There were a few hangover disciples, holding wine jars, falling asleep next to the bonfire that was about to burn out. A closer look revealed that among these sloppy drunkards, there was actually a handsome young man who was famous all over the world.
It is none other than Qingfeng Li. One of the six dignified weirdos, the young man who once fascinated thousands of girls is now basically a useless person. He has hardly been awake these days. He is drunk and smells bad.
The smell, this is not a man
The masculinity of a man is not the odor of a tramp.
This smell is the favorite of some insects and flies.
There is a kind of blowfly in southern Xinjiang, which is larger than the ordinary flies that eat shit. This kind of blowfly can be called a model worker in the industry and a model in the fly world. It stays up late at night and is still working tirelessly.
I saw a big green-headed fly, almost the size of my thumb, sucking up enough nutrients from Qingfeng Li's body and laying dozens of tiny fly eggs on this guy who exuded a strong "scent".
As we all know, fly maggots do not separate into different families. The eggs of flies are actually maggots. The maggots undergo metamorphosis and then turn into flies. Their reproductive efficiency is many times faster than that of the elves with wings.
a rotten one
The carcasses of small animals can reproduce several generations of a species in a short period of time.
It only takes a few days. If they are not cleaned up, those fly eggs on Qingfeng Li's body will get out of the little maggots, and then he will become a maggot man. After eating and drinking, and laying eggs, that big green-headed fly will
Satisfied, he flew away and flew past a tent. Inside, there was a woman sitting cross-legged in the darkness. Her eyes were as bright as those of an owl in the darkness. She had a big green head.
The fly immediately flew elsewhere. The big green-headed fly found a drunken fat man in front of him. He staggered and walked toward the outskirts of the camp. Not far behind the fat man, there were two people following him. The fat man seemed to have noticed someone.
I followed him in the dark and came there
Behind a big tree, he unbuttoned his belt and started peeing.
It wasn't shit, which disappointed the green-headed fly. He thought he would have a late-night snack after having a big meal tonight.
So, it flew away.
It saw a woman cleaning her sword and heard two women whispering in the tent. It was just curious, why didn't these guys sleep at night? The buzzing sound kept lingering in every corner of the camp.
This lucky green-headed fly has seen all kinds of things about these powerful humans. It can't understand these humans. In its eyes, it only sees a pile of rotten flesh or a pile of shit. This is already...
Scripture is the entirety of its life.
As for what these humans are doing or saying, it doesn't care at all.
The big blowfly did not leave. It landed on the leaves of a big tree. It felt that there would be another chance for it to have a feast in this place tonight. Maybe in a few months, its descendants would be able to control this place.
valley.
The woman with bright eyes in the tent is Baili Yuan, the one who is being followed and pretending to pee is Fatty Liu, and the one who is cleaning the sword is Yang Jiu. I learned the bad habit from my little senior brother, making me lazy to death every day. Cultivators regard it as
She never took out the magical sword of the second life for maintenance. Only before a big battle came, did she think of taking it out and wiping the dust with a rag.
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After midnight, Du Chun walked out of the largest tent, and suddenly many Cangyun disciples walked out one after another in the darkness.
The two disciples following Fatty Liu have now become eight.
Outside Bailiyuan's small tent, Du Chun and Yang Shijiu stood.
When Gu Pan'er heard the noise outside, she pretended to rub her eyes and found that there were several Cangyun Sect disciples around her.
Fatty Liu held up his belt and looked drunkenly at the eight Cangyun disciples who appeared around him. He burped with wine and said: "You... brothers and sisters... you... you guys come and pee too. I pee...
You’re done peeing, come on.”
Xiao Wupi said with a smile: "Fat Liu, you hide it well enough."
Fatty Liu said with a confused look: "Junior brother Xiao...what are you talking about? Why...why can't I understand you?"
Xiao Wu said: "You don't have to understand."
After saying that, the fairy sword in Xiao Wu's hand shot out, turning into a red light and stabbing Fatty Liu.
Fatty Liu, who was originally drunk and walking unsteadily, suddenly seemed to be a different person at this moment. He bent back and avoided Xiao Wu's blow.
Almost the next moment, his feet suddenly lifted up the fallen leaves under his feet. With a kick, the fallen leaves shot towards Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu waved his sleeves and robe, swaying the fallen leaves away, and said firmly: "Kill!"
The seven Cangyun Sect disciples around him immediately drew out their swords and stabbed Fatty Liu from different directions.
Even Jiang Qingxian, a member of Xuantian Sect, noticed that the atmosphere in the camp was strange after nightfall. How could Fatty Liu not notice Gu Pan'er who was hiding in Cangyun Gate?
After a private inspection, it was discovered that thirty-six people in Cangyun Gate from Ye Xiaochuan down had suddenly disappeared, including a few of his friends who had been drinking heavily with him an hour ago.
It seems that many people from other factions left the camp secretly.
A bad premonition came to his mind. Fatty Liu felt that tonight was not a simple night. There seemed to be some conspiracy shrouding this southern land.
He wanted to spread the news, but someone spied on him tonight.
Fatty Liu was now sure that he had been exposed.
The drunkenness is all an illusion. Now that the news cannot be conveyed, I don't know if there is any danger from Elder Ban Changqing.
The disciples of the Thousand Faces Sect are ruthless, not only towards their enemies, but also towards themselves.
These people were all survivors who were lucky enough to survive back then. Their hearts for revenge were extremely firm, and they only thought about how to take revenge. As for their own life and death, they had already ignored them.
Once the Thousand Faces Sect disciples lurking in various sects are discovered, they have two options: escape or die. There is absolutely no third way.
Fatty Liu's cultivation level is not low, and he has reached the early stage of spiritual silence. It is similar to what Ye Xiaochuan guessed. He sneaked into the Cangyun Sect about two years ago and replaced Liu Quanwu, the No. 1 smuggler in the Cangyun Sect.
, replaced his identity.
Liu Quanwu's identity is very special in the Cangyun Sect. At least 70% of the smuggling voices in the black market Guangnatang are controlled by him.
Only Liu Quanwu, as a smuggler, could quietly plant the colorless and tasteless poison on so many elders of Cangyun. As for Liu Tong's brother, the real Liu Quanwu, was not like Yun Qiyou.
Gu Pan'er, Baili Yuan was treated so well, but the real Liu Quanwu had long been chopped into pieces by the Qianmianmen people and thrown into the Yangtze River to feed the fish.