Chapter 97: Immortals?
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Just when a few people downstairs were about to lose their hold, Ji Shijiu walked out of the private room in a leisurely manner. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Obviously eight points drunk, his face was red, his eyes were drunk, he raised his hand and waved away the little two who were smiling all over his face, and stumbled out of the door.
A few people squeezed their eyebrows and smiled at each other, and they didn't see their accounts, so they came out directly, Xiao Er pretended not to see that he went to the back kitchen, and the cashier shopkeeper shook his head helplessly and continued to bow his head and pull up the abacus.
The white clothes were fluttering, Ji Nineteen walked crookedly on the street with a smell of wine, suddenly burped a wine, leaned over and staggered away to the left side of the alley.
A few people behind him also turned in, and they entered the deep alley for a few feet, and a few people were wondering, how could the boss, a drunk living person, say that he would disappear if he didn't see it.
A magnetic male voice came from behind him suddenly: "Are a few heroes looking for you?"
A few people turned their heads suddenly, only to see that the white-clothed boy was standing in the middle of the alley when he came, looking at him and the others with a smile, and there was still a little drunk.
It's all old rivers and lakes, and there is a hint of unusualness, the sword is out of the sheath, and several people are slowly approaching it, their steps are heavy, and their heartbeats are thumping faster for no reason.
The corners of Ji Shijiu's mouth curled, and he stretched out his left index finger and shook it gently.
Just this subtle action, the frightened few people almost peed their pants, not because the other party had any magic power, but launched a formation, and the surroundings fell silent in an instant, and the needle drop could be heard, and there was no sound on the noisy street just now, and there was an inexplicable pressure emerging from the air, and the oppressed few people's heartbeat accelerated again, their breathing was short, cold sweat broke out, and their hands holding swords began to tremble.
Although a few people who are used to killing people and overstepping goods feel strange, they still slash at the man in white or raise their swords after the big man with a beard on his face roars, or raise his sword and stab.
It's just that before he got close to the man in white, he was blocked by an invisible wall of qi, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't make an inch.
What's worse is that the white-clothed man's outstretched index finger hooked, and a wall of qi appeared out of thin air behind several people and pushed towards several people, and the first few people were unaware, and when the qi wall advanced to the last person, this person couldn't stabilize his body and rushed forward directly.
This pounce almost caused his flat steel sword to pierce the vest of the man in front of him, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough, and the hand holding the sword deflected a few inches to the right, just letting the body of the person in front of him pass under his armpit.
The abrupt tip of the sword appeared in front of the bearded man, making him frightened and inexplicable, and scolded: "Li Gouzi, are you blind?" and then turned his head and glared.
"Old... Top dog.... No... Oh no...."Li Gouzi, who was already panicked, couldn't speak well.
"What are you doing?" the big man turned sideways, let go of Li Gouzi's sword, and then used his left hand knife to pick up the tip of the sword and let it point at the wall.
"Boss, someone pushed me from behind. Li Gouzi finally stopped stammering, and told the reason neatly.
"Fart..."Dahan was about to slap Li Gouzi angrily, but at this time, the air wall behind the alley pushed Li Gouzi again, making him involuntarily crash into Dahan, invisibly allowing him to avoid this slap.
The big man thought he was deliberately dodging, and slapped it out again, this time it was terrible, and the raised palm did not fall in response, but hit the squeezing qi wall halfway, and with a click, the wrist bone snapped in response.
Oops.......
Screaming out.
The rest of the people were already frightened, panicking in the screams of the bearded man, but fortunately, they usually cooperated tacitly, and did not call the sword to the others in the panic.
Here, they all pointed their swords at the wall or the ground as much as possible, but Ji Nineteen didn't want to let them go so easily, and with a hook of his index finger, the two air walls in front and back simply made a rattling sound and squeezed towards the center.
A few people felt inexplicable a moment ago, where did the sound come from, but the next moment they were squeezed together by two invisible qi walls.
"Ah, hero, spare your life. The little ones know ...... wrong."
"No, this is not a method that that chivalrous man can use, could it be the method of the mechanic? Or is it the method of those immortal cultivators who see the head and the end of the dragon? either way, they are characters that they can't afford to provoke. The bearded man was still a little quick-witted, and quickly thought of these two possibilities of his own hearsay.
Then he shouted: "Master Grandpa, Fairy Grandpa, the kid has offended a lot, please be merciful and let me wait." The boy is willing to be a cow and a horse to wait for your old man. ā
While shouting, he stared at Ji Nineteen tightly, his eyes showing prayer.
Ji Shijiu really wanted to take the lives of a few people now, without him, he dared to attack himself, isn't this looking for death. But listening to his words, there are still a lot of cultivators in this realm, otherwise how could these street gangsters say these words.
But from the conversation of the diners in the restaurant just now, I didn't hear any information from the immortal cultivators, so let them reveal what they knew first, and then make plans, so as not to look for a needle in a haystack.
It would be nice if there were ghosts lacking the soul-searching method, and it would be easier to kill the soul-searching method directly, but this method had to be combined with its exercises to be effective, and I couldn't learn it if I wanted to, and I don't know if there were similar spells in this world, anyway, the Seven Peerless Peak Library Pavilion and Bagua City didn't have it.
"Hmph, count you as acquaintances. Ji Nineteen's index finger swung and withdrew the position.
Several people had been squeezed together, and their bones were about to fall apart, and suddenly the two oppressive forces were gone, and they all lay on the ground softly.
The bearded man was still alert, adjusted his posture directly, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ji Shijiu again and again, and said: "Thank you for the grace of the immortal master not to kill." He still hadn't figured out whether this person was an immortal cultivator or a formation mage, so he had to use both vague titles, so as not to anger the other party and bring disaster.
The rest of the people usually follow the same example, although they don't know what the boss is talking about, they follow suit.
"Okay, get up and speak, this son has something to ask you. Ji Nineteen couldn't stand this kind of being bowed down by the living, so he immediately spoke.
"Thank you, Master Immortal, the little one obeys the order. The bearded man got up, peeked at Ji Nineteen's face, and then stood in place with his eyebrows lowered, and listened to him, and the rest of the people also got up and stood in a row.
At this time, the noisy sound of the street was heard again.
Ji Shijiu frowned and asked, "Do you know what immortal cultivation sects are around here?" He directly asked what he wanted to know, and he still had the intention of not sparing a few lives after asking, and he didn't want to bend around with them.
"Sure enough, it is a first-class immortal, but fortunately, Lao Tzu reacts quickly. The bearded man sneered, and hurriedly replied: "Back to the immortals, there is no immortal cultivation sect in the territory of Shunqing Mansion, but there is a great immortal cultivation sect on the Guibei Mountain eight hundred miles to the west, and the small one is also hearsay, and I don't know if it is accurate." As he spoke, this person secretly raised his eyes to observe Ji Nineteen's reaction.
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