readx;? A person put a hand on his shoulder, and a voice that couldn't hear joy and anger sounded behind him: "Why do you two people always follow me in Shushan?"

Without a sound, the two monks of the Hehuan Sect barely reacted, and the person was already in the hands of the person behind him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Mingjian real people actually appeared here!" Jia Jia was also a little surprised, but it was always a surprise that he could appear here.

With the cultivation of Mingjian Zhenren, it was really easy to get close to everyone when everyone was not aware of it, and at the same time, his appearance also had enough deterrent power to make everyone dare not make a big move.

Jia Jia retracted her hand, but Mingjian Zhenren is here, it is difficult to say whether she will find her tracking, and Zhong Bugui can vaguely detect her peeping, Mingjian Zhenren, she doesn't dare to bet. The plotter is too worried, and she would rather think a little more.

However, compared to her caution, the two monks of the Hehuan Sect had a big change in their faces, and the two important acupoints at the shoulder blades were in the hands of Mingjian Zhenren, how could they dare to say the word "no".

"Go back and tell the people on your head that you can just work for others, but you can't control the people in my Shushan. No matter how powerful that person is, when I can't become a vegetarian in the Shenzhou group?" Mingjian Zhenren looked impatient.

"But ......" estimated that the two monks of the Hehuan Sect did not want to stop there, and still wanted to struggle.

Mingjian Zhenren was expressionless, and slowly spit out a word: "Get out!"

This "roll" shocked not only the two monks of the Hehuan Sect, but also her Lianjia.

Sensing that her hands were clenched into fists, "he" sneered, "Good, hahaha, hahaha!"

After taking away the two monks of the Hehuan Sect, Mingjian Zhenren glanced at Wu Zeyun and Zhong Bugui, and said, "Let's go! Fortunately, I was alert, the Hehuan Sect itself was a mess, and I don't want to care about it, but if the hand stretches out too long and reaches the top of my Shu Mountain, I will have to weigh it." ”

"In the end, it is a monk in the dusty period, whether it is a real person in the Ming Jian Dynasty or a real person in the Transformation Dao, or a wonderful real person, even if the personality and temper are completely different, they are not fuel-efficient lamps. Jia Jia sighed.

It's just that this sigh is not over, and before the Mingjian real person left with Zhong Bugui and Wu Zeyun, he suddenly glanced over here for no reason: "Let's go!"

This "let's go" came so suddenly that Jia Jia was shocked by him again.

waited until he reacted, and then hurriedly followed. That "let's go" really seemed to be saying to her.

But probably because of this sound, Jia Jia's original vigilance and trembling disappeared mostly, and the whole person breathed a sigh of relief.

In the east of Pingzhou City, an ordinary alley, called Qisha Lane, lived seven families of monks. It is probably that the monks who built this alley back then had the ability to watch the wind and the water, and clumsily imitated the position of the Seven Evils of the Heavenly Palace to arrange these seven monks. Whether there is a shocking effect of the Seven Evils of the Heavenly Palace, no one here knows.

There was a sharp knock on the door of the seventh house, which had been closed closely.

Soon, someone came to open the door, and the moment they saw the three uninvited guests, they were only slightly stunned, not surprised, nor panicked, but just raised their hands and saluted everyone, and then made a "please" action.

Wu Zeyun looked at the man's face for a long time, but after all, it was just calm, and for some reason, he always felt a little tired and sighed.

led the three of them to the inner room, poured tea for the three of them in an orderly manner, and after they sat down, Wu Zeyun couldn't hold back anymore and asked, "Is it really you?"

The man looked at him and nodded, "Yes." ”、

There are no excuses, no words, only simple admissions.

"Why?" Wu Zeyun had a feeling that the anger in his heart could not attack, "Why don't you go back to Shushan, why are you outcast, why do you still ignore the ancestral teachings?"

"The grace of dripping water, the spring reciprocates, a word is out, and it is difficult to make a thousand gold. The man gave only sixteen words.

"What kind of kindness is that makes you want to do this, even ignoring your cultivation?"

"This is my own private matter, I don't need to go into details, in short, it's me who casts the spell, do you want to get this answer?" The man didn't argue, his face was as dead as ashes, "Wu Laosan doesn't have any objections, the patriarch doesn't have to intercede for me, but just report it back and report it." ”

When Wu Zeyun heard this, he laughed angrily: "Who wants to intercede for you? You have done such a thing, and you want me to cover it up for you and intercede for you?"

The man's eyes were not shocked: "Then why are the three of you who are the only ones who came today, and you didn't see Monk Kunlun come to the door to ask for the crime?"

His soft and hard attitude greatly angered Wu Zeyun, and he stepped forward and slapped him, this slap was just an instinctive reaction under Wu Zeyun's anger, not to mention the monk, it was an ordinary mortal who could easily dodge, but that person did not hide, and he received this slap firmly.

