Chapter 22: New Hatred and Old Hatred

The leading general knelt down and didn't even glance at McGee, who was lying on the ground next to him. Shen Wan raised her eyebrows: It seems that McGee's reputation in the army is really bad, and even the soldiers don't care about his life or death.

"Hahaha...... "McGee spat out a mouthful of blood and suddenly began to laugh wildly,

"Grandson, it's very powerful, it seems that those ants are worth dying." The ice blade in Shang Jin's hand slashed through the air with a "bang", and he was about to slash at him. Suddenly, with a wave of McGee's robe, a clear blue object slashed an arc in the air, attacking straight towards Shang Jin's place.

"Be careful!! Mu Ningjiu roared, waved his left hand, and pulled Shang Jin back quickly. Shen Wan's hands formed a seal in front of him and strengthened it on the spiritual power wall.

The moment the blue stone touched the spiritual wall, everyone waited in horror for a devastating roar.

The air seemed to be still, and there was no sound around it, except for the heavy breathing of the crowd.

The "dong" stone was bounced back by the spiritual power, and it hit McGee right in the stomach. He had a sharp pain in his stomach, and he vomited out another mouthful of blood: What...... How is it possible, spells don't work...... Impossible, could it be that he remembered it wrong? Shock and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, Mu Ningjiu raised his eyebrows when he saw this: That stone is an ordinary pebble, but he is so convinced that the power contained in that stone should be something behind his back......

Shang Jin frowned, seeing that the ring he was carrying on his hand was kind, his eyes narrowed, and the ice blade waved quickly.

"Ahhhhh!!hh McGee clutched his severed index finger in pain, and his voice became hoarse.

The "ding" ring rolls down on the grass, and the azure gemstone shines in the sun. Mu Ningjiu's left hand pointed at McGee's limbs in turn, and the latter couldn't move as if he had been nailed to the ground. She said coldly:

"Dead old man, he's quite cunning, and he almost let you run away again." She turned her head sideways, saw the storm in Shang Jin's eyes, took a step back, and quietly looked at his increasingly thin back, a sour feeling surged in her heart, and a sense of relief: finally, his hatred is going to end, and there is no need to restrain herself and blame herself like she did before, endlessly.

Shang Jin pulled out his knife and stabbed McGee into his left shoulder blade:

"This knife is for Ah Hu." Blood gushed from the blade, and he screamed in pain, his face pale with no trace of blood to be seen. Shang Jin pulled it out and stabbed him in the right shoulder blade again:

"This knife is for Aunt An." A stream of blood foamed from the corner of McGee's mouth, and he laughed hoarsely: "Kill me, you have the ability to kill me!" Hahaha, but I'm your grandfather, even if you succeed to the throne of Bingcheng, some people will say that you killed your relatives and will always be like me, hahahaha...... Yes!!! Shen Wan frowned: This old man also opened his eyes and said nonsense! If he hadn't sent troops to kill his daughter and grandson again and again, why would Shang Jin have killed him? It's really black-hearted.

"Wow" on the blood-red skate, McGee's blood was dripping down, he finally didn't have the strength to speak, his eyelids were half-closed, and the purple clothes in front of him were blurry. Shang Jin stabbed him in the lower abdomen again, and gasped:

"This knife is for so many innocent and tragic deaths." He gripped the hilt of his knife and spun it hard, blood splattering and staining his sleeves. He frowned in disgust, and pulled it out, McGee was speechless in pain, and only his eyes still shone with an indelible ferocity.

"This knife is for my parents and myself." Shang Jin pulled out his ice blade sharply, and his voice was slightly unsteady due to his fluctuating emotions. McGee stopped moving, and a pair of dead fish eyes widened, looking at the sky, as if dead. Shang Jin was surrounded by a strong smell of blood, but his heart was relieved and relieved. He gritted his teeth and slowly stood up, the hatred and anger in his eyes were gone, and he said softly:

"It's over." The negative emotions that he had forced himself to forget for so many days suddenly gushed out, his eyes were dark, his body shook, his waist was supported by a pair of soft wattles, and a gentle voice sounded in his ears: "Ah Jin, it's hard work." ”

With a "swish", a place in the grass suddenly lit up, and the ring slowly suspended in front of Shang Jin. The filth and mottled marks on it disappeared as if they had been washed away, and they were renewed. The ice blade in Shang Jin's hand didn't know when the blood faded, and there was a low roar, which corresponded with the ring in the air.

Mu Ningjiu raised her eyebrows, Shang Jin inserted the knife into the dirt, stabilized his shaking body, and put his thumb up. The blood beads fused with the empty ring, bursting out with a burst of intense white light, which quickly imprinted into Shang Jin's right index finger. And on the ice blade embedded in the soil, a six-pointed star suddenly appeared, and the leading general, seeing this, took off his armor, knelt on the ground and shouted:

"Welcome to the new king!" The five hundred Bingcheng soldiers who surrounded them behind them, stepping on the blood of the ground, knelt down and kowtowed one after another, shouting for a long time:

"Welcome to the new king!"

