Infinite Sims

Chapter 117 Gorefiend

not far away.

The scholar in blue and the man in white who heard the conversation showed different expressions.

"It's true that people can't be judged by appearances. Such a heroic person is actually a vicious murderer."

The blue-clothed scholar shook his head and sighed, feeling rather regretful, as if he had misjudged someone.

The man in white didn't say a word, got up and grabbed the scholar's hand, and walked towards the stairs.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

The scholar in blue was a little confused.

While pulling him forcefully, the man in white whispered, "Listen to me, go downstairs."

The key criminal named Fang Shouxin seemed to be forced to have nowhere to escape and could only be manipulated.

But he could clearly feel that the calm face of the man was definitely not because of his stupidity and the pretentious chic that he couldn't escape from seeing, but because he had confidence in his heart.

If this feeling is correct, then this place is likely to become a battlefield.

Ordinary swords have no eyes, not to mention monks' spells and weapons. If you continue to stay here and watch, you may not even know how to die.

Jiang Ren's chopsticks reached halfway and stopped.

Looking at the mess on the table and the cakes falling on him, he frowned slightly.

"Fang Shouxin, you are a wanted criminal of Xianmeng, I will give you two choices now."

Wu Ji looked at Jiang Ren, thinking that he stopped because of timidity, and immediately said sarcastically: "Why don't you be obedient and catch him without a fight, or I'll wait for a few people to beat you without a fight!"

The monks next to him laughed strangely at this moment.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, the technique is easy to control, but the magic weapon doesn't have eyes."

"If you accidentally kill you, then no wonder I waited."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Fellow Daoist, let's hurry up and capture him with nothing."

"I hope you don't make unnecessary struggles. I'll wait for a few people to attack together. Even the Foundation Establishment Realm can deal with a few moves. With your body with dim aura, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist me waiting for a blow."

"waste!"

When Wu Ji and others saw such humiliation, Jiang Ren had no intention of resisting, and each of them became more and more arrogant, constantly making mocking remarks.

The look of eagerness in the eyes.

It seems that they want to lure Jiang Ren to do something, and then give him a good meal.

"Ugh."

Jiang Ren sighed, put down his chopsticks, looked at Wu Ji and said, "Do you know who I hate the most?"

Sometimes, he really can't understand the brain circuit of some people.

"Oh, who do you hate?"

Wu Ji stepped on the table again, knocked all the dishes on Jiang Ren, and said provocatively: "Do you hate people like me? Could it be that you dare to attack me?"

The surrounding magic tools trembled slightly.

They couldn't wait to make a move, as long as Jiang Ren dared to make an attack, no matter how slight it was, they would launch it without hesitation.

After all, whether this person is dead or alive does not affect the bounty.

But they are not willing to let such a person who killed their colleagues be brought to justice intact, even if he will be tried by the Immortal League later.

Only by giving this person a painful lesson on the spot, or even killing him directly, can those ignorant and stupid mortals know the fate of offending them.

Jiang Renren shook his head: "I hate..."

Zheng!
The sword sounded suddenly.

A black shadow flashed past, then disappeared in an instant.

At some point, Jiang Ren's hand was placed on the guqin by the wall.

"I hate people who waste food the most."

He glanced at the motionless Xianmeng deacons beside him, removed his hands from the guqin, stood up as if nothing had happened, and patted off the cakes and other stains on his clothes.

"what happened?"

The dozen or so diners who were watching the bustle around looked at each other when they saw this scene.

I don't understand why those deacons let the murderer be so arrogant.

But soon, they couldn't help but widen their eyes, covered their mouths, and suppressed the fear of screaming.

The deacons who had been uttering provocative words just now had a bloodstain on their necks, and then their heads fell to the ground with a bang.

As blood sprayed half a foot high from the broken neck, their bodies also fell to the ground.

And this moment.

The murderer had already put on the guqin on his back and walked several feet away without being affected in the slightest.

Hearing the voice behind him, Jiang Ren felt a little helpless.

These people have limited IQs, and they are obviously Taoist cultivators with long-range attacks, so they insist on learning from Buddhist cultivators and playing melee combat.

Originally, if I wanted to kill them, I might have to spend a lot of time, but in the close range just now, I took them all away with a single blow.

The consumption of spiritual power is only twice that of the deacon killed in Heishui Town, but the harvest is far more than that.

This time, it was a bloodbath.

Jiang Ren walked down the stairs slowly, like a normal diner.

