Chapter 76 Its better to have fun behind closed doors
Chapter 77 It’s better to have fun behind closed doors
Chen Mouping held up his hands, holding the two maids with their heads tilted to the side, and appeared in the cave in another world. There was no anger in his mind.
He laid the maid, whose life was like straw and thin body, flat on the ground, and straightened her head.
He sighed softly: Shu'er, Dou'er, let's go to a good family next time.
Or not come to the human world to suffer.
The world is not worth it.
After a moment of silence, he looked to the other side and saw the man in blue robe who was seriously injured and dying after his sword exploded and destroyed his vitality.
Scarlet blood mixed with visceral fragments kept pouring out of the man's left ribs and mouth, and his vitality was about to be completely cut off. However, his strong body that had been repeatedly tempered with Yuanli made the pain endured by the man in blue robes far heavier and longer than that of ordinary people.
Chen Mou looked expressionless and suddenly stepped on the man's neck with a "click", breaking the bones in the blue-robed man's neck.
It was considered as revenge for two poor women, Shu'er and Dou'er, who had their necks broken.
He brought the dying man in blue robe back with the unconscious Master Mo because he was worried that the wounds and energy aura left on the left rib of the blue robed man would be discovered by experts. For example, Senior Brother Cui has a way to recognize it.
Use the "Blue Dragon Out of Water" move to assassinate.
He had already added a few extra fingers to Mo Fu's body, making it impossible for Master Mo to wake up in a short time.
The bones of Mo Fu's left hand, from the fingers to the arm, were crushed in many places and twisted horribly. The injuries were not very serious. With the doctor's bone-setting treatment and ointments, and with the monk's strong body, he could recover in less than two months.
As before.
Furthermore, if you don't eat or drink for three to five days, you won't die.
At most, Mr. Mo will lose a layer of fat from starvation.
Xu'er also said that she could survive four days without eating and only drinking water, and she couldn't get up until the fifth day.
He carefully did not want Mo Fu to know that he had done a good deed, so as to hide his merit and fame to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future.
He visited Mo Mansion again before, because he didn't want the two maids with tragic fate to live in peace after death.
Isolated by the formation, he is not worried about his identity being revealed by the Jindan monks who may have noticed the movement in Mo Mansion.
He deliberately left some marks in the main room and changed the location of the crossing. Even if he bumped into another Qi Refining Realm Perfectionist, he had the experience of fighting against a Qi Refining Realm Perfection monk, and he already had confidence in his heart.
The sword sense combined with his body skills, the three tailor-made tricks taught by Brother Cui, and the unexpected photographing and breathing techniques, can actually give full play to his advantages in halls or rooms where the terrain is not wide enough.
To the fullest.
It later turned out that he had overestimated the man's courage.
At critical moments, he, a timid and timid person who often runs away, has a bloody spirit for fighting.
Chen Mou quickly cleaned the blood stains on the dark red sword, took off the blood-stained black clothes, untied the hemp belt, thought for a while, still put on the soft armor, put on a clean robe and shoes, and felt a wave of excitement.
A thin layer of flames burned through it, removing any possible smell from the whole body and drying the sword body as well.
He calmly appeared in the west room and heard the anxious shouts of Ying'er and Han'er coming from outside.
"Sir, Mo Mansion is on fire!"
"Go put out the fire quickly."
Opening the door, Mr. Chen quickly jumped to the door of the courtyard and ordered: "You should stay at home and no one should go out. I will go and take a look."
Ying'er and the other three didn't know what was going on, so they hurriedly agreed.
When Chen Mou went out, many patrol monks had already rushed over with swords. The fire in the main room of Mo Mansion, from the side room to the kitchen burned several feet high, and the billowing smoke filled the protective formation and could not be dissipated for a while.
, can't see clearly what's going on inside.
Hou An confronted the monks who were shouting and shouting, and did not allow the monks to approach the courtyard.
Chen Mou didn't go there. He deliberately set the fire before leaving. He had to make the matter bigger, and he couldn't quietly let the Hou family cover up the crime scene.
It also destroys the aura he left behind in Mo Mansion.
With a calm response and a little insidious calculation, he discovered that after mastering the sense of the sword, he had an almost instinctive sensitivity to the dangers of close combat. He first pushed the door to scare the opponent, and then used the object-taking technique to make a sneak attack to lure out Hou.
Yi saved himself with a backhand sword slash, and he looked like a swimming fish. It looked like he was in danger, but in fact he felt he was doing it with ease.
