"What a thief!"
Wei Quji's face was so gloomy that he could almost shed water.
Almost right under his nose, the unknown enemy used the lives of Xiaolin Town as sacrifices, and then consumed the remaining souls that should have rested in peace throughout the entire Maple Forest City, condensing the ghost gate ghost shadow in one fell swoop. In the end, she escaped calmly in front of him.
And he, Wei Quji, a fifth-grade master, tried his best to come, but he couldn't even eat a fart!
As the city lord, he failed in his duty. As a strong man, he was beaten in the face.
Has he ever suffered such humiliation?
so……
"waste!"
Wei Quji slapped Wei Yan with his backhand, sending Wei Yan flying several meters away!
There were dozens of people present, but no one dared to say anything. Although almost every one of them is unhappy.
Even Wei Yan himself just got up quietly without saying a word.
He certainly had enough reasons to defend himself and enough reasons to be angry. Before the fog, he moved forward bravely. Facing the Nine Palace Formation, he broke it first. Seeing that he was about to die, he was willing to take the risk and immediately burn the only red letter on his body.
It can be said that from any point of view, he has done his best at this stage and is beyond reproach.
But achievement is success and failure is failure. The military doesn't talk about what's available and what's not.
Wei Quji gave him permission to go to the Taoist Academy to organize people to investigate Xiaolin Town, but failed to prevent the incident from happening. This was a dereliction of duty.
Wei Quji could even kill him on the spot.
But what's the point?
Wei Quji came in an angry manner and left angrily.
Some of the young people carried the wounded on their backs, some supported each other, and some carried corpses. Just like that they dispersed.
These young disciples of the Taoist Academy had just experienced a hard battle with heavy casualties.
A very difficult battle that ultimately proved futile.
From beginning to end, they didn't even know who their opponent was, but their opponent had accomplished their goal and walked away.
They are called trash.
…
"You're so damn... unconvinced."
Du Yehu lay on his dormitory bed with his back stretched out like an iron tower.
There are no serious injuries on his body, and the damage to his foundation has been made up by the Guyuan Pill sent by Zhao Rucheng. He just needs a period of rest.
The Guyuan Pill is indeed a precious thing, but there is nothing hard to accept. It happened that Du Yehu needed it and Zhao Rucheng had it, so that was it. They are beings who can trust each other with their lives, let alone other things.
But the battle in Xiaolin Town, to be honest, was a blow to every Taoist disciple involved. For anyone who aspires to be extraordinary and longs for power, being powerless is probably the worst thing that can happen.
Perhaps only Zhao Rucheng is the exception. He has gone to the Sanfenxiang Tower to "recuperate" from his injuries. It is said that he wants to win the heart of a beautiful woman in one fell swoop with his heroic state of barely surviving death.
Du Yehu is not a person who can lie down, but he can only lie down at this moment. No one would indulge him if he wanted to drink. Therefore, it is rare to feel a little melancholy.
Ling He didn't speak, he closed his eyes and practiced.
As for Jiang Wang...he is eating at the moment, with Jiang Anan.
Cai Kee Mutton Shop, a century-old brand.
Two bowls of fragrant mutton soup, and ten pounds of neatly sliced white mutton.
Jiang Anan is holding a steamed bun in her left hand, and chopsticks in her right hand...the chopsticks are holding mutton. The reason why I use the word "grab" is because her posture of holding the chopsticks is indeed different - probably because no one has corrected her before - she just wraps her fingers around and holds the chopsticks.
After living with Jiang Wang for a long time, he is no longer as introverted and shy as he was at first.
She took a bite from the left and a bite from the right. As he ate, he would lower his head in front of him from time to time and take a nice sip of the broth. The two pear dimples on his face were lightly printed, and he was extremely satisfied.
Cai Ji Mutton Shop is not cheap. If it were Jiang Wang himself, he might not be willing to eat here.
During the mission in Xiaolin Town, although Wei Yan suffered a lot, he still performed his duties and won a reward of twenty points for each of them, and of course some silver subsidies. For practitioners, this is the least important thing. But for Jiang Anan, it is very important to eat delicious food.
"Do you like it?" Jiang Wang asked with a smile.
"Hmm... um!" Xiao Anan nodded vigorously.
"From now on, we will..." Jiang Wang silently calculated his savings, "No, we can come here to eat once every ten days, okay?"
Jiang Anan continued to nod.
