I asked Ji Junbi if he knew that Guanlong Li’s family would hold a demon-killing meeting in Xinghualing tomorrow and join the northern martial arts to defeat the Manichaeism. Ji Junbi returned to his deserted look, and said in a big tone. Tomorrow, I will see who is the devil and whose devil is killed.
The two chatted for a while, when it was getting late, Ji Junbi suddenly said, Brother Qin, I'm cold. In this way, she fell asleep in my arms. Looking at the Biren in my arms, I couldn't help but get angry at the thought of her torment in the past two months.
Guan Long Wulin, Li Boyang, what power and prestige in the north, they did such a secret thing in secret. In order to seize resources and seize the horse resources of Majiapu, the Majiapu family has more than 100 people. I can't stand such a shameless act of killing, and the grand-sounding demon beheading conference. No wonder Jing Yurou said that she would go to Xinghualing with the demons.
It’s just that Sister Junbi has suffered. She has been imprisoned for more than two months. Although she refuses to reveal what happened in the process, I also know that very people can survive these two months. A masculine man can't even protect the person he likes. How can he be a chivalrous man and a sword
When I woke up the next day, the heavy rain had stopped and the fire had gone out, but I saw that Ji Junbi had already gotten up, after finishing washing, he tidyed up his hair, changed into a commoner, saw me wake up, smiled and said, Brother Qin, you wake up Up. Speaking of taking out a roasted sweet potato from the fire, I must have gone out to beg when I was asleep.
Seeing me staring at her in a daze, her face flushed. In the morning, I went out, changed a set of clothes with a farmer with a hairpin, and got some food.
Seeing Ji Junbi's plain clothes and light makeup, no powder, and still pretty and moving, my heart can't help but become hot. If we retreat to the rivers and lakes at this time, and live an ordinary life, wouldn't it be a pleasure? He sighed when he thought of this, and when he entered the rivers and lakes, he couldn't help himself. This kind of thought can only be thought of in his heart.
Ji Junbi split the sweet potato into two, handed it to me, raised his jade finger, peeled off the outside, and ate it lightly. Seeing me taking her intently, asked, does it look good
I nodded and smiled slightly. Sister Junbi, she looks good at all times. Ji Junbi's face darkened, and he whispered, I hope so. I said that today is the Demon Slayer Conference, and now the little witch has been rescued by me, I will see how they can play.
Ji Junbi said, who is the little witch? I squeezed her nose, making her face gray. There was no little witch, only a little fairy. Thinking of this, I took out the two masks that Meichuan gave me. The kid actually prepared a female face for me, which was unexpectedly useful at this time.
We turned into a bunch of young country couples, I looked at her, she looked at me, and couldn't help but smile. I said the lady, let the husband take you to the world.
Seeing that the sky is not early, the demon-killing conference must have begun. The two of them were walking along, and they encountered many people from the rivers and lakes along the way. They marched towards Xinghualing and heard a loud voice: The magic sect poisons Shanxi martial arts for so long, fortunately today. It is the blessing of martial arts to have Li Daxia uphold justice. Thinking that the little witch would kill the Ma family overnight and behave viciously, I and the righteous people have the responsibility to help Li Daxia. The speaker was one of the five dragons in Hetao at the Hanting Inn yesterday.
Not far from the front there is a big man with a sword that keeps bowing his head, stopping when he hears the words, and coldly said, you open your mouth to poison the martial arts, and you have no shirk of responsibility. I ask you whether our holy religion raped your mother or took your property
The man in the demon sect? I don't know who shouted, and everyone drew out their weapons and waited in full battle. Ji Junbi said in a low voice, this person is Shi Tiangang, the outer hall of my sacred church, and is also a master of our sacred church.
I said to watch the changes and stand aside with her hand. She wanted to reach out, but was held tightly by me, so she didn't struggle.
Shi Tiangang was originally burly, and his speech was so powerful that the man was robbed of his eloquence, and he was about to shrink his head, watching everyone coming and going, arousing blood, not advancing, retreating, and stepping forward: Demon cult evildoers, everyone has to go. To punish him, what charges are still to be convicted
Shi Tiangang laughed loudly and shook his knife to the ground. I'll see how you get it and punish you! Having said that, his eyes were fixed on the man, and there was even a sign of disagreement and a big fight.
An old man with a pipe came out and said that today, the Li family held a demon-killing meeting, and he made his own judgments. I, Mo Chunlei, will be a peacemaker this time. While talking, a few steps forward, between the two of them, the qi released pointed towards Shi Tiangang.
