Turbulent Times Chapter 238: The Spring and Autumn Slave
Speaking of this, Tian Xiangzi turned his head to look at Wang Junlin, sighed, and said decisively: "So, in the whole world, if someone can eat your demon insects without dying, then this person must be the Spring and Autumn Messenger .”
"Tian Xiangzi, don't be alarmist. The magic of that cave is just a legend. The various secrets of my demon palace may not really come from that deep cave." Changes, but in the end he said indifferently.
Tian Xiangzi was already talking lazily this time, with a sneer and sarcasm on his face.
The meaning of this expression is obvious, that is, he took what the worm monster said as fart.
The worm demon was annoyed by Tian Xiangzi's sneer and sarcasm, turned to stare at Wang Junlin for a long time, and gradually showed that cruel smile on his face.
"Tian Xiangzi, you are wrong. The Spring and Autumn Messenger you think of has not breathed at all, and his heartbeat has disappeared. He seems to be a dead person. As long as he is still a person, he can only die once." The demon said happily.
He's right.
A person can only die once. If a person has already died in your hands, it is absolutely impossible to die in the hands of another person.
No one can deny this untrue fact.
The gourd silk in the old man's hand never stopped making the sound of mosquitoes flying, but at this moment the sound suddenly became louder.
All the people in this palace suddenly felt that they could only hear the sound of mosquito-like gourd silk in their ears at this moment, and they could not hear any other sounds.
The plump, tall woman in gorgeous clothes, although she is already in her mid-mature, but her charm can still make the hearts of most men beat, she suddenly said in an unusually gentle and demure voice: "You monster seems to have forgotten that there are people in Chunqiu Valley." Alive."
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and powerful old man with silver-like white hair walked in from the outside with a footstep that was almost lighter than that of a civet cat. There was no sound at all.
As soon as the old man came in, he stared at Wang Junlin. He ignored the others, but no matter if it was Tian Xiangzi, the old man Tianying, or the insect monster, their expressions became serious for the first time. .
"Chunqiu slave, you are not dead yet." The worm demon sighed softly, and the six snake waist dancers suddenly surrounded the old man called Chunqiu slave. The waists of the six people rotated in six different directions, and the hands of the six people also struck Chunqiu Nu from twelve different directions at the same time.
The twelve directions are all unexpected directions. Except for the six of them who practiced secret techniques since childhood, their body flexibility is abnormal, and they can make some actions that are against common sense. The two parts send out a fatal attack.
This tall and mighty old man with a simple and honest face is about to turn into a dead man in an instant.
Tianying and his wife turned a blind eye to it, and Tian Xiangzi did not intervene. They seem to have stayed out of this matter.
Six strange, strange and coquettish transvestites, twelve ecstasy and death-killing masters, and twelve killers with unpredictable moves.
There was only one scream.
This scream was not made by one person, but by six people at the same moment.
When the six monsters fell down screaming, they didn't seem to have any scars on their bodies, as if they fell down for no reason.
But, all of a sudden, under the eyebrows of these six people, above the bridge of their noses, it was as if they had been cut by an invisible steel knife, splitting into two or three **** eyes.
This blood eye is like a third eye, connecting the two eyes of these people together.
Suddenly, the faces of these six people became eyeless, and there was only a **** groove left on their faces.
One of their eyes and the bridge of the nose between the eyes have been merged into a blood groove by the sudden gushing blood.
The color on Tian Xiangzi's face didn't change, nor did the old man Tianying and his wife, because it was a matter of course for Spring and Autumn slaves to kill demons, just like cats are born to catch mice.
If Wang Junlin is not dead at this time, and his mind is still in his seemingly frozen body, after witnessing the process just now, he will definitely recognize that the saber technique used by the old man to kill six human monsters just now is very different from the Spring and Autumn Saber technique he used. resemblance.
"Chunqiu slave is worthy of being a Chunqiu slave. Even if he hasn't made a move for more than 20 years, once he makes a move, he will kill six times with one move, killing people invisible and invisible." Tian Xiangzi said with a complicated expression. Three palaces, two valleys and one cave, needless to say, one cave itself is not a sect, but a secret that has influenced their nine sects of Xianyin for hundreds of years. Each of the other nine sects has its own magical abilities. For example, their Mo sect is good at mechanism In the secret arts, Tianyinggong is good at pretending to be gods and ghosts, Yaowanggu is good at Qihuang, and Yaogong is all kinds of strange and evil killing techniques, but the highest martial arts is always Chunqiugu, whose number of people has never exceeded three.
"A move that people can't understand is always something that people can't help admiring." The old man Tianying also sighed and said sincerely.
"No matter how powerful you are, even if you kill me today, the Spring and Autumn Messenger of your Spring and Autumn Valley is already dead." The worm demon obviously didn't expect this Spring and Autumn slave who suddenly appeared to be so powerful, and six human demons were killed by the other party. , making him fearful.
The Chunqiu slave did not look at him, but stared at Wang Junlin with a kind smile: "The Spring and Autumn Envoy can die in the hands of an ordinary person, but it is absolutely impossible to die in your hands."
"Do you think he's not dead yet?" Chong Yao turned his head and stared at Wang Junlin for a long time, no matter how he looked at it, the latter was already dead.
Chunqiu Nu didn't know what to think of, and suddenly sighed.
"If he is really going to die under your trick, then he is definitely not the messenger of Spring and Autumn."
At this moment, everyone in Mo Dian's living room suddenly heard a voice coming from someone.
When the worm demon heard this man's laughter, his expression suddenly changed.
It never occurred to him that this man could laugh.
The person who suddenly laughed was Wang Junlin who was clearly dead.
"You, you...haven't died yet?"
"This is impossible?"
The worm demon had a look of disbelief, and couldn't help screaming.
Wang Junlin, who was clearly dead just now without the slightest breath, and could not even feel his heartbeat, could actually laugh now. He could still stand up, and he could still walk.
"I don't know why you have this box and this spider, but you only know how to use it, and you don't know the principle at all."
Wang Junlin ignored the worm demon, while talking, he took out a silver needle from his bosom, and carefully studied it around the box containing the colorful spiders.
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