At this time, Bai Ze ran back as if fleeing for his life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He is constantly jumping in the mountains, dodging one attack after another that will not be fatal, but will make him very embarrassed. "Enough, isn't it just to overturn a hill and bury you all under it to calm down?" he cried out in a loud voice.

Immediately scolded and smashed down:

"You actually have the face to say! Lao Tzu hates the underground the most, and you actually smashed a mountain on Lao Tzu's head!"

"You don't want to be cheeky in order to grab credit, today it's either you die or I die!"

"Hey, it's a little too much, isn't it?"

"Okay! Then it's either Bai Ze admitting his mistake, or it's ...... I don't care, I have to kill him!"

"Die, die, die!"

In the noise, Bai Ze hid behind Agu's back.

The scolding was immediately interrupted, and the people from the special police department rushed at Agu with a sad face, and Luo Xian snorted coldly, and they all hung their heads. "A group of people haven't robbed anyone's house, do you have a face!" Luo Xian scolded his own people while whispering: "I'll get him when I return to China!"

"Hey, I hear me, do you think I'm deaf?"

"When he returns home, give him small shoes, and wear them so that he doesn't want them. ”

"Hey, hey, I really heard you!"

"Join a group of his descendants to get it together, find an opportunity to fine him to death, and make his family a poor egg. ”

"Is it really good that you're so shameless?"

The people of the special police department sneered maliciously, and swept over with the eyes that they wanted to strip Bai Ze naked, then whip it, burn it, and pour a hundred tons of chili water on it. Bai Ze shrunk his neck and muttered, "Hey, anyway, the credit is in hand, and I am the hero." He handed over a small bag made by Huang Juan, but quickly took it back, and slapped it vigorously with his hand a few times before handing it to Agu.

"It's the holy decree of the Song Dynasty, and the bastard of Fusang actually used it to cushion the chair legs. Damn, even the most marginal, the most broken, is it difficult to get a new chair for a bunch of warriors and monsters to sit on, they actually used it to pad the chair legs!" Bai Ze became more and more angry, as if explaining to himself, and said: "I opened that hill in my anger, and I didn't mean to smash you...... Even if you want to smash it, you will smash the monk, the brothers are implicated, implicated, hehe. ”

He rubbed his hands together.

Agu nodded, "The credit is yours, and no one will trouble you because of this after returning home." He opened the holy decree and saw that it was indeed the holy decree of Song Huizong of the Song Dynasty, which was covered with the imperial seal of Song Huizong.

Tianwei Guangde, Fusang came to the court, dedicated to the sect leader Daojun Emperor Dongzhu 9, the sect leader Daojun Emperor felt the feelings of Fusang worship, Feng Dechuan family for the Fusang general, built the general's mansion, and gave gifts to gold 10,000 taels and silver 10,000 taels to show grace.

Thorn~~ Just listen to a crisp sound, and the entire yellow silk was torn to pieces.

"Okay, what a sect leader Daojun Emperor!" Ah Gu shook his palm angrily, and the fragments of the yellow silk sizzled into fine ice, and then exploded suddenly. He sneered in a low voice: "Dongzhu is just a pearl, to put it bluntly, it is a pearl in a shell, even if it is good, it is only 100 taels of silver at most, and it is even a gift of 10,000 taels of gold and 10,000 taels of silver...... At that time, there were many people who starved to death!"

Bai Angzhi also sneered: "Song Huizong is very face-loving, otherwise he wouldn't have called himself the sect leader Daojun Emperor, hehe, sect leader? Daojun? He is just a personal emperor, dare to call himself this, why hasn't he been killed by Taoist people?"

Hearing this, Luo Xian twisted his head to the side very unnaturally, not to mention calling himself 'Sect Leader Daojun Emperor', even if he claimed to be the Jade Emperor, the Taoist people only had one sentence: Don't disturb Lao Tzu's cultivation, don't disturb Lao Tzu's ascension to immortality! Taoism has always pursued food and drink dew, and some people may call themselves 'Sect Leader Daojun Emperor' They don't know it yet.

Agu shook his head: "Love face, send more things, these are nothing, but this Feng Da General, the construction of the General's Mansion, is to divide the luck of Middle Earth to outsiders." Hey. He kept sneering: "If Song Huizong knew that he had divided the fortunes of the country, would he be so angry that he would kick the coffin board and jump out of the grave by himself?"

"If you don't divide the luck, the national fortune of the Song Dynasty can continue for decades, and the people have suffered from the war in advance. ”

Song Huizong naturally couldn't jump out of the coffin, but Agu had the idea of dragging him out of the coffin and whipping him with a hundred lashes. He remembered the events of Fusang in that era: the princes were fighting chaotically, and the people were not able to make a living. Fusang Kong has a vast coast, and there is a lot of rich land, but there is no luck in the wild areas, they fish ten nets and nine empty, and planting is also natural disasters and man-made disasters, but the luck of Middle-earth is divided, and they gradually become stronger.

