"The second brother is mighty, the younger brother admires!"

Jin Yichuan walked over with a grin.

The "Ghost King" has been evaluated as nothing, Lu Jianxing is a lion, Shen Lian is a demigod and a half-ghost, and Jin Yichuan is a sleepy tiger, simple and cute, harmless to humans and animals.

Anyone can touch it, anyone can provoke it, and even touch the tiger's butt.

Jin Yichuan neither dodged nor objected.

He is just smiling, happy, and covering all his emotions with a smile, even the weakest kittens, dogs, and rabbits will not be wary of him.

Then, a one-hit kill.

Shen Lian smiled bitterly: "Fart Xionghu, you are still talking cool at this time, when this matter is over, I will definitely beat you up, remember to wash your butt!" ”

Jin Yichuan didn't continue the topic because Shen Lian definitely didn't have any interest in his ass.

Jin Yichuan asked curiously: "Second brother, what is strange about these Wolf Mountain bandits, why are they not afraid of injury or death, what the hell is this?" ”

Shen Lian's eyes froze when he heard this, and he made a murderous gesture: "Don't ask about this, I will explain to you later, these corpses are all cremated." ”

"Broken bones and ashes? So vicious? ”

The minds of ancient and modern people are different.

Modern people are accustomed to cremation, but in ancient times, they advocated keeping the whole corpse, and cremation is equivalent to breaking bones and scattering ashes.

There is no three-generation feud, and it generally does not work.

Shen Lian used to "follow the customs", but for these poisonous insects in Wolf Mountain, Shen Lian could only do this.

"You go and buy some quicklime and destroy their belongings, all, I'm talking about all, especially powder or coagulant, with lime.

The bodies were cremated together.

At the time of cremation, the body is surrounded by lime in a large circle, and after the fire is lit, leave immediately, prepare more dry firewood, and come back after the burning. ”

Shen Lian's arrangement was very detailed, more detailed than the means of destroying the corpse in Dongchang, Jin Yichuan even felt that this was not destroying the corpse, this was destroying the demon.

What kind of demon is it that deserves Shen Lian's attention? Could it be that the world could be destroyed?

Although Jin Yichuan didn't understand, but Shen Lian's expression was so serious, he would naturally choose to do it, anyway, Dongchang had a very bad reputation, and he didn't care about carrying a few black pots.

"What about when you're done?"

"After disposing of the corpse, you will go to Wolf Mountain with me, and this is the most appropriate thing for you to do."

"What's the matter?"

"Do the same thing here!"

"I do everything, what do you do?"

"I'm seriously injured and I'm going to have to recuperate for three months."

Shen Lian waved his hand and turned to leave, but the force was too much, and his steps were vain, so he couldn't help but stumble, and Feng Siniang hurriedly reached out to support him.

"It's so badly injured, and it's so strong!"

Feng Siniang said dissatisfiedly.

"It's not a serious injury, it's a little out of strength."

Shen Lian's injuries are not light, but the body refining martial artist is the most rough and thick-skinned, and the recovery from external injuries is extremely fast.

"If you dare to be strong, you will go back!"

"I'm not strong, can you carry me?"

"I can carry you back!"

As she spoke, Feng Siniang grabbed Shen Lian, as if she was carrying a flat pole, walked to the side with Shen Lian, threw it on her mount, and rode it back.

From a distance, it looked like a certain female bandit, who went down the mountain to rob a boss in the village, Shen Lian was well versed in the earnest teachings of the old-timers, and covered his face with a hat.

Shen Lian: o(╥_╥)o

When Shen Lian dealt with Dongfang Qingmu, Yang Zheng had already arrived in front of Di Qinglin.

Di Qinglin was dressed luxuriously and gentlely, and Yang Zheng was wearing a shabby fast-catching suit with sharp eyes.

"This is not my Hou Mansion, but my small courtyard to cool off in summer, it is not luxurious, it is better to be clean, you are the first to enter this house."

Di Qinglin didn't show off.

Because there is no point in showing off.

Di Qinglin knew very well that even if he used gold to cast a room, Yang Zheng would not care.

Moreover, at this moment, the extremely luxurious Hou Mansion at home should have been seized by Lu Jianxing and the Jinyi Guard, and the glory and wealth have long been gone.

At this time, Di Qinglin is like a peacock that has lost its feathers, if he insists on opening the screen, not only does he not have any sense of beauty, but instead exposes a dirty dung door.

