I'm really not a crow's mouth

Chapter 47 No One Sentence Is Innocent

Chapter 47 No Sentence Is Innocent
Yun Xiaozi just stared at the word karma for a long time without saying a word, finally took a deep breath, and threw the letter aside.

Fuck karma, I only know that my apprentice is being bullied, and I, as a master, have to show him off.

If a practitioner is contaminated with too much karma, the difficulty of crossing the catastrophe will be greatly increased.

Too many people died under the lightning calamity because of this, and the people of the Demon Sect are the first, after all, they do a lot of evil and are entangled in karma.

After moving his somewhat numb body, he fell into self-doubt just now, jumping repeatedly between Yang Dilei and contaminated cause and effect.

But now he has figured it out, Lao Tzu's apprentice, who will I take care of if I don't take care of him?
Since he called him Shizun, then I can't pull the span at a critical moment.

Yun Xiaozi felt that the knot in his chest suddenly became clearer, and his mental state suddenly rose to a higher level, and he felt much more relaxed.

Yun Xiaozi's face was full of red light, and there seemed to be light in his eyes. He slowly exhaled a foul breath, then turned and returned to the hall.

It's time to prepare a big gift for the True Devil Cult. I'm really impatient to bully people and bully me.

In the True Demon Sect at this time, the leader of the True Demon Sect and the three guardians all sat at the same table with Yang Dilei, having a good chat.

However, the guardian always felt that this person looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

But seeing the glass of wine Yang Dilei handed him, he had no choice but to suppress his doubts and drink it in one gulp.

The second protector sat next to Yang Dilei, patted him on the shoulder kindly, and then burped at him reeking of alcohol.

"Brother, you need to get rid of your habit of shaking your legs when you eat. Look at this stool shaking, I thought I was on a boat."

Disgusted, Yang Dilei separated the smell of alcohol with his vitality, then looked at his trembling legs, and smiled wryly.

With the lineup at your table, no one will have to shake their legs.

He still doesn't understand why the higher-ups of the True Demon Sect are so friendly to him, as a person who joined the group without knowing it.

Could it be that I am good-looking?

After drinking for three rounds, the leader of the True Demon Sect turned red and looked at Yang Dilei with wandering eyes.

"Brother Mu, what trick did you use to break my sword? I still haven't figured it out yet."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. It stands to reason that everyone is in the Tribulation Realm, so it is impossible for him not to see Yang Dilei's movements clearly.

As for Yang Dilei, will he be in the Sanxian Realm?Eat a few more peanuts and you won't say this.If that doesn't work, just add a few cephalosporins.

"Brother Wuming, my trick is actually a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't work, it can't be true."

As for the number of routes, does talking count?Or is it ventriloquist?

"Then you show it to the elder brother now, I want to see it again. Third, take out your stuff and show it to Brother Mu."

"Hey, Brother Mu, look at it, we've used it for everything we do, brother, isn't it?"

The third protector heard that he untied his belt and was about to take out the guy. The big protector next to him quickly grabbed his hand.

"Wrong, wrong, it's not about this guy."

He has a shadow in his heart now, he doesn't want to see others take off their pants, otherwise he always feels his butt hurts.

Yang Dilei frightened the chrysanthemum by the side. The True Demon Sect is indeed dangerous everywhere, and there is no normal person here.

Boys must protect themselves when they go out.

San Hufa put on his belt again with a disappointed face, then pulled out his three-ring saber from the interspatial ring, and pulled it out with a clang.

The blade was shining with a bright white light, and there was a strong murderous aura on it, which proved that countless people died under this knife.

"It took me a lot of effort to get it from a boss. I imprisoned him for a long time before he let go and gave it to me for free."

San Hufa caressed the blade intoxicatedly, just like stroking a lover, his eyes were full of intoxication.

This knife met all his requirements, it was tailor-made for him.

Seeing how much he cherished his knife, Yang Dilei couldn't help joking: "The third protector must be careful, don't accidentally break the knife."

The third protector laughed, and then broke the blade vigorously with his hands. The blade was bent at an angle of [-] degrees, and it was still extremely firm.

