I'm not immortal

Chapter 407 Betrayal is always so sudden
"I told you a long time ago to be careful, but now it's better to fall into someone else's trap."

Xiao Mei stood in a puddle of water and lectured Jiang Qi in a bad tone, with a face as if she wanted to eat someone.

Jiang Qi was a little confused!
When did you say this?

However, seeing that Xiao Mei was almost on the verge of going berserk, she didn't dare to say anything and silently shouldered this unfounded crime.

The vitality in his body was circulating, and the next moment, Jiang Qi lifted his legs and walked out of the water stain's control.

Xiao Mei's nagging voice disappeared instantly. Zhang Fusheng was equally surprised and had a complicated expression.

"Although I rarely use secret techniques, I never thought you could break through my water binding technique so easily."

"After all, times are different."

Jiang Qi bowed to Zhang Fusheng and said.

In fact, it is not as easy as Zhang Fusheng thought to do it as easily as he did.

He just happened to be able to see the movement of the heaven and earth's vitality, as well as the trajectory of this water binding technique, and then he took one step forward and used his vitality to fight against it and break it.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid they wouldn't expect that a mere water binding technique could trap Jiang Qi for a long time.

This alone is enough to show that Zhang Fusheng has rarely experienced killings before he can be so naive.

And this also strengthened Jiang Qi's thoughts.

He must not be allowed to complete the sacrifice.

Otherwise, if Qianlongjiang Dragon God is provoked, everyone will be done with it.

"Old man, stop it."

"You are no match for the Dragon God."

Jiang Qi said sincerely.

Zhang Fusheng had a dark face, but he held Xiaobao's hand without realizing it. Xiaobao felt the change in Zhang Fusheng's mood, and looked up at the village chief's grandfather curiously, without saying anything.

He feels no pain.

“Whether you succeed or not, you have to try!”

After Zhang Fusheng said this, he turned to look at the strong man standing next to him.

“Let’s get started dick!”

The strong man nodded silently, and with a wave of his hand, he saw a group of people filing out of the dark night, with flags and flags fluttering in their hands, placed according to their directions.

Red, green and yellow ribbons floated into the air, and simple string music played accordingly. As the incense burned, curls of green smoke condensed and headed towards Qianlong River.

Jiang Qi was shocked when he saw this.

He was about to fly forward to stop him, but just as he was about to leave, he noticed a gaze that looked like a sword, which made people feel heart-stopping.

Jiang Qi hurriedly retreated. The moment he started to move, the ground beneath his feet instantly cracked, as if he had been struck by a knife.

The wind whistled in my ears, like ghosts and gods whimpering.

"What a strong wind."

Jiang Qi looked horrified.

Zhang Fusheng waved the nine-section staff in his hand, and with the sound of "ding-dong", the surrounding winds rose again, and several substantial winds appeared in the mid-air and chopped off Jiang Qi's head.

Jiang Qi secretly gathered his energy, and when the wind blade struck, he shouted and blew it away.

At this point, Jiang Qi was no longer polite. He glanced at Zhang Fusheng coldly and said, "I want to see what else you can do."

As he spoke, Jiang Qi's hand flashed with lightning, forcing Zhang Fusheng away.

Zhang Fusheng also showed a look of horror when he saw that Jiang Qi had rushed forward in just a short time.

Just like Jiang Qi said before, although he practices secret arts, he rarely fights with others. Even if he does sometimes attack, it is usually with ordinary people. There is no disadvantage, but when faced with Jiang Qi's level of practice, The shortcomings of such a person are highlighted.

There was absolutely no awareness of how to fight and kill, and the connection between the techniques was sluggish, leaving enough holes for him to die a hundred times.

In mid-air, Jiang Qi complained about Zhang Fusheng from head to toe.He didn't understand why the old man was so stubborn. With his three-legged cat's methods, even if he invited the Dragon God, he would only die.

When the lightning in his palm struck Zhang Fusheng, Jiang Qi secretly lost [-]% of his strength.

But even if there is only one point left, it is not something Zhang Fusheng, an 80-year-old man, can bear.

He let out a muffled groan and took a few steps back.

Jiang Qi did not pursue him, but took advantage of Zhang Fusheng's retreat and snatched the little treasure from his hand.

Xiaobao stood there stupidly, watching the old village chief being pushed aside, and the person holding his hand was replaced by a big brother with a grinning grin.

"Be good, little treasure. It will be fine in a while."

Even though he knew that Xiaobao was just a living person, Jiang Qi didn't just treat him as a dead thing. Instead, he touched his head like he would comfort an ordinary child.

Zhang Fusheng covered the injury on his shoulder, with large beads of sweat gathering on his face, but his original persistence was completely destroyed by Jiang Qi's palm.

He looked at Jiang Qi with a dejected face, his mouth moved several times, not knowing what to say.

"Old man, do you believe what I say now?"

Jiang Qi looked at Zhang Fusheng with some pity.

He actually understands Zhang Fusheng's current mentality very well. It's just that he has never met a powerful practitioner before, and he doesn't know the depth. In addition, he also has the method of dealing with the Qianlong River God left by his father. He feels that even if there is danger, it is completely within his reach. Under your own control.

It's really ridiculous!
Jiang Qiren has become numb. People like Zhang Fusheng are everywhere after the spiritual energy is revived, but there are few who are as stubborn as him.

"Stop it. You have no sacrifice now. It is useless to continue the sacrifice."

"As for the Qianlong River God, I will find someone to deal with him."

Jiang Qi persuaded again.

He did have this idea, but he was not stupid enough to do it alone.

The best way is to inform the mysterious bureau first, and then contact the major factions to find a solution together.

If that doesn't work, just trick his master into coming, and that should be fine.

"It seems that I am indeed old!"

Zhang Fusheng finally recognized the reality at this moment.

"Boy, go tell them to stop!"

Zhang Fusheng waved to the strong man before, and then continued to look at Jiang Qi.

"Brother Jiang Qi, don't embarrass Lao Er and the others. They are just ordinary people. I forced them to do this."

Zhang Fusheng was about to continue saying something when he suddenly realized something was wrong and no one answered him just now.

Turning around, he saw that the second child was still standing motionless, as if he hadn't heard what he said.

"Second brother, are you deaf?"

Zhang Fusheng frowned and was about to scold him when he felt a sharp pain in his chest. However, he saw a dagger coming out of his body and blood spurting out of his chest.

Jiang Qi was also caught off guard, and when he saw the person behind Zhang Fusheng, he was even more shocked and speechless.

Zhang Fusheng struggled to turn around, and his eyes widened when he saw that face.

Xiaobao's father, Zhang Changfa, was holding a dagger with a ferocious expression.

"Old man, I have tolerated you for a long time. How can you stop the sacrificial ceremony that I finally started?"

"Why, haven't you always opposed sacrifices?"

Zhang Fusheng was a little confused. It was clear that Zhang Fusheng was the one who was most opposed to it before.

"Who said I am against sacrifice?"

(End of this chapter)