Mo Chunlei was a master of Xingyiquan in Cangzhou Prefecture, Hebei. He used dry smoke as a weapon. When he was young, he went to Shaolin Temple alone, and was finally defeated by the Four Shaolin King Kong. Even so, he also gained a lot of fame. When I dart to Cangzhou, Yang Jiaoxi mentioned this person. At that time, this person was mentioned in the minds of our group of eighty or ninety-grade low-handed people, but they were like gods.
Shi Tiangang gave a cold snort, took the knife, and moved forward.
Hetao Wulongdao, if it weren't for Senior Mo to stop him, I would have the Demon Cult Xiao's blood splattered on the spot.
The other person sneered, just now when Senior Mo didn't come out to stop him, he didn't see you so arrogant, nor did he brag about it. Hetao Wulongdao, who said it, stand up and speak! Seeing no one answered, he gave up.
Just a few steps after walking, I saw a withered, crooked eyebrow veteran in the crowd digging his nose with his hands and bounced at one of the five dragons. Suddenly, the man was bleeding like a shot, clutching his head and cursing: Ouch, which bastard Attack me? Seeing this, the veteran also shouted, that is, who is so shameless and attacking people
Wulong looked around and saw me stealing joy and pointed at me. Isn't it you? I lay my spear for no reason, raised my hand, your martial arts is conquering the world, I admire it is too late, how dare you sneak attack? He glanced at Lao Dao, then he blew his eyebrows, smiled, and turned his head away.
Humph, forgive you for not dare.
If it wasn't for Ji Junbi, believe it or not, I would kill you on the spot! I cursed secretly in my heart, but said in my mouth, attacking a man in the right way of martial arts is definitely not the work of a gentleman! After an episode, everyone moved on. The old way slowed down a few steps and leaned over and said: Kid, let me weigh the weight. As he handed it over, a vigorous internal force came from him.
I saw that he had just picked up his nose, how could I let him grab it, and gathered his internal strength and sent it outwards, saying that it would be avoided. I recently lost weight and didn't have much weight.
Lao Dao attempted to catch it, and then another move to capture his hand, grabbing the wrist, all the tricks were small and nimble, I quickly refused my luck, Lao Dao was not slippery, turned around, and flashed past. He left while shaking his head, shaking his head and sighing, boring, boring! Martial arts is too weak! After talking, it disappeared.
Just then Ji Junbi said, Brother Qin, your wallet has been taken away. I touched my arms and yelled at me, so old-fashioned you stop me! Hearing that old way, he raised a few money bags, strode away, and went away.
I was a little angry and said, why didn't you stop him just now
Ji Junbi said, don't say he wants you a purse, he wants the emperor's jade seal, how can anyone stop it in the world
At this moment, someone gradually shouted, damn it, where's my wallet? Everyone's faces were gray, it was Mo Chunlei, his face was also deadly gloomy, and he forbeared to speak. Think about it, he is a famous person in the world, and his money bag was stolen without knowing it. It would be shameful to say it.
It seems that the old man stole it just now!
Everyone yelled at that shriveled old way one after another, and many of them were the same. It's nothing more than greeting their family members and having close relationships with their immediate family, collateral relatives, and relatives of the previous generations. Someone said they want me to see this old man again, see if I don't kill him!
Suddenly someone said, that person seemed to be a thief, He Daozi!
I looked at Ji Junbi, who nodded with a smile.
Huh? I was shocked. This person is actually the master of the thief door? Jia Ming's master? The person who disperses the shocking spirits to the world? The author of the six essential textbook "Theft"? Is he a sloppy old Taoist like the Three Commons
I put away my thoughts of returning the purse. There were a hundred taels of silver notes in it. It hurts to think about it, but then I think about it, on the night of the night of the banquet, he and Sansu Qiao performed thaumaturgy, pour the power of the shocking formation into my body, and disperse the world's air into the rivers and lakes. I also want to thank him. , This one hundred taels of silver is not a loss.
Where is the thief? The crowd suddenly turned 180 degrees, and my purse was taken away by He Daozi! I said, why didn't I notice it, it was his old man! In the blink of an eye, the people who had just cursed suddenly seemed as if it was an honor to be stolen by He Daozi. Even Mo Chunlei, who was just carrying the shelf, gradually showed a smile on his gloomy face. Although it was not as obvious as the others, he was in a good mood.
But it’s right to think about it. It’s worthy of you to be able to go in and out of the palace freely, turn the world's thieves into an art, and even steal a few ounces of silver from you. When you brag with friends from the rivers and lakes in the future, we are also the ones who have fought against the thief Sheng He Daozi.
One of the five dragons in Hetao said, my purse was not stolen!
Another person said embarrassingly: Second brother, I saw that your wallet was empty yesterday.
