Chapter 107: Blame for Yourself

The group of people on the mountainside looked up and saw a yellow cloud from far and near, and when they got closer, it was a group of yellow and black wasps. Seeing this, the young man with a short figure exclaimed in surprise, and he said in shock: "This... This... What kind of hornets are this? Why is it so horprising?" and the others were all a little horrified when they heard what the young man said, so they all gathered together.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in blue suddenly had a slight look in his eyes, these wasps surrounding them were quite large, much larger than ordinary wasps, and their appearance was very vicious, obviously not ordinary wasps. The middle-aged man in blue frowned, and then suddenly slashed out, and the blade slashed at a ghost-headed king bee.

The ghost head king bee that was slashed by the blade fell directly to the ground, and the middle-aged man in blue sneered when he saw this, and his heart was nothing more than that. Just when the middle-aged man in blue wanted to say something, he heard a buzzing sound, and the ghost-headed king bee that fell to the ground suddenly flapped its wings and flew up, buzzing, and there was only a shallow scar on its back, but it was not a big deal.

When everyone in the audience saw this scene, their faces changed greatly. You must know that the middle-aged man in blue who shot just now is a first-class peak master who has cultivated eight inches of internal strength, second only to the martial arts masters on the rivers and lakes. Although the middle-aged man in blue didn't use ten successes just now, he also used seven or eight successes, and with such an imposing knife, he couldn't split the yellow-black wasp in half.

Everyone present was pale, although everyone said that they were first- and second-rate masters on the rivers and lakes, but they were not sure that they could deal with this group of yellow-black wasps, if it was an ordinary fight in the rivers and lakes, everyone would not have the slightest fear, but this group of yellow-black wasps is obviously highly poisonous, if they are accidentally stung, it is estimated that they will have to shed their skin if they don't die.

Therefore, everyone in the audience did not dare to act rashly. The middle-aged man in blue had a gloomy face, and he couldn't kill the yellow-black hornet with a knife just now, which made him feel that he had lost face in front of his subordinates, which was extremely disgraceful. The middle-aged man in blue snorted coldly, and then his figure flashed, and he pinched a yellow-black hornet, and the middle-aged man in blue was just about to crush the yellow-black hornet with all his strength, and he let out a cry of pain.

It turned out that when the middle-aged man in blue caught the yellow-black wasp with his right hand, he was stung by the yellow-black wasp on his little finger, and in an instant the little finger of the middle-aged man in blue turned black, and the black quickly spread down from the fingertips.

When everyone in the audience saw this scene, their faces were pale and their bodies trembled slightly. The figure of the middle-aged man in blue flashed, and then he retreated to the crowd, the middle-aged man in blue's face was very gloomy, and he said coldly: "What the hell are these yellow-black hornets?

The people next to the middle-aged man in blue looked at each other, and they didn't know where these yellow and black wasps came from. Next to the young man with a short stature, there was a short and swarthy old man, the old man was about fifty or sixty years old, and he did not look like a Han from the Tang Empire, but like a barbarian from the Southern Barbarians. The short and fat old man looked at these yellow-and-black wasps flying up and down, and felt a little familiar.

The short and fat old man stared closely at these flying wasps, and after about a stick of incense, the short and fat old man seemed to remember something, and suddenly his face changed in fright, and the short and fat old man said in a trembling voice: "These hornets are called ghost head king bees, from the 100,000 mountains of Nanzhao Kingdom, their poison is incomparable, the sword is difficult to hurt, and it is extremely difficult. Some Gu artists in Nanzhao Kingdom and Miao Jiang often use ghost head king bees as flying Gu, so these ghost head king bees are famous in Lingnan. ”

After hearing this, the middle-aged man in blue had a gloomy face dripping, and he said gloomily: "You Nanban, do you really recognize these hornets? Since these hornets are from **, how could they fly here? Could it be that someone can't manipulate them? If someone manipulates these hornets, isn't it a person in the Gu arts?"

"The government of this dynasty has already clearly stipulated that it is forbidden for people in the ** Gu technique to come to the territory of Datang, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness for killing! Therefore, these hornets are not necessarily ghost head king bees, everyone should not act rashly, let's slowly retreat down the mountain first, and when this group of hornets flies away, we will make another plan." The short and fat old man didn't dare to speak, for fear of offending the middle-aged man in blue in front of him.

