"Not bad!" The old man said.

"Thank you seniors for your mercy." Ding Jun whispered. There were three blood marks on the right side of his neck, all more than an inch long, and blood was dripping down his neckline.

"No wonder you dare to stand up for the little girl, it's been a long time since I've met a martial artist like you." The old man picked up the wine bag, pulled out the stopper, took a sip himself, and then handed it to Ding Jun, "You deserve to drink my wine, come on." ”

Ding Jun had a smile on his face again: "Senior, you haven't said it yet, did you exempt Miss Fang from the punishment for drinking?"

The old man suddenly laughed: "With you, you can do whatever you say, hahahaha......"

Ding Jun nodded, took the wine bag, took a sip slowly, and suddenly changed the topic: "Senior, Miss Fang's account has been revealed, how to calculate the accounts of Uncle Li and Mr. Qin in Torin Temple?" Also, two weeks later, how did the Shi family's account settle? If it's convenient, let's calculate these accounts together. ”

"Yes, I killed the two helpers that Shi Miaoshou invited, so what? Anyone who does something wrong is responsible, and he is no exception. Little brother, don't think that if you can block me with a few moves, you can stand up for Shi Miao, the illusions and spells of ancient Persia cannot even be controlled by the caster himself, such as this time-" The old man suddenly flashed, disappeared from his chair with a gray light, and three seconds later, strode back from the other end of the woods where they were stationed.

Behind him, two men dressed in earth-colored clothes staggered after him, both with short guns in their hands, and had raised them to point at the old man's back.

The old man walked to the oven, picked up a skewer of grilled fish, took a big bite, and munched on the meat with thorns.

"I won't let it go...... You...... We were sent by Madame Lan to kill us...... Madame Lan won't let you go......" said one of the men with a miserable laugh.

"What? Mrs. Lan?" Ruan Feng screamed in shock.

Ding Jun's heart also sank sharply, but the old man's speed was too fast, and he was powerless to intercept it.

"No...... Let...... You ......" The other man didn't finish his sentence, his body went limp, and with a bang, his bones shattered to the ground, and he had three heads, three bodies, and six arms. The first man to speak then collapsed, and the two men died identically.

"Three-headed, six-armed spell." Fang Qing exclaimed.

The death of the two is the same as that of Uncle Li and Mr. Qin Da, and it can be seen that it was this old man who killed people in Torin Temple last night.

"My surname is Jin, and everyone calls me Lao Jin. Originally, the name of the three heads and six arms was just a sword technique, but after the ancient Persian spell was infused in it, it became an unrivaled martial art, and even I couldn't explain the reason. Ahem...... "The old man coughed.

When he lifted the sac again, the gray robe under his right arm had cracked a large piece and was soaked in blood.

"Little brother, you are very powerful! However, I did show mercy just now, and if I really issued the 'Three Heads and Six Arms Curse', it wasn't necessarily who died, hahaha...... Ahem......"

Ding Jun didn't say anything, but at this moment he stood up with a wry smile, walked in front of Fang Qing, completely blocked her, and then saluted the old man surnamed Jin: "Senior Jin, is there any room for the Shi family to turn around?"

The old man shook his head: "You still call me Lao Jin, I've been used to it for so many years." I tell you that Shi Miaoshou's family must die, because he has committed an unforgivable heinous sin, and there is no atonement for his death. Little brother, I will give you face, my brothers may not give you face. ”

Ding Jun took a deep breath and suddenly said a word: "Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger."

That is the Southern Song Dynasty anti-gold star Xin Jiaxuan's "Eternal Happiness? A sentence in "Fubei Guting Nostalgia" praises Liu Yu, the Emperor Wu of the Southern Song Dynasty, who wanted to ride a war horse, wear iron armor, dance in the air with swords and guns, and swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.

"What?" Ruan Feng asked in surprise, because he didn't understand the meaning of Ding Jun's ancient poem.

Fang Qing also took a deep breath, pushed away the chair and stood up.

"Hahahaha......" Lao Jin laughed, "Little brother, insight, insight!" ”

"Ten people, all here?" Ding Jun asked.

Lao Jin nodded: "Of course, the 'Snow Mountain Ten Heavenly Eagles' have always been alone, unless someone dies...... Little brother, since you even know these inside facts, you should know that Shi Miaoshou will die, right?"

Ding Jun is talking about a force that has been rampant in Tibet, Nepal, India, Sikkim, Bhutan and other places 20 years ago, and the team has a total of 10 people, whose surnames are Jin, Ge, Tie, Ma, Qi, Tun, Wan, Li, Ru, and Hu. When they act, they come like a long rainbow and go like a green lightning, and no country's armed army can prevent it. Every time the "Ten Heavenly Eagles of the Snow Mountain" strikes, governments can only stare and clean up the mess.

After ten years of rampant power, this force suddenly disappeared and retreated, which made the security departments of various countries really breathe a sigh of relief.

Ding Jun knew that if it was them, Shi Miaoshou's family would have almost been sentenced to death.

"Aunt Ge." Fang Qing reminded behind Ding Jun's back.

The person in second place in the "Snow Mountain Ten Heavenly Eagles" is surnamed Ge, of course, it can be related to "Aunt Ge". If Aunt Ge was an undercover agent of the Guge visitor, then Shi Miaoshou's every move would have been under the enemy's insight long ago. It's just that Aunt Ge disappeared instantly, what tricks are she playing?