When everyone came to the back mountain of Xinghualing, they saw the colorful flags spreading, and the four blood-red characters in the Demon Slayer Meeting were vigorous and powerful, fluttering in the wind.
Qunhao, who has a little identity, sits under the stage, and the names of the martial arts are written on the seats one by one. There are still some vacant seats, and there are a few small and medium-sized clans who are secretly competing for this, but it is quite difficult for the staff of Li's family.
The people are divided into three, six or nine classes, and the flesh is divided into five layers and three layers, and they are all red-faced and fighting for seats, and I am embarrassed to be decent. I can only hehe.
Those who have no gangs, no factions, or low-level status are looking for places to stand, and there are actually three to four hundred people.
Only in the southwest corner, there were thirty or forty people standing there coldly, separated from the others by seven or eight feet. The leader was actually the apologist Yang Yichao that I met that day, and there were three or four people I was in Jiangnan Wulin. There was a fate at the conference. Ji Junbi whispered, these are all brothers of our Shengjiao.
I squeezed the palm of her hand and said that Junbi is so good-minded, should I go up and recognize each other? Ji Junbi shook his head. At this moment, Yang Yi looked towards the two of me, and Ji Junbi covered his face with his hand, hiding behind me. We both changed our faces, and Yang glanced at me and stopped paying attention to me.
On the Demon Slayer Stage, one person complained of the Demon Cult's guilt, and that population was very good. They told the major events committed by the Demon Cult in Guanlong Wulin one by one. The crowd scolded one after another, as if the crimes were all imposed on him, or he had experienced it personally.
People, social animals, are more inclined to believe in some seemingly extreme opinions in groups, which are concentrated in grandstanding, low intelligence, and extreme impulsivity. The speech of the person on the stage is very inflammatory, and Le Pen’s The theory is perfect.
After counting the evil deeds of the Demon Cult, the man raised his arm and shouted loudly: The evil demon, the crime is monstrous, the heroes of the world, you say you should kill!
Damn it! Damn it! That kind of momentum, even I was shocked. Ji Junbi stared at the man with cold eyes, and was about to make a move, but I stopped him.
The man stretched out his hand to level, and everyone calmed down.
How hateful is the Demon Cult? Saying that there is no proof, let's listen to the victim's sister Xiaofeng's complaint! She risked her life and dared to stand up and correct the evil spirits of the Demon Cult. Everyone applauded!
With that, a woman with heavy makeup and bright makeup stepped onto the Demon Slayer, Shi Shiran saluted, and began to sing.
Lao Niang was originally a flower, and she lived in Xujiawa, Taiyuan, and the neighbors all came to praise the appearance of the raw Xishi Diaochan.
Come to admire the lanterns during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The northwest wind was blowing that night.
Speaking and pointing at Shi Tiangang, he continued:
I was shut down for six days and seven days, and tortured every night until the third watch. Guan Long Li, a true hero, rescued the slave from the cage.
In order to repay Li Jiaen that day, I specifically came to correct me today, but I beg the hero to call the shots, especially for the slave family.
Seeing that the woman was five short and three thick, her face was ugly, her mouth was as big as a basin, and her voice was like a bell, and everyone in the audience burst into laughter. Even on Yang Yichao's side, some people couldn't help but laugh.
Shi Tiangang said, this madam, with your honor, you are stubbornly posting money, I don't hesitate to touch you, please look in the mirror before you come out!
Sister Xiaofeng didn't take it seriously. She pointed to Tiangang, pretending to be enchanting. I know you are coveting my beauty. I don't blame you, but you imprison the slave family in your home and commit such evil deeds.
When Shi Tiangang heard this, he laughed in anger, didn't laugh a few times, and vomited all over the floor with a wow.
Qunhao is human, sister Xiaofeng is beautiful and beautiful, she has been admiring her for a long time, don't know her surname
Sister Xiaofeng said quietly, the slave's surname is Luo, this uncle has a good eye, wait for me at night. The man listened to the words, and took a few steps back. You speak first, and I will vomit for a while.
After Sister Xiaofeng stepped down, she gave the man a wink, and the man ran away hastily. Just now the host came to the stage. The great leader said it was good. Those who abandoned the dark and turned to the bright were good comrades. Then the hero, who couldn't get used to the demon cult's perverse style, came out to report the demon cult's crimes under the influence of Daxia Li.
At this moment, one person walked up to the Demon Slayer, all eyes were in full view, a little cramped, the person looked at Yang Yi, cruelly, and shouted: I am guilty!
It was not someone else, it was Mo Ziqi, the master of the Shanxi branch of the Demon Cult, who appeared here after being rescued that night!