Global Game: Get Chaos Eucharist at the start

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a handsome monk dressed in a white monk’s robe and a handsome looking monk striding into the courtyard despite the obstruction of several Maoshan disciples.

Although it is said that it is a visit, the expression is also polite, but in action, it is clear that the person who came is not good.

“Wu Xin Daoyou, without the permission of the master, he broke into Yizhuang without permission, this is a little inappropriate, right?” Feeling the wistful pressure on Wu Xin’s body, Ninth Uncle’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he strode forward, blocking Yue Qiluo behind him.

After replacing Zhang Shaoyang in managing the administrative affairs of Maoshan, the Ninth Uncle’s body gradually had a hint of domineering power in his body.

What’s more, Yu Gong, for the sake of Maoshan’s prestige, he would definitely not watch such a vicious guest spread wilderness at the foot of Maoshan Mountain.

Yu Private, this Yue Qiluo was Zhang Shaoyang’s person, and he was even less likely to watch a demon monk take Yue Qiluo away from under his nose.

Therefore, knowing that the other party’s strength was far above him, Ninth Uncle still did not hesitate to go up.

“That bastard’s master, it seems that the person is good…” Seeing that Ninth Uncle chose to harden Wu Xin to the end without hesitation, a trace of essence flashed under Yue Qiluo’s eyes.

“It is said that the first iron law of the Maoshan school is the opposition between good and evil, and the struggle is lifelong… Could it be that Elder Lin Jiudao planned to make enemies with the poor monk today for the sake of this demon girl? Seeing this, Wu Xin’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of murderous intent flashed under his eyes.

“The Buddha Gate still has the saying of putting down the butcher knife and standing up to become a Buddha, why can’t I Maoshan contain the murderous creatures that put down the killing?”

“What’s more, I see that you have a lot of resentment on you, I’m afraid you just killed someone, right?” Seeing Wu Xin’s demeanor, Ninth Uncle was secretly wary in his heart, but he retorted unceremoniously.

“If that’s the case, then it’s unreasonable to blame the poor monks.” Hearing this, Wu Xin’s eyes flickered, and a pure white energy converged in his hand.

Wu Xin had a hunch that this was probably his only chance to kill Yue Qiluo and seize her soul.

Therefore, even at the risk of offending the Maoshan faction, he forcibly killed Yue Qiluo.

“Master, help!”

However, the next action of the Ninth Uncle surprised Yue Qiluo and Wu Xin.

Seeing that Wu Xin was about to make a move, Ninth Uncle simply knelt down on one knee in the direction of Maoshan Seven Star Cave and directly asked Mao Yongren for help.

What kind of joke, if it is somewhere else, even if he knows that he can’t fight, he will fight to the death to save Yue Qiluo, but this is at the foot of Maoshan Mountain, with Mao Yongren sitting in town, he is still stupid to play with people’s lives? Isn’t that Tie Han?

What’s more, Mao Yongren is just a retreat, and it’s not that he can’t make a move.

I have to say that the ancients’ saying that the near Zhu is red and the near ink is black still makes some sense, and the Ninth Uncle and Zhang Shaoyang have stayed together for a long time, and they have already contaminated some “vices” of someone.

“Xiao Jiu, you learned badly!”

With a faint sigh, a floating dust flew from the direction of the Seven Star Cave, directly entangled Wuxin, and then tightened.

“Boom!” With a soft sound, immediately after, Wu Xin instantly fell apart, turning into pieces of white meat like mutton fat.

This is Wu Xin’s body, Tai Sui, and these meats are exactly the kind of immortal meat that Zhang Shaoyang got from the Empress Dowager’s tomb.

According to the difference between humans and demons, this Wu Xin is not a so-called monk at all, but a big demon with successful cultivation.

So much immortal meat, enough to have hundreds of catties, enough for Zhang Shaoyang to refine hundreds of heaven-breaking pills.

Feeling the condensed energy on the Taisui meat, Ninth Uncle knew that this meat was extraordinary, and just as he was about to let the disciples put away the Taisui meat, a red figure burst out from the hall.

