Dead, just dead?!

The remaining three looked at Liu Xiachuan who was dying in a daze, and couldn't help but show a look of horror. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although Liu Xiachuan is too conceited, his kung fu is by no means bad, but he is such an acquired master, a genius swordsman vigorously promoted by the Bihai Sword Sect, he actually shattered his bones in two rounds and died at the hands of Yuan Ci.

'Looking at its breathing and tricks, it is still lingering the day after tomorrow, how to do it wantonly and break the divine sword. On Thursday, the sea saw that the situation was not good, and his heart began to retreat.

Staying in Qingshan is not worried about running out of firewood, and he doesn't believe that Yuanci alone can withstand six doors and several teams. After all, when manpower is poor, even if the martial artists in the early days of the day after tomorrow go up one by one, they will be able to grind him to death sooner or later.

Thursday Hai glanced at Liu Xiachuan's corpse, and the soles of his feet unconsciously moved back slightly.

Although the movements are cautious and small, how can they hide from Yuanci's discernment.

"Where are Zhou Zhutou going? ”

Being named and pointed out that little bit of caution, Thursday Hai's face turned red and he was naturally embarrassed to make any more moves, so he had to make a mistake in his heart and replied: "The bold thief, not only shielding the anti-thief, but also killing the martial arts rookie, is simply an unforgivable crime, only to kill the ear." Two fellow Daoists, today we will join forces to kill this fang regardless of faction, and when I return to the court, I will personally send someone to play the peak and ask for credit for the two and their sects. ”

Wen Ruyu was unmoved when she heard this, but Hui Jing was overjoyed when she heard this.

"Zhou Zhutou is wrong, it should be that after the two of you killed you, the little monk explained the situation to Xiangguo Temple, and asked for credit for the two and the sect where they were located. ”

"Ridiculous, this seat is the head of the six doors, and it is the court that leads it. If anyone dares to touch me, it will be a death to the officials of the imperial court, and it is not an exagger......ation to commit the following crimes, even the whole family and the whole family."

"Okay! What a person who killed the official of the imperial court! I don't know who committed the death of the Baihui County Order, and who concealed the situation in Jiangye Village, let go of the Qin criminals, did not report it, and was bold enough to intercept the officials' letters!"

Yuan Ci's eyebrows were raised, and a chilling murderous aura came to his face, causing him to take two steps back in fright.

The pale face became even weaker and helpless, and it was hard to imagine that this was a county catcher: "You...... What is the connection between what you said and this headcatcher, I advise you not to say anything. ”

"Yes, what if I have proof? like those letters. ”

Correspondence!

Thursday Hai had cold sweat on his forehead, and when he saw Wen Ruyu and Hui Jing not moving at all, he knew that it was already difficult to unite the two again.

Case......

glanced at Yuan Ci coldly, then broke the cauldron and let it go: "There is no excuse for the crime you want to add, who knows who stopped the letter in your hand." And the county magistrate hasn't shown up for many days, how did you know the news of his death, could it be ......?"

"Little monk Yuanci, don't talk more with this court eagle dog lackey, most of the things in this world can't be solved with your mouth, only the words spoken with your fist will be loud enough. ”

"You're pretty open-minded, you thief," said Thursday with a smile on his face.

"Of course I can see it, if it weren't for your single-minded planning of the old man's skills and deliberately causing the guards to be negligent, how could I escape here, how could I meet ......?"

"Shut up!" "In that case, I won't say more, there's no other way to hide, you and I killed these two together." ”

"Zhou Zhutou is still so anxious, the miscellaneous family still wants to watch a good show for a while. ”

As she spoke, Hui Jinglian moved lightly, looking like a little daughter, shy, wanting to refuse and welcome, and showing her charm with a smile.

"Wuxiang!" Hearing this name, Juejing was shocked, "It's you criminal!"

Hui Jing's eyelids blinked when she heard this, as if she could speak: "Master, don't you want to call the miscellaneous family like this, the miscellaneous family is just choosing trees to live on, how can you say that the miscellaneous family is a criminal." ”

Amitabha!

Juejing's face darkened, and a sense of powerlessness surged from his heart.

If it is said that the abstinence is the first rebel of the Wuliang Temple, then the Wuxiang can be ranked second.

This Wuxiang not only stole the secret book of Wuliang Temple, "Wuxiang Robbery Finger", to the demon witch, but also betrayed the teacher, performed the castration ceremony and joined the East Factory and became a eunuch.

'I didn't think it was him,'

For this person, Yuan Ci has also heard of it, fusing the essence of the martial arts of the three sects of Moluomen, Buddhism and Dongchang, but at the age of twenty, his cultivation has reached a half-step innate. Without the help of the system, Yuanci believes that he is not his opponent.

What's even more terrifying is that there is no cruelty to oneself, and even more ruthlessness to others. What defected to the Wuliang Temple and caught up with the Demon Luo Sect is nothing at all, and after saying "Wuxiang Robbery Finger" in the name of the Demon Gate, Wuxiang directly killed the demon girl, and was not moved at all.

Then he wielded a knife from the palace, endured severe pain and insults, joined the East Factory, and climbed to the position of the chief eunuch within a year.

Although they belong to the Ten Tigers of Beizhou like Liu Xiachuan, the two are not the same, and they are like mud.

"You stole the finger of my Wuliang Temple, sold your ancestors for glory, and joined a dirty and filthy place like Dongchang, you should be killed. The little monk Yuanci helped the old man kill him. ”

But Yuanci didn't seem to hear it, and stopped motionless.

Seeing this, Juejing was even more furious: "The old man has just passed on the gong to you, you are going to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors!"

"You'd better shut up for me, I'm receiving your favor, but I'm not selling my life to you, and I'm Yuanci the abbot of the Fayan Temple, and it's not your turn to yell at me. ”

"You're good!"

Although Yuanci was favored by Juejing, his psychology was very uncomfortable. Because he knew Juejing very well, a few months ago, when he was still abstaining from hatred, this person died at his hands, and then the Master Dharma Hall fell into the hands of the current first one.

Even if he didn't know why this Juejing had fallen to such a point, Yuan Ci wouldn't care too much. No matter how miserable this awakening is, can it still be worse than his own death!

"Although he is young, his temper is not small, I like you little monk," Wuxiang showed a bewitching smile, covered his mouth and said softly, "Since you don't like him either, it's better for me to do it for you and get rid of him." ”

After speaking, Wuxiang took half a step, half a step was not long, but Yuanci actually felt that this person was several feet closer to him.

"Shrink the ground into inches!"

Yuan Ci exclaimed at first, and then immediately recalled, no, this should be an illusion, and it is the same as the illusionist just now.

Could it be that the terrifying illusion of no one just now was not from the hands of one person, and this invisibility was also at work from it?

"Yes, these two people are former masters and apprentices, and they must know each other very well, and it is natural for them to borrow from each other. Even if this awakening escapes, I am afraid that there is no phase in it. ”

Looks like I still have to guard against some enlightenment.

Yuan Ci's expression was solemn, and his thoughts were turbulent for a while, and it was difficult to calm down.