Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

"Mr. Xie is indeed a person who could initiate a reform. His vision is outstanding and his knowledge is broad. He is extraordinary."

Murong Qianshan said with a smile, "So, even if you can kill my body today, you still can't kill me."

"It won't be long. I believe we will meet again. Shen Wuming, don't let me down."

When the last word fell, Murong Qianshan suddenly laughed, and the magic power around him continued to emerge.

Shen Wuming hurriedly wanted to step forward, but Murong Qianshan's body suddenly exploded, and countless aftermaths spread around.

Pieces of flesh and blood were thrown out in pieces, and then stirred by the aftermath, and instantly turned into dust and disappeared.

Shen Wuming's face was extremely gloomy.

Xie Annan patted his shoulder, "This is the method of the puppet family, the method of the eighth level puppet family."

"If you want to kill him, it is probably impossible to rely solely on the mastery of the rules of heaven and earth."

"I will definitely kill him." Shen Wuming said word by word, "He will pay the price he deserves."

Xie Annan nodded without saying anything.

Lv Feixiong fell beside him and was about to speak, but saw Shen Wuming walking towards Minghui's body that fell to the ground.

As soon as he squatted down, he felt dizzy, and the golden light on his body suddenly shrank and turned into the appearance of a golden cicada.

And unlike the golden light before, the golden cicada at this time seemed to have completely lost all its strength.

Dejected.

Even the surface of the body was a little dull, and it could be seen that it was almost decadent to the extreme.

The golden cicada held on to the last bit of strength and flew into the bamboo tube on Shen Wuming's waist.

During the battle just now, even the candle dragon armor had been broken, but this bamboo tube was still intact.

Just because the golden cicada seemed to be trying to protect its home, the bamboo tube was not damaged at all under the protection of the magic power.

As the golden light dissipated, Shen Wuming's body swayed, and then he fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

"Hey, this kid."

Lu Feixiong looked at the wasteland that seemed to have been plowed, and the guys lying on it, and shook his head.

Shen Wuming, Zhao Qiansun, and Minghui all looked miserable, and their auras were extremely weak.

And Wang Dao, Wang Mo and others were all hacked to death without exception, and turned into corpses.

Even Qin Zhaojun and other puppets all exploded and died at the moment when Murong Qianshan exploded.

"Clean up."

Xie Annan shrugged, "These guys are so desperate, I just hate that I came too late."

"Fortunately..."

Fortunately, several people saved their lives, even Minghui, who was the most seriously injured, had a trace of Buddhist magic power to protect his body.

The relic in the Dantian exuded a faint Buddhist aura, protecting her heart.

…

When Shen Wuming woke up, he found himself back in the Bingzhou governor's office, lying on the bed.

Next to him was Pipa, who was lying on the table and snoring slightly, with two big snot bubbles on her mouth.

“Hiss…”

Shen Wuming wanted to struggle to get up, but found that he was in pain all over his body, which made him grimace.

He had no choice but to lie down again, and then he found that his body was already covered with countless wounds.

Pipa was also awakened by his movement, and hurried over, picked up a glass of water on the table, and handed it to him.

“Master, you are finally awake.”

Pipa patted her chest thankfully, “I thought you were going to lie down like this, thank goodness.”

“Can you say something auspicious?”

Shen Wuming drank a sip of water and couldn’t help complaining, and then hurriedly asked about Minghui and Zhao Qiansun’s situation.

Sighing, Pipa's face looked a little ugly, and Shen Wuming couldn't help but look gloomy.

"What happened? Tell me quickly."

"Alas." Pipa sighed, "Zhao Qiansun's condition is okay, it's nothing more than the collapse of his physical body."

"But his situation is different. His ancestor has a deep blessing, enough to protect this lineage of descendants."

"As long as he is not killed on the spot, Zhao Qiansun should be able to recover from his injuries in just half a month."

"It's just that his vitality is too much. It will take some time to barely make up for it."

"As for Minghui, that little girl..."

After saying this, Pipa sighed, "That little girl is really too brave to risk her life."

"She actually used her physical body as your shield. If she hadn't practiced some Vajra Dao, I'm afraid she would have been beaten to death directly."

"But even so, her situation is very bad, and her vitality is damaged to the extreme."

"Her bones are almost completely broken, and only her heart meridian is protected by the relic, and she is still hanging on."

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