I Am A Snake, Teaching A Bunch Of Ghosts Is Very Reasonable

in front of the town Shenmu Forest, on the bank of the Taiping River.

Under the shade of the fenced courtyard, the blue-shirted man covered with a scroll and lay on a rattan chair to take a nap.

the sudden sound of horses’ hooves from far and near, shattered the quiet and peaceful trampling in the small world.

“Han Chong, the Praetorian Guard of the Lower Wei Capital, came to give a gift to Mr. Qi on the order of His Highness Qi.”

the blue-shirted man took the scroll, sat up, and his eyebrows were full of forbearance and murder.

Mr. got up very angry.

“Come in.”

The Praetorian Guard, armed with a long knife on his waist, walked in the shade of the tree and placed the jade box in his arms on the stone table.

in a flash, in front of Mr. Smith, open the lid.

box contains Duan’s bloody human head.

the blue-shirted man slowly stood up from the rattan chair.

gaze towards the jade box slowly withdrew and looked at the Janissaries who were close at hand.

The man is about twenty years old, and he is a young man with thick eyebrows.

because of his armor, his face under his helmet was red and sweaty.

in the man’s doubtful gaze.

the blue-shirted man raised his arm.

right index finger extended.

lightly tap on the man’s forehead.

even screams are not possible.

A man eight feet long with a tiger’s back and a bear’s waist, along with clothes, armor, and a long knife.

silently annihilated into dust.

wind blows.

there is ash under the tree.

snapped.

the man in blue shirt buttoned the lid.

slightly raised his eyes in the direction of the town.

“Zhao Mang, you shouldn’t have hit my students with ideas!”

……

town entrance.

Twenty-nine warhorses line up under the town’s high archway.

Immediately, twenty-nine battle-hardened Janissaries looked ahead and stood still.

a murderous atmosphere.

under the old locust tree.

Ye Zhaoqiu, a girl in white carrying an ancient sword box, closed her eyes and raised her mind.

Liufeng twisted a pair of plain hands together, staring dead in the direction of the covered bridge.

Gu Wuyang squatted on the stone pier, staring expressionlessly at the plump and fat buttocks of the flowing wind.

As for Zhao Mang, he snored like thunder on the tree stump, and the saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth was pulled into a transparent silk thread.

“Zhao Mang!!”

land.

a heaven-shattering roar exploded in the distance, like the sound of thunder, rolling from one side of the sky to the other.

on the covered bridge of the Taiping River, I don’t know when, there was another man hunting in Tsing Yi.

In a pair of eye sockets, three lacquered pupils are like three black holes.

endless murderous aura, as if the water of the Celestial River gushing out from the black hole and pouring into the world.

bang continues.

under the archway, twenty-nine war horses knelt on the ground in an instant.

Amid the sound of bones cracking, the war horse smashed dozens of bluestone slabs on its knees.

all twenty-nine Janissaries were overturned, crushed to the ground by murderous anger, and could not get up for half a day.

under the old locust tree.

Ye Zhaoqiu opened his eyes sharply.

Su hands cover the ancient sword box behind him.

the wind is creepy, and the steps are subconsciously backwards.

Gu Wuyang blocked in front of Zhao Mang, holding the handle of the knife, trembling.

“hiss~”

“53”> Zhao Mang looked up at the sky and gasped sharply.

“Is this a celestial being?!”

the sky, originally like a cloud of majestic mountains.

at the moment it seems to be pulled by an invisible big hand.

rolling clouds and mountains

, are pulled into a river of stars,

flowing straight to the world.

the master was angry, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

“Is this the cloud of nine days drooping?!”

“It’s so majestic!”

Zhao Mang’s eyes were as wide as copper bells.

Tsing Yi standing on the covered bridge in the last second.

suddenly appeared at the entrance of the town in the next second.

in the left eye socket, the heavy pupil is like a supreme fierce sword that once buried the sky.

moment of looking at each other.

Zhao Mang was devastated.

poof.

a mouthful of blood gushes out.

“I can’t remember how many years I haven’t been angry.”

Qing Yi’s voice was gloomy, “Today, even if the gods come, it will not save your life Zhao Mang!” ”

words.

the blue-shirted man slowly raised his arm.

Ye Zhaoqiu Liuye frowned slightly, and said softly: “Your Highness

~””cough~”

Zhao Mang coughed violently twice, smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, “Don’t move the hole card, our helper is here!” ”

just when Tsing Yi is ready to kill the killer.

“Mr. Qi, slow!”

Tsing Yi looked up.

but at the end of the long street, the oldest and most prestigious old man in the town, led a large group of residents towards the entrance of the town.

“Mr. Qi, the Seventh Prince cannot be killed!”

the old man said in a deep voice.