Yang Zheng looked directly at Di Qinglin, without even blinking his eyes: "I just want to ask you, is Sisi dead?" Did you replace the dart silver? ”

"Why did you ask Sisi in the first place? A kabuki who has fallen into the dust, heavier than silver, or? One million taels of silver, what kind of kaki can't buy? ”

"I think human life is more important than money."

"Your kind of thinking is very similar to Shen Lian's fierce beast, all of them are deviant."

Di Qinglin smiled: "Sisi is very wonderful and very smart, if it weren't for her own cleverness, I really want to keep her, this is a sad story." ”

Di Qinglin didn't lie.

He doesn't bother to lie!

Don't disdain to lie in front of Yang Zheng!

The purpose of making up lies is not to please the other party, but to protect oneself.

If the heart looks down on a person at all, if the person will soon be dead, then there is no reason to lie to him, so why lie?

"You killed her?"

"To be precise, she is still alive, such a smart and beautiful girl, I will kill very slowly, I will keep her face and her youth."

Di Qinglin smiled and said, "If you can kill me as fast as you can, then you have a chance to save her, so, are you ready?" ”

Yang Zheng said: "If you don't say it, I don't have any evidence, and I can't arrest you without evidence." ”

Di Qinglin shook his head: "Even if you find evidence, it is Shen Lian who can arrest me, and if you are not qualified to arrest me, the evidence will become fake." ”

"But you gave me a chance, because you are too proud for you to show weakness to me."

"That's right, please do it!"

Even in the battle of life and death, Di Qinglin still behaved politely, and even said "please".

It's just that he says "please do it", but in fact it means "please die"!

used Yang Zheng's death in exchange for his own rebirth.

Di Qinglin felt the "catastrophe", if he could survive this catastrophe and be reborn, the green scale python would be able to give birth to dragon claws and sharp horns, and ride the weathered dragon.

This was the most important battle in his life, and no matter how Gu Jingwu's mood was, he became very nervous because of this, and his palms even oozed sweat.

He originally wanted to use a sword, but at this time, he decided to use a sword because he was most familiar with the sword, and he had been practicing the sword for much longer than practicing the sword, and he was more familiar with the swordsmanship.

Swordsmanship has been engraved in his bones.

He has mastered the sword as he pleases, thinking that where the blade is, the blade will be there.

It won't be half a point high, it won't be half a point shorter, it won't be half a point left, it won't be half a point to the right, he hopes that the tip of the sword will reach Yang Zheng's Quchi point, and he will hit the Quchi point.

Unpredictable angles!

Lightning-fast speed!

Extremely precise control!

Exquisite sword moves!

No matter from which point of view, Di Qinglin had a reason to win, and in less than three seconds after the battle began, he cut seven wounds on Yang Zheng's body, and the sword that hit Yang Zheng's Quchi acupoint made Yang Zheng even more sore.

The blood stained Yang Zheng's clothes, and the blood loss made Yang Zheng stagger, and he couldn't hold the parting hook.

It's time to finish!

This thought flashed through Di Qinglin's mind, and the sword then stabbed at Yang Zheng's throat, Yang Zheng's vision was already blurred, and he didn't know how to hide at all.

"Whew!"

Blood Splash!

The sword pierced Yang Zheng's left shoulder!

It wasn't that Di Qinglin wanted to torture Yang Zheng, or that the stabbing was not precise enough, but that Yang Zheng was unsteady on his feet and fell down on his side, just avoiding this desperate blow.

Di Qinglin was shocked in his heart, and was about to pull out his sword to make another move, when he suddenly felt pain.

It was a strange pain, it was a feeling that had never been felt before, it was the call of death.

The bright hook looped around his arm and stabbed him in the throat from a counterintuitive angle.

"This ...... Uh......"

Di Qinglin wanted to ask why, but he no longer had the strength to speak, Yang Zheng understood his thoughts, and fought with the only strength he had left to solve his doubts.

"On the way here, I met Ying Wuwu, fought with him, and saw this swordsmanship."

"Haha...... Good...... Poof......"

Di Qinglin spat blood from his mouth, and his dead body fell to the ground!

He never dreamed that his encouragement to Ying Wuwu would actually point out to Yang Zheng.

He didn't expect that the cautious and cautious enemy would become his own talisman, which is true

- Time is also fate!

Yang Zheng fell to the ground with a wry smile, took out the gold sore medicine given by Shen Lian to bandage the wound, just finished bandaging the wound, and wanted to find someone, but the door was suddenly opened.

The leader was dressed in a flying fish suit, tall and mighty, with a cold light in his eyes, and he was - Lu Jianxing!

It's not to grab the credit, but to help carry the blame.

Di Qinglin's pot, Yang Zheng can't afford it!