Red Heart Survey

All of this is slow to say, but from Jiang Wang going straight to the inner courtyard, to Dong A's outrageous attack, everything only happened in a very short period of time.

Just before the vine snake completely encircled it in midair, a pale figure peeked through the gap and soared into the sky at an extremely fast speed, and it seemed that it was about to escape.

call out! call out! call out!

Countless wooden thorns shot out, piercing him in an instant!

His body paused in the air until the violent wooden spikes stopped before he fell down from the air. From the head to the calves, there were dense blood holes all over, and he couldn't die any more.

The whole monastery was silent, no matter the outer disciples or the inner disciples, they were all deeply shocked by this scene.

Jiang Wang's eyelids twitched when he saw it, "That weird leftist demon, just died like this?"

Dong A didn't even look at it, and said indifferently: "The remaining one, are you still hiding?"

"Ridiculous!" He walked leisurely, step by step into the air, "Everything in the jasper cage is under my control, everything is full of vitality, only your smell is disgusting!"

He stretched out his right hand and shook it lightly!

A big hand grew out of a door, and grabbed a nearby person dressed as an outer disciple. The five fingers of the wooden hand stretched apart, and instantly swam all over the body, locking it firmly.

At the same time, the wooden arm stretched rapidly, lifting the person up to Dong A who was in the air.

"Tell me, who sent you here? How dare you commit murder in the monastery?" Dong A turned his back to the starry sky, looking down on this daring assassin.

The wind also seemed to be quiet, quietly waiting for this person's answer.

The ordinary-looking assassin suddenly grinned, and his entire head burst open!

Dong A clenched his fist, and a layer of water film wrapped the red and white objects instantly, forming a swollen water polo.

He glanced at the previous corpse again, a seed broke out of the ground, grew rapidly, and the flower buds opened, turning into a big mouth, enveloping the corpse, and Dong A threw the water polo into it. The big mouth of the flower closed and shrank back into the soil.

The two corpses were disposed of in this way, but the anger on Dong A's face became more and more obvious.

"The cultivation seeds of our Zhuang Kingdom were actually killed in the Daoist Academy! Leftist demons are so bold! This matter must be thoroughly investigated! The City Lord's Mansion must give an explanation to this Academy, and no matter who the mastermind behind it is, he must be punished!"

The cultivation of the fifth-rank powerhouse was fully displayed, and the sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the whole city.

Many people in the entire Fenglin City changed their faces when they heard this.

Then there was a loud voice that also spread throughout the city. It was Wei Quji, the lord of Fenglin City, "Don't worry, Dong Yuan, this mansion will definitely answer this matter! No matter who or what is involved, once found out, they will definitely be killed!" "

Jiang Wang watched this scene happen, and vaguely felt that he had touched some kind of fierce vortex under the sea.

The Taoist Academy is the place where the country cultivates talents and where the destiny of the country lies. Committing a murder in the Taoist Academy has violated Dong A's bottom line.

Qiang Qin took advantage of the situation to subdue the enemy, and had already torn Zhuang Guo's face severely. Now that the leftists are attacking the Daoyuan, although they don't know the purpose, it's hard to say that they don't have the idea of ​​testing the official response.

Before today, it was well known that Dong A and Wei Quji were not compatible. The former belonged to the lineage of Prime Minister Du Ruhui, and the latter was the old department of General Huangfu Duanming.

With Dong A's strength, he didn't have to make such a big show to find out the monster. He used Taoism to cover the whole courtyard, and later talked with Wei Quji away. Deter those who are ready to move in the shadows.

Zhuang country is not peaceful.

"It's all gone." Dong A turned and walked down the sky with no expression on his face.

The door panel jumped back to its original position, and the rattan snake swam back to the wall... The entire monastery returned to its original state in an instant.

The night never seemed so quiet.

Everything seemed like a dream.

But the unhealed wound told Jiang Wang that it was true.

This is the strength of a fifth-rank powerhouse.

It is also the scenery he will climb!

When Zhao Rucheng heard the news and rushed to the Taoist Academy, everything had calmed down, only the disciples from the outer courtyard still gathered together in twos and threes, excited by the power of the headmaster.

He saw Jiang Wang in the dormitory. At that time, the guy was wiping his sword with a handkerchief with gold thread.

Of course the handkerchief belonged to Zhao Rucheng, and no one else in the dormitory would use it.

Zhao Rucheng first noticed his carefully bandaged instep, and said with a sneer, "Hey, why are you injured again? You are the best swordsman in the outer sect, do you have moisture?"

"It's not bad." Jiang Wang wiped the blade on his own: "Squeeze out the water, and then I can teach you a lesson."

Having said that, he raised his head and looked at Zhao Rucheng with a smile: "Brother."

"Isn't it just one year older than me, and you have practiced swords for an extra year?" Zhao Rucheng curled his lips.

"A big day is a big one. Brother."

Zhao Rucheng pinched teeth and said angrily, "Don't wipe it? Do you know how many broken swords in your hand I can buy with this handkerchief?"

Jiang Wang smiled arrogantly: "Then do you know how much your handkerchief will be worth in the future with the sword I, Jiang Wang used?"

But when these words came out, he and Zhao Rucheng were silent at the same time.

Because such words have always been Fang Pengju's style. Wiping the sword with Zhao Rucheng's gold-embroidered handkerchief is also the "bad atmosphere" he brought up. In his words, ‘Our brother’s saber will be passed down through the ages in the future, so what if we don’t take good care of it? Such a good handkerchief, what a waste to wipe your face! Although Rucheng is good-looking, can his face be passed down through the ages? '

Some people have disappeared, but the traces left by him will exist for a long time...

It was Zhao Rucheng who spoke first, then changed the subject and said, "Third brother. What do you mean by the demon attacking the Taoist temple this time? Will it affect you... Was it an accident?"

"The Fang family shouldn't have the guts." Jiang Wang shook his head, "But it's hard to say. By the way, have you met the boss?"

Linghe went to Fang's house to return the body at noon, but he has not come back until now, which can't but worry him.

Zhao Rucheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "I heard that he was kicked out by Fang Mansion, I don't know where he will go next."

Jiang Wang was silent for a while, "Let's go, let's look for it."

"If I want to look for you, I won't accompany bad people to do bad things." Zhao Rucheng curled his lips.

"Hey, I didn't ask him to shut the door, what are you doing looking at me like this?"

Jiang Wang just stared at him without speaking.

He had to surrender, "Okay, okay. But it's so late, where are we going to find it?"

"First of all." Jiang Wang analyzed: "He will definitely not throw him in a mass grave."

"But he has no money." Zhao Rucheng continued.

"And then, he's a person with a lot of emotion..." Jiang Wang got up and walked out: "I know where he went."

"I still know what he is doing!" Zhao Rucheng followed behind, wrinkling his handsome nose, "He must be crying."