Jiayou's Fun

early morning.

The lake breeze dispersed the mist.

In the messy Huiyan Forest, countless monks who had slept on the ground all night were awakened by the shrill and shrill cries of women, as if they were mourning for an heir.

On the top of the half-baked pavilion of Mi's mansion that luckily did not collapse, disheveled Mi Xi stood on the top of the building. The broken roof under her feet was still dripping with bricks and debris. She raised her throat and wailed in a long and long voice like a cuckoo weeping blood: Thousand-killer... What kind of hatred or grudge... On the territory of Jianmen, someone is looting good people!

Auntie, my money... the big guy's money... the money to go back to Yanlin...

There are so many materials and goods in that warehouse and warehouse... My aunt has collected the deposit, signed the legal deed, and the goods will be delivered soon!

The whole family is ruined...the family is ruined!

Mi Xi waved the sleeves of her robe and screamed: Auntie, I can't live anymore, I can't live anymore!

A killer with a thousand swords!

Mi Xi's soul has been dyed pale gold by the Buddha's light.

As Lu Qian's cultivation soared day by day, as the Taoist conduct of his Taoist soldiers continued to grow, and as the number of Taoist soldiers continued to increase, the power of the Little Vajra Sumeru Mountain to transform became extremely terrifying.

A powerful person like Mi Xi, who was at the peak of the Condensing Dao Realm, was completely transformed by Lu Qian in just two or three hours, and became a loyal subordinate who obeyed Lu Qian's orders and was driven at will.

Unlike those Tao soldiers whose intelligence has been completely washed away, this transformation is subtle. Mi Xi retains all of her nature, personality, temperament, habits, all of her experiences and memories, and all of her words and deeds. Nothing would change. The only thing that changed was her unforgettable and unforgettable loyalty to Lu Qian, which could not be washed away even by generations of reincarnations.

Such magical power is extremely terrifying, and can even be called an 'evil method'.

But the Buddhism of the Supreme Holy Heaven...that's it. Domineering and unreasonable, this is the true face of the Supreme Holy Heavenly Buddhism!

On the street and in the yard, groups of monks and merchants walking back and forth to Huiyan Forest shook their heads, stood up in a daze, and stared dumbly at the messy Huiyan Forest in all directions.

Basically, not a single intact building survives. The half-sized attic where Mi Xi was standing on the roof cursing the street at the moment can be regarded as a landmark building in Hui Yanlin.

At a glance, all the pavilions and houses were flattened, and the ground was densely covered with deep, shallow, long and short sword marks. Countless sword marks crisscrossed each other. Looking from a high altitude, one could roughly see the direction and trajectory of the sword marks' back and forth.

A master among casual cultivators rose into the air, looked down at the earth, and saw the densely intertwined sword marks. He was stunned and muttered in a low voice: It seems to be the path of the Great Nine Palaces Sword Formation... However, these sword marks are a little bit... ...The number of sword cultivators in this formation is no less than, no less than...

The casual cultivators were speechless. They looked at Mi Xi who was jumping and cursing, then turned around and left without saying a word.

The number of sword cultivators in this formation is too terrifying. The sword marks on the ground are deep, shallow, long and short. At a glance, there are tens of thousands of sword marks of different colors. There are at least 100,000 sword cultivators setting up the sword array.

Moreover, there is still an extremely powerful aura in the air.

Those are... the remaining auras of extremely high-grade innate spiritual treasures... one in the sky and one in the ground. Apparently someone used the spiritual treasure to seal off the entire Huiyan Forest last night.

With such a big means, it is obvious that this is a huge event, an extremely terrifying whirlpool that will kill people. Smart people should leave now, otherwise, God knows what will happen next.

But it was too late.

One after another, extremely bright, extremely bright, and extremely bright sword lights with a harsh sound of breaking through the air, like countless meteors leaping from the west, one after another, the sword lights left bright reflections in the vast blue waves of the sword washing pool, Alarmed, countless big fish and turtles pushed the waves one after another.

Before the casual cultivators could run out for hundreds of miles, there were already circles of sword light coming from all directions.

Cold shouts resounded all around, and countless Jianmen disciples were like shepherd dogs driving sheep, driving these casual cultivators back to Yanlin and ordering them to cooperate with the subsequent investigation.

Some people resisted a little and found excuses to leave. These Sword Sect disciples didn't care, they just slashed the person in front of him with a sword, beat the person half to death, and then dragged him back and threw him on the street.

Wutongsou stood in the center of Huiyan Forest with an expressionless face.

This place was originally a huge crossroads. To the east was the largest trading place in Huiyanlin, to the west was the largest restaurant in Huiyanlin, to the north was the largest brothel in Huiyanlin, and to the south was the largest gambling house in Huiyanlin.

Drinking, sex, wealth, eating, drinking and having fun are all concentrated together.

But now, trading venues, restaurants, brothels, and gambling houses have all been reduced to ashes, leaving countless waiters, waiters, shopkeepers, teapots, maids, and maids with missing arms and legs, as well as a group of brothel girls who were usually gorgeous but now unkempt. The girls were all lying in the ruins crying and crying.

