New White Snake Asking Immortals

Some people are heroes, some people are famous.

Of course, you can't use a few words or a sentence to sum up all of a person. After all, life changes with various situations.

There are corpses everywhere in a luxury manor in a certain county. Blood and rainwater flow from the dog hole into the river outside the wall. There is a girl in white standing in front of a low-level monk on the stone bridge in the back garden. However, at this time, he was begging for mercy without kneeling.

"Tell me, where is your boss."

"I……"

The cultivator hesitated, and suddenly his collar was lifted tightly, and he faced those terrifying eyes emitting a faint red light...

Bai Yujun thought it was very interesting. A group of martial arts masters and low-level cultivators, as well as some squires, scholars or tomb robbers, even dared to plan the powerful Jiao, even the masters of Jindan Yuanying dared to conspire for many years. I really don't know whether to admire them or despise them.

There is no threat, and the small means secretly are like a chicken and a dog in the face of absolute strength, vulnerable to a single blow.

Open cherry mouth to reveal sharp fangs!

"No...don't eat me...please forgive me..."

A sneer, a sneer from the bottom of my heart.

"Ben Jiao doesn't know whether to praise you or despise you. I'm the Nascent Soul Monster Beast. I can call clouds and rain to stir up the thunder of the nine days. I can enter the rivers and lakes and set off huge waves. , I was wondering if I should spend money to hire a monk to kill you, but Ben Jiao prefers to do it himself."

"I...I'm just confused for a while..."

"Confused? No, no, no, you are not confused at all. You actually know that you are using the words of Youyou to harm my way. Fortunately, I am no longer afraid of the human race's words, so I can't help it."

"Yes... how can you care about this little trick..."

The cultivator was about to die of fright. He still had decades to live and didn't want to die here. If he knew why he was so, it would have been better if he didn't get involved in this matter.

"Of course I care. Now please say who and where your superior is. If you say it, you can live, if you don't say it, you will die. This is a multiple-choice question."

"I……"

He is very entangled. Everyone has their own pride and persistence in their hearts, but they will waver in the face of life and death. If they want to be tough, they can’t be tough. The oath crossed my mind over and over again...

Drenched in sweat, his fists clenched and loosened.

Sometimes he really wished that he could be dignified and killed by the evil scorpion, but he didn't want to die. The luxurious mansions of gourmet beauties were constantly passing in front of his eyes, so that he could enjoy young and beautiful beauties and drink and eat meat when he was alive.

"Ugh……"

"I said, they are all in the Li family in Wuhai City..."

After saying a sentence, he seemed to have lost all his strength, felt guilty and sullen, and secretly scolded himself for not being a thing. He never thought that one day he would do something treachery, how sad!

Bai Yujun smiled, bent down, bent his knees and slammed into the sky with a swoosh.

The garden stone bridge, the monk knelt down and cried...

"I'm a waste, I'm sorry for you..."

"But I really don't want to die..."

"Bai Jiao is too powerful to fight..."

He was looking for a reason for himself, crying heart-breakingly. A man in his 40s and 50s burst into tears because of his cowardice and self-blame, but also because from today onwards he is no longer the man who was just like the poor man. , but a villain, a traitor, and a poor man.

In the sky, a stream of light went straight to Wuhai City.

Night falls.

In the dark night of Jiang Hanyue, the solitary lamp under the eaves on the street corner shone drizzle.

The eaves can shelter from the rain. Bai Yujun sits in front of the store and lays the guqin horizontally. He carefully adjusts the sound of the violin. Tonight, Xiao Yufeifei is suitable for playing the guqin.

There are only a few lanterns on the street, and the pale candles of the lanterns overhead barely illuminate the stone road. On the opposite side are the big families. The plaque on the top of the door has the two characters of Li Fu.

The sound of hooves could be heard in the distance, a carriage slowly approached, and the lanterns in front of the carriage swayed.

Famines are optional for the rich. If you don’t delay in eating, drinking, and having fun, you may be able to make a lot of money. Nightlife is inseparable from brothels, brothels and gambling halls. What's more, do you see your own fat and ugly yellow-faced woman at home?

In the carriage, the rich man was lying down and reminiscing about the taste just now, with his eyes narrowed and a smile on his face.

The sound of the piano sounded in the night for no reason...

The sound of the piano is like the ding-dong of spring water, which is pleasant to the ears.

Bai Yujun played the strings and then continued debugging, twisting back and forth to find the feeling, and then playing it again, pricked up his ears to carefully distinguish the details of the sound, and of course he must do his best.

The rich man wondered who was playing the piano in the middle of the night, and he felt that it was more beautiful than that of the brothel.

Get off the car and prepare to go home.

The sound of the piano sounded again, as if someone was playing the piano behind him. When he was about to look back to see who it was, he suddenly noticed that the stone stake in front of the door seemed to be cut diagonally by some sharp blade...

The half-cut stone pile landed~www.readwn.com~The incision is smooth, how is this possible?

The old servant drove the carriage away slowly and was about to park it in the backyard. He didn't notice that the owner was standing in the doorway, looking terrified. The money man is just in a hurry, playing and singing is not pleasant at all, it is not as interesting as those who play the trumpet and sing the yellow jokes at the happy events in the village.

The rich man slowly raised his foot to knock on the door, when suddenly, the door knocker made by the best blacksmith in the city shattered!

The broken door knocker spun and fell to the ground beside him, and with a ding sound, he fell to the ground completely, and the unique sound of tuning the strings came from behind again.

Turn around and look in the direction of the sound.

Under the pale lantern, there was a long-haired girl in white, sitting with her head down and busy.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Bai Yujun didn't raise his head or speak, and concentrated on playing the guqin. When the violin rang again, the man would die. Before that was his last time.

The rich man smiled miserably, opened his arms and closed his eyes.

The piano sounded.

The shadow cast by the man on the wall suddenly split in two...

Bai Yujun got up and left with her guqin in her arms. The figure with her long white dress and long hair gradually disappeared at the end of the dark street. The rest were not in the Li residence. The man from the Li residence had the smell of a previous low-level cultivator. It smells like a brothel. The brothel is very likely to be a gathering place. If you go to see it now, maybe you can catch a few. Human characteristics rarely move after dark and can't escape.

Before arriving at the brothel, the infrared sensor was fully turned on, as if X-rays had drawn the brothel into a three-dimensional image through wood to search for abnormalities.

In the end, a dozen or so strong martial arts middlemen and low-level cultivators were targeted. There must be no good thing for so many experts to gather in a corner hidden room. Just smell the smell to know if it is the target.