Repugnant Gateway

The team was divided into two groups, one group led by An Zheng to another place where Qingzhou was rampant. Another group was led by Du Shoushou all the way west, returning to Jizhou before going to the Western Regions. Three months, only three months left.

When I was on the road, I met refugees, whether they were dressed bright or poor, and were crowded on a road. The powerful monsters swept their homes, and at this moment there seemed to be no difference in rank between the family and the poor.

There is only one thought left in everyone's mind, that is to be alive.

"People are simpler at this time."

Gu Qianye watched the people who were lonely with their heads down and still in terrified fear, said something to themselves, not knowing what they thought.

"In the face of disaster, no one is respectable."

The further you go, the more desolate you are, and you don't know what kind of monster, but the destruction you see along the way can understand the strength of the monster. There are thousands of miles away from the place where the monster appears, and the scene destroyed by the aftermath of the monster's power is already a bit terrible.

Standing on the hillside and watching the crowd of people on the official road, everyone's mood was a little depressed.

At this time, they suddenly saw a group of people gathered on the roadside in the distance, and more people joined. Soon, the people actually knelt down and kowtowed there. An Zheng looked over there, and his face became difficult to look after a while.

On the roadside in the distance, a few people stood like a follower, but they were also practitioners. A middle-aged man in a brocade suit sat cross-legged on a stone on the side of the road. A young man standing beside him looked at the contempt and contempt of the crowd kneeling in front of him, and seemed to disdain what they offered.

An old man trembled and handed over some of his only scattered pieces of silver with his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Pray for the fairy to eradicate the beasts and bless my home. I am willing to give up my family and make peace in my hometown."

The young man looked at the scattered pieces of silver in his hand and snorted and said, "Do you know what the identity of Shangxian is? Will you be greedy for your scattered pieces of silver? You are not begging Shangxian for mercy at all, It ’s you that is sending you Hanako. I tell you that Shang Xian has already checked out the origin and weakness of the monster, and Shang Xian ’s shot will kill the monster in a moment. Would you like to hug your home? , It depends on whether your own sincerity is enough. "

Another person said next to him: "Of course, Shangxian saves people from water and fire is not for your money. Shangxian is our Qingzhou people. Protecting Qingzhou people is to protect their families. How can Shangxian collect your silver? However, that monster is powerful, Although Shangxian has found its weaknesses, but if you want to kill the monster, you still need to ask some friends for help. Going to invite people, of course, you have to give gifts. Shangxian has been pure-hearted in recent years, let alone not Savings, even if there is, are you going to ask Shangxian to pay for your friends to help you? To protect you, you are just greedy for money. At this time, it is unwilling to pay. "

The old man kneeling on the ground shivered and said, "Shangxian, this is already my entire property."

The young practitioner came up and kicked him away: "What are you doing with no money? Rolling around, you just don't have the right to kneel here because of your scattered silver."

The old man cried and said, "People cannot be distinguished between rich and poor. Can I even save my hometown?"

The young man grabbed the old man's clothes and drove them back: "Kneel and no one will stop you. Go out to the crowd and kneel. If you are sincere, I might go to save your family first." "

The old man was thrown out of the crowd, but he refused to go, and he really knelt outside the crowd and knelt.

"Begging Shangxian to save my blind date, my elderly bereavement, my son and daughter-in-law were all killed unexpectedly, and I survived for more than a year with the help of folks. I still have a lot of blind dates trapped in the mountains and ca n’t get out. mercy."

He kowtowed a word, and soon his blood was red on his forehead. However, someone would ignore him.

At this moment, the fairy opened his eyes slowly and pretended to say: "Do you know why Qingzhou will have such a calamity? It is precisely because of the injustice of Jian Zong in previous years that angered the gods of heaven. Although I realized this, in order to save the Qingzhou people, I killed the Zongzong Sect Master by my own strength, but I still could not extinguish the anger of the heavenly gods. Moreover, I have been injured. After all, the Sect Sect Master is not a general generation I killed him, and he hurt me. So, I have no ability to kill the demon with a single blow. If you do n’t have sincerity, do n’t stay here. I ’m waiting for someone with sincerity. ”

Around the people, they knocked out and took out all their belongings.

The young practitioner's face was dissatisfied: "It doesn't add much value, and even a crystal of middle grade can't be exchanged. Forget it, let the less be the more."

He took a pocket out and walked all the way to get those people to throw their belongings into their pockets.