Look for an opening and stab him from the side with a sword.
He succeeded so easily that even he himself couldn't believe it. A perfect monk in the Qi Refining Realm was nothing more than this.
No wonder Senior Brother Cui said that once he masters sword sense and is blessed with sword energy, he will be able to compete with ordinary foundation-building monks.
He's not tired of living yet, so how can he dare to challenge the foundation-building monks?
He is not the fearless Senior Brother Cui.
If he can attack from behind with a sap attack, he will not resist head-on.
It is his style to make a fortune in silence, and enjoy the whole world instead of having fun behind closed doors.
"Back off, everyone back off!"
Hou An flashed a white tripod-shaped token in his hand, pointed at the five or six patrol monks who looked at him with unkind expressions, and warned: "You are the only one to ask questions about the murderers who ran away in the yard, set fire to murders, and killed people!"
The patrolling monks naturally recognized the Danyang Sect's monk identity card, so they all shut up and retreated in twos and threes. However, they looked at the confident man in blue robes, as if they were watching a thief shouting to catch a thief with a poor performance, with a bit of ridicule and disdain.
The sect monks are amazing.
People have gained all the stolen goods, but they can still talk so freely.
I wonder which unlucky casual cultivator offended a big force and ended up in such a miserable end?
Several figures flew down from various places in Shandingfang City.
Chen Mou saw a semi-acquaintance among them, the black-clothed monk at the Foundation Establishment Realm who was guarding the Forging Pavilion. The man also glanced at him, with a cold and expressionless face. The monks in the nearby courtyard were far away and close.
Watch the fun outside.
"Hou An, what are you doing?"
A middle-aged monk with a silver alchemy embroidered on his chest shouted and asked.
In fact, several foundation-building monks who arrived one after another, saw the Hou family monks and such movements, and they roughly understood what was going on.
They enjoyed watching the excitement of the Hou family.
Some things are put on the table, but they don't end well.
"Haha, to disturb all my dear friends, a little accident happened. Rong Hou will give you an explanation later."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hou Longtian, a middle-aged man wearing a white robe, arrived a step later than everyone else. He handed over his hands and apologized, scolding the two idiots in his heart for failing to achieve anything but failing.
I was so confused that I couldn't do such a small thing well and caused such a big commotion.
No matter how much the sect monks dominate the casual cultivators and dominate them, they still have to pay attention to their food and appearance.
Fortunately, this time it is an internal matter within the sect and we will not be so passive.
Hou An gritted his teeth and handed over his hand: "Fourth Master..."
"Pa", Hou An received a slap from Hou Longtian's hand, but he didn't dare to dodge even a little bit. Hou An's face was turned to one side and his five fingerprints bulged up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Hou Longtian stretched out his hand to point at the visiting monks and casual cultivators who were watching the bustle, and said with a smile on his face, "Everyone, please leave. It's dry and dry, so be careful with the candles."
The crowd dispersed, not daring to watch the unexplained bustle anymore. They did not want to learn the methods of the sect monks.
Several more monks flew down, including the gray-haired steward of the spiritual field, Hou Longyuan.
Chen Mou was also preparing to retreat back to his home. Senior Brother Cui, dressed in a snow-white robe, walked out of the darkness and stood side by side with him. He felt confident and could not leave. If he tried to leave again, he would not be able to leave. Senior Brother Cui would not agree.
"What's going on? The yard where the fire broke out is the house of your friend named Mo Fu."
Cui Xiao used his nostrils to scan the many foundation-building monks flying in the air more than ten feet away. He only nodded slightly to a few monks who bowed to him. He ignored the greetings and salutes of others.
In his words, the total is not enough for him to cut with one sword.
No matter what they do, it's a waste of expressions.
He sent a message to ask the junior brother next to him who was pretending to salute him.
In the afternoon, although he gave his junior brother a lesson, he still asked about Mo Fu's situation, so he knew that Mo Fu lived next door to his junior brother in the west.
"I don't know. I was practicing in the quiet room just now. I was woken up and went out to check. The guy who was slapped didn't let me get close, let alone ask any questions. He was very vicious and overbearing."
Chen Mou pretended to be worried about Mo Fu's tragic situation, but when he met his senior brother's penetrating eyes, no matter how good his acting skills were, he still had some heart.
So sharp.
Like two swords pointing directly at people's hearts.
Well, senior brother can just rely on his high level of cultivation, so he can bully his junior brother unscrupulously, is there any justice in heaven?
How about he complain to Senior Sister Ning next time?