"Yes, yes, that man turned Nu Fei and the others into ashes with one palm!" Nu Chong nodded quickly without hesitation, sweating like raindrops all over his body. (. wo.)
"Since Nu Fei and the others are dead, why are you coming back?" Ancestor Canglan suddenly lowered his head and shouted coldly.
"Ah? Xiaonu, Xiaonu has come back to communicate with you, ancestor!" Nu Chong was horrified. Based on the words of ancestor Canglan, it can be seen that ancestor Canglan has already had a murderous intention for him.
Thinking about it, Nu Chong secretly regretted in his heart why he had to come back, why would he have run away early in the morning.
"The letter has been sent, then you can go and die!"
Ancestor Canglan sneered, grabbed Nu Chong's neck, and lifted up Nu Chong's fat body. This guy just yelled at him to let out his true energy while practicing. After several months,
His efforts fell short, and it would be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart without killing him.
"Ancestor, have mercy on me, Ancestor, have mercy on me!" Nu Chong shouted in horror, looking at the face of Patriarch Canglan, it was as if he was seeing the God of Death.
"Pfft!"
Nu Chong was torn in half by Ancestor Canglan as blood rained all over his internal organs. The hot internal organs and the rolling blood were scattered all over the floor.
"Dog slave!" Ancestor Canglan licked his lips with bloodthirsty and threw the two stumps in his hands to the ground in disgust.
Nu Chong's split limbs were still twitching, and his eyes were filled with despair. In fact, he should be grateful to Ancestor Canglan. If Ancestor Canglan hadn't given him a happy treat, he would be there in a short time.
Chen Jinyuan watched himself slowly turn into ashes under the erosion of the bone-transforming cotton palm left in his body. He suffered all kinds of pain and died miserably.
"Slave Three!~" Patriarch Canglan shouted coldly.
"Old, what are your orders, ancestor!" Immediately, a tall and thin man of nearly two meters walked in from the outside. The tall and thin man saw the internal organs and limbs all over the ground, as well as Nu Chong's dead eyes that refused to close his eyes.
I was already used to seeing this kind of scene, so I still had to swallow a mouthful of saliva to calm down my timid heart.
"Clean up this place. Gather all the warriors in Canglan Cave and follow me to the Mujia Village, ancestor!" said ancestor Canglan.
"Yes!" Nu San did not dare to neglect and nodded in agreement.
"Is it the innate realm? Ancestor, I would like to see who it is?" Ancestor Canglan's eyes flashed with a cold light. He has been hiding in the thousands of miles of Tibetan green mountains for more than fifty years, and he is also working in this generation.
He has been powerful for more than 50 years, and his skill has been promoted to the middle stage of Xiantian. Now someone actually provokes his majesty. This is absolutely intolerable. He is the king, he is the king of this Tibetan Green Mountain.
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Mujiacun.(Just read the novel.)
"Brother Chen, I heard from my uncle that you killed the envoy from Canglan Mountain yesterday, didn't you?" Chen Jinyuan was sitting on the stone steps in front of the house basking in the sun, while Mu Qing was washing clothes in the yard. Of course there were some clothes inside.
Chen Jinyuan had replaced him last night. Mu Qing raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. He asked the lazy Chen Jinyuan.
"It's just a few minor characters, why don't we keep them if we don't kill them?" Chen Jinyuan's mouth curled up, as if it was just a trivial matter.
"Brother Chen, you are so powerful. If only Qing'er could have such good martial arts skills as you, our village would not be bullied by outsiders!" Mu Qing had a look of yearning on his face. He didn't think there was anything wrong with Chen Jinyuan's murder.
Those guys bullied the nearby villages. Every time they went down the mountain to fetch people, they would exploit them. Their martial arts were so strong that the clan leaders could only nod and bow in apology. Mu Qing had long wanted to kill these people.
"Haha. Yes, as long as you work hard, you can become a strong man one day!" Chen Jinyuan said with a smile.
"Really? It's a pity that I'm a girl!" Mu Qing's eyes lit up when he heard this, but then dimmed again.
Chen Jinyuan shook his head gently. Women are indeed weaker than men. If you want to achieve success in martial arts, you must have to pay more than men.
"Qing'er, come on, use this to wash your clothes more cleanly!" When I saw Mu Qing washing clothes, he wiped the clothes with a yellow-orange mud that looked like stool. The washing was laborious and effortless.
Clean, Chen Jinyuan took out a piece of soap from his pocket like magic and handed it to Mu Qing.
"What is this?" Mu Qing stopped, took the soap from Chen Jinyuan's hand, and looked up at Chen Jinyuan suspiciously.
"This is called soap. We all use this kind of thing to wash clothes there. Just wipe it on the dirty area and it will be clean!" Chen Jinyuan said.
"Really?" Mu Qing looked at the square cake-like thing in his hand in confusion. Is it really as good as Chen Jinyuan said?
Following Chen Jinyuan's instructions, he wiped the dirty areas on his clothes, rubbed them vigorously a few times, cleared away the foam, and looked at them. It was indeed much cleaner.
"Wow, it's true, Brother Chen, your soap is so easy to use!" Mu Qing exclaimed, the effect of this soap is much better than the clothes-cleaning mud they usually use.
"Haha, I'll give it to you if you like it!" Chen Jinyuan smiled. The people here are really primitive. He didn't even take out the washing powder, but this little girl was so happy.
There are many such things in space. Chen Jinyuan suddenly thought that if he had nothing to do, he could be a bad guy between the mortal world and the three blessed places. Maybe he would soon become the richest man. It's a pity that he can't even go back now.
I couldn't find any other way, so I had to find Hua Wuchen first and ask about the situation.
Thinking of this, Chen Jinyuan's face darkened, and he suddenly missed his wife and children at home. He had promised to go back to celebrate their children's anniversary.
"Brother Chen, they said you came from the Zangqing Mountains. Where is your home?" Mu Qing put the soap away and looked at Chen Jinyuan with some confusion. Can such good things be found in the mountains?
"Haha, what if I told you that Brother Chen is the mountain god of the Tibetan Green Mountains, would you believe it?" Chen Jinyuan came back to his senses and chuckled, amusing the little girl.
"Liar, how could the Earth Mountain God be so young and so tall like you!" Mu Qing looked at Chen Jinyuan carefully, then pouted and threw the soap suds on his hand at Chen Jinyuan, knowing that Chen Jinyuan was here
Play with yourself.
"Hahahaha..." Chen Jinyuan laughed.
"Ancestor, I'm here. Master He Fang, please come out and meet me!" Chen Jinyuan was about to tease Mu Qing when a dull voice came from outside the village.
Chen Jinyuan's smile faltered, and the clothes in Mu Qing's hands fell into the basin. He looked panicked. When he came back to his senses, Chen Jinyuan's figure was no longer in front of him.
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outside the village
"You are the ancestor of Canglan!" Chen Jinyuan stood in the void, looking down at the bald old man below who was being carried by several strong men on sliding poles. (You are welcome to come and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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