Chinese football is the Chinese Football Association!

Forget it, today is the Dragon Boat Festival, don't scold, let's have a good holiday!

Also, there is no doubt that some book lovers are really geniuses!

It seems that the plot of this book still needs to be improved. 【】

The saddest thing in the world is to disappoint the public, however, sometimes, no matter how disappointed the public is, it is just a casual scolding, out of the evil anger in the heart, such as Chinese football, of course, some of the disappointing public after the end is often very miserable, such as now, Qinghe Taoist, he has a premonition that something is wrong.

In fact, it was very smooth at the beginning, very smooth, from discovering this monster to launching his own men to capture the demon and then to capture him and send him back to Xinyang City, all of this went very smoothly, and the smoothest thing was to kill the demon on the guillotine, because considering the magic power shown by this monster, in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, he personally took out the long-cherished magic weapon that was given by the Emperor Qinghua of the East Pole, the Solo Knife.

This knife solves the problem, but at the same time, it also brings out the problem.

The head of the monster was cut off and landed on the demon slaying platform, and the body tied to the pillar of the guillotine slowly softened, showing signs of having completely lost its life.

Then, the problem happened.

You know, all along, killing monsters is not the biggest attraction on this demon platform, there are two biggest attractions, for the general public who are watching, it is the moment when this monster loses its vitality and turns into its original form, many times, they will bet on what the monster that was killed is changed from something, and some large gambling houses in the city have even opened a handicap for this.

And for their Yuantong faction, the biggest attraction is the monster's Yuanshen and Neidan.

Only now, no one sees.

The disciples who stood on the edge of the demon slaying platform to collect the Yuan Shen looked puzzled, because after Qinghe went down with this knife, it seemed that it was not a living thing, but a dead thing, and there was no trace of the soul of the Yuan Shen at all, and in the same way, the onlookers below also began to whisper, because in their eyes, after this knife went down, this monster did not have any changes, they did not have the ability to see things like the soul of the Yuan Shen, after this knife was cut down, it was no different from the Jiang Yang thief they used to kill at the entrance of the vegetable market。

The blood is spurting out, the head is hanging down, the stimulation is exciting, and the enjoyment is enjoyable, but it is just watching "The King of Kung Fu", Jackie Chan and Jet Li are enjoying themselves, Liu Yifei is beautiful, but I always feel that something is missing, put it over there, it is the script that is too inferior, and it is played for the sake of fighting, and it is placed here, but it is one step missing from this scene, an extremely important step, and it is also the step that others are most interested in.

"Why hasn't this monster changed into its original form yet......!"

"yes, it's no different from killing someone............!"

"Tell me, tell me, is this monster a vixen?!"

The whispering voice gradually rose, but it was only suspicious in the heart, and few people thought about that aspect, that extreme aspect.

At this moment, a heart-rending voice sounded from outside the crowd.

"Son...... My son......!"

The sound was loud and strange, and everyone could hear it clearly, as if it were ringing in their ears.

An old woman, about forty or fifty years old, wearing a blue cloth coat embroidered with lace, was squeezing into the crowd, squeezing desperately, squeezing and shouting.

There were sharp-eyed people in the crowd who recognized the old woman at a glance.

"Hey, isn't this Aunt Lin who sells fruits on the side of the melon and jujube street? What's wrong with her......!"

........................ "Son, my son-!!" Aunt Lin still struggled to squeeze in, and her mouth made a poignant and tragic sound, which seemed to be very infectious, and some of the soft-hearted people in the crowd had been numb by her shouting, and their eyes were sour.

"You Taoist priest who kills a thousand knives, ......!"

Finally, this Aunt Lin squeezed into the crowd and rushed to the edge of the demon slaying platform, but the shouting in her mouth also changed, whether it was the soldiers or the Taoist priests on the side of the demon slaying platform, at this moment, she seemed to be stunned by this sudden change, and she didn't have time to react, so she let the Lin lady rush to the demon slaying platform.

Shouting in her mouth, Aunt Lin rushed to the guillotine on the demon slaying platform, rushed to the head, held the head up, and the cry suddenly became louder, as if the sky had fallen down.

