Thank you Master for not killing [Sword Three]

After confirming that she was no longer the big girl who was dominated by Qi Qi, Su Che tentatively said: "You seem to be no stranger to me, what else do you know?"

Exuding a domineering aura that belongs only to the leader of the Demon Cult, causing Wei Rui, who was seated under the seat, to crawl to the ground, "I have no intention of spying on the whereabouts of the leader, and I hope the leader will make amends."

Thanks to Qiqi for helping him to fill in the blanks, Su Che took on a new identity - Shengjiao, that is, Ji Wuya, the otaku leader of the Devil's Cult who has been retreating all the year round and never leaves home.

Except for the old leader who was killed last time, almost no one in the Gein religion has seen him, and the management system of the holy religion is perfect, even if the leader changes, it will not affect the normal operation of the holy religion, and [Heaven’s Jealousy Draws Face] this The face pendant was privately set by Qiqi as a symbol to show the identity of the leader. Seeing the mask is like seeing the leader in person, so that Su Che can step into the gate of the holy religion with dignity.

All in all, he's not worried about falling off the horse.

At the beginning, when he killed the old master Meng and took the hundred-inch gold, he just wanted to blame the devil for his crimes, but he didn't expect that he would become the leader of the devil that was framed in the future. It's really a good reincarnation .

After sorting out the new setting, Su Che rubbed his chin, and helped the other party click on the pre-plot, "Do you still have the memory of Juxian Villa?"

Wei Rui was a little dazed, as if he was thinking about something, "Is the leader referring to the fact that his undercover undercover Xanadu is lurking beside Bai Xianchen to monitor his whereabouts?"

It seems that Wei Rui's vacant memory hole has also been filled by Qiqi in this way, making Wei Rui think that he was originally a member of the Demon Cult.

Xie Mei smiled, Su Che lightly tapped the armrest of the seat, and said leisurely: "You have done a good job on this matter, next... I have one more matter for you to handle."

"Please instruct the teacher!"

"I brought back a good seedling, and you will be responsible for training|training him from now on..." Thinking about the time limit, he added, "No tricks, but I hope you can train him out to pick me up as soon as possible." class."

Wei Rui is not sure what the standard of "how fast and cheap" is, and Yingde is a little hesitant.

And in order to achieve this quickly and easily, the girl Wei Rui, who was not gentle at first, trained Meng Lan even more sloppily. She was originally a member of the Demon Cult. It fits the concept of demons.

Su Che easily dismissed her as a hands-off shopkeeper, but she didn't know how much Meng Lan, who had just arrived, had suffered under the hands of the big girl Wei Rui.

At first, Meng Lan had fantasies when he saw Wei Rui, an old acquaintance, who took over from him, but before he could speak, