Chapter 3 Xu Tu Sheng'an

"Heh, it's just a bit of a capable scumbag. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Let me see how strong your swordsmanship is at slaying immortals."

Linggu was vigilant, she knew what this senior had done, and it was not uncommon for the enemy to be strong and I was weak, and Linggu had never been afraid of words in her dictionary, but she was dead.

Li Muyang's body injuries have not healed yet, in this case, Linggu can't slash the enemy, she can completely die and apologize, and she doesn't want to impose all the superimposed points on force at all.

"You're smart, but you made a mistake" Li Muyang stood behind Linggu with a knife.

Linggu fell to the ground and couldn't move, her eyes blinking, and she didn't know when she was attacked.

"Since you know that you are blocking me in Xiaoyao Valley, you don't know that Xiaoyao Valley is my home field, how many peach trees are there, and how many peaches are mixed in with peach trees?"

Linggu understood, it was rumored that the good use of the Qimen Formation turned out to be true, the Peach Blossom Illusion Formation, so it was.

"Are you thinking, I killed you with one sword, can you make a comeback? Sieve wants to make up for it, since you are here, don't leave, Gu worms are a good thing, have you heard of Golden Silkworm Gu?"

Li Muyang put the little insect into Linggu's mouth to help her swallow it, took Xiao Kongyin, and lifted Linggu's acupuncture points, "Be obedient, I won't do anything to you"

Linggu is not stupid to survive until now, cunning rabbit three holes, she knows that these tried to make a sword again, except for destroying countless peach trees and accidentally injuring Pan Jinlian, she did not hurt Li Muyang a single hair.

"Dying is useless"

Linggu ignored his cynicism, she was also ruthless, and wiped her sword on her neck and died.

"It's so ruthless to yourself" Li Muyang was embarrassed, he didn't want to kill anyone, but now the original plan was all disrupted.

There was no way, Li Muyang resigned himself to cleaning up the mess.

Above Xiaoyao Valley is Sheng'an Gate, the timeline is still long, and it doesn't hurt to draw it slowly, where is the entry point?

The disciple cultivates asceticly, meets a good teacher, has a sudden adventure, and then reports to the master and is reviving the martial arts?

Or enter as a guest and eat with a boiled frog in warm water?

In addition, you can kill the boss and replace him.

This idea is good, Li Muyang decided to imprison the head of Sheng'anmen.

Before that, he had to sleep beautifully in the Valley of Freedom.

The happiest thing in life is to sleep until you wake up naturally, count the money until your hands cramp.

These two things are like breathing air to Li Muyang, and he is easy to slack off in his own affairs, and he doesn't know what else he can play besides going against that person.

Sleep? Sleep indefinitely? So what's the difference between him and dead?

After more abilities, there are more choices, and there are more times when you are at a loss, or the happiness of a rookie who doesn't know anything, as long as you do your role play without any scruples.

Even so, if Li Muyang is allowed to choose again, he will still take this path, sobriety is more painful than ignorance, but when he is sober, all choices are made by himself.

The weak have no human rights, and perhaps the lucky ignorant can be very happy, but aren't they like puppets being manipulated?

Protests are ineffective, saying that the minority obeys the majority, and in fact the decision-making power has always been in the hands of the minority.

Just because the truth is often in the hands of a few, everything in the world has two sides, there are advantages and disadvantages, and blessings and disasters always depend on each other.

Li Muyang climbed up from Xiaoyao Valley and met a pair of wild mandarin ducks, stunned and hypnotized.

"Zou Mingxuan, where is the head at this time?"

"Underground Palace Retreat and Martial Arts"

"Take Me There"

"I don't know where the dungeon is"

"Who knows?"

"Only the boss himself knows"

"Forget it, you're sleepy and want to sleep"

"Well, I'm sleepy," Zou Mingxuan fell to the ground, next to his intended person.

