Turns Out I'm the God of War Who's No Appeal

Turns Out I'm the God of War Who's No Appeal
What, Disappointment


"You, return to Qingshanmen and report back anytime if you have news."


Ancestor Xuanwu slapped Yu Wujie's chest, Yu Wujie opened his mouth in pain, an ice cricket flew into his mouth, and then discarded.


“Master, isn't it bad to ask Senior Brother Wuchen to go alone?” Yao Linger asked anxiously as he looked at the old Xuanwu ancestor who was frowning.


"It's okay."


Ancestor Xuanwu waved his hand.


“Are you not afraid of danger from Senior Brother Wuchen?” Yaolinger asked with a frown.


“Women's sister, don't worry!” At this time, a long-robed man came over and said, “I saw that the lord of Pingjiang City was just a dazzling method released by Qingshan Gate, and asked Wuchen Junior Brother to leave. The solution couldn't be better."


"Can……"


Yao Linger seemed to be worried, and looked at ancestor Xuanwu.


“Do not worry too much.” Ancestor Xuanwu said: “I have my Zhentian Stone in Wuchen's hands, even if there is an accident, the Zhentian Stone can keep him safe, so we just need to wait for Wuchen in the sect. news."


Hearing this, Yao Ling'er heaved a sigh of relief.


With the Earthquake Stone in hand, he really had nothing to worry about, this was one of the few treasures in the hands of the Xuanwu Patriarch.


...


In less than half a day, Jing Wuchen arrived in Pingjiang City.


Although Pingjiang City was close to Xiuxianzongmen, there were more humans, so there were many large and small martial arts halls in this city.


However, to Jing Wuchen, this was not a problem, and the problem he solved was simple and crude, killing him head-on.


He walked out of the martial arts hall with an evil charm and cold blood on his sick face, and everyone in the martial arts hall was slaughtered and empty.


He rushed to the next martial arts hall.


After killing dozens of people in the martial arts hall, he stomped on the owner of the martial arts hall under his feet and said coldly, "Tell me, what is your relationship with Qingshanmen?"


"I, I, I, I really have nothing to do with Qingshanmen, sir, please forgive me ..." However, before he finished speaking, a cold light passed through his neck.


"It's really boring!"


The bewitching face flickered impatiently, his tongue licked the blood on the dagger, and after smashing the head of the martial arts hall master with one leg, he continued to go to the next martial arts hall.


This way, according to the map of Pingjiang City, Jing Wuchen slaughtered one martial arts hall and one martial arts hall, and Feng Guan, men, women, and children, not leaving anyone...


"Zhong Qing, I bought you some candy, you can take it with the medicine."


Yi Feng walked back from the outside with a face full of spring breeze, big bag and small bag, Yi Feng was also meticulous about this disciple.


Zhong Qing's face was filled with gratitude, and there was mist in his eyes.Since he could remember, aside from his parents, only Yi Feng was really good to him, and he also silently remembered this kindness in his heart.


"Oh."


However, as soon as he entered the door, Yi Feng tripped over the stairs and nearly fell to the ground.


"Sir, are you okay?"


Zhong Qing rushed over and supported Yi Feng.


“Te Niang, this is a broken design.” Yi Feng looked at the stairs with a blank look. This was not the first time he had ever tripped a ladder. The design is just exhausting.


You take one step at a time, it's too short, like a girl, you have to take small steps.


You step on two steps in one step, pull your hips, it's even more uncomfortable!


“Master, wait for me to finish this step tomorrow.” Zhong Qing said quickly, thinking of Yi Feng from the bottom of his heart, and he was also very eager to do something for Yi Feng.


"Good boy."


Yi Feng patted his head and said, "You've just recovered. You will talk about these things after you recover. Please, take the medicine."


After which, the master and disciple walked into the inner courtyard and watched as Zhong Qing finished eating the medicine, Yi Feng felt relieved, lying on the recliner and roasting the small sun.


Recently, he was in a good mood.


Zhong Qing healed.


He's rich too.


It's just a little boring, and it looks like I've become a salted fish!


"Dog, come here."


Yi Feng gestured to Ao Qing, and the dog ran with its wagging tail, lying under Yi Feng's feet obediently, letting Yi Feng rub it.


Paths.


A gentle breeze blew, and the leaves were blown apart.


A figure landed in front of the martial arts hall. He raised his thin palm and looked at the map. He narrowed his eyes and said, "The last few martial arts halls are getting smaller, which is really disappointing!"


As he said that, he licked his tongue and walked towards the martial arts hall ahead.


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