As soon as he entered the space, Wuyou was ordered by Ming Jiuye to refine the elixir in the wooden house, while Wujin and Haisi were temporarily led by Si Buyu to entertain them.
While Wuyou was in trance, Ming Jiuye lit a soothing incense for her and then walked toward the underground palace to find helpers who could help melt the ice.
As soon as he stepped into the underground palace, Ming Jiuye heard a warning sound of "Bah-Bah-" coming from inside.
He strode in with a nonchalant expression, "It's time to put in some effort to live and eat for free, otherwise I wouldn't mind redecorating this place." After speaking, he paused and said, "Use snake skin."
"You have the most sinister, evil, pure and dark soul in the world. Who are you?"
A huge, ferocious-looking snake head poked out from the depths of the dark underground palace. The bulging wings on the head were fully gleaming and powerful, but it was missing a pair of sharp snake eyes.
"It doesn't matter who I am, as long as you understand that I have the final say here, it's enough." He stood there with a smile on his face but not in anger. The aura emanating from his body even had an invisible pressure.
"What do you want me to do?" The snakehead seemed to be shocked by the invisible murderous intent.
"The Wuwu Sea is frozen, and I need to use your fire attribute."
"Then we have to settle an account carefully."
At this time, the other snake head also woke up from hibernation, its two vertical pupils as bright as torches, staring closely at Ming Jiuye's every move.
"That's ridiculous. I'm not here to discuss with you, but to inform you."
In the dimness, Ming Jiuye's blue eyes had no trace of fog, and were as pure as the stars in the sky.
"Boy, don't think..."
"You talk a lot." Ming Jiuye retracted his waving arms and walked out again.
In the wooden house, the elixir was driven by the spiritual energy, and the strong medicinal power slowly formed layers of protective nets in Wuyou's body. The rising white mist circled around her body, and more and more... .
Time passed quietly, and as the white mist became more dense and mellow, Wuyou now started to use the "Nine Demon Jue".
The white mist gradually resembled ink-stained clouds, and the white true energy slowly formed into the most sinister and evil evil energy that poured into her meridians.
Ding – Ding –
There was a knock on the door outside the hall, "Elder brother, Master wants you to go to the main hall."
"Okay, come right away."
Before leaving, Qian Chen glanced at the concubine on the pen stand, gently closed the door, and then left.
In Yongqing Hall, Ling Yun sat alone in the upper position. He was the only one in the huge hall. In the hall was a tea cup that had fallen and scattered. Qian Chen recognized it as the master's favorite white jade cup.
"What made Master so angry?" He slowly stepped forward to pick up the fallen fragments, wrapped them in a brocade handkerchief and put them back on the desk.
"This is a greeting note just sent from Jixia Sect." Ling Yun threw the post in front of Qian Chen angrily, "To put it nicely, it's a greeting note, but it's clear that there are all kinds of accusations against you between the lines! Humph! You're still bragging about asking for my medicine. Wang Zong prepared hundreds of high-grade elixirs and went to Fengyan to ask for the marriage of the goddess of the Cui family. Bah! What a beautiful thought!"
After reading it, Qian Chen frowned and put the greeting note on the desk, "My disciple has absolutely nothing to do with that Cui family girl." He touched the fingertips of his two palms and bowed solemnly.
"Of course I know, but this Jixia Sect is also quite prestigious in the world. If they take the lead in spreading rumors, it won't help if you don't defend them."
After hearing this, Qianchen said calmly: "Disciple doesn't care about this, if master..."
"Shut up! The Master Association cares about these false reputations, but...if Junior Sister Tian comes back and finds out about this, she will probably be very angry at the Jixia Sect. There is no need for her to know about such bad things." Ling Yun said solemnly. Drink low, the meaning is clear, this kind of shit should rot in the dirt and never be mentioned again.
"Disciple understands, master, don't worry, this kind of illusory things will not spread to the world." After saying this, he bowed again, picked up the greeting card in one hand, and held the fragment in the other hand, about to leave.
"Slow down! Our Yaowang Sect is not a soft persimmon. Anyone can pinch it if they want. There is no need to hide it. By the way, I will help your juniors practice their courage." These words were the tacit approval of the Yaowang Sect to start a war against Jixia Sect.
"Yes, my disciple received the decree."
Not long after, the Yaowang Sect rang the bell.
As soon as the bell rang, the adjacent Weapon Refining Sect was also affected. For some unknown reason, all of them flew over with swords under the leadership of Senior Brother Wu Tong.
At this time, all the disciples of Yaowang Sect have gathered, except for senior brother Qian Chen.
"what happened?"
"Elder brother said that we need to change clothes, let's wait."
In the space, she opened her eyes and Wuyou walked out of the wooden house. This elixir felt too familiar to her. Rather than saying it was an elixir, it was better to say that it was the essence of heaven and earth.
It seems that she has to work hard to practice, but she can't even tell the grade of the elixir.
Suddenly he heard a "humming" sound coming from the forest. Wuyou wondered and walked over to find the sound. A bright moon hung high in the sky, and the dazzling silver light poured down thousands of miles. It was really beautiful.
Under the moonlight, her silly husband was chewing on... a mobile phone?
