Facing Mu Changli's words, Ke Mingen was silent. Although he didn't understand this spell, he also heard the name of "Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou" in it.

The so-called Three Mountains and Nine Marquis Technique is rumored to come from the Nine Old Immortal Mansions. If you have a little understanding of Taoism, you will know that in the middle of Maoshan Shangqing Dao, there is an immortal called Jiulao Xiandujun on the left of the fourth-class median Taiqing Taishang Laojun, and the seal of Maoshan Road is called Jiulao Xiandujun Seal.

In other words, such a roundabout statement is just to show that his spell comes from Maoshan Dao, which is similar to the practice of the Lushan Sect.

However, when everyone comes out to mix in the club and open the hall, they often have the habit of scaring people. The Lushan Sect walked around with the degree of Maoshan Road openly, and in fact, the spell was barely derived from Maoshan Road. The Three Mountains and Nine Marquis only dare to say that their spells originated from Maoshan Dao, and the actual relationship is ...... Hahaha, it's good to have energy in Lushan Sect.

But no matter what, Mu Changli's spell is indeed a disgusting spell, and the principle is unknown. If Mu Changli doesn't solve the spell according to the middle of the story, Ke Mingen can only find someone who can break the spell if he wants to restore his original body...... Ahh

Ke Mingen thought patiently for a while, and felt that it was a little impossible to fight any longer. He lay down on the ground, his head pressed against the ground, making a gesture of weakness, and a gurgling sound came out of his throat.

Mu Changli understood Ke Mingen's weakness, he slapped his hands, although Ke Mingen did not change back into human form, there seemed to be some changes in his body.

"You can speak now, is there anything you want to say?"

"I've lost this time. Everyone is in the same vein as the 'Nine Thorns', you unravel this spell for me, and I swear in the name of 'Jiangcheng Ke' that I will never trouble you again from now on." Ke Mingen said angrily.

Mu Changli's face was full of the words "don't believe": "Ha? What if your father, uncle, brother or something trouble me again? ”

"Nope. Ke Mingen didn't really want to talk about this matter, and only after seeing that Mu Changli didn't seem to understand what he meant, he continued, "It was my cousin who released the water ghost just now, and there is no one else." ”

"Your parents are gone?" Mu Changli asked with some surprise, and after asking several times in a row, he got Ke Mingen's nod as an answer. His face was a little gloomy, and there was a trace of disgust hidden in it: "If I'm not mistaken, your Ke family only opened up the business line in Australia seven years ago, and it wasn't you who was in charge at that time, right?"

"It's my old man, and he's been called by the Lord. Ke Mingen couldn't see Mu Changli's expression clearly, but he could only hear that he was still talking around, and couldn't help but be a little irritable, "I've already admitted defeat, what do you want?"

Mu Changli tightened his heart, trying to make his tone sound more relaxed: "Don't worry, I don't care much about these things in Meishan, and I can't touch them in the magic capital, tell me about it." Who are the current 'Three Princes'?"

"How many, where are you?" said Ke Mingen in surprise, "It's not just ......"

Before he finished his words, Mu Changli's mouth suddenly burst into a burst of hearty laughter, laughing so much that even tears came out. He laughed until he couldn't stand upright, and then he wiped his tears and said, "That is to say...... In other words, those old things have worked hard, and only one of the positions of the 'Three Princes' has been filled? In vain, they still dare to salivate and call themselves 'Three Huai and Nine Thorns'?

"Be cautious!" Hearing what Mu Changli said, Ke Mingen shouted half scolding and half roaring, "'Southern Yunnan Mu' is also a branch of the 'Nine Thorns', mention this sect and be respectful!"

"Hey, a bunch of weak chickens huddled together for warmth, what's there to respect. Mu Changli sneered, "'Spring Thunder and Earth Struggle', 'White King Supreme', 'Danxue Feather', which one is not a well-known name in the Celestial Empire now? Compared to money, all the families of the Nine Thorns add up to the Qing Clan? Compared to people, can they beat all the Bai family masters? Compared to the power, the Hong Clan wants to destroy you, and you don't even need to move your fingers! Where did you get the courage to compete with others?"