She talked to her brother all the time - most of the time she just nodded or shook her head in response. Her little hands were not idle. While nodding, she grabbed a piece of mutton and rolled it carefully in the dipping sauce. Swirl around, and then wrap it up in one gulp.
"An'an, how are your homework lately?" Probably when chatting with children, all adults will eventually focus on this point. Jiang Wang felt that he was an adult, so he spoke naturally. Although he is only a seventeen-year-old boy.
Jiang Anan paused while eating the meat, her mouth was bulging, and she managed to squeeze out a sentence, "It's okay, it's okay."
Jiang Wang nodded with satisfaction.
He looked at his sister, feeling a slow, happy peace in his heart. The hardships of those battles, the sadness of seeing his brothers killed and injured, the powerlessness of not being able to prevent things from happening... all seemed to have faded away.
Of course some things are sad, but the life in front of me is so happy.
Makes you want to keep it forever.
…
Walking in the land of the Wang clan, greeting clan members from time to time, Wang Changxiang is calm and peaceful, as usual. Even the most picky tribesman can't say a word bad about him.
The three clans with the surnames Zhang, Fang and Wang in Maplewood City are similar in strength in all aspects, so it is difficult to distinguish them. However, because Zhang Linchuan now ranks third in the Taoist Honors List, the Zhang family is slightly ahead of the rest. The Wang family, Wang Changxiang, is ranked seventh in the Taoist Honors List, so he is not far behind.
Only the Fang family, the last genius died in a trial, and the best Fang Pengju this year was killed. Now there is only one Fang Heling left, who barely made it to the inner sect with the Pulse Opening Pill obtained with a lot of money. But in the minds of discerning people, the Fang family has been thrown away by the other two families.
Regardless of these things, Wang Changxiang has always been unwilling to get involved in secular affairs. Although his wisdom is enough to see through the dirty greed behind those enthusiasms, he is always calm and calm.
The road goes further and further away.
He finally stopped in front of a half-old courtyard. This was a remote corner of the Wang family's land. Almost no one lived nearby, and the owner of the courtyard was like a solitary bird living alone.
Wang Changxiang reached out and pushed the door open. The wooden door made a sharp creaking noise, disturbing the tranquility in the courtyard.
Unlike the mottled and old exterior walls, the yard is unexpectedly neat and exquisite. On the left, a grape vine was set up high, and on the vine was a lounge chair that had been rubbed smooth. There was no one on the couch, but there was a fat orange cat lying on it.
It wasn't surprised when people came, it only glanced weakly with half-open sleepy eyes.
"Xiao Ju." Wang Changxiang greeted after hearing the sound.
The fat orange cat turned his head and narrowed his eyes again, even disdainfully.
Wang Changxiang was not annoyed and continued to walk forward. There was a large water tank in front of him on the right, with lotus leaves floating in the water tank. From time to time you can see bubbles, which should be home to fish.
At this time, he stopped because he smelled the aroma of rice.
Almost at the same time, Xiao Ju on the recliner quickly stood up and looked back, all in one movement.
In front of the main entrance of the lobby, under the eaves, there is a low table. At this time, a young man was walking out from behind the door, and the aroma came from the food plate he was holding.
His face can't be said to be handsome, let alone ugly. It just gives people an inexplicable "distant" feeling. Probably because of those too bland eyes.
The young man with an alienated temperament squatted down and placed the dishes on the low table one by one. There were two bowls of snow-white and plump rice, two plates of green vegetables, and two plates of braised pig's trotters.
The man sat down on the threshold, took out his chopsticks, tapped the table with the end of the chopsticks, and said, "Eat."
Wang Changxiang didn't move because he knew it wasn't calling him, even though he really wanted to walk over and have the meal together.
With a "swish" sound, the orange cat rushed to the low table at a speed that was not suitable for its size. First, it lowered its head and sniffed in front of the plate of pig's trotters. Then it seemed to be somewhat satisfied. It put its front paws on the low table and started. Have a meal.
Wang Changxiang opened his mouth: "Brother."
Probably only a few people remember it. Wang Changxiang, the current pride of the Wang family, also has an older brother.
In fact, he is the eldest son of the Wang family, and the most logical heir to the patriarch in terms of clan lineage.
But unfortunately, he was also a useless person who wasted a precious pulse-opening pill and failed to manifest the Tao channels. The Wang family was ridiculed and was put down by the other two surnames.
The shame of the Wang family, Wang Changji.