"Welcome to the new king!" Shang Jin's eyes reflected the snow-colored armor of hundreds of soldiers, and the lines of his face seemed to be more three-dimensional, and he said lightly:

"All the soldiers are exempt." The ring in his hand was held high, enveloping them. Then, the soldiers disappeared into the grass in waves at a speed visible to the naked eye. He turned his head and gestured to Shen Wan and Beigong Han and Wei Chixuan in the rear, and said:

"I'm going to Ice City and I'll be back soon." The hand was slowly raised, Shang Jin looked at the beautiful face beside him, and in his heart, he kissed Zhenshouyin. Yu Chixuan looked at the couple who supported each other and disappeared between the beautiful halos, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and there seemed to be a sour feeling in his heart that crossed slightly, and quickly disappeared.

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Liang.

"Where are you, where are you......" Mu Changfeng muttered over and over again, Xiao Luo on his side stroked his forehead, and wondered: It turns out that he is so nagging non-stop. From an hour ago, when he said that he was going to come out to find the woman who saved him in the first place, until now, except for being stunned for a while after being scolded a few times on the way, he has not stopped his chanting for a moment. Not to mention, he is also very self-righteous, it seems that Mu Changfeng is still in the Phantom Clan, and he has to be obedient a lot.

"Oops! Why are you again, little master! Last time, I was in the way of doing business, and I made less money! Don't get up and running today! Otherwise, I'll see you once and hit you once! The big man who carried the burden walked over scolding, his sturdy body knocked Mu Changfeng crookedly, Xiao Luo helped him, and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, uncle......" Mu Changfeng saw that he had been following him every step of the way since he left the house, and he also apologized vigorously to the passers-by who scolded him, and a burst of unhappiness surged in his heart, and he frowned:

"Are you finished? So you don't have to follow me, why are you still there? ”

"Your subordinates are your personal guards." Xiao Luo said lightly.

"You still know that you are the personal guard of 'Ben Shao', so you still disobey Ben Shao's orders?" He said coolly.

"Although my subordinates are the personal guards of the major general, I obey the general's orders."

Mu Changfeng raised his fist angrily, only to remember that he didn't like to use brute force to solve the problem, so he put it down and snorted heavily:

"Whatever you want! If you like it, just follow it, and you don't exist when you don't exist. ”

"Please do so." Xiao Luo said with a hint of a smile. Mu Changfeng frowned, and was about to turn his head to look at Xiao Luo's expression, but unexpectedly bumped into someone. He rubbed his forehead painfully, and before the other party could react, he hurriedly said:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

"How are you?" The woman's cold voice carried a hint of impatience. Mu Changfeng raised his head suddenly, saw the woman in a dark robe, and said in surprise:

"It's you! I've finally found you! The woman frowned, ignored Mu Changfeng, and raised her leg to leave.

"Hey, hey, wait, wait......" Mu Changfeng stretched out his hand, stopped in front of the woman, and hurriedly said:

"What's your name and where do you live? Before I could thank you that day, you left. ”

"Jun Ye. I'm not from Liang Guo, so I have something to say. ”

"Thank you, Jun Ye. So which inn do you live in? Can I go to you? Mu Changfeng asked seriously.

She said impatiently: "You and I just met in the water, just strangers, why bother to be friends?" ”

"The meeting of Pingshui is fate!" Mu Changfeng paused and said, "Although we are not familiar with each other now, we are friends if we know more......

"I don't need to." She dropped a sentence coldly.

"Wait a minute! Then you give me a reason you don't need! Mu Changfeng looked at her back and shouted loudly.

Jun Ye turned his head slowly, and there was no emotion in his eyes that were as black as a pool of water: "I don't need you to be a friend to a waste who doesn't know martial arts." Mu Changfeng's pupils shrank, and he stayed in place in a daze, and the woman quickly blended into the crowd and disappeared at this moment.

Xiao Luo frowned: This woman looks like she is not close to anyone, which is really unfriendly. Don't do it, this friend. He looked at Mu Changfeng, but saw confusion flashing in his eyes, and lowered his head and muttered:

"Isn't martial arts a waste...... Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows: No, on weekdays, those people scold thousands of times worse than this, and he accepts it correctly, why does he care about this painless "waste" recently? Why did he take this woman's words so seriously? As if thinking of something, he blinked in surprise: What the king said about the catastrophe, could it be that the catastrophe was love? If it is a love calamity, how can it be regarded as a pass? He doesn't have much experience to talk about, it's nerve-wracking.

"Xiao Luo, do you think that not knowing martial arts is a waste?" Mu Changfeng suddenly turned his head and asked him, a glimmer of hope flashed in his big eyes. With such a familiar look, Xiao Luo was in a trance for a while, and was finally pulled back by Mu Changfeng's shout:

"Xiao Luo? Xiao Luo? Ben Shao is talking to you, are you listening? ”

"Well, my subordinates think, no." Regardless of how to cross the love calamity, first coax the young master in front of him to be happy, and when the time comes, it should not be difficult for him to practice martial arts. If this woman is really a love calamity, Amu in this life will be injured on the point of not knowing martial arts.