Heavenly Curse

"Okay, then the slave sees how his brother avenged you."

Seeing that Nuer was unwilling to return to the years, Mu Yi was not reluctant, but continued to talk softly.

"Little priest, don't make yourself wrong." The voice of the middle-aged priest came again, but it didn't sound like kindness.

"Master, since he doesn't leave, it is better ..." Next to him, a young priest couldn't help but whispered near the middle-aged priest, but his so-called whisper, it sounded no different from loud yelling at Mu Yi. .

Unfortunately, at this time Mu Yi had pulled Nian Nuer up and walked towards the middle.

Strange to say, the ordinary people who were originally blocking the two of them fell down on both sides to make way for Mu Yi.

"Da da da!"

Mu Yi pulls his hands and reads slaves, holds his umbrella in one hand, and slowly comes to the middle-aged Taoist.

"Little priest, what do you want to do?" Looking at Mu Yi, the middle-aged priest narrowed his eyes slightly. "Aren't you afraid of Heshen's blame?"

"River God?" Mu Yi smiled disdainfully, maybe there is a river god, but it is definitely not something that this middle-aged Taoist can fool, even from Mu Yi's point of view, all he has done is just to take The way of death.

As for the sacrifice of Niannuer to the **** of the river, in fact, it only satisfies one's own selfishness. After all, as long as the eyes are not blind, you can see the extraordinaryness of Niannuer. It is absolutely all over the country.

In some evil ways, the little girl is the best stove.

Right now, this middle-aged Taoist is very lucky, but he is very bad.

Fortunately, because he was able to come across Mu Yi and Mu Yi, it was not good that he actually thought about Mu Nu in front of Mu Yi, he was simply trying to die.

"If you can invite the river **** today, my priest can consider making you die faster." Mu Yi looked at the middle-aged priest and said, but he had no intention of letting him out, even if he could really invite the river god. It is undoubtedly dead.

Mu Yi wanted to kill him, and no one could stop him.

"Bold." This time, not even waiting for the middle-aged priest to speak, there were already young priests sitting beside him, "I will take him down together."

As soon as the young priests greeted, seven or eight people hurled around and looked at Mu Yi fiercely.

Being able to follow the middle-aged Taoist priests to deceive and cheat is naturally impossible to be a good person. Even secretly, he didn't know how many bad things he had done to the middle-aged Taoist priests.

The resentment of the middle-aged Taoist was obviously particularly strong.

If they did not provoke Mu Yi, then Mu Yi naturally would not care about him. In the world, how many bad people are there, how could he manage it? But the other side was trying to find his own death, and if he had to bump into it, it was no wonder he was.

Looking at the people around him, Mu Yi showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and saw that he loosened the years bamboo held by his right hand, but lost the years bamboo umbrella held by Mu Yi stably floating in the air without falling.

Mu Yi, regardless of whether it would shock the world, went straight to the rock sugar gourd bought for the little girl and flung it gently.

"Bang bang bang!"

The seven candy gourds above flew out, impartial, and just hit the mouths of the seven.

What kind of realm Mu Yi is at this moment, even if he acts lightly, it is not that this group of priests with a little martial art can bear it. Although the previous seven were closed their mouths, the candy gourd broke into their mouths stiffly. Seven people also fell to the ground at the same time, their teeth mixed with blood flowing out of their mouths, and the seven of them opened their eyes in anger, their hands around their necks, their bodies trembled, and depending on their appearance, it was difficult to survive.

The middle-aged Taoist did not expect Mu Yi to be so powerful. Even when seven people fell to the ground, he turned around and fled without hesitation.

But how could Mu Yi let him go? He looked at the back of the middle-aged Taoist, smiled coldly, and then threw out the bamboo stick in his hand.

"puff!"

The bamboo stick was directly sunk into the spine of a middle-aged Taoist priest and penetrated through the bones, with only the fingers growing outside.

"Tongtong!"

Without any exception, the middle-aged priest fell to the ground with a soft body, and almost smashed into the old man kneeling there.

No matter the old man who just spoke, or the many people kneeling around him, did not expect that things would happen so fast, and even before they understood what was going on, the seven human apprentices who were humane were all dead. The middle-aged Taoist priest was inserted into the lower back by a bamboo stick. Although he did not die, his lower limbs seemed to be paralyzed.

All this undoubtedly brought a strong impact to everyone. Before thinking that it was a fish to be slaughtered on the chopping board, they did not want to turn over and became a dragon. Until then, they were really scared.

Whether the river **** is angry or not has not happened yet, but now it is time for their lives.

This young little priest can kill seven apprentices of middle-aged priests with a wave. What are they worth?

