Chapter 742: Temptation
"I'm not really dead."
Wu Chong wrenched off the arm of the headless corpse and threw the other party into the fire, then walked to the side and threw the head that had managed to escape back into it.
Yes!!!
After a terrible scream, the sound finally stopped.
"The vitality of this thing, how can it give me a sense of déjà vu of a blood demon."
When the fire was finished, all that remained was a lump of black ash on the ground.
Wu Chong picked up a stick from the side, flicked it a few times at random, and found that the black ash could still move. However, the sneak attack man must be dead, and his organization is still partially active. This reminded him of the Blood Demon who had blocked his door in the Great World of the First Demon.
The original blood demon was just as difficult to kill, but I don't know what happened now.
The thought in Wu Chong's mind flashed away.
In a certain mine in the fairy world, the blood demon is digging ore with hoe after hoe.
It's so dark!
I knew that flying to the immortal realm was this kind of life, and I didn't want to kill him, and I didn't want this kind of immortal dog.
"Run, the miners are coming."
A voice sounded, and as soon as the Blood Demon turned around, he saw a group of black-pressed poisonous insects flying out of it. Seeing this scene, the Blood Demon didn't even bother to ask for a hoe, so he turned around and ran.
Yes!!
A terrible scream rang out from behind, telling the tragic experience of the Blood Demon after his ascension.
The mines of the fairy world are not so easy to dig.
"I can't expose you to the wilderness like this, which will damage my identity as a scholar." Wu Chong gathered the remaining ashes of the sneak attack man together and lifted the floor tiles of the mountain temple.
I dug a pit and buried the mass in it, and then re-covered the floor tiles and stepped on them to be strong.
He is still very weak in this world, and prudence is the best way.
"Kill and bury, I'm really still a scholar, the previous misunderstanding has finally been solved, this brother's vision is still too narrow."
Wu Chong sighed with emotion, sensed the situation around him, and made sure that there was no one else before leaving.
Not long after leaving, a fire broke out in the ruined temple behind him, and after a while, it turned into a skyrocketing fire, burning the mountain temple clean. In the future, even if someone rushes over, they will only see the burned down broken temple, and they will not think that there is a 'lump' ash buried under the burned broken temple, let alone associate this ash with people.
The one that is handled is called a clean.
That's what professionalism is!
Ba Snake Casino.
Ling Zhujun stepped on the blood like a killing god, and the gambling house turned into a Shura hell, with dead corpses everywhere.
The eyes of the four people who followed her, the lion, the tiger, the bear, and the leopard flashed with awe, especially after seeing the three swords suspended behind Ling Zhujun's back, this awe deepened. The small emotions in my heart are now all gone, replaced by awe of the strong.
"What about the people of the royal family?"
The four of them glanced at the only living room in the casino, a shivering man hiding under a table. The mark on this man's body is the same special mark as the Ling family, and this special 'knowledge' can only be mastered by members of the royal family.
"Dispose of it."
Dispersed the strength, Ling Zhujun's face remained unchanged, and no one knew what her current state was.
"Ba Snake City is the place of the Ling family, whoever puts his hand in will chop whomever he wants."
This time, there was indeed an ambush in the Ba Snake Gambling House, and the royal people were also involved in it. Fortunately, the Ling family had already calculated that the moment those sneak attackers came out, the aura sealed on Ling Zhujun's body also burst out. The terrifying 'knowledge' turned into three demon swords, and it only took one breath to kill everyone in the gambling house.
Not a single one is left.
The back hand of the royal family was also swept away by this violent sword aura, and they died completely.
"Yes."
The four of them lowered their heads and quickly dispersed to do the aftermath work.
There was a scream, and the man from the royal family was silent.
A moment later, the gambling house caught fire, burning all the incriminating evidence inside, and the few people who completed the task did not stay anymore and left the scene.
It was not until the fire burned out that the firefighters were too late.
After a lot of tossing, when it was all over, it was almost dawn. All that remained was a pile of scorched earth, and the people inside were burned to the ground. The lion, tiger, bear, and leopard are very skilled in the aftermath of the work, and the added combustion materials ensure that the scene can be cleaned up without harming the surrounding innocents.
"Old Ghost Ling's innate sword qi is still as sharp as ever."
In the crowd, a middle-aged man in a black costume looked at the scorched earth in front of him and said indifferently.
"Even King Xiao Jun dares to kill, it's just lawless."
The young man who followed the middle-aged man looked at the scorched earth in front of him, and his voice trembled a little.
In this operation, they dispatched dozens of masters, and it stands to reason that they can definitely take down Ling Zhujun, but now these masters are all dead, and their bodies are burned to charcoal, but Ling Zhujun left unscathed.
This is the terrifying nature of the innate sword qi.
It is also the power that all those who cultivate 'knowledge' dream of.
"What about Luming County?"
The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze and turned to get into the carriage waiting behind.
There was nothing left to see here, and the results he wanted had already been obtained.
"Tian Xingguang has lost contact."
When the boy heard the inquiry, he hurriedly responded.
All the plans for tonight failed, whether it was the ambush of Ba Snake City against Ling Zhujun or the surveillance of his husband from Luming County.
"Dead?"
The middle-aged man was a little surprised, in his opinion, the task of monitoring Ling Zhujun's side should be very safe.
"It should be, if the person is still alive, Mr. Paper will have a sense."
"It's me who underestimated the weight of that man, in addition to Dai Yong on the surface, there should be other masters lurking in the shadows to protect her." In the case of incomplete information, even a person like a middle-aged man can only come to this conclusion.
"Ling Zhujun attaches great importance to this man."
The middle-aged man's voice disappeared as he spoke, and this temptation had been planned by the organization for a long time.
All losses are within the scope of tolerance.
After all, the Ling family is one of the four innate families that suppress the world, and how can this kind of family not pay the price.
Following.
Wu Chong got up early to paint as usual.
This way of calligraphy and painting is not difficult to practice, but the trouble is to mobilize the power of mystery. The mystery of this world lurks very deeply, and in the case that the delusion cannot be used, Wu Chong can only slowly accumulate.
This is also a process, a process of making the world admit its delusions.
If one day he uses the delusional path to reach the pinnacle of this world, then the delusional path will also become one of the avenues of this world in the future.
In the First Demon World, Wu Chong came out like this.
"Husband, are you painting again?"
Ling Zhujun's voice came from outside, and Ling Zhujun, who returned home, became the gentle and lovely woman again, and the killing god who was killing all sides outside.
"Look what this is."
Ling Zhujun, who rushed back overnight, took out the lake pen that had been prepared a long time ago.
"Rest well."
Wu Chong stopped the painting in his hand and raised his eyes to look at Ling Zhujun.
Although Ling Zhujun had deliberately hidden it, and had specially washed it before returning to the house, how could he hide the bloody qi hidden in his body from Wu Chong.
(End of chapter)