Chapter 599: Rob other peoples wealth and help our poor
Faced with Wu Sheng's menacing grab, Huan Huan chuckled, stretched out her slender hand, grasped Wu Sheng's big hand, and squeezed his fingers as tender as green onions, crushing his five phalanges to pieces.
The young martial artist cried out in pain, holding his deformed right hand,
He roared in pain and anger: "Bitch, you dare to hurt me? Do you know who I am?"
"I don't know." Huanwan smiled sweetly, and her jade hands turned into claws, grabbing at the young Wu Sheng's heart.
Her claws were absent-minded and seemingly powerless,
But the young martial artist didn't dare to let her touch him, so he dodged and flew away.
He yelled: "I am Zhang Liang, the divine walking shadowless pink peony! My master is the Eight-Finger Zen Miaotong of Mount Wutai, and his lay name is Multi-Armed Xiong Maotai!"
"Multi-armed Bear Hair Tai? I've never heard of it."
Huan Huan giggled, and grabbed the young Wusheng who flew back to the stairs with her five fingers. She didn't see anything strange. The young Wusheng suddenly stiffened, his facial features were distorted, and his mouth opened wide, as if he wanted to shout.
He couldn't cry out anymore. He pressed his heart with trembling hands and slowly fell to the ground. Soon he kicked off his legs and lost his breath.
This way of death is very much like a heart attack.
"Husband, you did a good job, didn't you?" Huanwan looked at Qin Ran with a smile and asked for credit: "There is no blood in the killing, so it doesn't affect the meal!"
Qin Ran said leisurely: "Well, there is no blood involved in killing people. But speaking of not affecting eating... do you think we can still eat well now?"
Huanwan looked around and saw only a few tables of diners upstairs.
All of them have earth-colored faces,
Trembling, several people had already hid under the table.
The two waiters who were delivering food were huddled in the corner, huddled up, covering their heads and faces with the trays holding the dishes, shaking as if they were having an epilepsy.
Downstairs, at the front door of the restaurant, the owner of the restaurant ran out crawling on the ground, shouting miserably: "Killing people! Killing people!" along the way, arousing screams.
Huanwan stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and said sweetly: "I'm sorry, but that guy is really annoying!"
"I know." Qin Ran chuckled and recalled the plot of "The Legend of Shushan Heroes", "This man is a flower picker with evil intentions and deserves to die. His master, Multi-Armed Xiong Maotai, was originally a Jianghu man and was good at picking flowers. Later,
I became a disciple of Wutai and learned a few spells.
I practiced a flying sword,
You have some monk skills. Since you killed Mrs. Mao’s disciples, Huner, then Mrs. Mao will be left to you to deal with."
"No problem." Huanwen nodded happily and asked, "But where is Mrs. Mao now?"
"She should live in Ciyun Temple." Qin Ran said: "I went to Ciyun Temple yesterday to investigate, and only found five monks. This Mrs. Mao should be the Shu capital who just arrived today. He and Ciyun Temple
They are all from the same lineage of Wutai and are from the Se Dao. Now that they have come to the capital of Shu, they should stay at Ciyun Temple."
Huanwen smiled and said: "What a coincidence. We were originally going to trouble Ciyun Temple, and this time we just happened to catch them all."
"Let's change places first and eat before we talk." Qin Ran flicked his sleeves and transformed into a stream of light. In an instant, he took Long Er, Huan Huan and Ah Zi with him and disappeared without a trace.
After changing to a quiet place and having lunch, Qin Ran and the four of them left the capital city of Shu and walked leisurely towards Ciyun Temple.
"Brother-in-law, I don't have a good sword."
Ah Zi clasped her hands behind her back and followed Qin Ran step by step. She stared at Qin Ran and Long Er's Fire Lin Swords and said pitifully: "This time the enemy has flying swords, but they use ordinary swords. How can we defeat them?"
Get over it!"
"Can't we fight without a sword?" Huanwan said with a smile: "Let alone flying swords, I don't even have a mouthful of ordinary swords. Fighting depends on one pair of hands." As she spoke, she stretched out her hands.
, spread his fingers and shook them in front of Ah Zi.
"You're so stupid! I'm talking to my brother-in-law, why should you interrupt me?" Ah Zi glared at Huan Huan angrily, and then begged Qin Ran: "My good brother-in-law, can you also forge a good sword for me?"
Qin Ran smiled and said: "Although the enemies this time have flying swords, they are all ordinary items. In essence, they are no different from the ordinary swords you use."
The sword used by Ah Zi was forged by Qin Ran out of a hundred kilograms of pig iron and less than seven kilograms of refined iron. Although it was only a mortal weapon, it was far from being considered a magic weapon. As for the many magic weapons in Fengyun World, half of them were
It's not swords. Most of the remaining ones have their own owners, such as the unknown hero sword that Qin Ran promised to return, such as Dugu Meng's Peerless Sword, etc.
The only Fire Lin Sword was given to Long Er by Qin Ran.
Similarly, in the world of Shushan, good swords are also hard to find. In fact, most ordinary monks use mortal weapons made of iron essence. Some even use bamboo to make swords.
Those swords, said to be flying swords, only have the function of flying through the air, and their power is as weak as slag. Qin Ran can crush it into scrap metal with his bare hands.
Only famous swords such as the Ziqing Double Sword, the Nanming Lihuo Sword, the Tianlong Demon Sword, etc. are forged with the best materials including but not limited to divine iron and fairy wood, and their power is astonishing.
Qin Ran explained the flying swords and magic weapons of the monks in this world. Seeing that Ah Zi still looked gloomy, he smiled and said: "Okay, little Ah Zi wants a good sword. When Ci Yun is leveled,
Temple, I will find it for you."
"Really?" Ah Zi looked at Qin Ran with bright eyes.
"When did I ever say such big things?" Qin Ran flicked Ah Zi's forehead with his finger and said with a smile: "There are many treasures without owners in this world. If you want them, I will get them for you."
yes."
Azi immediately beamed with joy.
Huanwan also said with a smile: "Hey, my husband said that, do I have a share?"
Ah Zi rolled her eyes at her angrily: "Huh, what flying sword magic weapon do you want? Aren't you always fighting with only one pair of hands? Brother-in-law, don't look for treasures for her, she only needs one pair of hands anyway!"
"You girl, you are so petty." Qin Ran chuckled, touched Ah Zi's forehead, and said, "When I do things, I always put a bowl of water on the table. I found the treasure for you, how can I miss your share?
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Ah Zi pouted, glared at Han Han who was smiling proudly, and asked Qin Ran: "What about my sister?"
"Of course A'Zhu also has a share." Qin Ran laughed and said, "All of your sisters have a share!"
Long Er silently calculated it and found that if everyone had a share, the number would be quite astonishing, so he asked him: "But are there so many ownerless treasures in the world?"
"If there weren't so many ownerless treasures..." Qin Ran sneered, "Then I would have to look for monks who have treasures to beg for alms."
Ah Zi nodded solemnly: "I know this, rob the rich and give to the poor. Rob other people's wealth and give to our poor."