The first thousand and forty-fifth chapters are dead
A long sword came out from the chest of Agui, who was confused and unable to guard against it. When his soul floated out, a fighting spirit suddenly surged out from the long sword and dragged the soul that had not yet regained consciousness.
Pulled into the long sword.
"Poof!" Xiang Que kicked Agui on the chest and kicked him out. When he turned his back, a ray of Samadhi True Fire fell on the corpse, instantly burning it to ashes.
Killing people and mutilating corpses, leaving no traces, heading towards the Yao Wumen Village with a sword.
Maybe until his death, Agui didn't understand why the young master's plan didn't work?
That's because the people they tricked before were all unknowns, but this time they tricked Xiang Que, a man who dared to stroke the tiger's beard for nothing.
On the Hongshui River, the bamboo raft rowed toward the middle reaches. Xiang Que held Wanwan in one hand and stood in front of the bamboo raft, looking at the looming Yao village in the mountains.
This incident made Xiang Que realize something. He had lost his sense of proportion and taken the wrong path. Normally, he might have noticed the Wumen Young Master's poor deceiving acting skills as soon as he thought about it, but this time, he
He was led by someone's nose for so long without reacting. It's not that the other person is too smart, but that he is really stupid.
After finishing the problem, he didn't want to rush around like a headless fly. What he was doing was in vain and added trouble. It was simply too much gain and loss.
In the Yao ethnic village, inside the wooden three-story building.
The current patriarch of the Wumen frowned and looked at the grandson in front of him, and said: "Yesterday I contacted Wang Zhongguo from Lingnan and inquired about the details of that young man. Do you know what he told me?"
The Wumen young master smiled disdainfully: "Is his surname Xi or Li?"
The leader of the Wumen clan sighed, pointed at him and said: "I love you too much. If this continues, sooner or later you will have to eat the bitter fruit you have sown. Tomorrow you and I will go out to Lingnan to find the Wang family."
Let’s make peace and get rid of the death curse.”
The young master of the Wumen leaned on the chair, put his hands behind his head and said nonchalantly: "Grandpa, you are old. You are afraid of wolves in front of you and tigers in the back. You have always abided by the Wumen commandments. If I were the leader of the Wumen clan, I would have led the Wumen out of the Yao tribe.
Village, look at those Taoist sects, Maoshan Mountain, Longhu Mountain, etc., which one is not the one who seizes the mountain to become rich? As for us, we just stay in a small village and live a secluded life. It is quite beautiful.
The future is forced to lead the life of a villager in the mountains. Grandpa, the Wumen should go to the front of the stage instead of shrinking in this remote place in the countryside. The Wumen should carry forward and flourish."
"You, you are stupid." The old man pointed at him angrily and cursed: "Do you know why we live in seclusion in the Yao village and never come out? Have you forgotten the rules of the witchcraft? Cursing others is something that damages one's moral character. Once the curse is released,
If your life is shortened by three years, how many times can you do something so harmful to others? So we can only shrink in the village and not leave the world. It’s not that we don’t want to go out, but that we can’t go out at all. You have forgotten how your father died.
, died in the prime of life. I didn’t die under a spell. Why can I live so long? It’s not because I abide by the witchcraft precepts. Do you still think you can’t live a long life at such a young age?”
The Wumen young master's expression was gloomy and he gritted his teeth and said, "I would rather be prosperous for the rest of my life than stay in this village doing nothing. Grandpa, sooner or later I will take the Wumen out."
"It's a pity, it's a pity that you definitely have no chance." Xiang Que stood at the door and kicked open the door with a bang.
"Huh?" The young master of Wumen raised his head in astonishment, and the old man's heart skipped a beat.
Yesterday, after Xiang Que left, he felt vaguely not good, so he contacted Wang Zhongguo to find out the details of the other party. Wang Zhongguo did not explain Xiang Que's origins, but he nodded.
"Young man, you'd better not offend easily. Make friends if you can. Even if you can't be friends, you can't become enemies."
If this sentence were said by ordinary people, it might be a joke, but if it is said by someone like Wang Zhongguo, you have to listen carefully.
Is Wang Zhongguo a braggart rather than a joker?
"Haha, are you here to seek revenge?" The young master of the Wu clan is simply a ruthless character. People like him in Yao County have such evaluations. If it weren't for the grandfather of the clan leader of the Wu clan, he might have died eight hundred times.
, and none of them were whole corpses.
"When I come, if you tell me that you can't solve the child's problem, I will turn around and leave, but there is no need for you to trick me secretly when you can't solve it." Xiang Que pulled out a chair and sat down.
After putting it on the table, he said: "Business is not done in this way, right? Business cannot be done without benevolence and righteousness. Are you planning not only to give up benevolence and righteousness, but also to give up your life?"
"Are you threatening me?" The young master of Wumen laughed maniacally: "You treat this child like a treasure, and you still threaten me?"
The clan leader glared at him bitterly, turned to Xiang Que and said calmly: "Mr. Xiang, we did something wrong in this matter, please forgive me, please forgive me."
Xiang Que didn't even look at the old man, but gently stroked Wanwan's forehead and said: "Since you know that I treat her as a treasure, you should understand that what you did yourself has challenged my bottom line, Long.
Anyone who touches the reverse scale will die. I am not a dragon, but if someone touches my bottom line, the consequences will be the same.
Last year, my family was threatened. After I let that person die, he could not live in the underworld. His soul was trapped in purgatory and subjected to eighteen kinds of torture. It was useless to beg me. What you are doing now is exactly the same as him. You
His men have gone to the underworld to explore the way for you..."
"Agui is dead?" the young master of Wumen asked with a frown.
"Well, I'll ask him to walk on the road to Huangquan for you first."
"Haha, you want to kill me? Do you dare to kill me?" The Wumen young master stretched his neck, pointed at Xiang Que and said, "Only I can break the death curse on this child. If you kill me, who will break it?"
Xiang Que looked at him calmly and said, "It's up to you to figure it out."
"Haha, you seem to think I'm stupid..."
Before the Wumen young master finished speaking, Xiang Que's right hand suddenly stretched out and grasped his neck, then pulled his head forward and pressed his head on the table.
The leader of the Wumen clan was immediately shocked and said in horror: "Mr. Xiang, slow down, slow down, let's untie it, let's untie it."
Xiang Que squinted his eyes and said, "I know you can figure it out, but this is not the effect I want."
"Click" Xiang Que gritted his teeth and twisted his right hand to the side. The young master of Wumen tilted his neck and turned his head at a strange angle.
The bright red tongue drooped from his mouth, and his eyes rolled without closing them. To describe him in one word, he would die with his eyes open.
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