Qi Feiyun misunderstood Cheng Ziming. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Actually, Cheng Ziming didn't really want to kill Shi Da and four people, but he had the intention to do an experiment to see if he could really kill these unlucky people. He was very suspicious that the arrangement in this world was destined to bring the eight spirit disciples together all the time.

If the sergeant really did something to Shi Da and the four of them, Cheng Ziming was fully confident that he would save them in time. Ever since he entered the small realm, he has been controlling himself not to consume the spiritual power in his body. Whether it was in the scorching desert or in the cold of the night, he was careful not to use his spiritual power storage.

Therefore, Cheng Ziming is the only immortal cultivator among the eight spirit disciples who still has spiritual power in his body. Not to mention the team of soldiers in Jinsha Country, even if the number of soldiers is more than ten times larger, Cheng Ziming can also cast spells in an instant.

The surprise in the girl's eyes was even heavier, and her voice suddenly raised an octave, and she said loudly: "You are obviously not a wishing god, why do you want to pretend to be?"

As if she was afraid that no one would believe her words, she turned her head to look at the kings of the two countries, and her eyes showed innocence and sincerity as much as she could, and said coquettishly: "This person is really not a wish-making god. Don't be fooled by him!"

The words of such an innocent and cute-looking little girl, blinking her innocent eyes and saying something that made people's hearts melt, how could they doubt the sincerity of her words?

With just one sentence, the King of Sands believed the little girl a little more.

King Bai Lang looked left and right, and finally clapped his hands and shouted, "Abbot's apprentice, bring it up!"

As soon as the king gave the order, two soldiers came up with a tightly bound monk.

The monk was not very old, about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing a monk's robe, his hair was scattered, and his face was bloodstained, and he looked a little embarrassed.

The soldier pulled the sock out of the monk's mouth, and the monk retched a few times and let out a long breath.

"Is this person a wishing god?" asked King Bailang, pointing at Cheng Ziming.

"He—" The monk said only one word, and then vomited again.

The soldiers of Bailang Kingdom went up and punched the monk, and the soldiers scolded: "The king asked, do you dare to be disrespectful?

"Your feet stink!" replied the monk with a sad face. Naturally, as soon as this sentence came out, it was exchanged for a heavy punch from the soldier.

King Bailang frowned and waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to retreat, he adjusted his expression, and asked as kindly as possible: "Little master, come and see, is he a wishing god?" To be honest, there is a reward!"

"How do I know if he's he?" the monk stopped vomiting, rolled his eyes and said, "I followed the master, at most, I just sat on a chair behind the screen for a while, drank tea, ate snacks, and listened to the holy maiden read, and I didn't have a chance to meet the wish-making deity at all!"

The monk said a word, and the king of Bailang and the king of Jinsha were discouraged together.

At this time, the girl suddenly said: "Since you have heard me read, you should always remember my voice." ”

The monk nodded embarrassedly: "Naturally, I remember the voice of the holy woman." At that time, I thought you were a beautiful woman, although I didn't know what you looked like, but I dreamed of it several times when I slept at night. I didn't expect you to be a little bit? Alas, I'm afraid I can't wait for you to grow up and marry a daughter-in-law. ”

The girl's face flushed, she didn't care about her shyness, and said resolutely: "Two kings, what I said is right. This person is by no means a wishing deity, and I, as a holy woman, will not lie. The abbot has just come and has already taken away the wish-making spirit!"

"Oops!" said King Sands, thumping his chest.

King Bai Lang's face also sank, and he hurriedly shouted, "Chase!" and then took the lead in running towards the side door of the dormitory.

King Sands hurried after him.

The soldiers of the two countries immediately followed their kings and hurried away.

When the general of Bailang Kingdom passed by Cheng Ziming's side, he suddenly stopped, he hesitated for a moment, and then ordered loudly: "These people are in the way, and they also pretend to be gods and saints, and they are arrested and taken away together!"

Suddenly, the sergeants of Bai Langguo drew their scimitars and surrounded them, showing malicious smiles one by one.

Qi Feiyun pulled out the spirit sword with a "swoop", and the cold light flashed, and the scimitars of the first row of sergeants were broken into two sections. Although Qi Feiyun has exhausted his spiritual power, the spiritual sword in his hand is too powerful, and the weapon against mortals is almost like chopping vegetables.

The corners of Cheng Ziming's eyes twitched, and he said in his heart: It is worthy of the famous spirit sword of the Guangxia Immortal Dynasty, and it is so fierce without the support of spiritual power. As the saying goes, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, you need a hard hammer to strike iron, a good horse needs a good saddle, and no matter how strong the mana of the immortal cultivator is, it also needs a powerful magic weapon to support. If I have another chance, I'll have to get a weapon to take advantage of.

Cheng Ziming didn't have good spirit swords and magic weapons, but except for the daggers hidden in his cuffs and boots, the rest of the magic weapons were all included in the storage space by him, so he couldn't take them out if he wanted to.

The general was about to walk away, but unexpectedly found a hard stubble. He turned around and smiled, "Yo hey! I didn't expect that there was a master hidden." No wonder he dared to pretend to be the bodyguard of the wishing god just now. I think this sword is good, come on, rush up, kill this kid and give the sword to the king, the king will definitely be rewarded!"

When Qi Feiyun heard the general mention the word "bodyguard", the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He was a disciple of the Great Immortal Cultivation Sect, a former foundation building monk, and a genius cultivation boy, but now he was regarded as the bodyguard of a qi refining little coffee like Cheng Ziming? The sergeant who rushed up was even more polite, he only waved his hand, and the sharp sword light flashed, and the soldiers who rushed up first all fell to the ground.

The general was anxious, he stared at Qi Feiyun angrily, his eyes seemed to be spewing fire, and he said angrily: "Look for death." ”

After speaking, he secretly took two steps back, and waved his hand violently: "Little ones, rush me!"

The soldiers of Bailang Country, you look at me, I look at you, none of them dare to move. Suddenly, a clever soldier, with a twist of his head, shouted: "Ah, the king has gone away, everyone go and protect the king!

After being reminded by this person, many people came to their senses, shouted the slogan of "protect the king" together, and retreated in the direction where the king of Bailang Kingdom had left.

Seeing this, the general also felt that he had found a step for himself. Since you can't afford to provoke it, then you just need to hide. But he just left, and he seemed a little unwilling.

"Burn them!" the general suddenly pushed the oil lamp beside him. This oil lamp is a statue of a young girl, carved from white jade, the girl stands gracefully, holding a white lotus flower in both hands, and in the lotus, is the lamp oil and burning wick.

The white jade statue was quite heavy, and under the fierce push of the general, it slammed on the ground with a "bang!" The girl's neck was torn open, and her pretty head rolled to the ground. The oil and the burning wick were sprinkled on the shelves, the oil stained the paper, and the flame burned.

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