On the first floor of the restaurant.

In the corner, the scholar in blue and the man in white were huddled together with a group of diners.

Although the two came down from upstairs, they were both blocked here, and they had to wait until the arrest was completed before they could go out.

More than a dozen police officers and shop assistants stood at the gate.

Everyone has a relaxed look on their faces. For the police, although they have nothing to do with this arrest, they can get some credit and rewards by following them. pick up.

Especially the waiter, who has been thinking about how to spend the bounty he gave for providing clues.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs, he immediately looked over with a flattering smile, and the moment he saw the person coming, his expression froze instantly.

Even the dozens of policemen beside him were the same, their faces were pale and they dared not move.

Why wasn't this most wanted criminal caught?

Why can he still walk down the stairs so brightly?
What about the deacons who were in charge of arresting him?Why didn't they come down?Was it an accident?
"With so many people, it seems that this restaurant is quite popular."

Jiang Ren looked at the dozen or so people at the door and walked forward with a smile.

in this process.

Everyone looked at him nervously, not daring to say a word, not even daring to move their bodies.

When he came to the door, the moment Jiang Ren went out, he reached out and patted the waiter on the shoulder: "Your pastries are not bad."

After the voice fell, he walked out directly.

There was only a group of people left in the restaurant who didn't dare to take a breath, and didn't even dare to turn their heads to see if he had gone far.

After dozens of interest.

The waiter's pale face showed a fearful expression, and his mouth kept trembling: "I, I..."

The light yellow liquid spread down his trouser legs and spread on the ground.

But neither the policeman beside him, nor the blue-clothed scholar and white-clothed man in the corner noticed this scene at the moment, because they were not much better.

The constantly trembling legs had a tendency to stand unsteadily.

The dense cold sweat on their foreheads, and the heavy breathing as if they had just finished heavy work, all showed how flustered they were.

"Dead! The deacon is dead!"

Until then, there were a few terrified cries from upstairs.

It was also at this moment that everyone showed the look of the rest of their lives. Fortunately, they didn't move around just now, otherwise even the deacons would be dead, so I would
Jiang Ren rode a fast horse into the wilderness.

He is not walking aimlessly.

Starting from Heishui Town, there is only one direction for him to travel.

The west, the land of the far west, the Lingshan Mountain created by the Immortal Alliance with countless manpower and material resources, and the Misty Academy on it.

The purpose of going there is also very simple.

Send the original owner's enemy, a certain academy student named Yu Fan, down to accompany the original owner.

Of course, if you encounter someone looking for trouble on the road, you have no choice but to fight back in self-defense to solve the trouble.

Time passes day by day.

Jiang Ren spends most of his time in the wilderness, occasionally passing through towns.

in this way.

More than one month has passed.

In the uninhabited wilderness, there is a lake surrounded by mountains.

It was drizzling.

There was a small boat floating in the middle of the lake, and an old man with a white beard in a coir raincoat was sitting alone on the boat, holding a simple bamboo pole in his hand, and the thin line connected to the top of the bamboo pole hung down into the lake.

"Birds fly away in a thousand mountains, and people disappear in thousands of miles. A lone boat and hat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow."

Looking at the blue lake view in front of him, the coir raincoat couldn't help but read a poem, then smiled and shook his head: "The poem is a good poem, but it's almost snowed."

The coir raincoat is Jiang Ren in disguise.

In the past month, his sword body has finally been repaired a lot, and now he stops here for fishing.

"The fish is hooked."

Jiang Ren muttered, and pulled the fishing rod upwards.

A palm-sized fish is biting the hook, its tail is constantly flapping, full of vitality.

Take the fish off the hook and put it in the crate beside you.

Through the mouth of the basket, you can see that there are already several fish of the same size inside.

"go."

Jiang Ren didn't put the bait in, and just threw the hook out.

As the hook slid across a beautiful curve, it fell back into the lake.

at the same time.

A ray of light flashed across the sky, and he wanted to fly far away, but soon stopped abruptly.

Turn around and come to the top of the lake.

The light dissipated.

But it was a middle-aged monk sitting cross-legged on a pink lotus pedestal, as fat as a Maitreya Buddha, with a compassionate face.

"Hey, fishing boy."

The monk opened his mouth and said with an image that did not fit his temperament: "Did you see any strange people passing by in the past few days?"

Jiang Ren stroked the white beard on his face, and asked with a smile, "I wonder who the Venerable is talking about?"

