Kill one of you.

Feel unfair?

If you want to kill, you will kill all the generals in the world.

This remark.

Let Chen Ping look sideways slightly.

There was still some surprise in my heart.

This man has said something crooked.

But alas.

To be a general, the first person is in front, the soldier is behind, and only the first person is a soldier.

Moreover.

will be outside.

Do something and don't do something.

Slaughtering the old and young of the homeless, even if they are generals, they should have some concerns, and not to the point that the river is full of blood.

Ultimately.

This has lost its humanity.

has been completely reduced to a beast.

That is, the beast.

Why can't it be slaughtered?

And the funny thing is.

Zhao Mingcheng said, "You can't kill me." When saying this kind of thing, Chen Ping, who glanced at the other party, was a little disappointed.

Since I know that I am going to die.

I can't show some of the confidence of the general just now.

Show the arrogance of the army and die happily?

You have to play a trick in front of him (. ・∀・)ノ゙Hi, I thought I could hit his G-spot.

As everyone knows.

Today he will not die.

He Chen is uneasy in his heart.

Grievances.

The road is unstable.

The path to monasticism is not so smooth.

Therefore.

Gotta kill.

And that's not all.

And I want to kill hard.

"Hahaha~."

"Although I don't know who Childe is, if Childe wants to kill me today, I'm afraid he will be laughed at by the world."

Zhao Mingcheng's ears moved.

Blind, he didn't hear Chen Ping's response, and became more and more rampant.

Bet that Chen Ping is a hero who loves fame.

Pity.

Life cannot be relied on gambling.

Chen Ping, who is determined to farm and cultivate immortals and build a spaceship, cares about his false reputation in this demon Great Song Dynasty.

He glanced at Zhao Mingcheng in disgust.

Cold Frost's face suddenly smiled slightly.

He patted the other person on the shoulder.

Gentle: "General Zhao, yes, I will let you go, but before I need you to do me a favor." ”

Zhao Mingcheng's body trembled when he heard this.

Immediately, he said: "Don't say that one is a favor, I Zhao Mingcheng will also take a hundred." ”

"Okay, I like your cool temperament."

"I don't want more, I'm just borrowing your head for a while."

"You!"

Burst~

Zhao Mingcheng had a bad premonition when he heard the second half of the words.

The body wants to jump backwards.

But being tied up by a demon rope, how can I escape.

The blade of the sword instantly sounded in his ears.

I only felt a chill in my neck.

The whole person floated into the sky.

When the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say it anymore, but two or three bloody tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes again, and he seemed to be still full of nostalgia for his future.

Wu Song, who was standing not far away, looked at the rolling heads on the ground.

I feel emotional.

This Zhenyun Prefecture, the military general of Yamato County, who was in the top 100 of the Dragon and Tiger List, would take 3,000 soldiers and horses and fold them in the hands of one person.

Looking at the peerless and independent man in white.

Wu Song was gloomy.

Burning the prefectural order.

Sword slash Zhao Mingcheng.

With a wave of his sleeve, a piece of paper talisman slaughtered 3,000 lives.

This will shock the world.

The world will know that there is such a demon in Yanggu County, Yunzhou.

And the imperial court.

It will certainly not be as easy to expose this matter as before.

It is bound to kill a river of blood.

But Wu Song didn't expect it at all.

Today's killings.

Far from it.

Chen Ping asked the dog girl to load Zhao Mingcheng's head in a wooden box, and then took out a carriage from Tiangong's backpack.

The carriage is golden-coloured throughout.

Four jade white wheel colors.

Intertwined.

A white glow in the night sky.

Dog Mei and Wu Song are both seeing each other for the first time, but they are particularly amazing.

Just look at the process.

It's already priceless.

Chen Ping boarded the carriage and looked at the dog girl who was still confused.

Said: "Get in the car and go to Yamato-gun." ”

"Yes."

When the dog girl heard this, she carried the box and got into the driver's seat, but she didn't know how to operate the carriage.

I am confused.

The wooden dragonflies hanging on the four sides of the carriage began to turn.

In Wu Song's shocked gaze.

The heavy carriage soared into the air, and like a meteor Pegasus slowly rising into the air, it turned into a white moonlight and pierced through the dark clouds, disappearing from his sight.

