Repugnant Gateway

The black-faced man shouted to Ann loudly: "I know you all think I'm a wicked person, but I don't think I am. This village is lonely, and without me, I don't know how many people will be killed by gangsters. I just fell asleep. A woman? Did n’t you just take some money from the victim? Without me, the people in this village might be dead. "

He looked at Anzheng's eyes and asked, "Am I a wicked man ?!"

An Zheng answered: "Yes."

An Zheng glanced at the dung fork in the hands of the black-faced man: "You do evil like this, and the impact is greater than those who think you are evil. You dare not stretch my hand to help an old man who might fall, I am not the beginning, nor the end. In addition, this is not all you do evil. You see that I am a Yan Guo, so there is no fear, this is bullying. "

The black-faced man: "Bull it? What's the matter? Do I get to Yan Kingdom, you Yan Guo people will not bully me?"

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An Zheng's answer is still simple and simple: "When you arrive in Yan Guo, Yan Guo will also have people like you. But I will not bully you ... I will kill you. Maybe God made me live twice because I did it not enough."

Blackfaced man: "What the **** do you mean?"

When An Zheng raised his hand, the dung fork came into his hand. The black-faced man lowered his head and looked, then there was fear in his eyes.

"You are right, if you die, someone else may die in the hands of Liu Kou. But everyone in this village should die ..."

An Zheng looked at the old woman: "Including you, you really don't know that your daughter-in-law is being bullied by him? It's just that you saw it this time, and you are actually thinking about it. The village ran away the bad guys. Even if there was no rogue, you would not dare to offend him ... either you are afraid of death, or you think your face is more important than the life of your daughter-in-law. "

The old woman's face changed, and she began to tremble.

The black-faced man understood that An Zheng was a practitioner.

"Hahahaha ... It seems that I am dead today. But you are right, everyone in this village should die. For the first time I forced her daughter-in-law, she actually saw it, and she came in and saw it , And then closed the door again ... This old guy felt that face was more important than anything, so he was still guarding the door for me outside. "

The black-faced man turned his head to look at others: "Everyone here is **** dead, and the escaping foreigners pass by here, and one is dead. There are at least dozens of bodies buried in this field, and this old guy Help bury it. "

The old woman wept bitterly: "What can I do? What can you do to me? I must be alive ... I must be alive!"

An Zheng said, "Let's live."

He raised his hand, the dung fork poked into the heart of the black-faced man. He glanced at it, and the splashed skins with the big sticks exploded immediately, as if they were violently shredded by watermelon, red and white, and splashed everywhere.

An Zheng said with a blank expression: "Siluo lost faith, I will not. The wicked should die, no matter who it is."

He glanced at the old woman: "But I keep you alive, I will kill all the people in this village, and you should die, but you should not die so soon ... You will be left in this village in the future, Your daughter-in-law, you do n’t think it ’s important, I ’ll help you take it away. I ’ll take her to a place where there is nothing to worry about.

An Zheng raised his hand and pressed down.

The village is gone.

He turned and walked back, suddenly feeling that this was destiny. After encountering such a thing, Violet was depressed, and never did anything to do heroism. But is Violet really happy? He doesn't.

The old woman fell to the ground, like a long breath.

After going out to remember dozens of steps, An Zheng suddenly came back and walked to the old woman, looking at her terrified eyes and saying, "I regret it."

Then the old woman died.

Damn it for doing evil.

An Zheng suddenly decided what, perhaps only he knew. Suddenly he wanted to go back and read the last few paintings of Violet. Before seeing Violet encountering blackmail and feeling discouraged, he felt that he didn't want to read it anymore. But after his own experience again, he found that he had not changed. Perhaps Violet is different from him. Violet is a person of unknown origin and does not seem to have any attachment to this world.

Maybe Violet never regarded himself as a person in this world, so he was lonely.

When An Zheng went back, he couldn't help but glance back. Then I found nothing ... No ruins of the village, no grass, no two rows of trees, no dead bodies on the ridge. There is nothing, as if there has never been anything. Perhaps, there is really nothing there.

An Zheng suddenly felt that the body was hot and hot, as if something had to be split from the body.

"Careful."

An Zheng shook his head.

"However you did nothing wrong and did not give me a chance."

The voice is directly opposite An Zheng, the direction when An Zheng came.

An Zheng turned around and looked at the handsome man in a white crescent moon gown. That's a man, not to mention in Yan Kingdom, even if it is placed in Daxi, it can be called a handsome boy. No matter where he goes, such a man will be noticed by a woman just as a beautiful woman attracts the attention of a man. He looked clean and bright, as clear as the blue on the sky behind him.