"Mu, long, leave!" The tiger's roar overpowered the human voice in an instant, and Ke Mingen, who was originally lying on the ground to show weakness, stood up in an instant, and the two tigers stared at Mu Changli angrily, "Although I don't know the details of the decline of 'Yunnan Mu', this is also your clan name!

Ke Mingen is not a tiger, but at this moment of being hit, he is really like a tiger, and because of his anger, he sent out a genuine tiger might.

In the face of such might, Mu Changli was unmoved: "Oh, don't you know? I even burned down our Mu family's ancestral house." The reputation of the 'Three Huai and Nine Thorns'? There is such a thing? Now there are still people who remember that the Hei clan was originally the leader of the left path of the rivers and lakes? Originally, it was just a group of weak scum who were indiscriminate, but all the families with some ability had already seen the situation clearly and were busy leaving this broken ship. 'Tianbo Yang' has hugged the thighs of the Qing family, do you know? Have the other families of Nine Thorns made any arrangements to inform you? You don't even know how your 'Jiangcheng Ke' got the Australian business line!"

The last words completely became the last straw that overwhelmed Ke Mingen's calm consciousness, and hooked out all the anger he had barely suppressed from his heart, liver, and five internal organs. His back was raised, his four paws pressed to the ground, and a roar resounded throughout the school building!

"You dare to turn your back on the Nine Thorns?"

"In the end, it's really sad that you, a mentally handicapped child, are doing your best to maintain the dignity of the Nine Thorns. Mu Changli wiped the corners of his eyes again, and said in a helpless tone, "You love Nine Thorns, but Nine Thorns doesn't love you." ”

Ke Mingen, who was completely enraged, jumped up, and his body weighing seven or eight hundred pounds almost covered all the light coming in from the door. He tried his best not to return to people, to be embarrassed in public, and to completely defeat Mu Changli. However, before he could knock down Mu Changli, a powerful fist had already slammed into his waist and abdomen, making him feel painful.

"What's going on?" turned his head to see that it was the artificial Christ punching him in the waist and pressing his other hand on his back. He tried to cast a spell to make the artificial Christ stop, but when the voice came out, he was stunned to find that his voice had changed back to a completely uncommunicable tiger roar.

In desperation, Ke Mingen had no choice but to use his current incarnation as a tiger to fight the artificial Christ with his claws and teeth. Two behemoths wrestled together in the darkness, rolling around. The roar of a tiger, the muffled sound of a fist hitting a body, the creak of metal bending, the breaking of wood, the sound of breaking glass...... All kinds of voices are endless. The two of them exchanged fists, rolling up and down the stairs, from the top of the stairs to the hallway, and into a classroom. All the artifacts along the way were affected by the battle between the two and were shattered.

Eventually, Ko Mingen rose from the mess and slammed three punches into the throat of the artificial Christ, breaking his head violently. The skull that fell to the ground quickly began to shrink, turning back into a small, dry monkey head. Two funny eyes widened, and he wore a thorn-braided headband on his head.

Only then did he realize that he had changed back into a human form from a tiger at some point.

The untimely applause came from the window to Ke Mingen's ears, and he looked up breathlessly to find Mu Changli standing on the windowsill clapping vigorously, with the long penny still under his arm.

"Oh, hard work, I'm not used to the tiger's body, aren't you? But aren't you a bit of a fleshy Christ? My hair-picking tiger has become an ordinary tiger, how can I not even beat a tiger? Could it be that it's just because I've been hit, so I'm weakened like this?"

The reason why the artificial Christ was defeated was actually only because Ko Mingen did not continue to supply mana. Without the subsequent mana supply, the strength of the artificial Christ will be like a tree without roots, and it will only become weaker and weaker.

It's just that Ke Mingen doesn't have much room to defend now, his clothes have been torn apart, and his body is even more blue and purple. Looking at Mu Changli, who suddenly appeared, he took off the cross hanging from his neck, wrapped it around his hand as a finger tiger, and cautiously put on a posture.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Mu Changli jumped off the windowsill, pulled out the penny under his armpit, and threw it at his feet.