"My son, my poor son, you just went like this, how can you let me live as a lonely old woman......" she cried out loudly while holding her head, and in the audience, some of the more clever people seemed to realize what was happening, and their faces became strange.

"Could it be that this person is ......!"

The human imagination is always rich, so rich that it is staggering, and one thing is not thought of at the beginning, but as soon as someone mentions it, the things that follow suddenly become clear.

"Did the old fairy kill the wrong person?!"

"The old fairy killed Aunt Lin's son, not a monster?!"

"Yes, Aunt Lin has a son, I used to buy fruit when I saw it, very beautiful, very well-behaved-!"

"Go go, you know a fart, my family lives at the back of Aunt Lin's house, I've seen her son, and this monster looks exactly the same, it's just that the clothes are different!"

"Yes, I remembered, isn't this young man the son of Aunt Lin, how could he be killed as a monster?"

"Blame me, blame me, why didn't I recognize it just now, alas, I said how to look familiar!" someone patted his thigh and sighed to blame himself.

.................................... The voice gradually grew louder, and all the discussion revolved around a focal point...... It seems that this Qinghe Taoist really killed the wrong person.

Sometimes, people's imagination is actually very easy to guide.

Otherwise, how could the phrase grasping the barrel of a gun with one hand and the barrel of a pen with the other become a classic?

The guidance of public opinion must correctly grasp this point, and then seize the initiative.

"You Taoist priest who kills a thousand knives!!" Aunt Lin finally stood up from the ground, put the head and the body that had fallen softly on the stage together, and then, crazy, indeed, at this time, Aunt Lin was a tigress who went crazy, and grabbed the Taoist robe of Qinghe Daoren, "You Taoist priest who killed a thousand knives, my son has no grudge against you, why are you so vicious......!"

"You left him without even a whole corpse......!"

"My son......!"

........................ Cry and sing!

It's a traditional show and trick.

Aunt Lin is very skilled in using it.

At this time, there was a bang in the brains of Qinghe Daoren, and it exploded.

I don't know what to do.

When the old woman squeezed in from the crowd and squeezed onto the demon slaying platform, his mind exploded, and he vaguely guessed what would happen, but he couldn't believe it, because this kind of thing would never happen.

The monster in front of him was caught by him personally, not only himself, but also four gods with heavenly strength were dispatched to defeat him and ban him, it can be said that this monster is the strongest monster he has ever encountered.

And this escort is also in my eyes, and there is nothing abnormal in the slightest.

But how could he kill the wrong one?

No, absolutely not!

Then, there is only one explanation, he was calculated, and he was calculated miserably.

It's just that he is not a person who sits still, he still has some means, but just when he wanted to act, he was shocked to find that he couldn't move, not even a little finger, let alone take the action he wanted.

Something is wrong!

Qinghe Daoren's heart suddenly became empty, and it was very empty, as if hanging on a cliff!

Then, Aunt Lin rushed up and grabbed his sleeve, and then there was a burst of beating, this Aunt Lin's strength was not great, but her claws were very sharp, and soon, his face was full of scars, and at this time, Mo Xuan's ruthlessness was revealed.

Qinghe Daoren suddenly found that he could move!

It's just that he can't be as flexible and fast as usual, and his mana is extraordinary, but he can only use a little strength, that strength is much smaller than ordinary people, and the action is also a beat slower, but he is being torn apart at this time, and the instinct is to resist and break free, but the action and power are forbidden by a mysterious force, so although he works hard, the effect is not great, not only did he not break free, on the contrary, in the eyes of others, it was very Aunt Lin scuffled together.

