Cultivation from entry to abandonment

Hearing what he said, Boss Jing hurriedly sent someone to bring the captured cauldron to Shang Mingqian for inspection.In just one cup of tea, two guards led four or five cauldrons out.These cauldrons don't look very old, all of them are gray-headed, timid, with fearful eyes, trembling all over, and look very weak.

Shang Mingqian's eyes swept over their faces one by one, shook his head, and said in disgust: "Show me out what crooked melons and bad dates are there?" The fourth tiger was afraid that he would not be able to see clearly, so he asked someone to light up the lamp even more. Brighter, pulled one of the cauldrons by the arm and dragged it in front of Shang Mingqian, saying: "Look carefully, this skin looks good, after washing it, it will definitely look good."

The cauldron lowered its head and remained silent.The fourth tiger quickly pinched his chin, trying to show Shang Mingqian a clear view.Shang Ming said coolly, "The eyes are too small."

The fourth tiger was at a loss for a while, and then dragged another one out from behind, recommending vigorously, "Are you looking at this?"

"The nose is too flat."

"Then this one?"

"The face is too big."

"what about this?"

"Hair is like dry grass."

"This is the last one, take a look?"

"Look at his shoehorn face, don't you want to wake me up in the middle of the night?" Shang Mingqian propped his head on one hand, and said with disgust, no one liked him.

While picking, he looked at Jiang Fuqing's face.But Jiang Fuqing remained silent.

The fourth tiger said courteously, "Since you don't like it, the villain has nothing to say. Then I will ask someone to get the silver for you. You can keep this in your hand here. Next time there is a new one. I will contact you again."

Shang Mingqian coughed lightly, patted the table, and said to Jiang Fuqing: "I have sold you, why don't you meet the new owner soon?"

Jiang Fuqing snorted coldly, indifferently, looking at the row of pitiful cauldron furnaces, he didn't expect that he would end up in such a fate, and he didn't know how to feel in his heart.He just came out of the wolf's den, but was sent back to the wolf's den.The world is really impermanent, and I dare not predict it.It was wrong to rescue him at the beginning.

Jiang Fuqing glanced at him coldly, eyes full of disgust and hatred, stood up, and said modestly to Shang Ming: "If that's the case, get out."

Shang Mingqian turned his head away, he didn't want to look directly into his eyes, it was originally a joke, he wanted to scare Jiang Fuqing, so that Jiang Fuqing would subdue him, but at the moment he was very uncomfortable, he frowned, and turned his head again , knocked on the table, and said: "If you are willing to call me your husband, I will take you back, how about it?"

Jiang Fuqing sneered, "You are a person who acts recklessly and is arbitrary. I hate you before it's too late. How can I have such a nickname for you?"

Shang Ming was extremely humble, pursed his lips without saying a word, and confronted Jiang Fuqing.

The fourth tiger next to him wanted to take in people earlier and end sooner, so while yelling at Jiang Fuqing, he was going to pull Jiang Fuqing's arm.It's just that before he touched Jiang Fuqing's arm, he suddenly saw a red light flashing in front of him, a cold front passed by, and only heard a scream, Tiger Lao Si's arm broke and fell to the ground, and the smell of blood dissipated instantly open.He folded his arms and fell to the ground, crying and wailing.

Everyone was shocked and stood still.Everyone only saw a cold light dagger sticking obliquely on the wall, and they realized that it was this dagger that cut off the fourth tiger's arm.Shang Mingqian raised his hand, and the dagger fell into his palm again.He touched the cold and hard blood blade of the dagger, raised his head, and said coldly: "Who allowed you to touch it?"

Several people's legs trembled, and there was a few "plops", and they all knelt on the ground, not daring to look up at him.

"Kneeling for what?" Shang Mingqian crossed his legs, and sat lazily on the wenge-carved grand master's chair, carelessly playing with the dagger in his hand, and the fourth tiger continued to howl.Shang Mingqian threw the dagger smoothly, nailing the writhing body of the fourth tiger to the ground, and the fourth tiger was completely silent.Shang Mingqian withdrew the dagger and smiled slightly, "It's much quieter now."

The whole house was so silent that the sound of a needle falling could be heard, and the candle flame flickered in the cold wind.

Mr. Jing was bolder, and said hastily: "If the villain dares not commit any crimes, I hope you will forgive me on the Internet!"

"What's online?" Shang Ming asked modestly and interestingly.

"On the other hand..." Boss Jing said tremblingly.

Shang Mingqian clicked his tongue twice, threw the dagger in front of him, and said softly: "Then I'll let you go. You kill yourself, lest the deity do it." He stretched his waist and moved his neck, which was very normal. Authentic: "The deity is also tired today, too lazy to move."

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding why the very gentle Shang Mingqian he saw at the beginning had such a vicious look, and seeing that the fourth tiger was dead, they knew that they were doomed if it fell into his hands today, so why not give it a go .Seeing Shang Mingqian closing his eyes and resting his mind, and Jiang Fuqing standing very close, Boss Jing picked up the dagger on the ground and threatened to hold Jiang Fuqing hostage.

With a thought in his mind, sternness appeared in his eyes, he picked up the dagger on the ground, and rushed towards Jiang Fuqing.Jiang Fuqing didn't expect him to explode suddenly, he was startled, and his heart was beating wildly.Suddenly he felt a gust of wind blowing by, Shang Mingqian stepped forward and pulled him behind him, and slapped Boss Jing's celestial cap with his palm.

Under this palm, Boss Jing's skin burned inch by inch, and gradually became red and hot, and turned into human-shaped ashes in an instant, and was blown to pieces by the cold wind whistling past the door.

Jiang Fuqing hid behind him, happened to see this scene, and closed his eyes in fear.

The rest of the people were already terrified, trembling like chaff, begging for mercy.Shang Mingqian swept across their faces one by one, the smile on his lips retracted, and he said word by word: "Every one of you will die."

His voice was deep and cold, like a urging talisman from the king of hell, covering everyone's heart, hitting the depths of everyone's soul.Then the door of the room was slammed shut, and the four walls, the roof, and the ground were quickly covered by a blood-red barrier, like a pool of blood, even evil spirits could not escape.

Shang Mingqian took their lives one by one, and burned them to ashes one by one, just like popping the small bubbles on the shockproof bubble film, and soon those people were killed to the very last.Seeing that he was not going to let go of those cauldrons, Jiang Fuqing quickly grabbed his sleeve and whispered: "You stop, it's fine, those people deserve what they deserve. These cauldrons don't deserve to die."

Shang Ming paused for a moment, turned his head, looked at Jiang Fuqing, with a smile on his lips, and said softly, "It's just mustard seeds, what should I do?"

Jiang Fuqing held his wrist tightly and looked at him, "You don't want to kill someone."

Shang Mingqian was stunned for a while, then suddenly laughed out loud, and said, "What are you talking about?"