The situation suddenly reversed. Some people praised Yan Ci for his cleverness, but in fact they disdained it in their hearts. This kind of intrigue and deception deviates from the right path and is often laughed at by generous families.
Qu Yuyi pointed a few fingers at Mao Feng from the air, and used his spiritual energy to firmly imprison his magic power in his dantian. He looked back at the eager vendors and said coldly: "Don't take chances. I'll take care of you after I finish taking care of the leader." .”
The vendors were all in danger, and decided to break out as soon as they saw Mao Feng being in trouble, and immediately stay away from the place of trouble.
Yan Ci noticed that these bastards were looking at each other, so he pinched Mao Feng's ears and said, "This group of minions probably want to escape. If I don't let you go, who's turn will be unlucky in the end?"
All the vendors were dumbfounded. They tried to beat him, but they couldn't. They wanted to escape. If this "what if" came true, with Maofeng's chicken intestines and little belly, it would be the Buddha's blessing that the traitor would not be ripped out.
Mao Feng fell to the ground, regretting why he had given up his strengths and only took shortcuts. If he was willing to waste some energy, he might not be able to defeat everyone here one by one.
But after listening to Yan Ci's words, it seemed that there was still a glimmer of hope. He cheered up and said shamelessly: "Senior Brother Yan has a kind heart. He is a villain who has no eyesight. Please spare your life, spare your life."
Yan Ci shook his head and said, "You are telling lies with your eyes open! Your eyes are so bright."
Mao Feng hurriedly fixed his eyes and said with a smile: "I am blind with my eyes open, glaucoma is covering my eyes..."
Yan Ci was too lazy to pay attention, and the sharp sword tip passed under his eyebrow intentionally or unintentionally. The sword energy was extremely cold, and those evil eyes couldn't help but turn around, they were so flexible.
Yan Ci said: "This guy's life is really hard. His bright eyes are just decorations. It's better to just gouge them out."
Mao Feng was frightened and begged: "Hero, I'm so sorry for this poor little guy. He has an old man and a young man..."
Yan Ci pretended to be angry and said: "Fart, what kind of blind girl would fall in love with you? Could it be that you are robbing a common girl?"
Mao Feng cried out that he had been wronged and shouted: "We never met, it was love at first sight, and we decided to be private for life."
Yan Ci thought of Li Chonglou and Pan Yinjian, the dog-eat-dog couple who often flirted with each other in front of people, sleeping together and flying together. He couldn't help but said to himself: "There are also silly women, I have met them before. Hey, You’re lucky, kid.”
Mao Feng said ecstatically: "Yes, yes, the villain is just a blind man trying his luck."
Yan Ci chuckled and said: "It's a bad seed. Since we have completed the great task of passing on the family line, why not cut off the roots of the descendants to avoid harming others again. Your eagle claws are too evil, and you should repay them in the other way." Throw it at him." The sword edge turned, and he really wanted to execute him.
Mao Feng was immediately frightened until his face turned pale, and he said in a tearful voice: "My dear ancestor, please spare my life. I have not left any heirs. This is just a temporary measure to save my life..." Before he could finish his words, he was already crying. .
Yan Ci pretended to be surprised, kicked Mao Feng over and said, "I begged for mercy for a long time without telling the truth, and I almost hurt my moral integrity."
When a man sheds tears, he doesn't shed them easily, but they are not sad yet. Mao Feng was heartbroken at this time. He burst into tears and cried miserably.
Yan Ci couldn't bear it, so she pulled up Mao Feng's sleeves and smeared his face with tears and snot, and said, "I won't cry. I'm just scaring you. I cut my life and gouged my eyes. How can I be so cruel?"
The group of cultivators stood across from the fire pond watching the play, feeling dumbfounded. As the saying goes, one thing will bring down another. When Mao Feng, a living treasure, met the evil star Yan Ci, he drank water between his teeth, farted and twisted his waist. It was extremely unlucky.
His emotions rose and fell so quickly that Mao Feng was so aggrieved that he couldn't talk about it. He was sobbing and speechless, so he was temporarily let go.
The vendors didn't dare to break out in sweat, wondering how this evil star was going to fall. Unexpectedly, Yan Ci refused to investigate the accomplices, and even tilted his head and praised: "The song is so wonderful, what a bitter trick!"
Then he ignored it, and all the vendors escaped inexplicably. They were sad and happy, secretly sighing that this evil star had tortured Mao Feng so much that his conscience finally discovered it!
Mao Feng still covered his face and moaned, but out of the corner of his eye, he peeped at Yan Ci's actions between his fingers.
Ren Xiaoyao sighed slightly. This shameless, obscene and shameless scene really opened his eyes.
A benevolent person loves others, a polite person respects others. Although Mao Feng is hateful, his humanity has not been lost after all. Ren Xiaoyao feels compassion and persuades Yan Ci to be noble.
Yan Ci said: "Although good can't be lost, evil can't be long-lasting. But from beginning to end, from left to right, Mao Zaizi's body has not lost any oily skin. Yan made some concessions in his words, but he is still a suit of copper skin and iron bones. .”
It's counter-intuitive, but it's also the truth, and Ren Xiaoyao is at a loss for words.
Not long after, Yan Ci said impatiently: "If you dare to cry and cry again, do you still want that pig's tongue?"
When Mao Feng heard this, his crying suddenly stopped, and the group of cultivators suddenly sighed. Physical cultivation is physical cultivation after all, and all the cultivation is reflected on the face.
The scene was a little deserted, so Ren Xiaoyao took the opportunity to ask: "Few people know about the essence of the Miasma Mother, but judging from this person's words and deeds, it may not be a bluff. Regarding the method of avoiding the Miasma, I hope Brother Yan can clear up the confusion."
