Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 139 Zhang Suohao’s Nightmare
"Ah."

Under the moonlight, the old scholar who had no idea what his expression was and what kind of mood he was in suddenly laughed softly. Then he let go of his hand and let Zhang Suohao hang on the wall.

"Ok?"

Zhang Suohao looked at the old scholar in astonishment, with confusion in his eyes.

It shouldn't be! ?
Shouldn't he be very angry now, abandon himself, go to the training ground in the south of the city, and rescue Zhou Li and the others?

Why is he motionless?
"do you know?"

The old scholar stretched out his hand, but this time, he did not pinch Zhang Suohao's neck, but straightened his collar, and then said gently:
"Half of what you just said is bullshit."

"you!"

Zhang Suohao did not expect that the old scholar would be so vulgar, or in other words, he did not expect that the old scholar would react like this.He looked at the old scholar in disbelief, opened his mouth, but could not speak.

"First, the matters of Beiliang City, big and small, have nothing to do with me. I am a scholar, teaching and educating people, and do not care about the affairs of the city. Therefore, the final work after Lu Youzhong's death was decided by Li Kuan alone and has nothing to do with me."

After taking a few steps back, the old scholar did not conceal the ridicule in his eyes and said:

"Secondly, tell you the good news."

Pointing at himself, the mockery on the old scholar's face became more intense, even less than the classic "close your eyes, point at someone, laugh".He looked at Zhang Suohao and said with a wonderful expression;
"I was not the one who set up Ling Chi and Lu Youzhong to kill the prime minister's son with my own hands."

Pointing at Zhang Suohao, the old scholar finally followed the classic "close your eyes, point at people, and laugh." He didn't hold back and said with a smile:

"It's Zhou Li who you look down upon."

This sentence hit Zhang Suohao's mind like a thunder. In an instant, his pupils trembled violently, shaking like chaff, and it was difficult to speak.

"How is it possible..."

Swallowing his saliva, Zhang Suohao stuttered with horror in his eyes: "Impossible, you are lying to me, you are definitely lying to me. He is a third-level spiritual master, how can he kill the son of the prime minister and still live? you!"

"Look, you don't believe it either."

The old scholar patted Zhang Suohao's face, sat swaying on the recliner, and leaned back, looking carefree and completely without any worries:
"Even the emperor doesn't believe it."

"So, in order to show his sincerity, Zhou Li stood at the city gate, picked up the prime minister's son's head, and threw it into the prime minister's face."

Looking at Zhang Suohao, who was full of fear and couldn't believe the truth, the old scholar looked calm, as if nothing had happened, and said calmly: "Laugh, why don't you laugh? Don't you like laughing?"

"How...how is it possible."

At this time, Zhang Suohao still couldn't believe that the prime minister's son died in the hands of an unknown person.The most frightening thing is that this unknown guy not only did not lose his family and his family, but on the contrary, he also drove himself to a dead end without any damage.

"His surname is Zhou?!"

Suddenly, Zhang Suohao seemed to have thought of something, a look of horror appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help shouting: "You, you actually!"

"Say."

This time, Zhang Suohao felt pure death entangled in his heart, as if his fragile heart would burst if he said another word.

"go on."

The old man's expression was calm and he was still leaning on the recliner peacefully. His voice had no fluctuations: "I am an old man, but I don't have that much dignity to let the prime minister swallow the hatred of killing his son."

Therefore, there is someone behind Zhou Li...

Moreover, it is someone who he cannot touch and cannot even think about. "You don't have to worry about Zhou Li's safety."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the old scholar laughed, and then said slowly:
"What you should worry about is what will happen to you after he solves the trouble you caused."

"By the way, do you have hemorrhoids?"

No one thought that Mr. Dead Man Knife, who we had high hopes for, would fall at the hands of Pea Girl in the battle of revenge!The Dead Man's Knife, a monster with high hopes, is about to pass away early and announce his death. "

"Roar!!!"

Following a small punch to the chest, the Dead Man's Knife roared in pain and retreated continuously.

Zhou Yi put away her tender green fists and gritted her teeth with a healthy face. The hem of her green skirt was blowing in the wind, as turbulent as her heart.

She looked at the ugly monster in front of her, wrinkled her small and delicate nose, then raised her fists, took a deep breath, and stepped forward several steps in a row.

boom! ! ! !

The fist is not very fast, it should be said that it is very slow.However, this slowness cannot be avoided.

Because the ultimate power only looks fast, but in fact, it is inevitable.

The death knife kept flying backwards like a tattered rag doll, and finally landed heavily among the ruins of a house.With violent shaking sounds, the haunted house that children loved so much collapsed, burying the Dead Man's Knife inside.

At this time, Zhu Qianyun, Guo Lingyun, Hou Jue and Qianhu stared at the scene in front of them in stunned silence.They didn't expect that this woman, who was as beautiful as a fairy even though her skin was green, would have such strange powers.

Tang Wan?

She was in Zhu Qianyun's arms without crying!
"No, why are you hugging me?!"

Tang Wan was a little angry at this time. He raised his head and hit the soft ground, "I'm not a child!"

"Subconscious, subconscious."

Zhu Qianyun apologized repeatedly, refused to repent, and would never let go.She witnessed the brutal sight of Zhou Yi using his slender arms to lift the death knife with sparkling eyes from the rubble with one hand, and then smashing it heavily on the ground.

Nan Wu San, how terrifying.

Stretching out his hand to cover Tang Wan's eyes, Zhu Qianyun stared at Zhou Yi who was kicking the dead man's knife as a ball, with a look of yearning gradually appearing in his eyes.

If I also had this kind of power... Tang Wan... I wouldn't be able to run away... Hehe

"Hey! I heard everything!"

Peeling off the bare hands covering his face, Tang Wan raised his head with difficulty and said solemnly: "You have already said it, you are the princess of the Ming Dynasty, be more reserved."

"nothing."

Zhu Qianyun smiled tenderly at Tang Wan, her cheeks stained with a layer of crimson, and said softly: "What I mean is, if I also have this kind of power, I can protect you, and the enemy can't escape, hehe."

"You don't have to repeat hey."

Tang Wan sighed helplessly, but there was nothing she could do. At this time, she was pitifully weak and could only eat, and could not run away. She could only live in troubled times.

At this time, the battlefield has entered a white-hot stage.This intense heat mainly refers to Zhou Yi starting to study how to ball up the Dead Man's Knife into a ball, and then jam the opponent right at the mouth of a well, so that she can jump on the trampoline.

In short...not like humans.

(End of this chapter)