has always been fighting with thieves, dislikes the trouble of thieves on weekdays, but now looking at the corpse of the thief, his eyes are full of tears.

Even Duanmu Rong, who has never liked stealing feet, trembles lightly, and almost has no strength to stand firm.

Even in the morning, the complexion is very unsightly.

In the entire inn, there is an inexplicable atmosphere, which is extremely depressing and uncomfortable.

"The corpse was sent back by Yingzihe, and the person who sent it back also brought a word from Yingzihe." After a long time, Ku Ding broke the awkward atmosphere with a speech, and his voice was low, "Yingzihe said that if we do unrealistic delusions again, the thief will not be the only one who will turn into a corpse. ”

"Humph!" When Xu Fuzi, who had always been taciturn, heard this, he scolded angrily, "If you have the ability, let him come!" ”

"Yingzi and delusional to keep the cruel empire of their father and son forever is a big joke, sooner or later, I will kill him and sacrifice all the innocent souls with his head!"

"It's a pity that I don't see a little hope." Gai Nie smiled bitterly while holding Duanmu Rong.

A sharp sword-like gaze fell on the huge hole in the thief's chest, and Gai Nie's tone was a little inexplicably bitter.

"Judging from the wounds of the corpse of the thief, Yingzihe's martial arts have reached the point of being superb, far beyond the imagination of the world."

"How is it better than you?" Old man Ban took a deep breath and asked.

Gai Nie said decadently: "It's better to be ashamed!" ”

Consider oneself inferior to another!

can make the extremely proud world's first sword say such things, it can be seen that Yingzi and this young man who is not yet twenty years old have reached the point of martial arts.

"Even if his martial arts are high, what about them?" Tianming shouted unwillingly, his bright eyes were full of fighting spirit, "The brutal empire will be destroyed sooner or later. Even if he is strong in martial arts, he is just a lone husband. ”

"Okay, Tianming, you can understand this, it proves that you are mature." Duanmu Rong, who looked sad, heard Tianming say this, and slapped him on the shoulder, looking proud, "You have now begun to adapt to the identity of the Mo family!" ”

"Oh!" Tianming smiled stupidly and scratched his head with one hand, "Then can I save Yue'er?" ”

Speaking of Yue'er, Tianming's lips opened, and saliva was about to flow out.

Yue'er's temptation is simply fatal to him, and even surpasses Gai Nie, the uncle who has replaced his father to a certain extent, and even his favorite food.

Seeing Tianming's appearance, Duanmu Rong, Master Ban and others, who had just had a good impression of him, couldn't help but be depressed.

Well, he still hasn't changed at all!

Fortunately, after such a distraction, the sorrow and grief that lingered in everyone's hearts have dissipated a lot.

Ku Ding reached out with both hands, picked up the thief's body from the ground, and walked to the backyard.

As early as after the body of the thief was delivered, he had already bought a coffin, and tomorrow, he could bury the thief in the ground.

After reining in the corpses of the thieves, everyone's expressions were still not very good, but between looking at each other, they had dispersed a lot.

Now the people wanted to disperse.

Coincidentally, from the door of the inn, there was a crisp knock on the door, which fell into the ears of everyone present.

"Who?" Hearing the sound in their ears, everyone couldn't help but change their expressions, and between Duanmu Rong's slender jade fingers like spring onions, several steel needles flashing with cold light appeared.

"It's me!"

A familiar voice sounded outside the door, reassuring them for a moment.

Ku Ding breathed a sigh of relief, took a few steps forward, and opened the door that had been plugged in.

Outside the door, the fairy wind Dao bones, the head of the Taoist sect in a dark white Taoist robe, Xiaoyaozi, held the supreme famous sword of the Taoist family, Xue Ji, appeared.

A pair of outstanding eyes swept away, and noticed that the faces of everyone in the Mo family were not very good-looking, and said as he walked in:

"I've heard about the theft, and I hope you will mourn!"

Xu Fuzi sighed and said: "This is another master lost by my Mo family, plus the damage of the disciples below, it is simply a heavy loss." ”

"At this moment, I don't even know if it makes sense to continue to oppose Qin? Even one of Ying Zheng's sons can toss us back to life, not to mention Ying Zheng himself! ”

When Xiaoyaozi heard this, he comforted: "Master Xu, you are serious. It is true that in the great cause of opposing Qin, the Mo family has suffered a lot of losses. ”

"But our constant losses are not because of the terrible nature of Yingzihe, but because of another thing!"

"What's that?" Gai Nie's sword eyes showed a hint of sharpness, and his gaze like sword light seemed to be about to turn into a real divine sword.

The door of the inn had been closed again, and Xiaoyaozi faced the eyes full of questions around him, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a smile of ambition, and he said word by word: "Because Yingzi and this person, he is the only person in the world who can change his destined fate." ”

"What do you mean?" Duanmu Rong asked puzzled.

"I can't hide it," Xiaoyaozi pulled over a bench and sat down, explaining 1510, "Among my Taoists, there is a means to predict the time of heaven and even the fate of the future. ”

"Originally, after the unification of the world, this troubled era did not end, and a new troubled era was brewing within the empire. However, since the appearance of Yingzihe, this originally destined fate is constantly changing, and new troubled times are constantly disappearing. ”

"Under the investigation of my human sect, I found that all the changes were due to the sixth son of Yingzheng, the current prince of Qin, Yingzihe, and after many investigations, I finally discovered his identity, he is an outlier outside of fate, and has the terrible power to change the world!"

"What?" No one would doubt the ability of Taoist divination, and everyone couldn't help but gasp when they heard Xiaoyaozi's words.

"Then there's no way to defeat that big bad?" Tianming shouted unwillingly.

Xiaoyaozi looked at Tianming and said, "Of course not, according to the calculations of my Human Sect, Heavenly Sect, and others, the destined fate is not so easy to change, and the counterattack from fate is about to come." This is also our only chance to defeat Yingzihe! ”

"As long as you can seize this opportunity to kill him, that destined fate will be back on track again!"