"Brother Mu, what you said is too...jumpy!"

Before the words were finished, the three-ringed knife shattered directly, and the sputtered pieces were directly inserted into the roasted whole lamb on the table, cutting it evenly, which was comparable to a master's level of knife skills.

Everyone was stunned, and the third protector looked straight at the handle of the knife in his hand, with a suspicious expression on his face.

So broken?Are you kidding me?

This knife of mine is an earth-level low-level weapon. I have fought with me for many years and drank countless blood without leaving even a single scratch.

I broke it just by breaking it lightly?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Could it be that someone dropped my bag?
We have a traitor in our midst? !

He picked up the handle of the knife suspiciously, and then slashed at the table.

The remaining blade pierced through the table easily, like cutting tofu, and knocked over the plate of spicy chicken along the way.

All the pepper seeds in the spicy chicken splashed out, leaving only a plate of spicy chicken on the handle of the three guardians.

"Admiration, admiration, Mu really didn't expect the sword skills of the three guardians to be so superb, but this method of cutting mutton is a bit expensive."

Yang Dilei was the first to stand up and applaud. I don't take the blame for this. You broke the order yourself, and it has nothing to do with me.

Find a bad knife and want to come to my place to touch porcelain?no way!

The leader of the True Demon Sect stood up and said: "Old man, I have to talk about you if you are like this, we can't spoil things like this."

"I know you're very happy to join Brother Mu today, but there's no need to show off with earth-level weapons. Let's switch to yellow-level weapons next time. We'll definitely be able to satisfy our needs."

San Hufa looked at his three-ring knife with the remaining handle, and the plate of spicy chicken on it was so conspicuous.

Do you believe me when I say that I am not here to make a living?
"Second brother, take out your weapon and give it to Brother Mu, let him try it."

The Second Protector is so smart, can he take out the low-level earth-level sword that he has been using all year round?After all, I have been with me for so many years, and I have feelings. If it breaks, it will be so distressing.

So he took out the earth-level mid-level long sword that he hadn't used much.I'm usually reluctant to use this one, because I don't have any feelings.

Cold sweat came down Yang Dilei's face. It's okay if the crow's mouth doesn't work. If it really works and he breaks it, what compensation will he have?

Is py transaction supported here?
"Let me tell you the truth. In fact, this trick is to communicate with Qi Ling. If he gives me face, then it will work naturally."

"So this trick has nothing to do with me, it all depends on the spirit of your weapons."

"This weapon spirit, he has his own ideas, and I have nothing to do with what will happen at that time."

Seeing Yang Dilei's appearance, Liu Wuming laughed out loud, filled his stomach with another glass of wine, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Brother Mu, you don't have to be so nervous. You also said that it's timeless. I just want to see what it looks like. If something happens, I don't blame you!"

"You just destroyed all the weapons here, and I will take the blame."

"Ham, what did Brother Wu Ming say? How could he destroy all the weapons here? I really want to, but I don't have that book..."

Boom boom boom!
There were a total of more than 3000 people present, and there were a thousand weapons placed outside, and a thousand-sounding fragmentation grenade was immediately set off throughout the banquet.

The scene was spectacular for a while, all the tables were blown away, and those with low cultivation level were directly pierced by weapon fragments and fell to the ground on the spot.

Everyone was defenseless, drinking and chatting, but the weapons that were put aside directly blew them over.

This wave, this wave is all about booby traps.

The leader of the True Demon Cult watched the messy banquet, his cheeks twitched vigorously, and the veins on his forehead twitched.

I don't want this model, okay?I want to kill this girl right now!

On the first day Yang Dilei first arrived at the True Demon Sect, Qin Feng, one of the Twelve Demon Envoys, was seriously injured. Including the leader of the True Demon Sect, he lost a total of [-] weapons, including three earth-level weapons.

The 500 disciples of the True Devil Sect severely injured 100 people, [-] died on the spot, and countless others were lightly injured.

The True Demon Cult has undergone such drastic changes in such a short period of time, Yang Dilei has not said a word that is innocent.

(End of this chapter)

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