Hearing the sound, when he looked up, his saliva was dripping in the air, and the crystal beads were swinging.
"Baby, I lost again..."
When this guy was still Zuoyang, he would delete the software when he lost a game, download it again when he wanted to play, delete the software again when he lost the game... he never tired of it.
She gently picked up the paper towel on the wooden table with two fingers and walked to him. "If you lose, fight again, be careful of breaking your teeth." She wiped the saliva from his mouth as she said it.
"Baby, am I stupid?" I can't even play stand-alone games.
Wuyou said with a smile, "My husband doesn't need to be too smart. It's enough for us to have one smart person."
"Why do these words sound so familiar... OK, you! How dare you make fun of me." Ming Jiuye picked up Wuyou and pressed her on the table, just about to tickle her and punish her.
At this time, a man suddenly ran over and said in a deep voice: "Sir, something happened!"
"Brother Jiu, what happened?" Seeing Wuyou still lying on the table, Lan Jiu quickly turned away to give them time to get up.
"What happened?" Ming Jiuye asked after smoothing Wuyou's clothes.
Lan Jiu glanced at Wuyou worriedly, and said slowly: "The man named Brother Bao... is dead."
"Who killed him?" Wuyou asked with a gloomy look, shocked in his heart.
"suicide."
"How can it be?"
Lan Jiu sighed: "He has never won against verbal violence."
The use of insulting and discriminatory language such as abuse, slander, contempt, ridicule, etc., causing others to suffer mental abuse and invisible personal attacks, is collectively referred to as verbal violence.
As the saying goes, "A kind word warms you for three winters, but a bad word hurts you for six months." Everyone says that knives are sharp, but they don't know that words are the invisible weapon that can kill people the most.
The same is true for silent language. In a latitude where the Internet is developed, more terrifying reminders are conveyed through fingers.
"Effective immediately, the Immortal City has another punishment, tongue pulling." After Wuyou said in a deep voice, he walked towards the planned area of the Immortal City.
He immediately sat up and wanted to bow down but was stopped by Qian Chen, "Cui Simei had an affair with Mu Qing of Jixia Sect, Miaoyuan Miaoyin all saw it with their own eyes, but they still poured dirty water on my head. Tonight, the Medicine King Sect will teach the Jixia Sect a heavy lesson, and your task is to tell the prince that Cui Simei is no longer perfect, and that he has an extraordinary relationship with Miaoyuan of the Jixia Sect."
Since the head of a dignified sect confuses right and wrong by referring to a deer as a horse, don't blame him for disrespecting the elderly.
"Subordinate, remember, I..." Looking again, the room was empty again.
"This damn woman really doesn't shed tears until she sees the coffin." Cui Buqun got up angrily, picked up the lamp, changed his clothes, and flew towards the palace overnight.
Yaowang Sect, "Brother Qianchen, where are you going?"
The eldest brother of the Weapon Refining Sect, Wu Tong, held his sword and saw Qian Chen, dressed in white and snow-clad, walking out of the sect. His black hair was like silk, like an orchid in an empty valley, cold and aloof.
"Jixia Sect"
"Jixia Sect? What are you doing?" Wu Jianlang, dressed in purple, looked indescribably noble and elegant.
Qian Chen didn't dodge and said bluntly: "Juniors, we have been studying hard this month.
Practice and take them to the field for a trial. "
As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Weapon Refining Sect looked at each other, "You are crazy! Master Miaoyuan is not easy to mess with." Wu Tong quickly spoke out to dissuade him.
Seeing the shocked expression on the other party's face, Qian Chen deliberately slapped him in the face and said, "Brother Wu came to visit late at night...why?"
When mentioning this matter, Wu Tong could only sigh: "It's not you who rang the bell. Master said that no matter what you want to do, our Weapon Refining Sect will help you."
"anything?"
"Yes, anything, murder and arson as your sect master pleases."
Wu Tong couldn't help but murmur in his heart, could it be that all the masters of the Medicine King Sect defeated the masters of the Weapon Refining Sect? Why couldn't Ren Ren escape from the palm of the Medicine King Sect.
"Then thank you all in advance." After saying this, Qianchen threw his folding fan to the sky, "Let's see who among us gets there first."
Suddenly, dozens of folding fans suddenly floated in the sky. The disciples of the Yaowang Sect jumped up and took the lead.
"See you at Jixia Sect!"
"Hey! It's not bad, keep up!" Wu Tong gave an order, and the disciples of the Weapon Refining Sect stepped on flying swords and chased after them. After a while, one white and one purple were competing with each other.
In the space, in the Immortal City District, as soon as he approached the room where Brother Bao died, a touch of warmth and anger appeared on Wuyou's face.
Because the villain's voice is still filling my ears, "I knew he was a pervert, look at the stickers in his room."
"It's so disgusting that I live on the same floor as this pervert..."
All kinds of hard-to-hear words poured into her ears like boiling water, "Baby, take a deep breath." At the critical moment, Ming Jiuye's caring hands held her trembling body.
"Send Brother Leopard away first."
Holding back his anger, Wuyou walked step by step towards the blackened corpse. When he saw the stuffed bear in his hand, the tears in his eyes could no longer be held back.
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and carry out
reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo, hoo!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and help me search you."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
.
Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."
