Repugnant Gateway

The people who besieged the prince of Yueyue Kingdom gradually dispersed, and everything on the body was swept away. The helpless man knelt down and begged everyone not to take everything away, otherwise the shopkeeper's return could not explain. No one ignored him, and the sparse heroes who beat the corpse of Yingyue Kingdom happily left.

"No one can leave."

Anzheng took a chair by the road and sat down, pointing to the man: "Take out all the things you robbed from the dead and put them back in his house."

"What the fuck?"

Someone said scoldingly: "We see the road and draw a knife to help, so many people have died, this thing is not enough to pay us."

"That's right, you're a good person if you cultivate high? You need to be a good man, good or bad. We helped him, and now we can count on Xie Li."

Someone sneered: "I really think that you are the master, what you say is what. Everyone agrees with the outside world, **** those foreigners, how can you kill, it is impossible that you can kill us? You do n’t look at how many people Hundreds of mouths, did you kill them? "

Anzheng glanced at him sideways: "Say one more word, die."

The man laughed: "Come and see, where did this come from, I thought I was the uncle. In the ruins of Xiangong, who doesn't know the rules? It's my own thing, and I want to hand it over again. Why go out? "

An Zheng raised his hand and squeezed in the void, the man's head slammed open.

"I've said it, and if I say one more word, I die."

He looked at another who grabbed something and squeezed it out and was about to escape. When he held it in his hand, the man's head burst immediately, and at the moment the blood mist exploded, he sprayed many people's faces. Someone wailed a little and was startled immediately.

"He said too many words, you were implicated."

An Zheng looked at the body and flicked it. The body flew up and fell aside, lying side by side with the person who had just died.

"I do n’t like to talk about it a second time, and I made an exception today. Anyone who took this little guy ’s stuff is placed in front of him. This is the last time. If anyone thinks he can escape, then just try. If you think Many of you can kill me, so just try it. "

An Zheng raised his finger: "I count to three."

I don't know who shouted first: "Let's go together to see how he killed."

The man ran out as soon as he turned around, and he dispersed around the crowd. The three dark purple stars in Anzheng's left eye turned around, and the hundreds of people were instantly fixed there. Hundreds of practitioners from the state of imprisonment to the small Manchuria are not rivals for Anzheng. At this time, Anzheng possessed the body of a demigod, possessed the eye of reincarnation, and possessed the power of Yuanlei, which has surpassed the cultivation practice of the previous life.

"You shouted?"

An Zheng looked at the man who yelled that everyone was running together. With a twist of his hand, the popping head was twisted down and rolled away.

After the person's body fell, everyone's body was loose. They looked at each other, and no one dared to run anymore. They obediently put down what they had previously robbed from the people of Yingyue Kingdom. At this time, the onlookers found that many things were actually in their own homes. These people from Yingyue Kingdom stole so many in the name of visiting. Although there is nothing really valuable about the food sold on the bright side, it is obviously a bit shameful to lose it without even realizing it.

"This is my family, this is my family, this is also my family."

The little man was busy picking some out of the pile and stuffing it in his arms. Anzheng glanced at him: "If you are yours, take it back, take another one, and you will die now."

The little man's hand stiffened, and after a few moments he took a few things from his arms and put them down. An Zheng glanced around: "The things I found for you are taken back by yourself. Whoever is greedy will die."

Some people stood up and took back the things they had lost in their stores. They did n’t know why. They really wanted to get more, but they flinched when they reached out. What they were afraid of was Anzheng's cold, murderous look. Some people felt that even if they took another Anzheng, they might not know that it wasn't his thing, but there was no way to start. At this moment, many people were frightened.

After everyone took things away, there was a pile left on the ground. Anzheng stood up and looked at it. Most of those things were not from the Central Plains. Some of them were, but it should have been impossible to find out who the original owner was. Perhaps these people did not kill people in the fairy palace. Once. An Zheng collected all the rest and casually threw it into the space of the blood-pearl bracelet.

"Why did you take it ?!"

Someone shouted.

Anzheng looked back at him: "What did the person who died just now say? The rules in this fairy palace are whoever grabs it, right? I will give you a chance now, you will grab it and **** it away It ’s all yours. "

The man flinched back, and encouraged some people around him to come together, but who dares?

An Zheng shook his head, turned around and walked away with Chen Shaobai.

Astonished Ye Linna looked at the back of An Zheng's departure and shook her head hard: "It's such a strange guy ... The first half I did just like a knight and the second half like a pirate."

She looked down at the wild flower that An Zheng left on her hilt and asked the people around her: "What does that mean?"

One of her men said deliberately: "In our country, every flower has its own flower language. But in the Central Plains, I am afraid that there are many different customs. We have not seen this flower, and I do n’t know what it means.

Ye Linna asked a practitioner in the Central Plains not far away: "Excuse me, what is this flower?"

"This, dog tail grass."

"What you said is really unpleasant. It is obviously Jian Jian pale pale dew frost, what a beautiful meaning."