A high-ranking national teacher, a living immortal in the world, a master whom the king has to worship in front of him, a figure who slays demons and destroys demons like cutting side dishes, just like that, scuffles with a woman in the market, this is a collision of two extremes, this is a war of contradictory combinations, this is the best conversation after dinner, I believe that everyone present will be proud to witness such a battle, at this moment, they are not watching alone, but on behalf of the people of the entire Houxia country are watching, at this moment, the soul of the god of gossip is possessed, all the people are staring, looking at everything in front of them, their eyes are full of amazement。

It can be seen from the red face of the national teacher that the national teacher has tried his best and tried his best, but he still can't get rid of the entanglement of this woman, so he is very depressed and wants to die headlong, but this Aunt Lin may be because of the pain of losing her child, the adrenaline surges, and the strength does not know how many times higher than usual, a pair of dexterous hands not only left countless memorials on the face of Qinghe Daoren, but also tore a few holes in Qinghe Daoren's precious Taoist robe.

"Shhhh

But everything comes at a price!

The luxurious robe finally couldn't bear the ravages of Aunt Lin, starting from the chest and ending at the waist, the entire placket was torn off, and it was not only the outer layer of the robe that was torn off, but also the layer of white underwear lined inside the robe.

Revealing the white and tender, incomparably smooth skin that has been maintained for more than 100 years, as well as a belly pocket!

A red one, embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and a poem inscribed on the side.

A word that seems very ambiguous!

"Four machines, the mandarin duck weaving wants to fly double, the poor old man is white first, the spring waves are green, the cold is deep, and the red clothes are relatively bathed!"

All of a sudden, everyone present seemed to have become clairvoyants, no matter how far apart, no matter how small the words on the red belly pocket, these prerequisites seemed to be ignored, and this ambiguous poem was extremely clearly reflected in the eyes of the onlookers, in their minds, of course, in addition to this poem, there was also a name after the word.

The strokes are very delicate, and at a glance you know that this is from a woman's hand, and she is also a talented woman.

Of course, she is a talented woman, not only a talented woman, but also the first talented woman in the Later Xia Kingdom, because the name says, Zhang Ying!

Who is Zhang Ying?

The first talented woman in the Later Xia Kingdom is famous all over the country.

Of course, this Zhang Ying also has another identity, the graceful concubine of the Hou Xia Kingdom, the emperor's woman, and the emperor's favorite concubine, this year just gave birth to a little prince for the British king of the Hou Xia Kingdom, as soon as the little prince was born, he was accepted as a disciple by the national teacher, the old fairy Qinghe, and closed the disciple, which is a treatment that no other prince has enjoyed.

The most favored concubine, the most powerful national teacher, with this pair of insurance, obviously, the little prince himself has become the most likely person to become the prince.

Now, the red belly pocket embroidered with the name of the most favored concubine has become the underwear of the most powerful national teacher.

Moreover, near that belly pocket, Qinghe Guoshi's white and tender, seemingly smooth body, there seem to be a few kiss marks and a fine tooth mark!

Introduce one, introduce one!

It's cold, it's completely cold!

And Na Qing and Daoren also stayed on the demon slaying platform, looking at their bodies a little stunned, mainly looking at the belly pocket that appeared on their bodies without knowing when.

In my head, there was a blank slate.

It's like a blank sheet of paper, nothing.

The voice, after an awkward and strange silence, burst into an uproar.

Indeed, it was time for the hustle and bustle, and what could be more sensational than what they were seeing now, and what could be more exciting?

Okay, I admit that I imagine the surname of the person is more gloomy, but the fact is that none of the people present were angry because their king's woman was slept with by this Taoist priest, and not many were angry because the Taoist priest accidentally killed an ordinary person, but the most was excited because of the belly pocket on this Taoist priest, this excitement, this excitement, is innate, innate, unstoppable, and of course, it is also the destruction of the surname.

Not only the ordinary onlookers, but also the group of soldiers, and even the Taoist priests, they also experienced the same feeling as Qinghe just now, they couldn't move, they were all forbidden by a mysterious force, but they could still see, hear, think, and the scene that happened on the demon slaying platform was all clearly presented in their eyes.

And like ordinary people, their thoughts, their understandings, are all the same as ordinary people.

People's surnames, not to mention the same as ink, but most of them are also gray and gray, you give them a little beard, they can think of bin Laden.