"Immortals!"

"True Immortal?!"

More than a dozen seconds passed.

Wu Songfang recovered from his daze.

The head is buzzing.

I just felt like I had a ridiculous dream.

Even if he is a legendary first-class great master, he only has a lifespan several times longer than ordinary people, and he can drift in the air for a short time, how can he be like Chen Ping, who even has the means to take off with a car and a person.

No way.

The master clearly said it.

Since a hundred years ago, there have been no true immortals in the world.

And now this Chen Gongzi has come out.

What's going on?

Wu Song thought more and more.

The more uneasy I felt in my heart.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground outside the city, the slightest thought of killing demons to garrison Yanggu County was gone, he climbed down the city wall and escaped into the night. Immortals enter the WTO.

He wanted to go back to Yunshan to ask for an understanding.

As for the life and death of the Yamen of Yamato County.

Wu Song can only say that he is asking for more blessings.

~

And if the people of Yamato County knew Wu Song's worries at the moment, the good-tempered officials might just point at his nose and scold the yellow-mouthed child, an ignorant martial artist.

The bad-tempered Lord.

It may be exported into a chapter.

Kill this Wu Erlang.

After all, this is the case.

The officials of Yamato County have more important things to do.

I don't have time to pay attention to the affairs of Yanggu County at all.

Take, for example, tonight.

Yamato-gun poetry society.

It is more important than any thief.

Yamato-gun.

Brightly lit.

On the banks of the Qingshui River on Chuo Castle Road.

It's already overcrowded at the moment.

Countless young people from Yamato-gun gathered around, looking expectantly at the seven-story building in the center.

At that entrance.

There are already long queues.

The top of the building.

A few officials in regular clothes raised their glasses and looked at the fanatical reading seeds below, and smiled with relief.

One of the rich old men took the initiative to talk to the old man with the national character face who was surrounded in the center and said:

"Brother Zongbo, it seems that today's poetry meeting, I'm afraid there will be a few more reading seeds."

"Brother Taiheng's poetry meeting hasn't started yet, you have already expected it, if there is no later, I will blame you."

"Hahaha, you have to blame me for this matter, but you can't, if you want to complain, it should be Brother Qingze, he is the professor of state studies."

The thin old man dressed as an old scholar with a blue hat over there hurriedly smiled bitterly when he heard this:

"Lord Tongju, don't make a joke about the lower official, this lower official doesn't dare to take it."

When the rich old man heard this, he straightened his face and said:

"You are like this, there is only Brother Taiheng in this building today, where did you come from?"

"You said yes, Brother Zongbo."

"Nature."

"It's a gaffe, and I'm punishing myself with three cups!"

Seeing this, Li Qingze, a professor of state studies, hurriedly poured three glasses of wine.

A mouthful into the throat.

It attracted a burst of applause from others.

"That's right."

Tong judge Zhang Taiheng patted the other party's shoulder with satisfaction and regained his smile.

Laugh twice.

It's back to the same topic.

"Brother Zongbo, shall I wait for a lottery today?"

"How?"

"Today's winner, we will help him enter the literary courage."

"Literate and courageous?"

Zhizhou Wang Zongbo was a little stunned when he heard this.

Reading the Four Realms.

Tibetan Atmosphere.

Literate and courageous.

Ming Shengyan.

Tong Confucian.

In the first realm, as long as the reader memorizes the four books and the five classics, he can protect his body. This is also the realm of most people in the world.

It's not that they don't work hard.

And to achieve the second realm of literacy courage.

There are two conditions that are required.

Memorize the Four Books and Five Classics.

Empowerment by a famous teacher, or enlightenment on your own.

Other words.

Under normal circumstances, before being admitted to the Juren, basically the scholars are just in the realm of Tibetan literary qi, and they want to be empowered by famous teachers.

But now.

Tong Ju Zhang Taiheng is now actually proposing such a colorful head in this little poetry meeting.

Nature is astounding.

Zhizhou Wang Zongbo pondered for a moment.

He nodded in response.

If there is chaos today, Confucianism and Taoism need a steady stream of new forces.

After all.

The way of the world.

Only a scholar can save thousands of buildings without collapsing.