There were many injured, but very few died.

But Mi Xi, who was dancing happily, quickly rushed over surrounded by a group of tribesmen.

She flew directly in front of Wutong Old Man and almost fell into his arms. She grabbed Wutongsou's chest clothes with both hands and screamed: Senior Wutongsou, you took away the benefits of our return to Yanlin... When we returned to Yanlin, we were serious about buying and selling other people's homes... Ours Business is a legal business with the Sword City Talisman Order!

We are kind-hearted people who contribute to Jiancheng, pay taxes to Jiancheng, and work hard for the masters of Jiancheng... But look, look, we... the head of Yanlin Twenty-three Family, Elder, I am the only one who survived!

Other clan members suffered heavy casualties, at least half of each family died!

It doesn't matter if you are dead, you can still live after you die, just have more wives... But, the one who killed a thousand swords swept away all the money and goods from each of our families... He even hung them on the wall I haven’t even let go of the ancient paintings!”

Without money, how do you ask our children from every household to marry, have children, and recover their strength?

Senior Wutong, you have taken advantage of us, you have to make the decision for us...otherwise, my aunt, even if I risk my dignity, I will cause a big embarrassment to you!

Wutongsou wished he could kill Mi Xi with one sword.

Yes, he accepted the benefits from Mi Xi... Over the years, among the elders of Jianmen who have been guarding the Sword City in turns, who has not accepted the benefits from Mi Xi and the others?

Every time they came to Jiancheng to take office, Mi Xi would bring a letter handwritten by the most senior elder in Jianmen and visit them with a lot of treasures.

With the endorsement of the Supreme Elder, who wouldn't accept the things Mi Xi brings to your doorstep?

However, receiving benefits is one thing. If you shout about it in broad daylight, this is wrong, isn't it?

Especially, there is a master in Sword City that he cannot afford to offend!

A close disciple of Wutong Old Man frowned and walked over quickly: Master, there are several extremely strange auras left here... Well, one of them is clearly the aura of the Fallen God Whip of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect.

Wutongsou raised his eyebrows sharply: Wanhuamen? Didn't the entire Wanhuamen, together with all the disciples, disappear? Along with them, there were also countless families from various sects who were invited by them. , elite disciples from all families and clans!”

The disciple coughed lightly and said, So, the Mi clan elders are also lucky... Although they killed and injured some people, the entire Huiyan Forest was preserved intact, which is also a lucky thing.

Wanhua Gate, but even the gate building has been hollowed out, and even the chickens, ducks and pets they raised have completely disappeared, not a hair is left.

In contrast, although the twenty-three clans in Huiyanlin suffered heavy casualties, there were still a large number of clan members left... This was lucky.

Mi Xi grabbed the disciple with one claw and said, Who are you calling 'old'? Who is 'old'? Ah? Can you speak?

The disciple took two steps back, swaying slightly to avoid Mi Xi's scratching. Coldness rose in his eyes, and he glanced at Wutong Old Man, asking his master if he could give this crazy woman a sword?

Wutongsou shook his head slightly and pointed at Mi Xi. A cold sword intent enveloped Mi Xi, making her unable to move anymore. Wutongsou said coldly: Mi... clan elder!

Wutongsou deliberately emphasized the word 'old'.

I sympathize with Hui Yanlin's misfortune... However, I would like to ask the Mi clan elder to cooperate with the investigation. Hey, these days, I have seen a lot of scenes of thieves shouting and catching thieves. Although the Mi clan elder has killed and injured so many clan members, But it can’t wash away the suspicion.”

Mi Xi looked at the old man Wutong in shock: Auntie, I am a thief and shout to catch a thief? Why should I? My head is broken?

Wutongsou looked at her with a serious look: Who knows? Maybe?

On the sword-washing pool, a painted boat, driven by magic power, broke through the vast expanse of blue waves and came at high speed. Bai Yuan and Yinyuan stood on the bow of the boat, looking towards this side with their feet up.

From far away, Bai Yu's voice came over: Senior Wutong, I heard that there is a thief here? Hey, on my Jianmen territory, is there anyone who dares to commit a crime? Especially since I'm still here... ...You are so brave, you are really brave, I will give you three days to catch the thief!

Wutongsou's brain was buzzing with pain!

Huiyanlin was destroyed and razed to the ground right under his nose. This was already a very difficult matter. As a result, Bai Yu, the young master, happily came to cause trouble. Wutongsou rolled his eyes, and for a moment he had the urge to cause trouble and kill all the survivors in Yanlin with one sword!

Since they are all dead, there is no need to investigate, right?

Gritting his teeth, Wutongsou forced a smile and led a group of close disciples to greet him.

Young Master, how can such a trivial matter be worthy of your visit?

The white turtle blinked his eyes and stared straight at the Wutong old man who was facing the bow of the ship, and said slowly: But, how did I hear that the breath of the Wanhuamen Fallen God's Whip was found here?

Wutongsou's heart twitched, and he turned around suddenly and took a deep look at the group of close disciples following him one by one.