Fragments of the Book of Heaven!?

Sun Qingmei's reminder reminded Shen Ming of what he had heard in that blood-colored space.

"Thousands of years...... Endless time and space...... Drifting...... Savage Lands...... Recovery ......"

Sun Qingmei looked at Shen Ming who was muttering with some curiosity, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Mr. Shen, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Ming came back to his senses, shook his head and said that it was nothing, he looked at Sun Qingmei and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Do your Demon Sects have a record of the origin of the fragments of the Book of Heaven?"

"Origin!?"

Sun Qingmei was a little puzzled, and she didn't quite understand the meaning of Shen Ming's words, but she still replied honestly.

In fact, not only our Holy Sect, but also the records of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism on the origin of the fragments of the Book of Heaven are also vague, as if no one knows where the fragments of the Book of Heaven came from. ”

Sun Qingmei glanced at Shen Ming, who was thoughtful, and after thinking about it, he continued to speak.

"For this kind of thing, it's not that no one wanted to verify it before, but because the times are too old, things can't be verified, and it is over, and the three sects record the origin of the fragments of the Book of Heaven is also the most common rumor. ”

"It is said that the fragments of the Book of Heaven flew from outside the sky a long, long time ago, and the people of the world created the world's martial arts by referring to the fragments of the Book of Heaven, Mr. Shen asked what is this for?"

Shen Ming didn't answer Sun Qingmei's question, he just chuckled lightly, looking thoughtful.

He thought of thousands of years of wandering, endless time and space, wild lands, and resurgence in the mouth of the Blood Lord......

He thought about the changes he had found in the world after fusing the fragments of the Book of Heaven, and his expression was a little thoughtful.

"Huh...... Is it flying again?"

Shen Ming opened his mouth to say something, looked at Sun Qingmei, whose eyes were becoming more and more confused, and didn't explain anything, but just said lightly.

"Let's rest, you should be fine in this condition for two days!"

Sun Qingmei nodded and replied, "Thank you for Mr. Shen's life-saving grace!"

She naturally knew that if Shen Ming hadn't made a move this time, her life would have been difficult to protect.

She thought about the powerlessness she felt in the endless blood-red space, and she couldn't resist at all.

She thought about the devastating picture when Shen Ming fought the blood-colored dragon in that endless blood-red space.

I was scared and surprised at the same time, and I was even more determined in the idea of handing over the fragments of the Book of Heaven to Shen Ming!

Shen Ming waved his hand, didn't say more, turned around and walked straight out of the house.

......

Lin Tianbao is a Jianghu man and a killer.

Of course.

This is just his own boasting of himself, in fact, he only learned two rough hands, in fact, this is the first time he has come into contact with the killer industry, and he is a mountain king who occupies the mountain as the king on weekdays.

Kindness......

is not the biggest mountain king, but it doesn't prevent him from boasting that he is a Jianghu person.

Recently, they received an order from the village, and someone offered them 1,000 taels of silver to kill a few people.

One thousand taels!

Good boy!

That's a thousand taels, and how many unbanked transactions do they have to do to earn so much silver.

Thereupon.

Under the leadership of their big boss, dozens of brothers in their village went down the mountain, entered the mansion of a large family in disguise, and finally arrived in front of a small courtyard in the middle of nowhere.

There was no one around the courtyard, and it was very quiet, but he had received the news in advance that one of the targets of his trip was in the courtyard.

Lin Tianbao tightened the knife in his hand, glanced at the dozen or so brothers who were following him, and then he took the lead and gently leaned towards the closed room.

As for why there were only a dozen of them, it was because the big boss led the rest of the people to deal with another target, and he was responsible for this target in the house with a dozen brothers.

"Crunch!"

With such a sound, the closed door was pushed open, and a man in a white robe slowly walked out of the room.

Lin Tianbao was also taken aback, but he reacted immediately, knowing that it was a coincidence, he looked at the white-robed Taoist who seemed to be stunned by himself and the others, and couldn't help but show a cruel smile.

"Boy, don't complain about grandpa when you get to the underworld, if you want to blame it, blame you for offending people who shouldn't be offended, someone spent a thousand taels of silver to buy your life!"

Because he was worried that the movement would be too loud, while he said this, he had already called his brothers to attack and kill together.

He had heard from his employer that this kid had two brushes, but looking at the kid's stupid appearance now, it didn't seem to be a big deal.

Lin Tianbao looked at the white-robed Taoist who was still standing in front of the door, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Stay!

Shen Ming was indeed stunned, even more stunned than learning about the existence of the Blood Lord, and he didn't even react when Lin Tianbao and the others rushed over, he even felt that he was not in a state of unstability after fighting with the Blood Lord, and he had not yet recovered, resulting in hallucinations in front of him.

Killer!?

Just these few shrimp soldiers and crabs will ......

Bah...... Wrong!

This is not even a shrimp soldier and crab general, this is simply a few cloves of rotten onions and garlic!

Is this still a killer?

Am I still offended?

Shen Ming felt that if this was not a dream, but that this kind of thing had really happened, he was afraid that he would not offend a person, but a fool, right?

Why spend 1,000 taels to find such a few cloves of rotten onions and garlic to kill yourself, it's better to use this money to find a doctor first, and it's true to cure your brain!

And this thousand taels is especially silver!?

A fool would take such an order, right!?

Thinking of this, Shen Ming's eyes when he looked at Lin Tianbao also became weird, bringing some sympathy.

Lin Tianbao couldn't understand why the white-robed Daoist in front of him showed such an expression, and he didn't understand what this look meant, but with the martial artist's intuition, he felt the mockery in his eyes.

"Boy, die!"

He said viciously, and then slashed the long knife in his hand at Shen Ming.

While he was chopping this knife, he was already thinking that if Shen Ming dodged this knife, he would turn his next knife into a flirtatious one, and take advantage of his unpreparedness to hit him......

But before he could finish thinking about these things, he felt a burning pain in his cheeks, and the whole person flew as if he had learned the legendary light-weight exercises.

"Smack!"

With his cheeks against the wall, Lin Tianbao's body slowly slid down against the wall, and a few bloody teeth spit out of his mouth, he couldn't care about the hot pain on his face.

He cast his frightened eyes on the white-robed Daoist's location, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

He looked at his brothers, who were slapped by the white-robed Taoist like a fly, and flew to the wall.

He couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, so it touched the wound, and his face was even more painful.

He looked at the white-robed Taoist who had dealt with his brother with three punches and two kicks, and stammered and begged for mercy.

"Master...... Father...... Grandpa spares his life!"