Two or three things in the copy

Chapter 171

"It's a dead man." Zhu Zhong's stellar energy erupted, and the dust was immediately dispersed.

Wu Mingkong also took a look, he was indeed dead.

"The older one was not rescued, but the younger one was saved." Zhu Chong held a boy about eight or nine years old in his arms and passed out depending on the situation.

Yin Zhengliang's expression was a little sad, but Wu Mingkong couldn't understand it, it was just that a fellow villager who hadn't seen him for a long time died, what is there to be sad about.

Of course, Wu Mingkong didn't show it either. Although he was straightforward, he was not stupid. How could he lose a test subject because of his quick talk.

"This matter is a bit confusing. We have just arrived, and someone came to destroy the family. I think the next step is very likely." Wu Mingkong said halfway, and then paused: "Why don't we massacre the city."

"???"

Both Yin Zhengliang and Zhu Chong were frightened by Wu Mingkong's leaping thinking. How did this involve the massacre of the city? The previous analysis was serious, so why did it suddenly lead to the massacre of the city.

"The method of massacring the city is not very good." Wu Mingkong said again, Yin Zhengliang and Zhu Zhong felt relieved, and it was true that such a thing as massacring the city was impossible.

"Let's clean up Jiangnan."

This is even worse than the city massacre just now, okay?

"Your Excellency Doctor, I don't think it's necessary. There are only three or five dead men, and the strongest is no more than the Celestial Phenomena Realm." Zhu Zhong exhorted.

"Look, is it possible for ordinary powers to train a dead man? It must be a big power, and this kind of big power always pulls out carrots with mud, and there is always some nepotism. If we don't deal with the entire Jiangnan It is very troublesome not to face the pursuit of those forces at any time in the future."

Wu Mingkong's analysis was very methodical, and Zhu Zhong was almost convinced.
No wonder, how could those forces be so stupid, the forces with a little bit of brain know that they are not easy to mess with, how could they send people to chase and kill them even if they have no time to win them over?

And as for Wu Mingkong, the seventh-rank Lingtai Lang of Qin Tianjian, that idiot dared to do this. If it gets out, Taishi Lingji Rengao will come to visit the next day, okay? In terms of strength, Wu Mingkong is the safest, okay?

"Give it a chance, after all, we can't be beaten to death with a single stick." Zhu Zhong said this with a little reluctance, deal with the entire Jiangnan?
He believed that Wu Mingkong had this ability, even the laughing Maitreya who was in the master state was solved by him with one move, and who else could stop him.

Before Wu Mingkong could answer, he turned his head and saw a gentle and elegant scholar approaching, his eyes were full of sadness.

"Brother Runde, have you gone?" The scholar's words were as gentle as jade, and he looked like a son of troubled times. He was the exact opposite type of Zhu Zhong.

Zhu Zhong said that he is not bold and unrestrained, but he also came up from the bottom of the world. He always inadvertently exuded the unique temperament of Jianghu people, but this scholar came from a real scholarly family, with a jade-like temperament At first glance, he is your son.

This is not the point, the point is the luck of this scholar, with purple in the green and five virtues in the jade.

Seeing this scene, Wu Mingkong's eyes twitched, come on, this should be one of the four identities, Mr. Pianpianzhuo. As far as Wu Mingkong is concerned, I really have to say that this temperament is really good. The temperament on his body does not know how many streets have been dumped.

"It's a step late." Zhu Zhong replied.

"Are you all here to find Brother Runde?" The scholar looked at the child in Zhu Chong's arms and asked.

"Runde and I are from the same hometown. I came to Jiangnan just to have a look. Unexpectedly, this kind of thing happened." Yin Zhengliang explained.

"Wait for me to save brother Runde's body, and I'll talk about it later." The scholar didn't seem to be in the mood, after all, his friend just died.

Yin Zhengliang also nodded: "If you don't think I'm in the way, you can help me."

"Thank you." The scholar smiled.

Zhu Chong found a cart from nowhere, wrapped the body in a white cloth, and everyone prepared to transport it out of the city for burial.

The journey went smoothly, even the city guards didn't bother to ask, presumably they knew the scholar.

Wu Mingkong didn't do anything, just sat on Heizi's body and followed silently. He was thinking about how to fool the scholar away, so that he would have another sample of luck.

In addition, he is still thinking about how to restore his own luck quickly. Although his luck has been cut, but the foundation is not lost, and it is still slowly recovering. When the vision of luck is achieved, he will be wiped out by a disaster, and he still wants to know what his luck looks like.

After leaving the city gate, a group of people behind them hung them from a distance.

"My lord, do you want to dispose of it?" Iron Hand, who was covered in a blood-soaked black robe, asked.

Wu Mingkong pointed to the scholar in front of him: "Ask him, he is the master, we will just do as we please."

The scholar is in the Celestial Phenomena Realm, so he naturally heard it, shook his head, and didn't speak, the meaning was obvious, just don't do anything.

Tie Shou also listened, but remained silent.

Dig a pit, bury it, fill it with soil, erect a monument, and after a simple sacrifice, it's over.

There are not so many rules, there is not even a coffin, and the burial is so hasty.

"It seems that your situation is not very good." Wu Mingkong saw his status as a prince in the real world from the scholar, and it is probably the same cheating.

"It's just that my ambitions are different. My family wants me to practice martial arts, but I like reading." The scholar explained.

The group of people hanging behind saw that they had finished their work, and one of them, who looked like a housekeeper, stepped forward and said respectfully: "Master, it's time, it's time to go back."

"I met some friends today, go back and talk to my father." The scholar replied.

Zhu Zhong's body tensed up. Judging from the situation, the scholar seemed to be in a bad position, but the fact was unexpected.

"Yes, master, the master must be very happy."

Zhu Zhong and Yin Zhengliang did not expect the steward's quick departure. There seemed to be many contradictions in this scholar.

On the contrary, Wu Mingkong didn't feel much. It's a normal situation, just like Wu Mingkong, it looks like that in reality, but in fact it's completely opposite.

The scholar in front of him is probably the same as him, he likes to hide clumsy stuff, but his clumsy stuff is a bit inferior, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is extraordinary.

"Xiaosheng's surname is Ye, and his name is Li. I don't know your surnames."

"Jiangnan Ye?"

"Jiangnan Ye."

"Zhu Chong, a warrior."

The conversation between Zhu Zhong and Ye Li made Wu Mingkong feel like shit, why are your self-introductions so concise and familiar.

(End of this chapter)