Chapter 30 Transformation of Gong

The soldiers in distress in Qingxi Mountain had already recognized him as the meditating soldier, but the thoughtful city lord of Zhongzhou City found that he was still the literati in the military aircraft department, such a complex triple identity was very puzzling, and at this time, Luo Chuan brought back a corpse, when the white curtain covering the corpse was opened, everyone present was surprised, this person actually had no face, except for his clothes that could be recognized, and dry and wrinkled skin, he could only conclude that this was a veteran, but, next, Yaoguang found the deeply hidden scar, which was accidentally discovered when chatting with Lao Wang at that time.

"Yes, that's good! Finally, it didn't disappoint me," Sanssouci swore that the murderer was already obvious, the literati was ready to flee at any time, and under the emperor's order, tens of thousands of soldiers surrounded him, but he did not have a trace of panic, and calmly took out two silver shining flying knives from his body, crossed his hands, and looked like he couldn't escape, ready to fight to the death, "Take it!" The order was issued, and a circle of hundreds of silver spears pressed towards him, and I saw! The flying knife in the literati's hand had disappeared, and it was rapidly circling in the crowd, the shadow of the knife flashing everywhere, and the terrifying sound of the blade whistling in the ears never dispersed.

When the two throwing knives were about to be bloodthirsty, they magically turned and fell into the hands of Sanssouci Zi, and with a piercing noise, they became a pile of scrap metal and fell to the ground with a clang.

"Kid, if I'm not mistaken, your trick is called a double-edged slash! It's the trick of the Western Tugang, who are you Gongsun Wuyong? ”

When the literati heard Sanssouci's words, they were taken aback, and with a few moves, they asked people to expose the details, "It is really worthy of being a god of cultivating gods!" That's right, I'm from the Xitu Gang, and Gongsun Wu is my master, so if you want to live, you have to give it a good time,"

"Child, I don't have all the hair, how can I learn to be so insidious and vicious, Baiguolin's one is really ruthless!"

When the literati heard this, his face turned pale instantly, and he trembled and collapsed on the ground, "That gust of wind, really." Is it really you? It's horrible. ”

"Killing people is to pay for your life, thinking that you are still a little rabbit cub, I will spend your martial arts, where did you come from, go back!"

With that, Sanssouci stepped forward and went down with one palm to dissolve his martial arts. "Great God, why didn't you ask him about his motives?" The emperor said with a confused expression, and Sanssouci did not speak, but just raised his head and looked at the sun.

However, the city lord's eyes were quick and his mouth was quick, "Quick, you two are not going to apprentice quickly." It is this sentence that solves this embarrassing situation.

Yaoguang and Bajin knelt down sincerely, "Bang." Boom. Boom. "Knocked three genuine apprenticeship salutes." Hahaha. Great God! Congratulations on taking on two good apprentices. There was a burst of officialdom that slipped and slapped the horse, but it provoked the anger on the face of the carefree son.

"Yaoguang, eight catties, let's go!"

In just seven words, it frightened the emperor, the city lord and various ministers, "What, great god, you want to go, do you want to go, what can you do in the Tsar City?" ”

"More than 10,000 soldiers! Practice the inner strength and mental method well! He looked at Luo Chuan on the side again, "I'll leave this burden to you!" Three months later, I came to the parade. ”

Throw these few words, and walk away.

Outside the city of Zhongzhou, Yaoguang and Bajin looked back at the city where they had lived, the third largest city in the Central Plains, located in the north-central part of the Central Plains, its prosperity was second only to the Tsarist City, and most importantly, it was a home that they remembered.