I’m Really An Outsider

This bald monk with nine ring scars on his head was named Jingkong, from the Cangxuan Continent, but he was not a real monk now.

As early as fifty years ago, Jingkong coveted the beauty of a great religion, Holy Maiden, and relied on the reason of chanting and praying for him. He tricked Holy Maiden into the trap he had already prepared and confuses him.

After this incident, it became a nightmare in Holy Maiden's heart.

At that time, the leader of the Cangxuan Continent could rank among the top ten in strength.

In order to protect the reputation of the Great Church, he did not hesitate to unite several Sects to encircle the clear sky.

And the clearance strength is also great, after he escaped from a serious injury, he subconsciously thought that Holy Maiden had sold him.

After recovering from the clearance injury, he found Holy Maiden and killed him cruelly.

After a long period of time, Jingkong was frantically hunting and killing Dajiao disciples.

Until not long ago, he beheaded the leader and uprooted the great master.

Regardless of the kindness and honesty on the surface of Jingkong, in fact, he is cruel and decisive, and he is a man who does not compromise to achieve his goals.

"Hehe, in order to deceive these idiots, we took a lot of effort to chant and pray to them every day, but the results are still effective. People around here almost all came today."

Beside the clearance, a middle-aged man with a thin body like a bamboo pole said.

Jingkong glanced at him and asked faintly.

"There hasn't been any harm to women in the past few days."

Hearing this, the middle-aged smacked his lips a little boringly.

"These ordinary masters and little cultivators are not as good as those of Holy Maiden and Fairy in terms of beauty and temperament. They really don't mean much."

The people who can follow the clearance are all bad people.

"Hehe, after I take the fate, who do you want, isn't that easy?"

Jingkong carried his hands on his back and looked at the people down the mountain, with divine light blooming in his pupils.

When the middle-aged man heard it, a wicked smile appeared on his face.

"I heard that there is one in Zhongzhou..."

Before he could finish speaking, a Daoist Ying Yukong came from a distance and shouted in a panic.

"No, it's not good, something has happened, something has happened."

"Why? Why can the sky fall down?"

Jing Kong frowned and scolded.

"Boss, it's really worse than the fall of the sky."

The comer said with an extremely ugly face.

"what is the problem?"

Jingkong asked in a deep voice.

"Destiny... the battle of destiny is over."

The visitor lowered his head and dared not look at the clear space.

He is a spy who Jingkong stays near the Destiny Battlefield to help Jingkong monitor the Destiny Battlefield.

"What! It's only a few days, how could it be over? The battle of Destiny will have to be contended for months at the shortest time. How could this happen."

The clearance is also dumbfounded.

In historical records, the shortest battle of fate also lasted nearly two months.

The longest one was as long as three years.

On average, there are three to four months for each battle of fate.

And this time, it was less than ten fucking days.

If it weren't for this person to be Jingkong's confidant, he would even feel that this person was shit.

"At the beginning, the Battle of Destiny was still going on normally, but just yesterday, four unknown Demonic Beasts suddenly came. Not only were they terrifyingly powerful, they even possessed immortal weapons and forced the nine destinies. , They were all snatched away."

The visitor clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said.

"Fuck, there are so many people in the Battle of Destiny, there are even ten crowns, even four Demonic Beasts can't stop it?"

Clearance binocular spitting fire, secretly cursing a group of waste.

It's not as good as it's damn dominance for ten eras, even four Demonic Beasts can't stop it.

"Boss, those four Demonic Beasts are so powerful and terrifying, especially one of the Purple Golden Corgis. With a roar, he killed dozens of great emperors. With just one look, he almost beat the ten crown kings. Live."

Here comes the process in a five to ten.

After Jingkong finished listening, a fist of anger hit the boulder beside him.

Boom!

With a loud noise, hundreds of thousands of catties of boulders turned into powder on the spot.

Clearly gritted his teeth, his eyes are blood red.

"Sooner or later, daddy will grab the destiny back. They have taken so many destiny, and they can't absorb it in a short time. We still have time."

"Boss, those four Demonic Beasts are not strong enough, we are afraid they are not their opponents."

The middle-aged on the side also persuaded.

"What are you afraid of, they are illuminating, we are dark, wanting to clean them, isn't it easy?"

Jingkong stared at the middle-aged.

Over the years, he has always been the only one who robbed others, and he has not been robbed by others.

In his eyes, destiny had long been in his pocket.

To make him endure this bad breath, he can't do it.

Although the Zijin puppy is powerful, he still has the confidence to fight with it.

After all, he had never seen the strength of the Four Treasures, and he always felt that way.

"Those people under the mountain..."

The middle-aged pointed to the tens of thousands of people who were coming one after another and said.

"I've come, can you let them go? Get ready and start the blood sacrifice right away!"

After clearing the air, he moved his muscles and bones and walked down the mountain.

...

"Cold...cold, I'm so cold..."

In the teahouse, Luo Huangjun heard the weak voice of the silly girl before he swallowed the food in his mouth.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I am here."

Jun Luo didn't care about eating, dropped the bowls and chopsticks, hurriedly came to the bed and hugged the silly girl in his arms.

In the past few days, as long as he leaves for a while, the silly girl will be frozen.

But as long as he hugged him, he could alleviate the chills of the silly girl.

Luo Junjun is also speechless. What the hell is this strange disease, and he has to use his body temperature to resolve it a little.

This makes him sleep and sleep well, eat and eat well.

After a while, there was a steady breathing sound in his arms.

Luo Zhoujun looked at the beauty in his arms, exhaling like a blue, he sighed with a headache.

I don't know when Er Maozi will come back.

If this is delayed for ten days and a half, then his own body will not be able to bear it at all.

What's more terrible is that Luo Junjun now has to change his pants every morning when he gets up.

Dammit, he can't stand it anymore.

But as the saying goes, rabbits don't eat grass around their nests.

Besides, the relationship between him and the silly girl is not easy to commit a crime, otherwise, why face Jiang Dong elders.

"Grandma has a leg, and my uncle is really sick. Since my children and daughters are sick like this, I don't want to help take care of them. Is this fucking real?"

Luo Zhoujun curled his lips helplessly.

Just as he coaxed the silly girl to sleep.

Outside the teahouse, there was a burst of knocks on the door.

"Senior, senior!"

Grass!

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Jun Luo Zhou heard it all at once, this was the voice of the Devil Emperor.

He got up quickly and went straight to the door.

Opening the door, I saw that in addition to the Devil Emperor, there were four of them, Er Maozi.

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