I saw Yue Qi Russell wave his hand, and he put the Taisui meat all over the ground into the storage ring.

Although Yue Qiluo called Zhang Shaoyang a bastard, when he saw something good, he couldn’t help but want to go home to give Zhang Shaoyang a pull.

I have to say that if one day Zhang Shaoyang is tired of fighting and killing in the rivers and lakes and wants to live a dull life, this Yue Qiluo is definitely a woman who will live a life.

Seeing this, whether it was the Ninth Uncle or Mao Yongren in the Seven Star Cave, the corners of his mouth twitched together.

Although this is too old to look extraordinary, the two of them are also elders, so it is naturally difficult to rob things with Yue Qiluo.

“The darkest hour has come, let the disciples outside Maoshan 72 Town come back as soon as possible.” After a moment of silence, Mao Yongren’s voice sounded again, and at the same time, the dust also flew back to the Seven Star Cave.

“Ahem, senior, this demon monk is an immortal body, as long as there is a drop of blood, a sweat hair, it can be resurrected…”

“But this time I was beaten like this by that old-timer, and it is estimated that it will not be possible to recover in ten years.” Looking at Ninth Uncle’s strange gaze, Yue Qiluo’s face turned slightly red, and he changed the topic very bluntly.

Who is she? The dignified dark witch Yue Qiluo, who slaughtered a small country when she was born, and even made a big fuss in Hades, how could she have done such a shameless thing as robbing people of loot.

Seeing these good things, Yue Qiluo felt that he couldn’t control his hands and feet, and instinctively wanted to bring it back to some bastard.

“Well, it must be a curse that that bastard Zhang Shaoyang gave me…”

“Hey, suddenly I want to eat eggs.”

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Name: Zhang San

Physique: Ordinary

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Name: Wang Youcai

Physique: Ordinary

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Name: Sun Lixia

Physique: Ordinary

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Ruyi Building, Tianzi No. 1 upper room, Zhang Shaoyang sat at the window, looking at the crowd coming and going below, looking a little dumbfounded.

In the past three days, he has almost searched the entire Gantian Town with the Heavenly Eye Technique, not to mention the clean body possessed by the Great Demon God, or he has not even seen a demon and ghost thing.

“Have you heard? The river temple ten miles away has appeared…”

“But pull down, the small canal has been dry for more than ten years, and the river temple has been abandoned for more than ten years, you tell me that it suddenly appeared?” Don’t mess around. ”

“Really, Aunt Wang next door went back to her mother’s house to visit relatives some time ago, and she bumped into something dirty on the road at night, and after she came back, she lay on the bed and couldn’t afford to get sick, and even Master Mao of Fuxi Hall couldn’t help…”

“Yesterday morning, Wang Cai sent a bowl of rune soup, after Aunt Wang drank it, not only healed, but also had endless strength, that afternoon, drove the cattle aside, dragged the plough to the field and ploughed two acres of land in one breath…”

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Hearing the whispers between the two women who sold baked cakes and turnips downstairs, Zhang Shaoyang couldn’t help but smile, in this era, how can there be such things as river gods and mountain gods?

Anyway, counting the previous life, Zhang Shaoyang has never seen any mountain gods and river gods in the game except for the two gods of the red lady and the Hades, and there are many mountain spirits and ghosts…

Kindness? Wait a minute.

After secretly laughing in his heart, Zhang Shaoyang’s face immediately froze.

Evil gods should also be considered gods, right? Could it be that this so-called river god is…

Thinking of this, Zhang Shaoyang couldn’t sit still anymore, got up and walked towards the direction of Fuxi Hall.

In the past few days, because of Lei Gang’s affairs, Mao Xiaofang’s mood has not been high, and Zhang Shaoyang has not bothered much.

“Master, is it possible that there is a river god?” As soon as he arrived at the door of Fuxi Hall, Zhang Shaoyang heard Xiaohai’s voice coming from the courtyard.

(Note: Wu Xin is a demon, too old to become a fine, its meat is like pork, mutton, at most, it is more energetic, and its attributes are special)