The golden-robed Taoist said angrily: "Didn't you cut off those two chicken heads outside the city?"

The king didn't understand, Daji's delicate body trembled slightly, and her face turned white again.

Shi Ji said: "It's true that I cut it, but what does it have to do with fellow Daoists?"

The golden-robed Taoist grinds his teeth: "You use a golden knife?"

Shi Ji shook his head: "Killing chickens can use a knife, and inadvertently with a bit of golden knife intent." ”

The golden-robed Daoist's eyelids jumped, and he didn't dare to stare at Shi Ji anymore, but turned to the big dung pit of the King of Xu, who didn't pay for the lives of the dead!

Don't talk about him, even Nuwa Niangniang was so angry that day, and she never stepped on the king.

The saint endured it, not to mention him, except for using his eyes thousands of times, he really couldn't help it, this is called dry staring.

As for the king of Xu, the fist in his right hand is blurred with flesh and blood, and he doesn't dare to make rash moves with a knife in his left hand, and he doesn't think he can take advantage of people who can hurt people, not to mention that the existence of his son and teacher calls this person a friend, which shows that he is also an old monster.

The two confronted each other, making eye contact.

Shi Ji picked up all the black pieces on the chessboard one by one and returned them to the chess jar, turned his wrist, turned his hand and swept the remaining white pieces on the chessboard into the white chess jar, the chessboard was clean, Shi Ji got up, and the two of them shrank in the afterglow of the confrontation.

The golden-robed Taoist had studied Shi Ji, the murderous knife hanging above his head that could fall down and cut off his head at any time, because he knew it well, so he was afraid, not to mention that Shi Ji wanted to kill him in this city, it would take a little more effort than killing the chicken, and it was just a cow to slaughter!

He has no power to fight back except to be slaughtered.

If it weren't for Shi Ji's consistent words and never breaking his word, he would never dare to risk coming to his death.

As for the king of Xu, the chessboard is like a battlefield, how can the general of the defeated army be brave? Not to mention the ruthless torture and killing of one chaotic round after another, it is not an exaggeration to say that life is better than death.

I'm afraid that the king will never touch the chessboard again before the shadow disappears in his heart.

"Today is the day of the poor road to accept apprentices, isn't it okay for the two of you?"

The expressions of the two confronted changed slightly.

Shi Ji looked at the king and said, "If you don't give face to the poor road, you should also give the little apprentice of the poor road a face, right?"

Shi Ji turned to the golden robe again: "Is it feasible to give Chaoge City a face?"

The golden-robed Taoist retracted his gaze and said, "Poor Dao gives the piano master a face." ”

King Su also put down his knife and said to Shi Ji: "Di Xin is reckless. ”

Shi Ji pointed to the golden knife in the hand of the king and said, "The knife ......"

"This knife is very happy!"

Well, I'm not going to pay it back.

The face of the golden-robed Daoist was black again.

Shi Ji said: "Both of them are not lightly injured, let's go back to heal first." ”

"The knife?"

The golden-robed Taoist was in a hurry.

Shi Ji said: "The knife can't run away, it's yours after all, it's a big deal, wait a hundred more years!"

A hundred years from now?

The king's face darkened.

The golden-robed Daoist's face softened slightly.

The king snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves away.

A hundred years later, he also intends to take it away.

Daji owes herself and is busy keeping up.

The little one had fallen asleep while they were playing chess.

After the king left, Shi Ji said to the golden-robed Taoist: "The Daoist suffered a lot of Dao injuries, so Daoist friends should go and heal their injuries as soon as possible!"

The golden-robed Taoist looked at Shi Ji with a complicated expression and said, "I'm not going anywhere now." ”

"What do you mean?"

"I'm here to heal!"

"You want me to protect you from the Dharma?"

"Shouldn't you?"

Shi Ji said: "Some things are admitted, but there are some things you don't want to rely on the head of the poor road, today's things, ninety percent are in you, if you don't be decisive when you should be decisive, don't hesitate when you should hesitate, and snatch things from the hands of the king of people, do you really treat him as a mortal?"