Li Muyang frowned, only the head of the underground palace knows about it, so it will not work to find the head of the house and replace him.

"Who?"

Li Muyang stared at the eight-foot man who suddenly broke into his line of sight and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Chang Yuan of the Law Hall, and I'm here to arrest the disciples who have broken the rules on the orders of the master, come with me!"

Li Muyang's eyes rolled and begged for mercy: "I'm the one who controls the wind, or maybe you're not seeing me, senior brother?"

"That's not good, there are continent rules and mountain laws, there are no rules and no circles, the left and right are just thirty zhang whips plus detention in a small black house for a month, you say you are the wind?"

"No, no, I'm not giving Senior Brother Zou the wind"

"Heh, you still say no, follow me honestly" Chang Yuan took out a rope from behind his waist and tied the person up.

Chang Yuan walked inside, and after seeing Zou Mingxuan, he asked Li Muyang, "You are a new disciple, right?"

"Hmm, how do you know?"

"Oh, let's go"

Li Muyang asked puzzledly, "Senior Brother Zou also violated the door rules, why didn't you arrest him?"

Chang Yuan gave Li Muyang an idiot look and asked him back, "Will you hang your son up and beat him?" Only new disciples will be pitted by Zou Mingxuan."

"Huh?" Li Muyang made an expression of disbelief and heartbreak.

Chang Yuan gloated and patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, after our Law Hall meets Zou Mingxuan, the relevant personnel will walk away, and the punishment will be halved, remember not to follow him in the future."

Li Muyang lowered his head, "Well, I know"

Chang Yuan took Li Muyang to the Law Hall, "Uncle Nan, you were cheated by Zou Mingxuan again, you can see the meaning of the punishment."

Li Muyang saw an old man in his old age walking out with a limp, his eyes cloudy, and his voice hoarse, "Is that him?"

"Hmm"

"Okay, I see, you go"

Chang Yuan ran away in a smoke, and the posture was like a wolf chasing after him to eat him.

"You went to the Forbidden Land?"

"I didn't know it was forbidden land"

"Didn't you say anything after you entered the mountain gate?"

Li Muyang said a more bullshitty reason, "I fell asleep and didn't hear it"

"Heh, come in and take a look" Uncle Nan pinched Li Muyang's pipa bone with his dragon claw hand.

For the sake of his own big plan, Li Muyang pursued a big plan if he couldn't bear it, and he endured it.

Li Muyang was tied into a twist and thrown on the ground, and his whip was dipped in chili pepper water and hit him thirty-three times.

Li Muyang scolded Chang Yuan in his heart that it was not worth any money, he couldn't bear it anymore, and broke the rope, "Old bastard, it's very enjoyable to beat me?"

"Hehe, the disciples of Sheng'anmen have grown up, and they know that they have fought back?"

Uncle Nan's leg is disabled, and he doesn't stop him from making a ruthless shot, ten fingers into claws, and claws and claws are poisonous.

"Very good, you me off" Li Muyang clenched his fists to fight the cattle across the mountain, and Uncle Nan flew out upside down.

"Ahem, you're not from Sheng'anmen, who are you?"

"Heh, Uncle Nan, right? Why are you so clear?

"What kind of exercise is this?" Uncle Nan's eyes were clearly extinguished.

"Fighting cattle across the mountains, internal strength raiding, how?"

"Ahem, but that's it" Uncle Nan staggered up from the ground and "fought again"

Li Muyang casually pulled out a wooden stick, which was probably also used to punish the disciples who made mistakes, "You are not qualified enough, look at it, I will teach you the method of beating the dog stick"

Li Muyang swept the ground with a wooden stick in his hand, attacked the lower plate, stumbled the enemy's legs and feet, one stumbled, and the second stumbled continuously, endlessly, and the enemy was not allowed to have the slightest chance to breathe.

Uncle Nan was like being entangled in countless branches, and it was difficult to get out, and finally Uncle Nan tripped and beat the water dog.