Tashan died, and Zong Ming was also anxious.

The severity of the casualties far exceeded Zong Ming's highest expectations, making him unacceptable at all.

Three of the six war spirits died, and those who survived were also crippled. One is blind, one is a eunuch, and one has no jaw.

The mighty helmsman who had been painstakingly cultivated had become a one-armed hero, and even the carriage that symbolized his status was smashed to pieces, and such an ending was something he could never have dreamed of.

It is conceivable that no matter how today's matter ends, at least the image of Li Feng has been finalized, and it is not enough to convince the public. It can even be said that he, the new helmsman, has been abolished and has become a veritable reputation and signboard.

What do you get for paying such a big price?

Message? No.

No, people?

The treasure of chaos, the human heart, is even more nonsense.

You can't take those low-level spiritual weapons buried in the ruins as comfort!

How's that going to work? Not in any case!

Right now, there's only one hope left - that damned, vicious, disgusting, half-dead woman!

Can't let her die again!

Zong Ming's heart was dripping blood, his eyes were breathing fire, and his hands were casting spells, ready to capture the tiger sister-in-law alive in one fell swoop.

He's slow again.

...

...

As soon as Tashan swallowed Zuihou, the figure of the tiger sister-in-law had already exploded.

Holding Tashan with his left hand, slapping the ground with his right hand and kicking the ground with his left foot, his huge figure flew into the air like a mountain, and smashed down on the head of the old man in the car.

She completed her transformation in the air, and this time everyone finally saw clearly that the appearance she revealed was a hideous giant wolf!

Compared with the time just now, the tiger sister-in-law has become more decisive and thorough. A lot of hair grew on her body, like needles piercing through her clothes, like thousands of sharp thorns.

The difference is that this time she did not roar and scream, she was silent like a stone, with a biting cold and rage, rising into the sky and falling head-on.

"Uncle be careful!"

Zong Ming exclaimed immediately. It wasn't himself who he wanted him to be careful, but his sister-in-law. Zong Ming knew very well the power of the silk net on his uncle's body, for fear that he would not be serious and hurt the life of his sister-in-law.

"Alas!"

With a heavy sigh, a trace of complexity flashed on the four-eyed old man's face, and he raised his hand to gently touch the tiger sister-in-law. The layer of silk mesh then floated up, and it swelled in the wind, like a soft giant net wrapping up the approaching tiger sister-in-law.

Then, the giant net closed gently.

Everything is in ashes.

"Don't!"

Zong Ming let out a desperate wail, and the brewing haode divine power in his hand was uncontrollable, and it slammed out.

The ruins are already ruins, and although the power of the supernatural power is strong, it cannot have any effect.

Zong Ming didn't understand, Uncle Weishenme would do this, Weishenme He didn't want to capture the tiger sister-in-law alive, Weishenme He let himself lose all his money.

"weishenme?weishenme!" There were too many weishenme to ask in his heart, which made Zong Ming almost go crazy on the spot.

"Under the mountain monarch, you can kill but not humiliate. Otherwise, there will be a catastrophe of destruction. ”

The old man raised his hand to retract the wire mesh, lowered his long eyebrows, and said calmly: "This is an iron law." ”

"I'm the young master of the Cangyun Sect!" Zong Ming completely lost his temper, forgetting his father's advice and yelling at the old man.

"You're not yet. ”

The old man's expression was still calm, but a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Even your father would not dare to violate this law. ”

Zong Ming's expression was instantly sluggish, and a chill that could not be dissolved in his heart was flooded, and his whole body was cold.

He knew that it was impossible for the old man to lie about this kind of thing! Since he said that his father would not dare to disobey, it meant that the Cangyun Sect would not dare to disobey.

Don't dare to disobey the rules set by the person named Shanjun, that is, in a word...,

Who the hell is Shanjun? I haven't even heard of it!

It's just a so-called rule that not many people know, an ugly woman with very average strength, married to a person like Tashan, and can only hide in a place like Luoling City, can make her father dare not violate that rule?

What can I do? How can I do this? How can I deal with myself?

Of course, there are such characters in the world, but isn't that kind of person supposed to live in the clouds, high up above the world? How could he let himself touch his door and kill her!

Uh, no, I didn't kill her!

I didn't even hurt her! It was Uncle Shi, it was this Uncle Shi who pretended to be a ghost all day long, crazy and didn't know why she was crazy!

"It's nothing to do with me, it's nothing to do with me...... It's okay......"

Constantly chattering in his heart, Zong Ming slowly regained his composure, and became calm and indifferent again, even elegant.

He saluted the old man and said, "Uncle Lao has made a move." ”

"The number of people who heard this sentence was at least hundreds. Thinking like this, Zong Ming's heart became more and more stable, and his demeanor became quieter and quieter.

The old man was unmoved, and said expressionlessly, "Let's go." ”

With that, the carriage with only the remaining base started on its own, as if an invisible force pushed it, and it was steadily exercising in the messy streets.

"Ahh

The guard who had been hit by Tashan was lying in front of the carriage, his leg crushed by him, and he let out a terrible howl.

Zong Ming was startled by the shout, then understood, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat, and let out a long breath.

"Damn it, who let you stand in the way of Uncle Shi!"

...

...

The carriage is gone, and Zong Ming is gone.

Before leaving, he entered the backyard that had been exposed by the total destruction of the Sanyuan Pavilion and took a closer look.

He saw the pear tree that had fallen to the ground, the stone table and the stone bench and the bamboo couch, the surface of two stone benches was particularly smooth, and the bamboo couch was deep in the soil.

Looking at these, Zong Ming thought seriously, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

He saw two deep pits in the ground, studied them, and did not know why.

Then he entered the "cave" and inspected it carefully.

Those prohibitions couldn't stop him, and when Zong Ming broke the ban, the smile on his face was even stronger.

The furnishings in the cave house were too simple, and Zong Ming had nothing to gain. He noticed the mirror, stood in front of it, looked at the self inside, thoughtful.

He took out the portrait, looked it head-on, looked it in the mirror, and repeated it several times.

After a long time, he said, "No wonder!"

He casually unleashed a sword qi, and the mirror was slashed into pieces, falling to the ground with a clanging crunch, scattered around.

Then Zong Ming left, without a trace of hesitation, without a trace of depression, and left steadily.

He ignored the wounded war spirits, not even the fierce wind.

Li Feng pulled out his arm from the ruins, took the seriously injured war spirits to make sense of the battlefield, and helped each other to leave.

The battlefield fell into silence.

The Sanyuan Pavilion was destroyed, and even several surrounding houses were destroyed, but fortunately, the surrounding people had long since avoided it, but there were no casualties.

At this time, as everyone left, some bold people slowly approached.

There are war spirits, there are monks, and there are ordinary people.

They walked into the ruins and began to rummage. Rummage through everything you can find, rummage through the things that you don't get on a daily basis.

Among them, there are five strong men who are particularly fierce and have gained the most. The person at the head had a clear scar on his face, and he sneered a few times from time to time, looking very happy.

More people choose to watch from afar. There is no participation, no blocking, only wait-and-see.

Or a few sighs.

In the farther corner, a petite figure trembled and seemed to struggle, and sobs and whimpering.

A thick arm grabbed her, and Zuihou picked her up by the waist and quickly left.

Disappear into the distance.

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