"Quick, kill him. He is the incarnation of the river demon. He came here to destroy the good things of the river god. As long as he kills him, the river **** will be angry and will not blame you." Inserted into the lower back, his lower limbs suddenly lost consciousness. The fear of death made him want to fight instinctively. At this time, the only thing that could save him was the stupid people in front of him. With a group of ordinary people killing.

If he did, I'm afraid that the right way in the world won't let him go, not to mention that the government gate will not give up, and he can escape in time.

Those apprentices died when they died. As long as he is alive, there can naturally be more apprentices. As for this resentment, he will definitely report it ten times more when he has strength in the future.

As soon as the middle-aged Taoist uttered words, there was a sudden uproar. The eyes of Mu Yi were suddenly filled with fear. They could not blame them for believing the words of the middle-aged Taoist priests, but Mu Yi's performance at this moment exceeded their imagination.

If it wasn't for the river demon, how could it kill seven priests all at once? Isn't even that humane chief an opponent?

What's especially important is that he didn't hold the umbrella, but the umbrella floated there by himself. If it wasn't the incarnation of the river demon, how could this be explained?

So they suddenly believed the words of the middle-aged Taoist priests, but they were asked to go up and kill the river demon, and they were afraid again. They said it plainly, it was just ordinary people. A fight outside the village in the village on weekdays may work. In the face of this horror, there is no courage.

The middle-aged Taoist priests saw the people hesitant, took out a large handful of yellow paper directly from his arms, and threw it into the air. In a moment, the yellow paper burned.

"I have asked the river **** to put in your magic power. Now you are **** soldiers, and the river demon is not your opponent." The middle-aged priest added another fire.

Normally, as long as the mind is not stupid, they will certainly not believe these ghost words of middle-aged Taoist priests, but unfortunately, these people have already been brainwashed and firmly believe that the river **** exists, coupled with the power of Mu Yi and the middle-aged Taoist priest The fu fu, and the words that were spoken, suddenly gave them a power in their bodies, as if at this moment they really turned into a magic soldier.

At the same time as the middle-aged Taoist voice fell, several young people immediately rose from the crowd.

"upbraid!"

Mu Yi gave a frivolous sound, like a thunder from nothing, and shocked the young men who had just stood up to lay down on the ground, and even some of the original ones were scared to move.

The elation of the middle-aged priest's face suddenly froze. He looked at Mu Yi with some disbelief, and there was no arrogance just now.

"No, I don't want to die."

Seeing Mu Yi looking at him, the middle-aged Taoist shouted loudly, and then wanted to pull out the bamboo stick on the back, he knew that his legs could not move because of the bamboo stick. Because of this, as long as he pulls out, he can escape.

At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist priest is full of this idea. He wants to run far away and never see the demon Mu Yi again.

However, no matter how much strength he used, the bamboo stick seemed to be firmly embedded in his body, and he couldn't pull it out at all, and even every time he tried, he felt as if a knife was cutting his bone, which hurt He shivered.

"I was wrong, please let me go, please."

The middle-aged priest watched Mu Yi lead Niannu slowly, and the umbrella on top of his head moved even when no one was holding it. After seeing this scene, he was ashamed, although he could make paper Man ascended to heaven, but he was just a trick of rivers and lakes, which can only be used to deceive people.

Ke Muyi's umbrella seemed to be held by an invisible hand.

He knew exactly what it meant, and he knew how ridiculous he really was, and he had tasted the bitter fruit at the same time.

"Let you go? Will you let it go wrong?" Mu Yi said blankly.

"No, it won't, I promise I won't lie anymore." The middle-aged Taoist shook his head again and again assured.

"Then I ask you, is there a river **** here?" Mu Yi asked.

"No, I lied to them," said the middle-aged Taoist quickly, without even hesitating.

"You used to sacrifice living people. Where did those people go?" Mu Yi continued to ask.

"I ... I ..." The middle-aged Taoist suddenly hesitated. Obviously, he also knew that this question was difficult to answer.

"Say!" Mu Yi's voice raised slightly, and the middle-aged Taoist stunned.

"The boys were sold by me, the girls, the girls were ruined by them." The middle-aged priest finally spoke out, and pointed at the dead apprentices, trying to push their sins on them.

It's just that this kind of lie is not Mu Yi. Even the people on the side cannot lie. Gradually, their eyes on the middle-aged Taoist priests are already full of anger, and even some people's expressions become frightened.

"Return my daughter's life."

Suddenly, a piercing sound sounded.

(Third more! Things are almost done tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow should be able to resume normal time updates, I hope everyone forgive me.)