Although Jiang Feng had such an idea, the Heavenly Machine Rubik's Cube automatically began to echo again, but at this stage, he couldn't do it yet.

The energy used by the Heavenly Machine Rubik's Cube is the bright force in Jiang Feng's body, as the saying goes, how much strength there is, how many things to do, Jiang Feng is like this now.

The Indication Technique is a very rudimentary Ming Force martial art, and when Jiang Feng optimizes it, he can only do it step by step.

Hua Su was lowered from the level of Yiming Martial Emperor to the Yang Ming Martial Artist, and the Ming Power Tree in his body, as well as how complex the composition of the Yuan Branch. To establish a new cycle of Ming power for such a person, Jiang Feng's Ming Power has no way to support it.

He quickly came up with a new idea.

Can't you build up all the Ming Force Cycle at once, break down the Yuan Branch, and do it section by section?

Just like Hua Su said, he is a Yang Ming martial artist, and there is still a period of time before all the Ming power is exhausted. Just try to finish it before then!

Finding such a way, Jiang Feng's mood quickly calmed down.

Either way, just do it.

However, the mood of Ping Chaoshan and the others was still very low, and they were scolded and taught a lesson by Hua Su: "Whether Lao Tzu is dead or alive, you don't need to care! You are just little assholes who have just entered the country, and you can manage it very widely! If you are in a bad mood, you can make Lao Tzu die? The state examination is close at hand, and you can't tell the priorities, so get rid of Lao Tzu as soon as possible!"

Hua Su scolded without logic, but there was a sentence in it that really inspired everyone.

Now they have just entered the country, and they have no more than enough energy at all. When they become stronger, their horizons are broader, and their powers are more, they may be able to come up with some way!

Suddenly, they were all ignited one by one, and they returned to training in good spirits.

Hua Su knew their plan very well, and he was still scolding, but when no one saw him, he turned around and wiped his eyes.

......

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Just as the students of the Yuanshan Martial Arts Hall were training enthusiastically, Jiang Huaiming wrapped in a black cloak and hurried to a corner in the north of Taicang City.

Compared with the prosperity of the south, the houses in the north are low, the streets are narrow, and the scene is dilapidated.

The further back you go, the narrower the street becomes, with garbage piled up on both sides, sewage everywhere on the ground, and a foul smell in the air.

Jiang Huaiming's brows furrowed tightly, carefully avoiding the garbage and sewage, lest they get on his body.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and Jiang Huaiming reflexively flashed to the side. A basin of water poured up from the second floor, and he couldn't dodge it, and half of his body was wet. There was a strange stench in the water, Jiang Huaiming was so disgusted that he hurriedly threw off the cloak and threw it away.

He raised his head and scolded, "There are people down there, who is splashing water down?"

The person above didn't reply at all, and in an instant, another basin of water was splashed.

Jiang Huaiming never expected that there would be this hand, and he was suddenly drenched. The cloak was tossed aside by him, and he felt that his whole being stinked.

He was so angry that he forgot for a moment what he was here for, and he was about to rush up and beat the man to death.

He had just lifted his steps when he suddenly felt a chill in his vest. He felt a gaze coming from somewhere, staring at him with a thick sense of malice. No, there was more than one such gaze, and he suddenly felt that all corners of the street were filled with the same gaze, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, hoping that he would do something, so that there might be an excuse to tear him apart!

His heart was instantly awe-struck, and he remembered the words he had said before he came out: "It's okay if you want to go there, but you must be careful, and you must be cautious in your words and deeds there! No one knows who is in the backstreet of Taicang and what will happen." If something happens there, no one will save you, and no one will avenge you - you remember!"

At that time, Jiang Huaiming's heart was pounding, but it was exciting. Taicang Backstreet, such a mysterious and dangerous place, he will definitely find the most suitable person there!

But now, the excitement is gone, and it's all fear.

That's right, this place is extremely dangerous, so be careful!

He immediately suppressed the anger in his heart, lowered his eyebrows, and walked away quickly. He could faintly hear some regretful sighs behind him. There was a "whoosh" and a child rushed into the alley, the cloak he had thrown on the ground was gone.

Jiang Huaiming retracted his thoughts and took out the map to look at it. Then, following the map, he sneered into a deeper alley and pushed open a dilapidated wooden door at the bottom of the alley.

As soon as the wooden door was pushed, a dark shadow smashed over. Jiang Huaiming was caught off guard and was directly hit by the bridge of his nose. Suddenly, his nose was sour, and tears flowed down!

The black shadow fell to the ground with a thud and rolled a few times, but it was a copper cup. Then, a voice roared angrily: "Stink, get out!" At the same time, a cold, murderous momentum came from inside, freezing Jiang Huaiming's actions.

He subconsciously closed the door and clenched his fists in humiliation. After a long while, he finally took a deep breath, knocked on the door five times according to a certain rhythm, and shouted, "A thousand gold coins!"