So that the master is weak and the servant is strong, and 30 million people died tragically at the hands of others.

He stared at the place where the decree was scattered, and a little golden light swirled in place, swaying, as if the lost child did not know the direction to go home. He took out his mobile phone, and as soon as the light of the system flashed, he saw the golden light cheering and jumping, like a child who woke up from sleep began to grow up, becoming ten, hundred, thousand, and ten thousand!

Everyone trembled with fright, as if they saw a soaring dragon, with sharp teeth and scales, and the water spring instinctively raised its head to the sky and roared, but it was pressed out of its original form by the real dragon power. The huge dragon crouched on the ground, letting out a low, instinctive roar of golden light.

"Fortune and fortune!, Totem of the Dragon!" he roared under his breath, looking at Agu in disbelief.

I saw Agu wave his hand, and the dragon suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared. The not-so-narrow land of Fuso is still full of birds and flowers, lush greenery, and a long coastline full of catch, with countless huge schools of fish swimming along the current. But when the harvest season comes, or when the fishing boats return, they will find that all the harvest will be a little less than before.

Not much, but it will be less.

There are also unconsciously changes in the direction of ocean currents, with those close to the land of Fuso skewed toward the deep sea, and many of those in the territorial waters of Fuso twilting towards places farther out, closer to the Chinese mainland. Chinese fishermen will find denser currents, more fish, and more valuable for everything that belongs to the deep sea.

"It's ethereal, but it's the most useful thing. Agu sighed in a low voice.

The holy decree is broken, the luck returns, and the 100,000 merit points are immediately in hand. He didn't hesitate to draw the lottery, and under the achievements of several merits, he drew things that could only be used by monks, such as cultivation, such as more, more powerful treasures.

Compared to these, the number of lottery draws that have been raised to 1,000 merit is simply the price of cabbage.

The night wind was bitterly cold, and people who came and went either wrapped themselves in thick down or turned on the heat in their vehicles, and the wind that swept by from time to time also carried the smell of depression. Rows of greenery shivering in the wind along the inland road, even in warmer cities, they could not withstand the sudden cold wind.

But in the high altitude where the wind was even more chilling, the two figures facing each other didn't feel the cold, they didn't care about it.

"You killed my son, and although I have many sons, I can't let you get out alive. Abe Qingming's appearance is graceful, a snow-white onmyoji robe is rustling in the wind, and the streamers on the high hat of the onmyoji brushes his face, bringing a kind of vicissitudes of time but still the same as the old, the beauty of the jade tree in the wind.

Fusang and even the whole world have been touted for hundreds of years, so that he does not regard the great monk of abstinence and hatred at all, who is the monk who abstains from hatred? Who is the monk who kills life? Although he is the top figure in the Middle-earth Buddhism, in terms of fame, he is much worse than him.

Abe Harumi, but the whole world knows the onmyoji.

"Damn, the monk should also pay for an anime, movie, or series or something, Luo Xian filmed "Journey to the East", and Guanyin Bodhisattva also filmed "The Legend of the New White Lady". Nowadays, people like this mouthful, and the monk is too famous. The great monk scratched his bare head and thought, "Otherwise, it would be called a killing monk?" The mighty and invincible magic sword little overlord is angry? This is enough to taste, that's it!"

He muttered to himself, ignoring the fact that the Onmyoji opposite had already darkened his face.

Abe Qingming didn't know how long it had been since he had been ignored like this, he was so angry that his head was smoking, and he pointed at the fat monk and scolded: "Did you hear what this seat was talking to you? You killed Sakura, this seat wants you to pay for your life! Don't think that there are many of you here, this is the land of our Great Fuso! The Yaki Snake and the Netherworld Ghost Hand of the Inner World, as well as the Kikuno Clam with the word Kiku, they have already gone to kill your people." They carry the treasure of my great Fuso, and none of your people will survive!"

"Treasure, is there a flying sword?" The great monk couldn't help but drool, he also wanted a flying sword. "Negative merit value, negative merit value! Brush off the negative merit value, Aguna boy, phew, it's Lord Agu! Maybe Lord Agu will give the monk a flying sword, and the monk will send it!"

As soon as he used the merit compass to shine at Abe Qingming, the rolling of the Adam's apple could not stop, and his eyes were green and purple, as if a cat that had been hungry for more than ten days had seen his favorite small dried fish.

The city below is brightly lit, and the stars are obscured by colorful neon lights. Late-returning white-collar workers hurried down the streets, through the streets of cars and horses, past platforms with hub-and-shoulder bikes, and then squeezed into the subway, which looked like canned sardines. It was normal to work overtime in Fuso, and they were in a hurry to go home and rest for the next day's mechanical battle.

But they didn't notice: on the corners of the streets, in the dark corners, and even on the bustling streets, Qi Jiguang harvested one head after another. Killing a guy who molested a girl on the subway, stripped off his underwear and stuffed the 'ugly' into it, Qi Jiguang checked his merit and shouted at the sky: "I've killed more than a dozen garbage, can you fight or not?"