Daqin: the List of Gods is Now in the World, and I Can't Help Being Exposed.

Looks like another bucket of popcorn.

Han Song and Situ Ya were in a bad mood at the time.

You fucking stuck out your head suddenly, you startled us so stop talking, why are you still addicted to watching?Can you have a little sharpness?

"Anger +186."

"Anger +135."

"That... Wang Xuan, when did you come back?"

Han Song smiled unnaturally and diverted the topic away.

For the first time, he felt that his student was really cheap.

Situ Ya stood aside with a cold face.

The great interest was spoiled.

"I came back after I hunted down that bastard. Don't worry, I didn't see anything. I definitely didn't see you two kissing."

"Anger +120."

"Anger +119."

Han Song was speechless.

You said you didn't see it, and you almost put your face on it.

This explanation is too perfunctory, it is better not to explain.

At this time, Jian Twelve, who had already fainted, slowly woke up.

He originally thought that he would definitely die today, but he didn't expect that he was still alive.

Maybe their own existence is of some value to them.

Jian Twelve was thinking in his heart.

After all, everyone must want to recruit a talented swordsman like himself.

The most important thing now is to survive.

You can make false claims first, gain the trust of the other party, and then look for opportunities to escape.

In an instant, in Jian Twelve's heart, a perfect plan has been constructed.

It is said that he is sword crazy, but it only means that he is obsessed with swords. It does not mean that his IQ is not good, on the contrary, he is very smart.

Jian Twelve was proud of his smart head, he slowly got up from the ground, and looked at Wang Xuan.

"You didn't kill me, do you want me to rely on you? In fact, it's not impossible to be your subordinate, but you have to promise me three conditions..."

"I don't agree." Wang Xuan said bluntly.

Without waiting for Jian Twelve to react.

"Push"

A sword pierced his heart.

Jian Twelve stared at Wang Xuan with wide eyes, full of puzzlement.

Why is it different from what I imagined?

He was so decisive to attack himself.

"Anger +699."

This is the last stubbornness of Sword Twelve.

"thump!"

"thump."

...

Seeing that Jian Twelve was killed, the remaining disciples of Wanjian Villa all became so frightened that their legs went limp and they knelt down on the ground.

However, before they opened their mouths to beg for mercy, the sword light in Wang Xuan's hand had already swung out.

"Hoohoo!"

The sword energy swept across, and seven or eight heads flew up at the same time, rolling to the ground.

Cutting the grass does not remove the root, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates. If someone escapes, all previous efforts will be in vain.

Both Situ Ya and Han Song looked at Wang Xuan in surprise.

The viciousness of Wang Xuan was a bit beyond their expectations.

"Sister Ya, what are your plans next?"

Han Song looked at Situ Ya.

Just hearing such an address, Wang Xuan's whole body was covered with goose bumps.

It's too nasty, did it change so quickly?

"Brother Han, I want to be with you."

Situ Ya looked at Wang Xuan, the light bulb was a bit dazzling.

"Miss Situ, don't worry, since you want to follow Master, I won't think you're in the way."

Wang Xuan said.

Situ Ya's eyebrows trembled twice.

This kid doesn't have any self-knowledge, we think you're in the way.

"Sister Ya, you can indeed walk with us for a while, but when we go to the headquarters of Chi Youtang, you must leave, it's too dangerous."

Han Song said.

"Ah."

Situ Ya nodded heavily.

"Wang Xuan, what shall we do next?"

Han Song actually took the initiative to ask for Wang Xuan's opinion.

This is a kind of psychological change. Wang Xuan showed great strength. Although he is Wang Xuan's wife in name, but vaguely this small team is dominated by Wang Xuan.

"Wanjian Villa dominates this place. Although the people inside are all dead, I'm afraid no one will find out for a while."

"That's why I decided to burn this yard down, so that tomorrow the entire Shangcheng will know that Wanjian Villa has been destroyed."

"Then we can set up suspicious lines and leave marks of other halls of the farmhouse on the spot."

"As far as I know, there is a vacancy for the position of the farmer's hero, and there are competitions at the entrances of the halls, and the interior itself is not peaceful."

"This will give the bone demon the illusion that it was the people from the other halls of the farm who took the initiative to destroy the stronghold in the upper city, and they will definitely send masters to take revenge at that time."

"In this way, he will not suspect us, and we can continue to destroy other halls and muddy the water."

After Wang Xuan analyzed it, Situ Ya beside him was dumbfounded.

Can you be a human being?

In front of my Miss Siyuetang, she said that she would blame Jian Twelve's murder on other farm halls, and treat me as an air person.

And this is a bit too damaging, the farmer stole your rice, if you want to harm the farmer like this, only Chi Youtang can offend you, okay?

"Anger +199."

Han Song didn't know what to say.

He had to admit, Wang Xuan's plan is very good, but can't you have someone behind your back?

Chapter 172 Light Bulbs

A big fire burned all night.

Countless buildings in Wanjian Villa were destroyed.

Everyone in the upper city was alarmed. Looking at the raging fire, their curiosity was also burning with the raging fire.

"What exactly happened?"

"Who is so courageous? Dare to burn Wanjian Villa, and why no one came out to put out the fire."

"Where are so many vicious disciples in Wanjian Villa?"

In the county government office far away from Wanjian Villa, the county magistrate came to the courtyard with his clothes on, looking at the red fire that reflected half of the sky.

There was a long-lost joy in the look.

This place is as high as the sky and the emperor is far away. Wanjian Villa dominates here, and he, the county magistrate, is just a puppet.

His predecessors died inexplicably because they did not listen to the words of Wanjian Villa.

In order to survive, he had no choice but to succumb to the majesty of Wanjian Villa.

But he is the county magistrate of Daqin, and he thinks about destroying this force all the time.

God opened his eyes today, someone actually helped him destroy Wanjian Villa.

Unlike ordinary people, no one came out to fight the fire when they saw such a big fire, the county magistrate had already guessed it in his heart.

Wanjian Villa may have been trampled down by the enemies.

Early the next morning, the fire that had been raging all night was finally extinguished.

Countless people came to the ruins of Wanjian Villa.

As the local county magistrate, he immediately launched an investigation.

Numerous bodies were found on top of the rubble, many with detached heads and necks.

The county magistrate asked them to line up and cover them with a white cloth.

He didn't ask Wu Zuo to come for the autopsy, he knew that someone from the farm would come soon.

"I hope the murderer is not found."