Painting of the Nine Immortals

The lobby was covered with minced meat, and blood was flowing.

Xiaoye looked dull, with shock on her face and fear.

The same is true of the long street crowd. At this moment, there are only two words in their minds.

devil!

Although Ling Xian was pale and even paralyzed in a wheelchair, no one dared to say that he was disabled. In their eyes, he is a cruel and powerful devil!

"I have more than one hundred treasures. These people only have thirty or forty pieces, which means you still have them."

Ling Xian glanced at everyone outside and said, "Since you took it, then you pay the price."

As the words fell, he pinched a French seal with one hand, detonating those magic weapons with secret methods.

Suddenly, the sound of explosion circulated throughout Taohua Town!

Whether it is people on the long street, people staying at home, or people hunting, as long as they have the magic weapon of Lingxian, at this moment, all burst into pieces!

"Boom boom!"

The sound of explosions shook the world, resounding all over the world, especially when dozens of resounding resounded, the power was so shocking to everyone!

Blood splatters, minced meat is flying, ten miles of peach blossoms at this moment, full of redness!

There is no doubt that this scene is incredible and shocking, like a miracle, that shocks everyone's soul!

They didn't know that Ling Xian's use of mysteries had detonated the magic weapon they had cultivated. Even if they knew it, they would feel that this scene was like a miracle, and that it was a power only God had.

No way, this scene is really shocking, ignoring distance, ignoring space, and instantly killing all the people in Debao, this is simply incredible!

"Devil, he is a devil!"

"It's unbelievable. Just pinching a law seal and killing all the people who got Debao, this is simply the power of God!"

"It's too perverted, it's too scary. Fortunately, I arrived late and didn't get the treasure, otherwise the bones would be gone at this moment."

The living people were all pale and trembling, only to think that the calm man in the lobby was not a human at all, but an omnipotent God!

The same goes for leaflets.

She stared blankly at the blood-stained petals that were flying in the sky, and caused a huge wave in her heart. There were incredible and terrifying.

But in the end, all emotions turn into one, worship!

Worship like the Supreme God of Heaven!

"One print, ten miles of peach blossoms turned red ..."

Looking at the ten miles of red peach blossoms in front of him, Su Zi was shocked, unbearable and happy.

Asked that the shop door was blocked by the crowd, she didn't see Ling Xian, but just learned the whole story from the crowd's exclamation.

Therefore, even if she could not bear it, she did not stop it, because those people were dead.

However, she did not expect Ling Xian to be so scary.

At this point, everyone in Taohua Town did not expect it.

At first, I just felt that Ling Xian was very mysterious and weird. When he came out, he felt like he was disabled.

But after someone steals, but he doesn't say anything, everyone's impression of him becomes timid.

But from this moment on, all these impressions were overthrown.

Disabled?

madman?

What kind?

Wrong, big mistake!

It is powerful, cruel, and horrible!

At this moment, everyone was silent, even the relatives and friends of those who died did not dare to show the slightest hatred.

Because the enemy is a devil that can't be defeated at all!

Even if he puts everyone's strength, I'm afraid it won't stop him!

Therefore, everyone bowed their heads and remained silent, dared not move or walk.

"This peach blossom is gorgeous and charming."

Looking at the miles of red peach blossoms, Lingxian's mouth raised, a slight smile appeared. But in the eyes of everyone, this is the smile of the devil, and there is a kind of cruel and cold feeling in any way.

"To be honest, I don't care about these magic weapons, I can give them to you in vain. And I can endure them, but they are pressing hard, so I have to send them on the road.

Ling Xian's indifferent expression and cold voice made everyone more silent.

He was right, if not the monks deceived too much, would he have killed an hundred people in anger?

Therefore, everyone has nothing to say.

"Hopefully, you living people don't force me anymore."

Ling Xian glanced around the audience, forcing everyone to lower their heads and not dare to look at him. Then he pushed his chair into the backyard, leaving only a cold whisper, slowly echoing.

"Otherwise, I don't mind another ten miles of peach blossoms, it's beautiful, isn't it?"

The words fell, and everyone shivered in unison, with infinite fear in their eyes.

Sure, Shili Peach Blossom is beautiful, but everyone doesn't want to watch it again.

For Taohua Town, it is a shame and shame, and a nightmare that can never be erased!

...

Back in the backyard, Ling Xian returned to such a melancholy and cold look, which made Xiaoye feel a distress.

However, after this incident, the gloom of his brows was a little less, after all, the anger was considered to be gone.

"Well, even if the power is still there? After all, it's a waste."

Ling Xian laughed at herself, looking up at the petals of the sky, and remained in a daze and continued decadence.

This makes Xiaoye feel more distressed, but she can only help but sigh.

As time passed, Ling Xianjing sat under the peach tree, sitting from noon until late at night.

He is waiting.

Wait for the melodious flute.

But waited and waited, but did not see the flute sound, which made Ling Xian frowned slightly.

In the past few days, the flute has appeared on time, and it never stopped for a day. Why didn't it ring today?

Maybe it's a habit, maybe it's some other reason, Ling Xian is inexplicably a little irritable and a little unhappy.

This unhappiness forced him to speak and passed the sound to the next door.

"Why not blow today?"

The words fell, and there was no response for a long time.

This made Ling Xian more and more irritable. Although he knew he was making troubles unreasonably, but after he was hit hard, he lost his indifferent and peaceful mind and became irritable and manic.

Therefore, he asked again, a little cold in his tone.

This time, Ling Xian got a response.

"Why blow?"

Su Zi said, her face was cold and her voice was even colder.

This was the first time Ling Xian had heard her voice, and it was also known that the person who played the flute was a woman.

"I blow because I'm in a good mood. Today, I'm in a bad mood." Su Zi sitting alone in the courtyard, white as snow, if the fairy came to dust.

Ling Xian was silent for a moment, and asked awkwardly, "Why are you ... in a bad mood?"

"I don't like red peach flowers." Su Zi's indifferent voice came.

After hearing the words, Lingxian understood that this was to blame herself for killing the bandit and blood staining the peach blossom for ten miles.

In this regard, he smiled slightly, some self-deprecating, also meant to laugh at Su Zi.

"Nothing, you don't want to play, I don't force it." Ling Xian sighed, put her hands on the wheelchair, and planned to push the chair into the house.

But at this moment, the familiar flute suddenly sounded, soft and distant, like a pearl falling from a jade plate, and the water dinged.

It contains immense vitality, such as spring rain entering the ground, nourishing his broken body.

This made Ling Xian laugh, and said, "Why is it playing now?"

"Just play if you want, do you care?"

A wayward discourse came, showing the host's mood at the moment, quite bad.