Yan Ci smiled slightly and said, "Brother Ren deserves the most credit for surviving this time."
Ren Xiaoyao said in surprise: "How do you say this?"
"If I hadn't drank the spirit wine, I'm afraid those thieves would have succeeded." Yan Ci explained, "It's rainy and humid here, the yin energy is strong and the yang energy is suppressed, and those who suffer from miasma will have cold miasma. The spirit that brews innocent love All the ingredients are warm and hot, so heat medicine should be used to treat cold, so it can be said to be a crooked approach to avoiding miasma."
The group of cultivators suddenly realized and said in unison: "I see." Ren Xiaoyao had a lot of thoughts. It seemed that everything had God's will. No matter how careful others were, the outcome of the matter was already destined.
As for how to deal with this group of thieves who are fighting openly and openly, some people advocate opening up a wide margin, while others advocate eradicating all evil, but this matter started because of Yan Ci, and it is ultimately up to him to make the decision.
Yan Ci's eyes flickered and he said slowly: "Although Yan's whereabouts are not secret in the recent past, only a few people know about it. I have never met the thief, but his identity was revealed by him. It is estimated that there is another person behind it. There is someone who gives orders.”
Qu Yuyi said: "Although Menglu City is the only way to pass, it is unknown when we will arrive and whether we will stay. There is peace elsewhere, but we only set up a situation here, and even completely rely on an incompetent practitioner. This It’s very suspicious.”
Ren Xiaoyao said: "Within a hundred miles, Menglu City is the only gathering place for monks. I must have known that the two of them would stay for a while."
Yan Ci shook his head and said: "You can reach Pyongyang in Dongmei by climbing over this mountain. A prosperous place is much safer than deep in the mountains and old forests. If Yan travels at night, the layout of the house will be in vain. How can people walk and stitch? You’ll miss the most important point!”
Ren Xiaoyao was in a daze, patted Yan Ci's shoulder as a sign of persuasion, and said casually: "I'm drunk now, and I'll be worried tomorrow. Since the thief has been captured, why should Brother Yan worry about it?"
Yan Ci's thoughts turned rapidly, his expression suddenly condensed, and he lost his voice and said: "Unless..." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pure and powerful spiritual power pouring into the spiritual platform, and it hit hard.
There is no trace of the treacherous nature of the human heart. The companion who just had a good time drinking and chatting is often a deadly poisonous snake. When blind trust blinds one's eyes, the danger is already close at hand.
A puff of blood mist blurted out and sprinkled on the fire, causing a ball of flame to rise. The fog has not yet dissipated, and Yan Ci is already slumped beside the fire. He has never been so close to death since he went out to explore.
It turns out that Ren Xiaoyao is really the ultimate trump card of the schemer. This man has outstanding temperament and elegant conversation, which makes people feel sympathy for each other. He first won over the innocent child with valuable spiritual wine, and then became the talisman for Yin Yin's child. Yan Cigang guessed the reason, but it was too late.
This scene was shocking, and the monks present were completely stunned. No one could understand why Ren Xiaoyao was so cruel to Yan Ci.
Qu Yuyi was also thinking about the purpose of the planner. When he woke up, everything was a foregone conclusion.
Ren Xiaoyao's graceful and elegant demeanor was no longer there, and suddenly he became sinister and vicious. He put his palm on the top of Yan Ci's head and said with a cold smile: "If you take one step forward, he will die first!"
There is a knife hidden in this smile, which sends chills down your spine. Qu Yuyi stood back and suddenly lost his idea in a panic.
Ren Xiaoyao was very measured in his attack, severely injuring Yan Ci but not fatally. After all, he believed that the living were more valuable than the dead.
The man looked proud and pretended to be regretful and said: "Brother Yan really believes in the saying that 'the white head is as new and the top is as old as before'. How stupid! Little does he know that the world is in a hot and cold world, and the unbreakable truth is that people's hearts are not ancient."
Yan Ci's thoughts were as silent as a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.
There is never any free gift in the world, and there is no morality that will not change despite the weather. Even if there is, it is only a means to achieve the goal. Those who are too stupid cannot complain about being teased by others.
At the moment, people are trying to cut each other into flesh and blood, and Yan Ci's only hope is that he doesn't want his own safety to become Qu Yuyi's fatal seven inches.
Qinglan Immortal Sword spits out several wisps of fine sword energy, lingering between Maofeng's Naohu point and Fengfu point. Depending on the situation, if Yan Ci makes any slight mistake, Qu Yuyi will definitely retaliate and kill the beast first and then make arguments later.
There is no end to the road, and that's just because we haven't reached the end yet.
On the surface, Mao Feng and Ren Xiaoyao are in the same boat, but secretly they are in harmony with each other, setting up clever plans to deal with Yan Ci. The only current plan is to use Mao Feng's life as a constraint. As long as Ren Xiaoyao has a little scruple, there is still hope.
Everyone in the hall had no ability to influence the situation. Just as they were immersed in thinking about how to save their lives, Qu Yuyi opened his mouth slightly and shouted coldly: "Get out!" The cultivators were so surprised when they heard this that they, together with the vendors, turned their heads and ignored them. All the swarms of bees were gone.
When gods fight, mortals suffer, and everyone onlookers has nothing to worry about. Who has the mind to care about other things? Looking back, Yan Ci was not a good person anyway. Looking at the scene of time, everyone wishes that all the monks in the temple would die together. If no one comes to cause trouble again, it would be an eye-opener for the heavens.
In the sky above Menglu City, the stars were blinking in the sky, the leaves were rustling, and the cries of crickets could be heard in the breeze.
As soon as the monks stepped out of the door, they immediately tore away their bodies and fled away. They repeatedly warned themselves not to be greedy in the future, otherwise they might become the burial objects of some unlucky guy.