As soon as the blue-clothed middle-aged man's voice fell, he saw the yellow-black hornets flying all over the sky, and suddenly attacked everyone in the field, and everyone in the field suddenly changed their faces, and they danced their swords and slashed at this group of yellow-black hornets. It's just that this group of hornets is a ghost-headed king bee, which is extremely poisonous, and it is difficult to hurt by swords, and it is extremely difficult to entangle. Dotted Library

But in a moment's effort, more than a dozen people were stung by the ghost head king bee, and the dozen or so people who were stung by the ghost head king bee with knives and swords let out a terrible scream, and fell to the ground in an instant.

The rest of the people in the field were suddenly frightened by the scene in front of them, some of them danced their swords in a fierce dance, and covered themselves in it, and some turned around and ran down the mountain, but before they could run three paces away, they were overtaken by the ghost-headed king bee, so they screamed and fell to the ground.

In a short time, everyone on the mountainside was almost completely dead, and at this time, there were only three people left in the field who were still resisting frantically, these three people were the middle-aged man in blue, the young man with five short statures, and the short and swarthy old man of the Southern Barbarians. It's just that these three characters who are still struggling to breathe are also a little exhausted, and in a few moments, these three people will also die under the siege of the ghost-headed king bee.

Just when the three of them were desperate in their hearts, the group of ghost-headed king bees suddenly stopped, no longer attacking the three of them, but just surrounded the three of them. The three of them glanced at each other, leaning back to each other, holding their swords and looking at the surrounding ghost-headed king bees vigilantly. Just when the three of them were nervously looking at the ghost head king bee, a clean young man in a green shirt suddenly appeared in front of them.

The young man in the green shirt is more than seven feet long, his facial features are handsome, his waist hangs a long sword, and his temperament is floating in the dust, he is obviously an extraordinary person. The eyes of the blue-clothed middle-aged man shrank suddenly, and with his eight-inch martial arts cultivation, he didn't even notice how this green-shirted young man appeared in front of them.

The blue-clothed middle-aged man set off a monstrous wave in his heart, and he thought in horror: "This young man in green shirt is definitely not a great martial arts master, if he is a great martial arts master, it is impossible for him to be deceived within three feet of me without being discovered by me, who is he? is he friend or foe?"

In just a moment, many questions flashed through the minds of the middle-aged man in blue. The middle-aged man in blue coughed lightly, and then asked in a low voice, "I don't know your honorable name, can we offend your Excellency in any way?"

The young man in the green shirt was Li Qingxuan, Li Qingxuan's face was slightly cold, and he said indifferently: "Why do you want to dig that tomb on the mountain?" The middle-aged man in blue was shocked when he heard this, how did this young man in green shirt know about such a private matter? Could it be that someone leaked the matter of digging Li Jingzhi's tomb?

Just when the middle-aged man in blue was secretly puzzled, the short and swarthy old man said in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? We are just going up to the mountains to hunt, Your Excellency doesn't want to spew blood, I won't do such bad things that are offensive to customs, these ghost-headed king bees can be raised by Your Excellency?"

As soon as the short and fat old man finished speaking, he suddenly heard two crisp snapping sounds, and immediately he felt that his face was hotly swollen and painful. The middle-aged man in blue and the young man in five short were shocked when they saw this, and the two of them didn't see how the young man in green shirt made a move, so they saw that the face of the short and fat old man was swollen, and in less than half a pillar of incense, the face of the short and fat old man was swollen into a pig's head.

The five short young men bowed their hands to Li Qingxuan slightly, and then asked in a low voice: "Is Your Excellency the son of the Li family? There may be a misunderstanding about today's matter, please listen to our explanation." Li Qingxuan frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "Who instructed you? You actually dig up a private grave without permission? If you tell the mastermind behind the scenes, this son will spare a day of dog's life!"

The middle-aged man in blue sneered and said gloomily: "Your Excellency has no evidence, just guessing on the basis of imagination, and saying that we are going to dig up Li Jingzhi's tomb, is it too ridiculous? I have killed and injured so many brothers today, I will not give up! Don't I believe that there is no royal law in Suzhou Mansion?" Li Qingxuan sneered when he heard this, and ignored the middle-aged man in blue.