I Can’t Be The Sword God

2021-11-18

Chapter 407 The knife in my dream

His…hiss…hiss.

This is a wide, dark cave with several circular stone platforms on either side of the cave. After an unknown period of darkness, electric lights began to flash on the stone platform, accompanied by a stinging sound.

xiu! xiu! xiu! xiu…

After the rays of light flickered for a while, silhouettes wearing black robes began to appear on the stone platform. These silhouettes are not entities, but they are very clear. When they look at each other, they are no different from being in person.

“cough cough.”

On the high platform in front, the hunched silhouette coughed twice.

A group of black robed men turned around immediately, and all knelt down and shouted: “Your Majesty!”

“Be flat…”

That silhouette is not The others were the so-called “King of the World” who had previously met with Jin Bodhisattva outside Longjue Ridge. As for whether it is his body that is revealed, it is naturally unknown.

“I’ll just say two points.”

Looking down at the black robes below, King Wanshi said in a solemn tone:

“The first point , during the special period, everyone should not meet in the real world. In the future, if you should contact, it will be held in this virtual world.”

“Yes.”

Yingying black robed man Hearing nod.

If the Little Daoist Priest hadn’t acted cautiously yesterday and hadn’t rushed out of the cell, I’m afraid they might not have been able to escape.

Then the King of the Ages issued an order, and the wind was very tight, first scattered around the world, so as not to be caught by the Little Daoist Priest.

But not everyone is afraid.

The big guy on the left said angrily: “If he hadn’t come here when the king was not there, how could he have taken Ziyuan away from him! This fellow is really despicable. Now the king is already there. Therefore, why should we be terrified and over-cautious, it is better to seek revenge directly from him! With the king in charge, even if he is extremely high, there is nothing to fear!”

“…”

King Wan Shi was silent for a moment.

Then he said softly: “Indeed.”

After speaking, he said in a vague tone: “It’s just… this matter needs to be considered in the long run.”

” Is that necessary?” The big man continued to say angrily: “The last general is willing to take the lead, rush directly into his Lao Shizi Taoist temple, and kill him all from top to bottom, only then can he…”

“Southern God General !” King Wan Shi suddenly called him softly.

It seemed that he understood the temper of King Wan Shi, the big man known as the Southern God General shook violently, immediately regained consciousness, closed his mouth, and leaned over to obey.

“I know that you and the North God will have a good relationship with each other, but…the deceased is gone, don’t lose sight of it.”

“The general will be convicted!”

Nan Shenjian knelt down with a trembling voice, although King Wan Shi did not have a tone of rebuke, but he was already terrified to the bone.

For thousands of years, they have already penetrated the temperament of the king of the world.

Mood and anger kill in an instant.

“It’s okay, you can be flat.” King Wan Shi didn’t seem to care, and said in a soft voice: “It is indeed difficult to let go of the friendship of thousands of years, but things have happened, you can only try not to go. Think more about the sad things, and focus on the current affairs…”

“Yes!” Nan Shenjiang said with tears: “At the end, I will try my best to restrain my thoughts and not think too much about Bei Shenjiang. Death.”

“Okay.” King Wan Shi nodded and continued, “About the person who entered Ziyuan…”

Speaking of this, his voice seemed to be somewhat fluctuation.

“Since you can’t call him by his first name.”

“I gave him a code name to avoid being watched over by him. From now on, we will call him the ‘Instant Commander of the North God’. Little Daoist Priest’ whose skeleton doesn’t exist.”

“Ugh…” Tears welled up in Nan Shen Jiang’s eyes.

Next to him, Tianguan Zuo whispered: “South God General, you agreed to restrain yourself… in front of the king, don’t be too much.”

“Okay… I know…” Nan Shen Jiang sobbed and held back the tears.

Seeing Zuo Tianguan turned his head and folded his hands, he said: “Your Majesty, regarding this ‘Little Daoist Priest, which makes the North God’s skeleton doesn’t exist Divine Soul in an instant’, this small The official has a plan to offer.”

“Ugh…” Nan Shen Jiang burst into tears again in a second.

Next to you, Tianguan reminded: “It’s the ‘Little Daoist Priest, whose skeleton doesn’t exist in an instant’, how can you tamper with the code name that the king himself took.”

“It’s the crime of this small official.” Zuo Tianguan confessed: “But… judging from the way that Little Daoist Priest murdered, the fleshy body was completely killed with one sword, and the impossible did not hinder the Divine Soul at all. Guess It’s not a big mistake for the North God to destroy the Divine Soul.”

“Ugh…”

“So, the North God may have fallen into the Eighteen Levels of Hell. , forever unable to reincarnate, these can be added at will, then the code name taken by the king is meaningless.” You Tianguan said.

“wu wu wu!”

“Southern God General.” Wang Shiwang’s icy gaze came over again, “I told you to restrain your thoughts earlier, but it was never heard. Why are you crying here?”

