Keeper of the Tomb of the Gods

"Hmph! Do you, Kimura, want to take advantage of the number of people to bully the few?"

"That's because you were rude and persecuted first!"

Faced with Zuo Hufa's questioning coldly, the old village head said without showing any weakness.

Looking at the old village head and others who were not allowed to enter, Zuo Hufa frowned.

Right now, it would definitely be impossible to force a move. After all, Mucun's sacrifice spirit and the others still need to be wary of it.

But leaving in such a despondent way, Guardian Zuo was a little unwilling.

So, he looked at Situ Bing and said, "Miss! Didn't that kid hurt you?"

"There are some his palm prints on your skirt, take them out and let the kid compare the size of the palm prints with the fingerprints."

"In this way, he can no longer pretend to be crazy and foolish!"

"When the time comes, there will be all the witnesses and material evidence. If Kimura refuses to admit it, it means that he is officially an enemy of our Situ family."

Guardian Zuo's proposal to Situ Bing made the other party's cheeks turn rosy.

She glared at Tang San with fire all over her face, only to find that the other party showed a meaningful smile.

"I killed you!"

As soon as Situ Bing saw Tang San's smile, he raised his sword out of anger and wanted to strike.

"Miss! Calm down!"

Guardian Zuo hurriedly stopped Situ Bing, wondering why Miss De lost her usual calmness today.

"Miss! Now they deny it, and we have nothing to prove, it's really hard to win people's trust."

"You take out that skirt, and we'll make him undeniable."

Guardian Zuo reminded Situ Bingdao in a low voice, making Situ Bing hesitate again and again and finally took out the blood-stained white dress.

"Come here, kid! Compare the palm prints."

"Didn't you, Kimura, keep saying that we framed us? Today, I will convince you!"

Zuo Hufa took the dress, and directly yelled at Tang San.

The villagers also looked at Tang San suspiciously, wondering if he really stole the other party's things?
"Skirt! What a beautiful dress!"

"Sister put it on! I'll shoot it!"

Just when everyone turned their eyes to Tang San, they saw him patting his dirty hands excitedly.

Lao Hu hurriedly grabbed Tang San who was about to rush out, and then said to Zuo Hufa: "Since we want to compare fingerprints, please ask Miss Situ to wear a skirt."

"There are a lot of people now, as long as Miss Situ puts on a skirt at will and asks Xiaosan to compare the fingerprints."

When the smiling old Hu spoke, Situ Bing, who was gnashing his teeth, instantly became furious.

"Miss! Miss, don't get excited!"

"They just want to find an excuse to deny it, miss, you just feel wronged, put on the skirt first, and let that kid compare in public."

Guardian Zuo tried to persuade Situ Bing again and again, but Situ Bing's face was flushed with anger.

After seeing Tang San stretch out his hands and make a pinching movement in the air, his eyes instantly burst into flames.

"Tang San! I won't let you go!"

An angry shout sounded, and Situ Bing, who had already been blown out of his lungs, threw off his skirt, turned and fled away.

Guardian Zuo and the other guards froze for a moment, not understanding why the young lady left in such an angry manner suddenly.

A guard curiously picked up the skirt and spread it out, then looked at the bright red palm print on the heart of the skirt, and was stunned for a moment.

"Fuck! You little bastard!"

"The old man killed you!"

"Old Zuo calm down!"

"Old Zuo calm down! Calm down."

As soon as Zuo Hufa saw the eye-catching palm print, he immediately knew where Tang San had slapped it.

He gritted his teeth angrily, but was stopped by several guards, and then he was carried away quickly.

Those guards are not stupid, if they do something, they will definitely suffer.

And this matter can be big or small, I am afraid that the young lady will have to go back and report to the owner if she is taken advantage of.

This time it is estimated that there will be a banquet, either a funeral banquet or a wedding banquet.
"Fuck!"

"Little San, you are a beast! You can handle even such a flowery girl."

"Tell Grandpa Hu, how does it feel?"

"Like it? If you like it, let's go directly to the door to propose marriage!"

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Tang San stared dumbfounded at Lao Hu who was more excited than him, this guy actually asked about his hand feeling because of the old disrespect, and even planned to propose marriage to him.

This is where it is, shouldn't it be fortunate that it was fooled?
"Hoohoho!"

"what!"

"bang bang bang"

Suddenly, Mu Zhuang crazily attacked the people beside him as if out of control.

Even the wooden instructor who is a high-ranking martial artist was shocked by his violent power.

Many villagers exclaimed and were swept away by Mu Zhuang.

Tang San secretly said badly, although he didn't know what the situation was.

But he still made a move in an instant, attacking Mu Zhuang.

"Bang bang bang!"

"boom boom"

A series of roaring and fighting sounds sounded, Tang San hit head-to-head with all his strength, but he was not Mu Zhuang's opponent.

That guy has some extremely terrifying brute force, and it is difficult for him to suppress the opponent in terms of strength.

"Tang San, be careful! Mu Zhuang probably had difficulty controlling the power of the companion spirit, so he lost his mind."

He only heard the cries of Mu Jiaotou not far away, and Tang San, who knew it well in his heart, slashed out with his sword.

I saw a howling of sword energy, instantly blasting Mu Zhuang into the air.

Mu Zhuang's shoulder was bleeding, and there was a sword wound with deep bone visible, and he passed out.

Tang San, who had severely injured Mu Zhuang with one blow, came to his side, and then poured the only warmth left in his body into his wound.

Seeing that Mu Zhuang's bleeding wound stopped bleeding quickly, Tang San also heaved a sigh of relief secretly.

"Mr. Hu! He's handed over to you!"

Seeing Lao Hu anxiously running up, Tang San explained in a low voice, then turned and left.

The villagers who reacted looked at each other in blank dismay.

Mu Zhuang's madness was beyond the villagers' surprise, and Tang San's powerful strength and piercing sword spirit also made the villagers a little unresponsive.

"Are the teenagers now so powerful?"

"There are still fools who are not stupid anymore?"

"Or did you deliberately pretend to be a fool before, but you are actually a great master?"

The villagers looked at each other in confusion, and those who were injured were even more helpless.

Fortunately, there were no casualties this time, but it also caused the villagers to have a shadow of Mu Zhuang's companion spirit.

Returning to the hut where he lived, Tang San suddenly groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was not injured by Mu Zhuang, but the fiery red egg in his dantian suddenly became unstable.

There was a powerful suction force from the egg, and it was devouring the blood and essence in his body at the moment.

So Tang San hastily closed his eyes, urging the remaining vitality in his body to inject into the fiery red egg.

With the absorption of vitality, the suction force of the flaming egg swallowing became smaller.

But this is not the solution after all, he is so eager to quench his thirst, so he can't wait to enter the cemetery of the gods to see if there is any solution.

So, he became silent, and the spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly opened his eyes.

The spirit headed towards the sea of ​​fog in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, and after entering the sea of ​​fog, he came to the front of the bronze gate.

This time the bronze door directly opened a gap, and Tang San's spirit was directly sucked in with an exclamation.