The monk's face darkened: "Answer the answer if you are asked, why are there so many nonsense!"

Jiang Ren smiled: "I haven't seen the strange person, but if the venerable can tell me who I'm looking for, maybe I can help you find it."

The monk frowned, with a half-smile: "Oh, you are quite confident, if you deceive the Buddha, do you know the consequences?"

Jiang Ren's expression was flat: "The Venerable is joking, as the Venerable, how can he care about an old man like me."

"In front of the Buddha, you are just a kid, but what you said is really good, the Buddha really doesn't care about anything with you."

The monk smiled darkly: "At most, I will knock off your limbs and let you know the consequences of deceiving the Buddha."

"Who is His Holiness looking for?"

Jiang Ren didn't care and asked directly.

The monk opened his mouth and said: "This man is a most wanted criminal in the Immortal League. He is nicknamed Blood Demon. His original name was Fang Shouxin. He raped, robbed, murdered without count, and committed all sorts of crimes. Wherever he went, corpses littered the fields..."

Listening to his words, Jiang Ren couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Is rape and robbery related to me?
Moreover, there are corpses everywhere, is he so cruel?Obviously, all the way is defensive counterattack!
"Age around forty, stature..."

The monk paused for a while, looked at Jiang Ren, and continued: "It's almost the same as you."

Jiang Ren nodded: "I happen to know where the person His Holiness mentioned is now."

"Oh, tell me quickly, as long as what you say is true, the Buddha will reward you a lot."

The monk was suddenly ecstatic.

You know, apart from the first [-] or so blood demons, more than half of the people who died in his hands were monks, and they were also monks of the Xianmeng.

Such behavior has already aroused the anger of the high-level officials of the Xianmeng.

The amount of the reward has also changed from one middle-grade spirit stone at the beginning to a total of thirty top-grade spirit stones, as well as more valuable skills and spells.

Such a generous reward has attracted many Golden Core cultivators.

It is conservatively estimated that besides myself, there are at least a dozen Golden Core cultivators searching for traces of the Gorefiend.

If he could discover the blood demon earlier, no matter whether he captured or killed him, he would be able to take all the rewards and become rich overnight.

Jiang Ren looked at the monk, but did not answer.

Seeing this, the monk became a little anxious: "You boy, come quickly, the Buddha cannot do without your reward, otherwise don't blame the Buddha for being ruthless."

"Right here."

A strange smile appeared on Jiang Ren's face.

"what?"

Just as the monk was about to inquire clearly, he suddenly felt the protective magic weapon and the golden light of the body shattered one after another, and something pierced into his body from behind and directly shattered the golden elixir.

It was a black long sword.

The monk's body seemed to have turned into a sieve, and the majestic and pure spiritual power in his body leaked out to the surroundings at an extremely fast speed.

For a monk in the Golden Core Realm, success is also a Golden Core, and failure is also a Golden Core.

Refining a golden pill can greatly strengthen their strength.

But when the golden core was shattered, the strength of a lifetime changed from ten to eight, and it instantly turned into a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

A black glow emerged from the black long sword.

The black light raged in the monk's body, quickly destroying the vitality in his body.

"."

The monk's face twisted a few times, before he could even speak, he fell into the lake below together with the lotus base.

Only the black long sword was still floating quietly in the air.

"Why do you think I talk to you so much?"

Jiang Ren raised his hand and called his body back.

The damaged sword body has been repaired, but the more serious special damage on the sword body is not so easy to recover.

This is also the reason for the black color.

But even so, there was no pressure to face the last Jindan early-stage monk, just like this monk who died in a daze.

But since you can sneak attack, why do you want to be direct?
Moreover, the sneak attack also saves spiritual power. After all, there is still a long way to go before the sword is fully repaired. A precious substance such as spiritual power can be saved a little.

"The biggest advantage of being a sword is that it can hide all the fluctuations of spiritual power in the body of the sword, even a golden core monk who has released his spiritual consciousness can hardly find it."

"However, the main reason is the talents I bought with krypton gold before I came in, and the krypton gold refining materials that have been refined and fused for a hundred years."

"If it weren't for these characteristics to sneak attack, it would have cost a lot of money."

Jiang Ren put down his fishing rod and put some fish in the fishing basket back into the lake.

Stretching out his hand to hold his sword, he got off the boat and stepped on the calm lake.

Walking slowly towards the shore like walking on flat ground.

There.

At some point, a handsome purple-clothed man appeared.

(End of this chapter)