But he was murderous.

An Zheng was not surprised at all, as if he had calculated that this person would appear in front of himself. Or, An Zheng is always waiting for this moment to arrive.

"I thought you would do it in the fairy palace."

An Zhengdao.

Feng Xiuyang poked the peach wood sword in his hand on the ground and looked at Anzheng with a smile: "You know, I have always been a very calm person. I wouldn't do impulsive things unless necessary. , I also feel that I am a little more impulsive to come to you today. "

An Zheng asked: "I'm just curious, why do you find me so quickly."

Feng Xiuyang pointed to his body: "Wood ... you gave it to me. Do you know why I went back to Wudang Mountain? That is now the orthodox land of Taoism, where the master is like a cloud, and I went to Wudang Mountain with my cultivation at that time. If I wanted to take the peach tree, I was going to die, but I still went, why? "

He didn't wait for an argument to speak, he continued: "Because of my talent ... Others have always said that I am a genius, including the old guys in the doctrine of Yan Guotai. People know where my genius is, and only I know it. My genius ... is not what people see. I dare to go to Wudang Mountain because the talent is to take life and soul. The tree in Wudang Mountain is not simple Tree, its life is much harder than people. "

"I thought I was sure, but I still lost. I lost it to a tree ... However, this is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is that you saved my life. There is your breath on the peach wood, then Taomu is my life soul now. So others do n’t know where you are, but I may know at any time. "

An Zheng couldn't help smiling: "I blame myself for being careless. You just made that illusion just now. It's amazing. It can erode my heart and feel my thoughts. The height of your illusion is terrifying. Oh ... I have forgotten that Taoism's research on illusion has always been more involved than other sects. Rumor has it that illusion was also first spread by Taoism. "

Feng Xiuyang yelled, "People like you don't have much time to take advantage of it. I thought I could kill you while your mood was unstable under the circumstances just now. But I still didn't. Hurry, do you know why? "

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "You ask me, of course I know."

Feng Xiuyang sighed: "Can you tell me when you will be a little bit defensive."

An Zheng said: "It seems not."

Feng Xiu said: "You are so tired."

An Zhengxiao: "Don't you have it."

"Neither am I, so I know you are really tired."

Feng Xiuyang looked down at the mahogany sword poked on the ground at his feet and said after a moment of silence: "Actually, you should also know that I want to kill you too. You are pursuing a realm of selflessness, but you The thing that saved my life pressed me all the time, and made me think about me all the time, why not me? "

An Zheng: "blame me?"

Feng Xiuyang said: "I don't blame you, but just made an excuse for my own enemies. But after I said it, I realized that it was a bit pale and weak."

He reached out and pulled out the peach wood sword, looked at An Zheng's eyes and asked in a very serious way: "Can you ... be killed by me?"

An Zheng answered seriously: "I will try it."

Feng Xiuyang turned his head and looked around: "The poor mountains and bad waters, but the scenery is not bad. If I kill you, I will build a grave for you, which will never be perfunctory. I will choose the good stone and personally do it for you. Carving a tombstone ... what to write? Write a good person? "

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders.

Feng Xiuyang: "So, if I was killed by you accidentally, I'll trouble you like me, don't bury me in a perfunctory manner. Choose a good stone and carve a tombstone for me. I have already thought about what to write. ... a practitioner. "

An Zheng looked around, always feeling a little weird.

Feng Xiuyang said: "No need to watch, this is an enchantment. Do you know why I didn't die when I went to Wudang Mountain? I missed the peach tree in that lesson. Because my talent is really good, so good Zhang Zhenren is reluctant to kill me. In order to stay me, he even gave me a treasure of Wudang Mountain ... This thing is called Xuan Huang Yin, and he can move at will. Even if he is a strong man in Xiaotian Realm, do n’t think about it easily. The only control is to break the boundary of the mysterious yellow seal. If I am defeated by you and die, I will tell you how to get out. "

An Zheng suddenly understood why Feng Xiuyang was sure.

"This is an upgraded version of the mountain and river map. Everything here is changed according to your wishes. Here, you are like a master."

Feng Xiuyang shook his head: "No, no, you are wrong, how can I be like a master ... Here, I am the master. Anzhen, in fact, I envy you, some people cry after you die. And I die After that, only people will laugh. "

An Zheng raised his hand, and the Broken Sword turned into magic: "I won't laugh ... I will laugh loudly."

Feng Xiu raised his finger, and the peach wood sword flew from the ground and fell into his hands. He strode toward An Zheng: "This is my world, I promise you a beautiful burial!"

An Zheng said: "I'm stingy, regardless of killing buried."