Ye Linna dropped the flower and threw it on the ground, and stepped **** the foot: "I will let him feel my anger."

Chen Shaobai walked and asked, "Why do you insert a dog's tail grass on the hilt of that foreign woman?"

"There is an unremarkable crack in her sword, which is not very visible from the outside, but I can feel the breath of the magic instrument leaking, obviously the damage is more serious inside. I inserted the grass in that place, hope she will pay attention Everyone should be kind to their magical tools. Those who use swords always pay more attention to their blades and ignore the handles. "

Chen Shaobai summed up the four words: "Idle eggs hurt."

An Zheng replied: "Not busy, sometimes it hurts."

Chen Shaobai: "Knead."

Du Shoushou: "An Zheng you dare to say to Chen Shaobai that you come here, I will strangle you both."

Chen Shaobai smiled: "Will you come?"

As he said, there was a sudden burst of noise in front of him. The three of Anzheng avoided the street and stood behind the crowd. I saw a team of elite cavalry riding dragon head horse monsters in the distance whistling. The number of these cavalry is not large, only one or two hundred people, but swept through the street, as if thousands of horses. Behind these cavalrymen, a huge chariot followed. Standing on top of the car was eight beautiful women in strong suits, cool and heroic.

In front of the chariot, the man driving the monster was a man wearing a hat, sitting cross-legged at the front of the chariot, with a long sheathless knife on his knee. Standing behind the carriage was a beautiful woman, wearing a very strange dress, a white and red skirt, a tight upper body and wide sleeves. But the skirt just passed the buttocks, and the beautiful white legs like ice and snow came out, dazzling.

An Zheng frowned slightly, and said how he came.

In the car, the man who was calm but had a kingly temperament looked out, and looked away from Anzheng's face. After all, An Zheng was wearing a mask, so he didn't see anything wrong.

King Qin, Chen Zhongxu.

Two of the most believable people around him were men with swords and women with swords.

An Zheng watched the cavalry **** the chariot all the way behind the crowd, and soon disappeared at the end of the street.

"Good cock."

Chen Shaobai glanced.

Du Shoushou: "How do you see his **** look through his clothes?"

Chen Shaobai: "Go ..."

Du Shoushou shrugged his shoulders to learn how to contend. He is fat, he is not very kind of fat, so when shrugging, don't mention it. Especially that expression, what can you do to me.

"It seems that Daxi is going to work hard."

An Zheng said while walking: "Even Qin Wang Chen Zhongxu is here, what might happen. Ye Tianli's death will definitely make Chen Wunuo angry. Now it depends on how many powerful people will come from Daxi. "

Chen Shaobai said: "You have something to worry about, and now Chen Wunuo may not be able to catch up with you."

An Zheng shook his head and said, "It's not just something to be proud of because I escaped fast. I'm still not strong enough. I would like to stand in front of Chen Wunuo and ask him as soon as possible.

Chen Shaobai: "Don't worry, how long have you practiced? How long has Chen Wunuo practiced? With the gap between your two cultivation progresses, it will not take long for you to catch up with him and surpass him."

Just then, not long after that team of cavalry had passed, a large group of men and women appeared again in the sight of everyone. That's a group ... Nun. There are at least three or four hundred people, the older ones look like they are fifty or sixty years old, and the younger people look like seventeen or eighty years old. They wore snow-white monk clothes and looked dusty. These nuns walked on foot, but did not wear shoes, and their white and flawless feet were not stained with dust. Everyone fell, and every time a white lotus was born. As the feet leave, the lotus blooms.

The surrounding air is filled with a touch of fragrance, refreshing.

Although the nuns all wore hats, they still couldn't stop the beauty of their faces. Even the older ones are extraordinary people. Among the crowd, a white horse-drawn carriage walked inside. The carriage window was open, and An Zheng saw the woman who was once very familiar with it.

Xu Meidai, the former owner of the Tianhao Palace, is now the King of Peacock Ming in the Peacock Ming Palace.

This team of talents passed, followed by another team of people. These people wore cyan robes and had black and white fish tai chi pictures on their chests. Carrying a long sword and holding a whisk, there are about three or four hundred people. They all walk, no cars. At the forefront are more than twenty young disciples, all with eyebrows and eyebrows, all of which are very elegant. In the middle of the line, the four old Taoist guards wearing dark blue robes had a female aunt in the innermost, and they looked like they were about 20 years old.

"My goodness."

Someone in the crowd lowered his voice, but couldn't hide the surprise in his heart.

"So many powerful people are here, I recognize that, that is Longhushan Xuanyue. According to rumors, the future instructor of Longhushan Taoist Temple is only a twenties-year peerless genius woman. Not only is cultivation strong , And beautiful. "

"The beautiful woman who passed in the past was the Ming King of the Peacock Ming Palace, that is, Xu Meidai, the former owner of the Tianhao Palace in our Daxi, the first beauty of the rivers and lakes."

"Look, there is still behind, that person like Feiling?"

"Exactly, the Zongmen who no longer appeared in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years have sent people."

"This is a big deal."