“Why?”

Tsing Yi said coldly.

“Mr. Qi, have you ever thought about the consequences of the death of the Seventh Prince in our town?”

“Emperor Wenjing will not let go of the town, when the army rushes by, who can live?”

“Yes, you Mr. Qi is a living immortal, you can pat your ass and walk away, but what about us mortals?”

townspeople, you say everything I say.

Tsing Yi has lived in Qingping Town for decades, and his appearance has not aged in the slightest.

as long as you are not a fool, you know that the man in blue shirt is a living immortal.

of course, this is not important.

most importantly, Tsing Yi is a good immortal.

has never blushed with anyone in the town for decades.

Qi Fuzi of Jingchun Academy is a good person, which is well known to the townspeople.

“The Seventh Prince can’t be killed?!”

Qingyi’s eyes were cold and said: “Then Ji Yuan of Wuyi Alley, and Dun of Shearing Rain Alley, let them die in vain?!” ”

“Mr. Qi, you are confused, Ji Yuan in Wuyi Alley was killed by his wife Xiao Ran, and Dun from Shearing Rain Alley, your student, it is the child and his mother who sawed off his head with a saw, what happened to the seventh prince?”

“That is, Mr. Qi, you are a student in our town, and as a teacher, don’t you dare to buckle the basin.”

“Mr. Qi, the death of Ji Yuan and Adu, how to say, is fate.”

“Mr. Qi, didn’t I say you, didn’t the seventh prince ask you for someone’s information, didn’t you give it.”

“Alas, Mr. Qi, after all, the deaths of Ji Yuan and Dun were all caused by you.”

the entrance of the town.

Tsing Yi closed his eyes in pain.

he knew very well that the faces of the townspeople were so ugly, but they were just to live.

sawed off the head alive by the people closest to him, and then put into a jade box as a gift.

Zhao Mang’s means are really cruel.

after all, no one wants to be the next gift to Tsing Yi.

If you want to kill Zhao Mang, you must step on the corpses of the people of the town.

Tsing Yi can’t do it.

slowly open his eyes.

Qing Yi looked at the seventh prince of Weidu under the old locust tree, smiling.

he has never been so depressed.

a fire in his heart, burning him to the sky.

“The death penalty is avoidable, but the living crime cannot be escaped!”

Tsing Yi took a step forward.

“Boom~”

> Eighteen weapons such as swords, guns, halberds, axes, hooks and forks were instantly revealed by the townspeople.

people blocked Zhao Mang’s body, and the sharp point of the weapon pointed directly at Tsing Yi.

“Mr. Qi, please come back, you need to calm down!”

the townspeople are very afraid of Zhao Mang.

because Zhao Mang was the seventh prince of the Wei capital.

townspeople are not afraid of Tsing Yi at all.

even though Tsing Yi is a living immortal who burns the sky and boils the sea.

why not be afraid?

simple.

Tsing Yi is a good person.

“Huh~Haha~” IDX=”129″> Amid deafening laughter, Tsing Yi turned and walked towards the covered bridge.

he lost.

under the old locust tree.

Zhao Mang smiled brightly.

“Celestial? But Erl! ”

……

Day thin.

not under the mountain.

Zhu Jiuyin sat in the cave, spitting clouds and mist while listening to the small whirlwind mouth like a hanging river.

“Master, this is what I saw and heard in the town today.”

the little whirlwind stood upright, with two slender front legs like arms and waist, and said angrily: “That Seventh Prince of Laushizi is too disgusting, too disgusting, really unpleasant!” ”

Zhu Jiuyin squeezed the wine glass and drank it.

“Although Qi Qingqi was defeated, I admire what he has experienced and done.”

“worthy of that sir, that sir.”

Little Whirlwind said curiously: “Master, if you were that Mr. Qi, what would you do?” ”

Zhu Jiuyun said lightly: “If I were Qi Qingyan, that Seventh Prince might kill the people of the town. ”

“And in front of me, there may be the heads of the whole town.”

little whirlwind asked again: “What if it was the scene of the confrontation at the entrance of the town?” < p idx="147"> Zhu Jiuyin said expressionlessly: “I will kill all those present, leaving no one.” < p idx="148"> “If my heart is not happy, I don’t mind razing the town to the ground.”

“My purpose in life is six words.”

“free, happy.”

Little Whirlwind said innocently: “But master, I can feel that you are not happy, let alone free.” ”

Zhu Jiuyin smiled indifferently, “Okay, don’t ask questions.” ”

“You go down the mountain now and go to Mr. Qi.”

“Please tell him about my retreat and the Wei people.”

Zhu Jiuyin looked at the red bloody burning clouds in the sky.

whispered, “This mountain will become their burial ground.” ”

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