What happened next is not what Mo Xuan should care about, and in fact, the same thing is happening in every corner of Beiju Luzhou, as long as the same thing happens to the sect that learns the Yuantong faction, which is fond of killing demons in public, what can't be done is that it is not Aunt Lin who comes to the stage to make trouble, but Uncle Li and Daddy Sun.

Almost overnight, the reputation of the cultivators in Beiju Luzhou plummeted, and the connections and beliefs that had been operating for hundreds of years, or even more than a thousand years, were destroyed in one fell swoop.

Since then, when it comes to cultivators and cultivators, most of the human beings in Beiju Luzhou are contemptuous, cultivators, and since then, they have become synonymous with liars, annihilation, and perverts in Beiju Luzhou.

Of course, there are also people who find that something is wrong, smart people, as the saying goes, rumors stop at the wise.

But the difference in numbers between the wise and the foolish is huge.

The truth is indeed in the hands of a few, but most of these few are characters who are tied to the stake and burned to death!

It's all over!

...................................................... "Good boy, good means......!"

For thirty-three days there was not a cloud at all.

Yuan Shi Tianzun, standing outside the Miluo Palace, just looked at the void in front of him, with a faint smile on his face.

"This method, simple, effective, unexpected, just overnight, it subverted the entire Beiju Luzhou, I have not seen such a method for a long time, hehe!"

"You've lost!" The joking voice sounded behind him, the red Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and the handsome already somewhat evil face was full of happy looks, "It turns out that you also have a time to plant!"

"It's too early to say planting!" Yuan Shi Tianzun smiled and turned around, "I just lost the first move, junior brother, your temper is going to change, don't judge the hero by momentary gains and losses!"

"Yes, it's true that you can't judge heroes by temporary gains and losses, otherwise, wouldn't I have become a bear, hehe!" The Tongtian Sect Master laughed more and more happily, "It's just that it's the first time I saw you being calculated by others, and I'm just happy, hahaha, I'm so happy, this person is even calculated!"

When the Tongtian Sect Master said this, this Yuan Shi Tianzun's face was also a little unbearable.

"Indeed, I admit that this time I was calculated, but, junior brother, you have been calculated by me several times and have not remembered your surname for a long time, shouldn't you also reflect on it?!"

"Fuck you!" Tongtian scolded in a low voice, and his body turned into a red rainbow, cutting through the sky, not giving Yuan Shi Tianzun a chance to react at all.

Rao is the first Tianzun is a saint who is a Taoist, and he was also scolded by him a little discolored, but the smile on his face was gone, but after a while, his face returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, he has always taken Tongtian such a scoundrel saint without any way, think back then, after the victory of the gods, he didn't know how many times he was scolded by Tongtian in person, sometimes he was scolded in anger, and wanted to do it, but this Tongtian was like a ghost, and he didn't give him a chance to do it at all。

Today, it's just that I saw that I missed it, so I ran here to laugh at myself, I was just happy, if I was worried about him, I would be angry with myself for no reason, then it wasn't worth it, so it's better to look away.

"Teacher!"

A quiet voice sounded behind him, and without looking back, he knew who was coming.

If such a big thing happened in the world, if he didn't give himself an explanation, he wouldn't be able to say it, but his explanation didn't make any sense.

"How?!"

"I've checked, within the Three Realms, there has never been such a number one person as the Milky Way!"

"Never showed up?!"

"Yes, never!" Taiyi Zhenren said, "I have even checked Yan Jun's life and death book three times, and I have never seen this galaxy, or a similar character!"

"Another guy who came out of nowhere?" said Yuan Shi Tianzun with some amusement.

"No, the disciple suspects a person!"

"Tell me about it!"

"Mountain Monarch Mo Xuan!"

"Reason!"

"Judging from the situation we know now, this Mountain Monarch Mo Xuan needs to revitalize the Demon Clan within five thousand years, which is somewhat contradictory to what Shizun is about to do, and from his activities some time ago, it can be seen that he wants to destroy Shizun's plan, but he didn't expect ......!"

"I just didn't expect him to make a sudden move, didn't he!"

"Yes!" Taiyi Zhenren, Emperor Qinghua of the East Pole moved slightly, "This matter, the disciple will deal with it!"