The wooden door opened silently, and the voice inside said faintly: "Go to the well and wash it, and then come here." ”

Jiang Huaiming turned his head, and sure enough, there was a well not far from the house, and there was a bucket next to the well railing.

As the eldest son of the Jiang family, he has always been pampered, and there have always been maids to cook fragrant soup in the bath, when did he take a bath directly with well water like this?

He stared at it for a long time, fantasizing about Jiang Feng being killed miserably, doing psychological construction for a long time, and walked to the well.

It's the height of summer in July, and the well water poured on my head is not cold at all, but just cool.

Most of the anger in Jiang Huaiming's heart disappeared, he washed his clothes casually, put them on the ground, and knocked on the wooden door again.

Then, a towel was thrown out, Jiang Huaiming caught it and dried it, and was finally allowed to enter the door.

The room was extremely dark and stuffy, and not long after Jiang Huaiming walked in, his body that had just been bathed by the well water was sweating densely.

In the shadows, a shadow moved, and asked, "Who are you going to kill?"

Jiang Huaiming said: "It's not a difficult guy to deal with. The boy who is less than sixteen years old has only just entered the country, and is now in Taicang City, preparing to take the state examination. ”

"Oh......" the gloomy voice muttered for a moment, "it doesn't sound like a big deal......

Suddenly, the voice became sharper, and the cold breath approached Jiang Huaiming, "Come to me? and ask for a thousand gold coins?

Three questions were thrown out in succession, and Jiang Huaiming's breathing became tighter. He easily suppressed the fear in his heart and said, "The goal is indeed like this, that kid has a master, which is a little more difficult to deal with." ”

"Oh, tell me?"

"I used to be a demon army, and it was said that I was a thousand-commander, but I don't know what level. Later, he was injured and retired, opened a martial arts gym in the countryside, and brought students to take the big exam. ”

"Demon Army?Commander?!"

The voice suddenly became excited, and the shadow suddenly rose, approaching Jiang Huaiming, "Boy, dare to play tricks in front of me!"

A large shadow suddenly swept in front of him, and at such a close distance, Jiang Huaiming still couldn't see the other party's face clearly. He said in horror: "I, I didn't play tricks!"

"Then do you know what rank the commander of the Demon Army is in general?!"

"What, what level?"

"Xinming Martial Sect, at least Yiming Martial Emperor!Are you asking me to deal with a Xinming Martial Sect?!"

Jiang Huaiming finally breathed a sigh of relief: "No, no! I just said that he was injured and retired. He was injured by the Mingxin Seed and descended to three realms, and now he is just a Yang Ming Martial Artist! Moreover, we don't need to kill him, we just need to avoid him and kill that kid!"

The shadow finally receded, and Jiang Huaiming was finally able to breathe.

The shadow groaned, "Even so, it's a bit of a problem. Boy, do you know what is the most troublesome thing for such an injured person?"

"Yes, what is it?"

"It's their experience!These guys, all of them are cunning and ghostly, it's not so easy to snatch and kill people from them!" Shadow groaned again, and after a moment, he said, "Fifteen hundred gold coins!"

"This, this is too expensive, what I want to kill is just a teenager who has just entered the country!"

"Hey, kid, this is already a price cut for you. If it weren't for the fact that guy used to be a demon army...... Two thousand gold coins, I won't lose a penny!"

When the words "Demon Army" were spoken, the tone of the shadow was gloomy, with a thick malice in the middle.

This person has a grudge against the Demon Army?

Jiang Huaiming's heart suddenly tightened, and for the first time he began to wonder if he had done the right thing here.

Who is the Demon Army's worst enemy?

Demons, of course!

This person has such hatred for the Demon Army, could it be that he has anything to do with the Demon Clan?

He was worried in his heart, and the shadow approached again: "Fifteen hundred gold coins, I'll kill that guy for you!"

The huge pressure was pressed in front of him, and in the shadows, there was a pair of bright red eyes, as if two ghost fires were beating. Jiang Huaiming's heart was beating wildly, and fear swept through his body. He had unconsciously agreed: "Okay, fifteen hundred gold coins!"

A hot slap hit his upper cheeks, and contrary to the chill of the shadows, his palms were incredibly hot. He lightly patted Jiang Huaiming's face twice and muttered, "Good boy, leave the money, you can go." ”

Jiang Huaiming's eyes suddenly drifted and became dazed: "Okay, but ...... I only brought a deposit......"

Shadow frowned slightly, and said nonchalantly, "Okay, the deposit is okay." ”

After a pillar of incense, Jiang Huaiming had already left the alley, he was standing in the back street of Taicang, smelling the stench of decay in his nose, and suddenly came back to his senses.

Hey, what was I doing?

I seem to have seen someone...... By the way, he promised to help me kill that guy!

Yes, I feel like a reliable helper, but it's a little more expensive...... Tsk, fifteen hundred gold coins, Jiang Feng, you should be glad that your life is worth so much money!

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