"How can you beat me empty-handed? ”

Ke Mingen never looked down at the penny, but maintained a posture of staring at Mu Changli and slowly adjusted his breathing. Suddenly, his knees bent violently, and he kept his upper body still and copied the penny in his hand.

"If you will, you will make me clean."

At the same time as Ke Mingen picked up the penny, Christian prayers poured out of his mouth. In order to prevent Mu Changli from placing a curse on the penny, he recited a prayer to clear the curse at the first time.

And Ke Mingen's right foot took a heavy step, bent his knees and pushed the penny, and aimed at Mu Changli's chest with his hands and legs!

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Mu Changli rushed forward with small steps on one side at the same time, and his body flashed the blow of the penny head as if it was floating, and the difference between the two was only a millimeter.

If a short weapon wants to deal with a long weapon, it has to rely on its speed to grab into the inner circle of the long weapon. The closer you are to your hand, the less powerful your long weapon will be.

Ke Mingen calmly retreated with his left foot bent on his knees, and his head immediately shrank back half a step, still in front of Mu Changli. His feet jumped backwards at the same time, and the penny also used the strength of the jump to change from stabbing to splitting, attacking Mu Changli's arm.

The throwing stick had appeared in Mu Changli's hand for the first time, and with a flick of his arm, he was about to hit a foot behind the penny. Ke Mingen's strength was not as fast as it was at the time, and if he could pull away Ke Mingen's penny, he could drive straight forward and attack Ke Mingen's hand.

However, just before the slingstick and the penny were about to collide, time seemed to stand still, and a dark figure walked between the two as if strolling leisurely, and at the same time stretched out his hands.

Stretching out his left hand, he pinched the penny's head and swirled it gently. The surface of the penny, which was better than steel, immediately shattered evenly into three cracks, twisting from the head of the penny and spreading throughout the penny, until it reached Ke Mingen's hand, and it still did not stop, but continued to upload along his arm.

Click, click, click, click, click, Ke Mingen's clothes turned into countless pieces of cloth and collapsed all over the sky, and then the sound of broken bones all over his body continued to sound. Ke Mingen's arm immediately seemed to be twisted by a drum washing machine, and his muscles rotated and twisted. Countless red spots of blood were revealed on his skin, all over his body in the blink of an eye. His face was distorted in an instant due to the strength and pain it conveyed.

Stretched out his right hand, grabbed Mu Changli's wrist, and twisted it over and over. Mu Changli suddenly felt that all the force thrown out of his hand seemed to be sucked away by an invisible whirlpool, empty, completely deviated, and was pushed back to his chest with a twist and turn.

Then, the right hand let go of his wrist, and the next moment it appeared on the side of his face, and he slapped Mu Changli lightly with a "snap", which made Mu Changli's head deviate.

Faintly, Mu Changli seemed to feel that the hand stayed on his cheek for a moment, but it was only for a moment. In the next moment, that hand, that figure, along with Ke Mingen and his artificial Christ, disappeared without a trace, as if he had had a big dream in the autumn. There was nothing around but broken tables and chairs and the cold moonlight.

But Mu Changli knew that she was here.

Moreover, she was still angry. It's not because he slandered Sanhuai and Nine Thorns, or even because he burned down his ancestral house, but because he actually left southern Yunnan.

"I'm very sorry to refuse your kindness, but 'Yunnan Mu' is to guard southern Yunnan. Mu Changli remembered clearly, this was what she said to the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain who had returned to his hometown that day.

Mu Changli slowly put his hand on the red mark on his face, and his eyes showed a soft look. Through this slap, he could feel the traces of the other hand, and he could feel her temperature, her breath.

It wasn't until his face became as warm as usual that Mu Changli put down his hand, sorted out his feelings, and returned to the hall of the teaching building. As he descended the stairs, he saw a crown of thorns of the artificial Christ on the top of the plaster statue of David on the first floor.

In this regard, Mu Changli smiled slightly and walked towards the pillar where Mei Lanfu was waiting. When he was still five meters away from the pillar, he vaguely saw that Melanfu seemed to be crouching on the ground, and her voice was very small and whispering to a ghost. The ghost covered his face with both hands, and although he didn't make any sound, he looked like he was crying so sadly.

"Oh, Lanf, how can you even talk nonsense?"