"Is there such an unwritten rule?" Lin Ming glanced at Wenren Qianyi.
Wenren Qianyi nodded, "There is indeed such a statement."
"This is to prevent the master from using force to violate the prohibition at will."
Xu Aodong waved his hand.
"All saints will be restrained in the realm of saints, and extraordinary saints will be restrained to a greater extent, especially those from other states."
Mo Shanhuai sneered and said: "That's right, now I, Xuanwen Sword Academy, handles the internal affairs of the academy and expels unscrupulous students. You have no right to interfere."
Mo Yingxue pointed at Jian Wuxu, then stared at Lin Ming.
"You can't keep your friends!"
"Now, our Xuanwen Sword Academy's internal affairs have been dealt with, and the conclusion is that the Qingye City defense army united with Xuanwen Academy and the traitor Jian Wuxu to harm our Xuanwen Sword Academy. As a result, we were disadvantaged in dealing with the beast tide, and I was the only one to escape. "
With a proud smile on her lips, Mo Yingxue raised her eyebrows.
"We have to leave and report this news back. Whether it is Xuanwen Sword Academy or others, they will only recognize the news we announced. So what if we are extraordinary saints? You can't stop everyone from talking."
At this moment, Cao Zhuqing took a step forward and struck down with a flick of his sleeves.
boom!
"You are really brave to try to confuse right and wrong in front of me, and to deceive everyone in the world."
Cao Zhuqing's momentum rose, and an evil aura shot straight into the sky.
The sky is full of blood, and the evil spirit is like fog.
The old marshal showed all his momentum at this moment——
At the peak of the Dao realm, his method of entering the Dao is the way of killing, and he can defeat thousands of enemies on the battlefield!
Lin Ming's eyes widened, and the little guy's eyes widened.
Wenren Qianyi smiled and said, "Why, are you surprised?"
Lin Ming and the little guy nodded like garlic.
Wenren Qianyi beat his chest.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He smiled boldly and grinned widely, "Don't think about it, how can my brother be simple?"
After a pause, I heard Qianyi's voice like a loud bell, swaying on the long street.
"A cup of tea is used to prepare the battlefield. Cao Zhuqing is not a good person! He spent the first half of his life in killings, but he was seriously injured. After recuperating and recuperating, he has a calm old man in front of you. Cao.”
When everyone heard the words "Cao Zhuqing", they were stunned for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, an old street vendor said in a hoarse voice: "Is it the old marshal, is it really the old marshal? You, you are still alive, God bless Ningguo!"
In the distance, the octogenarian dropped his walking stick, stepped forward tremblingly and stretched out his hand, "Old Marshal, I am your soldier, I am your soldier...Are you going to lead the army again? But I can't afford it now, old marshal." Knife."
There was also a woman holding two children, kneeling to Cao Zhuqing from a distance. She whispered to the children:
"Look, that's the old marshal of my Ning country. He is the unrivaled hero that my mother often told you. He is the patron saint of our Ning country."
"Mother, I experienced the Three Kingdoms Rebellion when I was younger than you. Without the old marshal, there would not be millions of households in the western border of Ning State, and there would be no me... Therefore, he is our great benefactor. He His name is Cao Zhuqing, you should remember it well!"
The two children nodded obediently, "Yes, mother."
They looked at Cao Zhuqing and the evil aura rising to the sky, but they didn't feel the slightest fear.
Because, the evil spirit like a sea of blood always protects the people of Ningguo.
Lin Ming looked around in all directions, taking in everything around him.
Only then did he truly realize who Cao Zhuqing was.
The patron saint of Ningguo!
Perhaps the Ningguo family deliberately downplayed his existence, but the people of Ningguo have never forgotten him.
Even after so many years, the people of Ning country still remember him and will always remember him.
Guarding the border, protecting the home and country, such a heroic man stood there like a thousand troops.
The little guy opened his mouth and said with a milky voice: "Old guy, I think the tea maker is more majestic and powerful than you."
Wenren Qianyi grinned, nodded and said, "Yes, he is the only person in my life that I feel ashamed of."
At this time, Zhao Wusheng's beautiful eyes were bright and her fiery red lips moved up and down: "The old marshal has come out of the mountain, the old marshal has come out of the mountain..."
She turned her head, grabbed Ge Qinghuang's shoulders, and shook him back and forth.
Ge Qinghuang smiled, "I'm so excited."
Zhao Wusheng placed a heavy palm on her shoulder, "Of course I'm excited! I'm still imitating this. When the old marshal comes out, he will definitely conquer Jing and Bian."
"He has many heroic men under his command, and I want to go too! Isn't it wonderful to be able to overwhelm the enemy's country and be a man of your own accord?"
"Hahahaha, Mingdi will leave it to you. I won't snatch it from you, lest you cry."
Ge Qinghuang stared at her without saying a word.
Zhao Wusheng smiled and said nothing.
At this time, the hearts of everyone in Xuanwen Sword Academy were filled with despair. Most of them came from major aristocratic families, but they knew very well how powerful Cao Zhuqing was.
It is rare to see a man of God who can make all the major families in Ning Kingdom fear him, but yet he is helpless.
Mo Yingxue's pupils swayed, and she didn't even dare to look directly at Cao Zhuqing, who was filled with evil spirits.
Kick, kick, kick!
Mo Shanhuai took several steps back, covering his chest, "With such a strong evil spirit, there is no mistaking it. You are the God of War, Cao Zhuqing."
His eyes were full of fear.
Cao Zhuqing's eyes were indifferent, "You used your spiritual consciousness in the city without any scruples, without any concern for the civilians, and then you went to the city lord's palace and blatantly used your power to suppress people. For these two reasons alone, you should die."
die? !
Mo Shanhuai raised his hands and blocked them in front of him.
"No, you can't kill me. I don't belong entirely to Ningguo. I'm still the instructor of Xuanwen Sword Academy. If you kill me, our dean won't let it go."
"He is an extraordinary saint. Senior Wenren is also an extraordinary saint. Just block him." Lin Ming smiled.
Cao Zhuqing looked at Lin Ming a few times and said, "Aren't you scared, little friend?"
Lin Ming shook his head and reached out to touch the evil blood.
"I am a citizen of Ningguo, and your evil aura poses no threat to me."
"Okay, people who come from a wealthy family rarely think of themselves as common people. My little friend's character is indeed extraordinary. I'm not wrong!"
After saying this, Cao Zhuqing disappeared on the spot.
boom!
With one move, blood flowed from his sleeves.
Mo Shanhuai retreated more than ten feet, his face turned pale and his breath was gray.
In one move, all his pride was shattered.
"You really want to kill me?!" Mo Shanhuai knelt on the ground, looking up at Cao Zhuqing.
Cao Zhuqing shook his head slightly.
Xu Aodong patted the long knife on his waist and said with a smile: "Military God Cao Zhuqing never talks about killing easily, but whatever he says, it must be true."
"Back then, the leader of the Jing Kingdom went on a personal expedition and died in the iron-hoofed military formation under Lao Cao."
"The tea maker is so arrogant, I like it," Lu Xueye slapped his two little paws back and forth, "Brother Ming, we seem to have a super, super, big backer."
Lin Ming chuckled softly, "More than that, he should be a super, super, super, huge supporter."
"Twice as super?" The little guy had innocent eyes and a milky voice.
Lin Ming touched the tip of his eyebrows, half seriously and half jokingly: "Many, many times more super."