"I'm telling you, it depends on your luck if you can ask for master's blessing. With your thing, the great practitioners are dismissive. If you wait, if there is news that the monster was killed recently, , That's when we went online and invited friends to help. If there is no news that the monster was killed, you can only blame your own waste. If you can all take out more belongings, will the monster be raged on? , You blame yourself for being poor, not capable. "

An Zheng walked out of the crowd, holding a Yuan Jing in his hand: "I have something, but I don't know if I can give it to Shang Xian."

A woman kneeling next to him grabbed Anzheng's clothes: "Hurry, what are you waiting for, how can we go home without being immortal?"

Another person said there, "What else to ask, hurry up. I tell you, I can't blame you if I can't save my hometown."

"Yes, why are you so greedy for money, ask what, don't give it quickly!"

The young practitioner's eyes lit up when he saw the Yuan Jing in An Zheng's hand, and the contents of his pocket were less than one thousandth of this Yuan Jing's. He walked over to look at An Zheng, and reached out to take Yuan Jing in the hand of An Zheng: "Why did you go earlier, you will come some late and go to immortal."

He dragged him out several times in a row, and Yuan Jing remained motionless in Anzheng's hand. His face was discolored, and he said angrily: "If you don't let go, don't blame me for being welcome."

The crowd next to them exploded, and many people accused Anzhan. The woman who pulled Anzheng ’s clothes before stood up, and she pulled the Yuanjing out with two hands: “I tell you, my family will be trapped on the mountain. If they do n’t survive, you ’re the one who hurts you. Wicked! "

"Quickly let go!"

"Isn't it just a broken stone, is it more important than the lives of all of us?"

An Zheng shook his head: "I just didn't expect that at this time you are only stupid ... If he is really a master, wouldn't he be able to take things away from me?"

The young cultivator blushed and said flatly: "That was robbed, are we here to grab things? Of course not, we want to save the world."

An Zheng said: "Of course you are not here to grab things, you are cheating."

An Zheng looked at the middle-aged practitioner: "Did you kill Zong Songcheng, Donglin Jun, the sect master of Jianzong?"

The middle-aged practitioner clearly saw that something was wrong, but riding a tiger was difficult: "Yes ... no, what about you, are you a simple person?"

An Zheng weighed Yuan Jing in his hand: "Since you can kill Zhai Songcheng, of course it is not a matter of killing the monster, I will give Yuan Jing to you now. You can kill the monster."

Suddenly he threw Yuan Jing out of his hand. How could the middle-aged man pick up the things thrown out by Anzheng, not to mention picking up, even without a reaction. Yuan Jing directly hit his brain, the brain shattered with a bang, and blood and brain plasm were scattered with broken bones. The body shook and fell to the ground.

"Huh? Why are you dead?"

An Zheng waved, and Yuan Jingfei came back, and he handed the young practitioner: "When I threw it over, it seemed that I was a little stronger. I accidentally killed your Shangxian. So, I ’ll give it to you, do you store it for Xian? "

The young practitioner no matter how stupid he knew that he met a real master. Several of them cheated and cheated among the refugees and cheated a lot of money these days. They didn't expect to encounter a real strong man. In their view, the real strongmen rushed to the monster, how could they be encountered among the refugees.

"No, no ... you keep it."

He backed off again and again: "We are to save suffering, not to make money, our practitioners should take care of themselves. I tell you, this is the original teaching of my sect master. Do you not know who I am? I tell you, I am from the Tianqi Sect of Jizhou. My sect master is Mr. An Zhengan, who is famous all over the world. I will go back to Jizhou now, and ask Sect Master An to come to Qingzhou. Immortal palace is not a problem. "

An Zheng oh loudly, handed that Yuan Jing forward: "It's quite a long way to Jizhou, it should be the toll."

The young practitioner actually really moved his mind. He thought that the person who just said that he was Tian Qizong had scared An Zheng, reached out to get the Yuan Jing, and held back halfway: "Forget it, you Keep it ... you are waiting for my news here. I will be able to go to Jizhou soon. Then I will invite the master of our Tianqi Sect, and you will believe what I said. "

An Zhengdao said: "It's quite far to Jizhou. I know Anzhan can be seen in a very close place."

The young practitioner froze for a moment: "Do you know Anzheng? What ... where?"

Yuan Jing in Anzheng's hand flew out and slammed through the blood hole of the young practitioner's heart.

"hell."

An Zheng said lightly: "I will go occasionally, sending you to **** is much more than letting you go to Jizhou. The money that cheated the people in the disaster, and I will send you another sentence, that is, he went to hell, my softer went I will kill you again with a stab, and the soul that you kill will never break.

The young practitioner's eyes were full of fear, his heart was broken, and after a few seconds his body fell backwards.