"Why didn't Brother Kunlun come to the door to ask for the guilt? It's just that I'm just covering it up for you. Wu Laosan, according to the seniority of the clan, oh I should call you the third uncle, but what you have done, I am afraid that you can't afford this third uncle of Wu Zeyun, not to mention the relationship between my Kunlun and Shushan Alliance. Let me ask you, if you say kindness, okay, let's calculate this so-called kindness. ”

It was full of Wu Zeyun's angry roar, Mingjian Zhenren and Zhong Bugui did not say a word from beginning to end, this matter is still a matter of the Wu family in the final analysis, even if they are both Shushan monks, they are separated by several layers of relationships.

The man's face was complicated: "Enbi is bigger, so I ......"

Before he finished speaking, he slapped Wu Zeyun again: "Who is impatient to care about your kindness, if you want to repay the favor, then we will calculate this kindness?"

"You owe that person a great kindness, what do you owe to the ancestors of my Wu family!" Wu Zeyun sneered, "Your cultivation, your background, and even the spells you used to harm people, which one was not given to you by the Wu family, without the Wu family, you are nothing? What kind of kindness is worth the grace of birth and cultivation? Do you think that everything that my Wu family has given you is what you deserve." You accept it calmly, but you never think about reciprocating?"

The man's face turned pale and he no longer pleaded.

"That Qi Xiu surnamed Zuo has the blood of my Wu family's ancestors on his hands, and how many of the exercises you have practiced since childhood are the results of your ancestors, but now, how do you repay it? Take what my ancestors gave you and work for the ancestors of my Wu family?"

Questioning one after another, the speaker was speechless.

Even Mingjian Zhenren, who had been silent, couldn't help buttoning the armrests of the table and chairs, and seemed to be thinking about Wu Zeyun's words.

Wu Zeyun seemed to be holding back a sigh of anger in his heart, but when he saw Wu Laosan's pale face, he was still a little unbearable, and he didn't say any more, just shook his head: "It's okay to repay the favor." But you must not harm others by repaying your kindness. ”

Spells are originally taken from the power of curses, or in popular ways, they are from the six arts of "harming people", but the patriarch of this generation of witches has something called conscience in his heart to measure the so-called spells. It's a paradox, but it's also an admirable thing.

In the chaotic world, Jia Jia silently watched all this happen, indifferent. The third witch is also an "acquaintance", on the first day of coming to Pingzhou City, the blood of the high-ranking monks was sprinkled on the streets, and when everyone was panicked, he appeared calmly. Although he was only a low-level monk, his response was better than that of many Jindan and Yuanying monks, and people had to pay attention to him.

Jia Jia didn't think about him at first because he was a low-level monk, and it was impossible to cast a spell on her according to common sense.

She had this question, and Mingjian Zhenren did not disappoint her, and suddenly spoke up when it was quiet: "What is the matter with your cultivation? Since you can attack the Tibetan God Cultivator, then it is impossible for your cultivation to be lower than that of the Tibetan God, but you are ......."

"I have been seriously injured, and my life is hanging by a thread. The man bowed his head and replied, "It was also at that time that I received great favor, and if it were not for him, I would have died long ago, and now my life has been taken for nothing, so I promised to repay the favor." ”

"I'm not interested in how you got hurt, and I'm not interested in repaying your kindness, but Wu Zeyun has a saying that is very good, it's okay to repay kindness, but if you repay it in a harmful way, it's terrible. Especially your way of harming others, it is not only you who harms yourself, but also the ancestors of your Wu family. After Mingjian Zhenren said this, he didn't say much, and waved his hand, "How to deal with you, I said I won't count, Wu Zeyun won't count, and Zhong Bugui who came over will not count, let's let her come out!"

This "come out" is clear to who it said, Jia Jia was stunned for a moment, and her mind turned around, and the person had come out of the chaotic world.

She appeared out of thin air, which really surprised everyone except Mingjian Zhenren, and Zhong Bugui was even more light: "It seems that my feeling is not wrong, there are indeed people following me and waiting." ”

Jia Jia smiled, and was about to speak, when she glanced out of the corner of her eye, but she caught a glimpse of Wu Laosan lying on the ground motionless, and couldn't help exclaiming: "It's not good!"

In this short moment of speaking, the witch Laosan actually broke his meridians and died: his body was already seriously injured, the original spirit was scattered, and coupled with the self-cutting of the meridians, even ten lives could not be saved.

Jia Jia suddenly gave birth to a deep sense of powerlessness, and apologized for his sin, which really made people feel like they didn't know what to do.

Before she could speak, she heard Mingjian Zhenren sneer: "Coward!" (To be continued.) )