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Chapter 21 Don't Cry Death God

"Sir, what would you like to order? We have fine yellow beef, pickled fish with spicy pickled vegetables, stir-fried river shrimp with chives..."
When Su Li took his seat, the waiter greeted him enthusiastically and told Su Li about the specialties here.
"I don't want anything to eat, but a bottle of wine."
Su Li took out a loaf of silver, which was the official silver of the Dali Dynasty. It was cast with exquisite flame patterns. The weight of the silver was five taels.
If we change the world, if such silver is used, it will definitely be charged with the crime of privately casting silver, but in this world, whoever has the power has the final say, and the martial arts supreme here is also an empty frame.
So when Su Li threw out these five taels of silver, the waiter in the shop not only had no intention of reporting it to the official, but actually looked extremely excited!
Five taels of silver!
This guest officer is too generous!
"Okay, sir, please take a seat! I will bring you some wine right away."
The waiter took the five taels of silver and was a little curious that this guest only ate wine and no food. However, it is normal for people in the world to behave strangely. Maybe this guest just wanted to drink.
He just had to do as he was told.
"As soon as you enter spiritual practice, and before you develop supernatural powers, you should avoid eating worldly food."
Su Li took out a piece of blood bodhi and chewed it slowly.
He really doesn't want to eat worldly food now, whether it's fine yellow beef or river shrimp. For a person like him who has the fifth level of physical body and divine power, eating them is a burden. After eating and digesting them, he will
The strength cannot be increased much at all.
So Su Li had no choice but to eat some Blood Bodhi to keep his physical body pure.
Some people in the martial arts community not far away were still talking, talking about some major events in the martial arts world today.
Generally speaking, in today's martial arts world, the world headed by Xiong Ba will continue to expand, posing a great threat to the various martial arts sects in today's martial arts world!
Those sects that are closer to Tianxiahui basically have only two options: to be destroyed or to surrender, while some sects that are further away from Tianxiahui and closer to Wushuang City choose to surrender to Wushuang City.
As a result, in today's world, Tianxiahui and Wushuang City are facing each other in the west and east.
How to break this dilemma, even veterans who have been in the world for many years can't figure it out!
Tianxiahui Xiongba, the ultimate master, and three major disciples, each mastering a unique skill, have made great contributions to the rise of Tianxiahui in recent years.
In Wushuang City, there is Dugu Wudi, who is also an extremely master, there is also the Wushuang Divine Sword, and there is also a great backer like the Sword Master.
"The current world of Jianghu is really becoming more and more incomprehensible the more I look at it. Who can win between Tianxiahui and Wushuang City?"
The old Jianghu sighed and took a bite of the food.
Then, he suddenly became silent.
Because in this inn, two people came in.
Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng.
There was also Duanlang who was helped over.
Fortunately for Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun's body always revealed the iceberg aura that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. Even when he looked over, the temperature of the entire inn seemed to have dropped a bit.
However, when he looked at Su Li who was drinking there, there was a slight fluctuation on his face.
But Nie Feng smiled a little: "Brother, we meet again."
"Um."
Su Li nodded and continued drinking.
Nie Feng then nodded and motioned to the waiter to help Duan Lang into the guest room with him.
As for Bu Jingyun, he still stood coldly.
"Bu Jingyun! Take your life!"
In the inn, accompanied by an angry voice, a young warrior obviously recognized Bu Jingyun. With a shout, he came over with a knife and chopped off Bu Jingyun's head.
"court death."
Bu Jingyun just clapped his hands, and the cloud-dispelling palm force came first, and the majestic palm force shot through the air in an instant, just one click.
The young warrior holding the sword was blasted away!
Bang!
Many tables and chairs were broken.
"Hateful, I can't... take revenge!"
The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, with a look of incomparable hatred in his eyes. He tilted his neck and died.
With just one move, the young man was killed in the palm of his hand.
The people in the inn, whether they were old or young, were all shocked.
Killing people with one palm, ferocious and cruel, he is indeed the god of death in the world.
"There seem to be many people who want to seek revenge from you? Your mortal enemies are everywhere. I just want to drink and watch you kill someone."
With a faint sigh, Su Li said.
In his hand was a jug of wine, which was good wine bought for five taels of silver.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue looked over.
They were all very surprised that someone could still be so calm and calm even after knowing that Bu Jingyun, the god of death who does not cry death, even took the initiative to talk to Bu Jingyun.
Bu Jingyun is a master who kills people without blinking an eye!
Lao Jianghu from before sighed in his heart, wondering which kid from another family came out to find Bu Jingyun to make a name for himself, but this kind of thing is very dangerous, because Bu Jingyun is known as the God of Death who will not cry death, and he will kill him.
The meaning is very serious.
He doesn't care what you think, if you get in his way, he will kill someone.
However, to everyone's surprise, Bu Jingyun did not get angry or take action immediately. He just looked at Su Li and said, "He was the one who took action first."
That's right, someone else made the first move this time.
Since someone else kills him first, he has no choice but to kill someone else.
Things in the arena are that simple, you kill me, I'll kill you.
The one who can rule the roost until the end is the best in the world.
As for why they kill each other, there are always various reasons.
For example, if the world expands, it will be stained with the blood of countless Jianghu sects.
As one of the three major disciples of Xiongba, Bu Jingyun had made great contributions to the expansion of the Tianxiahui, so naturally countless people died under his hands, and there were also many relatives of those who died.
Revenge has just begun.
"That's right. I hope today is a Christmas Eve."
Su Li took the wine, left his seat, and went to the guest room.
In the inn, everyone watched Su Li leave his seat, took the wine and went to the inn.
They looked at it and found that the God of Death did not even stop him.
And previously, Bu Jingyun, the god who doesn’t cry death, actually explained his motive for killing?
Who is this young man?
Is he also a martial arts master?
"I'm afraid he is really a martial arts master, and he should have fought against Bu Jingyun. Otherwise, the two of them would not have such a tone."
The old Jianghu looked at what happened in the field and speculated on many things.
A kind of surprise immediately emerged in my heart.
Bu Jingyun is already a master among the younger generation in the world, but now there is someone who can talk to Bu Jingyun like this, obviously he is also a master.
There are really more and more young masters in the arena.
Time makes people grow old.
But what did the young man mean when he said, "I hope tonight is Christmas Eve"?
Isn't it going to be peaceful tonight?
Chapter completed!
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