Heart Survey

Chapter 254 The Reader

Jiang Wang is not a bloodthirsty person.

Although he did not shy away from killing, he would not choose to kill unless it was necessary.

Growing up in a pharmacy since I was a child, I have seen too many partings and lingering sick beds.

It didn't make him take death lightly.

It is precisely because he has seen so many struggles on the line of life and death that he understands the value of life more.

But now he is full of murderous intent and murderous intent!

No one exists in this world without a reason.

No one can grow in isolation.

All extraordinary monks have accumulated resources.Fundamentally, the reason why the extraordinary monks who entered the heavens and the earth can exist is the support of countless ordinary people.

Extraordinary monks, enjoying extraordinary resources, should also assume extraordinary responsibilities.

This is the transcendence that Jiang Wang understands.It was also something that was repeated by the teachers over and over again in the Taoist academy.

Although in his opinion, Dong Ah did not do it.

The city lord is the lord of a domain, and he governs tens of thousands of people at every turn, controlling their basic necessities of life, food, clothing, housing and transportation, and even life, old age, sickness and death.

It's not an honor, it's a heavy responsibility.

It is an honor to take good care of the people under the rule and let them live a stable and prosperous life!
The city owner, Sun Heng, died in the battle for Sanshan City, and he took off his human skin and put it on his younger son, letting him continue his unfinished business.

The city owner Dou Yuemei, for the sake of Sanshan City, with the appearance of supernatural powers of the inner palace, but she has cut herself off.

Even Wei Quji, who was ruthless and criticized, died fighting for Fenglin City.

And the Mo family had ruled Jiacheng for so many years, what did they do when the disaster in Jiacheng was at the forefront?
……

When Jiang Wang came to the Jiacheng Tower, what he saw was a deserted Jiacheng, a withering Jiacheng.

The situation in Qingyang Town is already so critical, and Jiacheng City, which is the source of the disaster, is naturally even more dangerous.

Even though Mo Zichu, who was born in Dongwanggu, did his best to treat him, but lacking the cooperation of decisive administrative measures, the speed of treatment was far from keeping up with the spread of black disasters.

The extraordinary power of Jiacheng District far exceeds that of Qingyang Town, but the population contrast is much larger than the gap between the extraordinary powers of the two sides.

"Please come back! Jiacheng has closed its doors recently!" shouted the guards in the distance.

Jiang Wang ignored it.

He approached silently.

The defenders of the city drew their swords one after another.

But they didn't even see Jiang Wang's shot, and all the knives in their hands were broken.

Jiang Wang crossed the city gate, past the guards who looked at each other in dismay, and continued to walk forward.

At this juncture, the extraordinary power of the entire Jiacheng gathered together.

This is when Jiacheng is most vulnerable, but it is also when Jiacheng is most able to respond quickly.

This street is very long.

Jiang Wang was only halfway there, and at the end of the long street, there was a person blocking the way.

He was dressed in a scribe's uniform, with three long beards, and had an elegant temperament.

Mo Zichu was busy preparing medicines and had not closed his eyes for a long time.As the city lord, Mo Munan has to coordinate the whole area on the one hand, and on the other hand, he has to deal with the questioning of the Yang Kingdom's court, cover up the situation, and have no skills.

Among the extraordinary monks in the Dragon Realm, only Master Liu can tell the difference.

So here he is.

And he was very confident and didn't bring any other helpers.

"Confucianism disciple?" Jiang Wang asked.

"I really have my heart toward Shushan." Master Liu replied.

"What job do you hold?"

"Shy is the first master of the City Lord's Mansion, with no position and no position."

"That's Mo Munan's confidant." Jiang Wang nodded and asked again, "I think you wrote the Anmin books posted everywhere?"

Master Liu did not deny it: "The rude language made the messenger laugh."

"I know a Confucian disciple who was born in the four major academies, but his poetry writing is extremely poor, and his literary talent is far inferior to yours."

"Underlying talent and learning, the messenger is really a false praise."

Jiang Wang said: "But he is a scholar. You are just a beast who reads."

Master Liu seems to be very good at cultivating Qi, and Jiang Wang did not look angry when he spoke like this.

Instead, he smiled and said, "As the saying goes, there is no difference. Even birds and beasts, as long as they are willing to read, are my generation of scholars. What the messenger said is the power of education."

"I'm not talking to you as the messenger of the Chongxuan family, but as the owner of Qingyang Town, I'm here to hold you accountable."

"Qingyang Town is only assigned to the Chongxuan family for 30 years. To be precise, you are only the owner of Qingyang Town for 30 years." Master Liu calmly added restrictions to Jiang Wang, checked for omissions and made up for vacancies, as if everything was done. He smiled and said in a mastery gesture: "Excuse me. Liu knows everything."

This person's tongue debating skills are really extraordinary, and he is more like a famous disciple than a Confucian disciple.

But Jiang Wangsheng was as cold as ice: "I've finished asking. Now it's the responsibility!"

Step forward, draw your sword and rise.

Master Liu shook a folding fan out of nowhere and displayed it in front of him.

laugh!
With just a light sound, Sauvignon Blanc was like a broken bamboo, and it was easy to pierce the folding fan of this decent instrument.

Hanmang is near.

Master Liu fluttered away and sang, "I am good at nourishing my aura!"

In front of him, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, and the air is like a dragon.

The most representative killing method of the Confucian school lies in the use of the aura of arrogance.

Master Liu's cultivation is not weak.

But Jiang Wang at this moment was Jiang Wang who had been suppressed by murderous intent for ten days.

Killing is sometimes a means and sometimes an end.

When it's a means, for whatever reason.

When it is the purpose, there is no excuse.

"I don't know, black heart can be righteous!"

The sword grows.

Sun and moon light.

Jiang Wang slashed across with a sword, so the snake died and the white qi was extinguished.

"You're going the wrong way!"

His steps are staggered, the sword is behind him, and the person has been close to Master Liu.

The killing intent in my heart expands and expands infinitely.

The Four Spirits Body Refinement Judgment White Tiger Chapter started automatically.

Jiang Wang's eyes were flushed, and he directly bumped his head!
The aura of Haoran was broken, Master Liu stretched his hand into his arms, took out a wolf, and was about to avoid it when the wood energy in his body suddenly rioted, from the inside out, tying him.

Bind the tiger!

The bound tiger only trapped Master Liu of the Tenglong Realm for a moment.

But Jiang Wang's head had hit it directly.

boom!
Heads collided, both leaned back.

Master Liu only felt that his eyes were dark.

brush!
Jiang Wang took the sword with his left hand and pulled it from right to left, a head flew out of thin air!
(End of this chapter)