He said this, obviously already angry.

Nan Shen Jiang was frightened and frightened, but he felt extremely wronged. He had a thousand words in his heart, but he had to take a fiercely breath and swallowed all the grievances.

“Zuo Tianguan, tell me.” King Wan Shi turned his eyes again.

“Although the Little Daoist Priest whose skeleton doesn’t exist is quite powerful in this moment, but… as long as it is used properly, it may not be a bad thing.” Zuo Tianguan said meaningfully.

“You mean… drive away tigers and swallow wolves?” King Wan Shi immediately understood what he meant, paused, and said, “Tell me, which tiger do you think about?”

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“The king must have a mind too…” Zuo Tianguan smiled, “Which other tiger is bigger than the northern land…”

“Duanbei Mountain. “

……

In Medicine King Town.

When Duran finally drank the viscous soup with all his hard work, he wiped his mouth and sipped the taste, “Miss Fangfang, you made this soup…”

Before I finished speaking, I felt dizzy for a while…

“It’s still up…”

With a thud, he fell into the grass in front of the porch.

Fangfang looked left and right, made a gesture not far away, and then a beautiful silhouette walked into the attic.

“The connector…” Miss Wenxiang gritted her teeth, “I’ll see where you’re going this time…”

Bang.

The door was pushed open.

Wang Longqi was studying the Buddhist scriptures in his room, when he looked up and saw the girl Wenxiang, his hair stood on end, but he quickly took a deep breath, trying to suppress the thoughts in his heart, long A breathless breath came out.

“Miss Wenxiang, you’re here…” He said sagely with a slight smile.

Wenxiang stared at Wang Longqi and said, “This time…you must give me an explanation.”

“I understand. I understand.” Wang Longqi nodded in response.

“You understand?” Wen Xiang came closer and lowered her voice: “Then why have you been refusing to give it to me?”

Hiss…

Wang Longqi clenched his teeth and gasped, hurriedly moved his body back, and retreated to the bedside, trying to explain that he couldn’t do it right now. But on second thought, how can a man say no?

Having said this, whether or not Miss Wenxiang will come to find me is a matter of two things…

After pondering for a while, he raised his eyes and said intermittently: “What do you want? I can naturally give you things. It’s just… It’s really inconvenient now, some things I can’t tell you… Well, in two days, I’ll find you. When the time comes, what you want , I will naturally give it to you, and I will… give it a lot.”

The medicine pill of Changchun old man will be refined tomorrow, and after two days, his body must have recovered.

Although it’s a bit of a fight…

How can a man do if he doesn’t fight?

The tattoo is a bit strange, but nodded agreed: “If that’s the case, then wait for two days.”

After saying that, she didn’t stay any longer and turned to leave.

Just when I was walking past the table, I accidentally knocked off the Buddhist scriptures on it, oh la la, and the book fell to the ground.

The tattoo didn’t think much, then leaned over to pick it up.

Wang Longqi looked at her clothes, and his heart jumped suddenly, shouted: “Don’t…”

It’s too late!

In a flash, Wen Xiang has already bent down! She was wearing a tube top gauze skirt that was cool in the spring, and she was very full. At this time, when she leaned over, the sight was obviously unstoppable.

Wang Longqi recited Buddhist scriptures in his heart, trying to control himself to close his eyes and see no evil.

I can’t control it at all!

He seemed to be able to hear the peng sound, like the sound of his blood suddenly accelerating.

It’s miserable…

The seventy-two prayers have come over, and I’m just a little shivering, is it still not good?

At the moment of life and death, Wang Longqi’s hair was suddenly stirred up when he heard a gust of wind.

He felt a sense of security inexplicably in his heart.

The best brother is that you can give him your neck with confidence; the best brother is always there when you need him; the best brother is that you can always trust His help to you.

That’s right, Wang Longqi’s best brother is Li Chu!

And Duranke, a little discipline left by Li Chu, naturally wouldn’t let his Uncle generation down.

Wang Longqi thought so, and closed his eyes peacefully.

pa!

A familiar hand knife fiercely landed in a familiar position, as natural as a tired bird returning to its nest, and as freehand as Paoding Jie ox.

Puff.

Seven Shao’s body fell in response.

Wen Xiang watched in horror at the silhouette revealed after he fell.

A black-faced Old Daoist Priest, with his eyes tightly closed, clearly in a state of sleep, but his Immortal Flying Over The Heavens-like knife in his hand… is still so steady and accurate.

Bang.

After Wang Longqi was beheaded, Lao Du also fell. It seems that the effect of Losing Soul Powder is useful.

So what’s going on here?

I love a hand knife in my dream?

I lay down early and couldn’t sleep, got up and wrote a small chapter, and I don’t have to wait for tomorrow, so I just post it, maybe someone who goes to bed late can still see it. This is considered to be on the 24th. If you ask for leave on the 23rd, you are asking for leave.

(end of this chapter)