An old gold killed Shi Miaoshou's side in fear, and the "Ten Heavenly Eagles of the Snow Mountain" came together, doesn't it mean that Shi Miaoshou's family really has no way to live?

"Little girl, if you know too much, you will die too quickly." Lao Jin reminded leisurely.

"It's better for the Shi family to die than for us to die, right?" Ruan Feng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with palpitations.

"Since it's targeting the people of the Shi family, why do you want to kill the two of them?" The wind blew away the bloody gas, but the name of "Mrs. Lan" was called out by the two before they died, which still pierced Ding Jun's heart.

"These people have been following me and taking out their anger on them when I'm upset, do you need an explanation?" Lao Jin said.

Ding Jun smiled coldly: "Senior, I treat people with sincerity, but you lie repeatedly." In the battle just now, it was obviously your divine knife that failed to kill me, but every time the divine knife was unsheathed, one person had to be killed, and the undead sacrifice knife was used. That's why you killed them. From this point of view, the 'three-headed, six-armed mantra' is a harmful thing that even you can't control - no, maybe that spell has actually controlled you, so you can't control it. ”

The last sentence obviously hit Lao Jin's vital point, and he was distracted, and the wine bag raised to his mouth slanted, and the wine with the fragrance of snow lotus was sprinkled all over his chest.

Whether it is spelling, illusion, Gu magic, or witchcraft, it requires the caster to be integrated with the secret art, and to concentrate on the secret art with the power of soul, flesh and blood, and blood. The higher the degree of dedication, the greater the progress in the cultivation of the secret arts, and the deeper the realm that can be reached. Therefore, once the secret technique is achieved, the cultivator is already different from ordinary people, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a person who controls the secret technique or is controlled by the secret technique.

Ding Jun's thinking ability is first-class, and he quickly straightened out the relationship from Lao Jin's strange expression, and came to the astonishing conclusion above.

"It's a tragedy." Lao Jin said slowly.

"Seniors are smart people, and what I thought of, you have already felt it." Ding Jun spoke more and more cautiously.

He had seen many people who had been controlled by secret arts, who were normal on the outside but wild on the inside, and once they went berserk out of control, they would become extremely dangerous and become bloodthirsty demons.

"Indeed." Lao Jin replied, "Little brother, you are smarter than me, we only fought once, and you saw the whole truth." With an IQ like yours, if you join us, you will definitely be reused by the High Priest. ”

"It's a pity, I just want to be an ordinary person, and I don't want to be reused by anyone at all, let alone be used by anyone." Ding Jun said.

Lao Jin finished eating the fish and picked up a string of squid, even if it was such an ordinary action, Ruan Feng was scared and retreated, for fear that the other party would draw a knife and kill someone.

"Little brother, you are still young, and when you are over forty years old, you will understand some of the true meaning of life. As the saying goes, even salted fish have dreams of turning over. In a hundred years of life, it is meaningless to be an ordinary person, only to keep forging ahead, be positive, be a superior person, and ascend to the sky, is the ultimate goal of a man. Back then, when we met the high priest, it was when we were rampant in Tibet and the spring breeze was proud, and he used the most brilliant martial arts and the most profound truth to convince us and lead us to a higher realm. In front of him, any martial arts and wisdom have lost their meaning, and he seems to be an unbreakable shield, and no matter how sharp the spear is, it will be subdued at his feet......"

Ding Jun felt that he was slowly becoming difficult to breathe under the strong pressure, and his spirit was completely focused on Lao Jin's face. A real master, the knife moves at will, and he can only make the most correct reaction before the opponent makes a knife when he captures the opponent's micro-expressions 100%.

"You ought to meet the High Priest, who has always liked wise young men." Lao Jin said.

"Thank you seniors for your love, trust, and loyalty, I want to do a good job in Torin Temple first." Ding Jun said resolutely.

"The matter of Torin? After the high priest issued the Guge Silver Eye Talisman, the Shi family was already dead. So, time proves that no matter what you do, you can't change the result. Lao Jin said.

"I never give up until the last minute." Ding Jun said.

Lao Jin laughed, and drank a few big sips of wine on his back: "Okay, okay, young man, you will definitely see the result, this time it is not only our Ten Heavenly Eagle who came together, plus the only descendant disciple of the high priest, Miss Xuewan...... It is equivalent to using a jack hammer to destroy a small ant. Unless a miracle happens, the Shi Miaoshou family will die. ”

His words seemed to be more, revealing a name that Ding Jun had never heard of, "Xue Wan".

In the sky above the forest, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the temperature is dropping again, so cold that Ruan Feng shiveres, clinging to the oven to keep warm.

"Well, I don't have a choice." Ding Jun said coldly.

"Under the nest, Ann has finished eggs? Little brother, the next time we meet, we will be inseparable enemies, in fact, I hope that smart people like you can join us and accomplish greater things under the leadership of the High Priest. Lao Jin said.

Ding Jun shook his head: "A person who can wipe out a family, where can he be broad-minded?" Senior, I really can't agree with you. ”

Lao Jin laughed: "Little brother, you are really pedantic, poor people must have hateful things, Shi family-"

Suddenly, there was a whimpering flute sound in the wilderness, drifting in the wind, unable to distinguish things.

Lao Jin's face changed: "I won't tell you, you'd better remember that at the critical moment, it's important to save your life, don't use your mantis arm as a car."

He picked up his wine bag, let out a long whistle, responded to the sound of the flute, and then disappeared into the darkness.

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