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Text_Chapter 188 Bald Dragon? Bald Insect?

Chapter 188 Bald dragon? Bald insect?

While the two were talking, Mr. Shun, who was driving the car, suddenly reined in his horse and said, "Hey!"

"Ta, tap, tap..."

While the two army horses were making random hoofbeats, they also neighed, seemingly complaining that they had to "brake hard".

Three meters away from the front of the carriage, it was blocked by a dozen rough men.

As soon as the carriage stopped, the surrounding mercenaries who had been sitting around the bonfire suddenly rushed forward. It seemed that they were walking carelessly, but in fact everyone was thinking of surrounding the carriage.

There were nearly a hundred people, all of them looking fierce.

Mr. Shun frowned, turned his face, and asked the young man in the sedan in a low voice: "Young Master, we were blocked by mercenaries. I'm afraid the attackers are not malicious."

"Haha, I saw it. Most likely they are here to rob us."

Chen Shen smiled unmoved, and then winked at Ling'er beside him: "Look, let me tell you what? Not all mercenaries are heroes, and there are also many scum."

"Ah? Then, what should we do?" Ling'er was a little panicked.

Although after the seal of the God of Cookery's bloodline was lifted, she was no longer what she used to be and became a genuine nine-star mystic. However, after fifteen or six years as an ordinary person without any cultivation, Ling'er still remained the same when she encountered trouble.

will feel scared.

"This is easy to handle. Warn them first to get away. If they don't listen, kill them all. Remember, when cutting weeds, we must remove the roots, lest the spring breeze blows them and they will grow again."

Chen Shen said this in an extremely indifferent tone.

He would not have any sympathy for such scumbags who seek wealth and harm lives. If he lets them live out of temporary compassion, when they come back to their senses, they will still return to their old ways and continue to cause harm to others.

"Shun Lao, Ling'er, I won't interfere in this battle and leave it to you. Practical combat is the best way to hone a cultivator." After saying that, Chen Shen leaned back and leaned against him comfortably.

He closed his eyes and rested on the sedan wall.

"Yes, young master!" Shun Lao looked determined.

There was a hint of excitement in the tone of the old man's reply - Master Chen Shen had always protected him in the past, but now, he is also a cultivator, and a nine-star profound practitioner!

"Finally, the old man is no longer a useless burden. Now, the old man also has the opportunity to take care of the young master's worries!"

This is why Shun Lao is excited.

As for Ling'er in the sedan chair, she did not express her position. She pursed her red lips tightly, and the word "uneasy" was written all over her pretty face.

At this time, Chen Shen, who had closed his eyes and was concentrating, spoke again: "Ling'er, I remember that when I just came out of the coffin, you asked me to teach you how to practice. You said you wanted to become a cultivator and protect me. This matter

, are you just talking and joking to make me happy?"

"Ah? No, no, no! Of course not! Ling'er is just worried... worried that she won't be able to do it." Miao Ling replied softly.

"Remember, kindness to murderers is cruelty to good people. Go ahead and don't let me down." After that, Chen Shen said nothing.

Ling'er's little cherry mouth opened and closed several times, but in the end she still didn't spit out a single word. She nodded obediently, with a rare look of perseverance flashing in her eyes.

"The strength of these miscellaneous mercenaries is generally not high. Even if you have no mysterious attributes and have not practiced any mysterious skills, your life will not be in danger."

"Ling'er, I don't really expect you to protect me, I just hope you have the ability to protect yourself. For this reason, it is particularly important to sharpen your fighting spirit through battle after battle..."

In fact, this is Chen Shen's real expectation.

After wasting a few breaths of time, the mercenaries who were eating and drinking around the campfire all gathered together and trapped the carriage.

Shun Laoye had already jumped off the carriage, raised the whip in his hand, and was waiting seriously.

"Huh? Look, this old guy's expression is so scary!"

"What's going on? Do you want to practice with us? Hahahaha... I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand my kick!"

"Old man, don't be nervous. We just want some money to buy the way. Each of us has a thousand gold coins. If we pay, we will let you into the city. Isn't it fair?"



Mr. Shun still looked gloomy, and followed Chen Shen's instructions and said, "My young master said, get out or die!"

With these words, the more than 100 people surrounding the carriage were stunned.

Randomly, the boss of the mercenary group touched his bald head. There was a long scar on his forehead that extended to the back of his head.

He drew his sword out of its sheath with a "Cang Lang" sound, made two distant gestures at Shun Lao's neck, and cursed: "I'm fooling you, Male Gobi, what a big arrogance! Do you know who I am? I'm a bald dragon!"

"

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from inside the sedan chair.

The owner of this laughter was naturally Chen Shen. Although his eyes were closed, he could still "see" the appearance of the troublemaker from such a close distance with his powerful spiritual perception.

"Bastard! Who's laughing? How brave!"

"You're so paralyzed. You're just that bullshit young master, aren't you? Don't hide in the sedan and be a coward. Come out and let me check if your bird feathers are fully grown?"

"You're looking for death, you know that? Are you really going to give up your life for money, right?"



The bald dragon's younger brothers immediately went berserk and cursed endlessly.

Chen Shen in the sedan just sneered: "Haha, someone once opened your head. You are lucky to have saved a small life. Now, with a disgusting scar, you dare to call yourself a bald dragon? I don't think you have a bald head.

It’s almost like a bug!”

"It's you who want money rather than life. As I said before, get out now and you can avoid death. Ah~ha~"

Having said this, Chen Shen in the sedan yawned and stretched, and then his lazy voice came again: "Shun Lao, Ling'er, I leave it to you."

"Kill all those who don't get out within three breaths. Let's take care of this garbage to purify the air and contribute to environmental protection!"

Ling'er and Shunlao couldn't understand words like "purifying the air" and "environmental protection".

However, the four words "kill them all" sounded real!

Shun Lao was no longer vague, and the profound energy in his body surged out in an instant, making a buzzing sound.

After feeling the power of the mysterious energy of the splendid old man, the bald dragon's body as strong as a bear suddenly shook: "You, you are actually a nine-star profound practitioner?"

No wonder the bald dragon is so surprised.

He thought that he himself was only an eight-star Xuanzhe, but the old driver opposite him, who was dressed in slovenly clothes and had a low status, actually had a higher level of Xuanqi than the leader of the mercenary group!

"A driver driving a car has the cultivation level of Xuanzhe Nine Stars. Could it be that the person sitting in the sedan chair is really a young man from a certain Xuanqi family?" At this thought, the bald dragon's fighting spirit suddenly wavered...


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