"You can't handle it!" Yuan Shi Tianzun said, "It's different now, this Mo Xuan is not that Shiji, nor is he the third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, he has now become one of the thirty-six divine generals, there is no definite evidence, even I can't move him casually, even with evidence, can I still kill him?!"

"The disciple understands that it is up to the owner to beat the dog!"

"Yes, it also depends on the owner to beat the dog!" Yuan Shi Tianzun finally laughed, "This description is appropriate, it's just that this dog is not Erlang God's roaring dog, and besides, you don't need to bother to find any evidence!"

"What does Shizun mean ......!"

Yuan Shi Tianzun glanced at him helplessly, "Mo Xuan's cultivation is from the fire Xuangong, and he has obtained the power of the Golden Crow, and has cultivated into a three-legged Golden Crow clone, among the Three Realms, when it comes to playing with fire, he is not called the first, and no one dares to call the second one, but what about the Milky Way that suddenly appeared?

"It's not impossible for a person to practice two extreme exercises at the same time......" Taiyi said.

"Yes, isn't it impossible, and it's very likely, as long as there is an incarnation, it's okay, but, it may not be a meal, this old sect is not a heavenly court, accusing a sub-god will require evidence, conclusive evidence, not relying on some illusory possibility, if it is possible, I can tell you very clearly now, that Mo Xuan has an incarnation, a hole card that he has been hiding, this incarnation is the cold mantle, the desolate beast that has been extinct for countless years!" Yuan Shi Tianzun's voice suddenly became stern, "I may be sure, but can I say that, even if I say so, does anyone believe it?"

"The disciple knows that he is wrong, the disciple ......!"

"You don't need to spend manpower, material resources and time to find any evidence, with his surname and style of acting, since he dares to do this, he is not afraid that we will find evidence, in other words, he will not let us seize the handle, so, you don't need to waste your energy!"

"This-!" Taiyi Zhenren hesitated, but after all, he didn't dare to deny Yuan Shi Tianzun's judgment, "Then, please also ask the master to teach!"

Yuan Shi Tianzun was silent for a while, "Don't be blinded by his actions, our purpose is not to compete with him, but the incense in the world, as for how to do it, you can grasp it yourself!"

"Yes!" Taiyi Zhenren said in a low voice, "The disciple will try his best to deal with it!"

"Hmm!" Yuan Shi Tianzun nodded, "Also, about the matter of the sub-god general, ......!"

Taiyi Zhen's body shook slightly, his eyes moved up, and he looked at Yuan Shi Tianzun, as if he was looking forward to something.

"Next time, there will be a chance, this time the two vacated places were topped by Mo Xuan and Sun Wukong, this is what I didn't expect before, I thought that there would only be one Sun Wukong, after all, he is a disciple of Su Bodhi, but I didn't expect this Mo Xuan to end up with a horizontal shot, so, you can only wait for the quota of the second god general to become vacant again......" Speaking of this, Yuan Shi Tianzun paused, "Next time, there will be your name on the list of second god generals!"

"Disciple, thank you Master!" Taiyi Zhenren said respectfully, and then, the figure disappeared.

...... "You talk like this, but it's a little unauthentic, what, you want to provoke him to kill Mo Xuan?" I don't know when, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly appeared.

"He won't!" said Yuan Shi Tianzun with a smile. He won't do such a stupid thing, I just want him to be more active, Mo Xuan robbed him of the position he has always dreamed of, he is uncomfortable for sure, in this way, when dealing with Mo Xuan, he will naturally be more positive, my apprentice, I used to be the most capable of killing, but now, especially after becoming the Emperor of Heaven, I will lose the killing surname of the year, that positive, if it weren't for this, this time the position of the god general, no matter what, he Mo Xuan!"

"Are you really sure that Mo Xuan did this, if it wasn't him?"

"Within the Three Realms, I can't think of anyone other than him, and, even if it's not him, it's a good choice to let him be the whetstone of my disciple, and, do you really think that I need incense in the world for this catastrophe?"

"Only God knows!" Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile, "However, I do know who stole my fruit back then!"

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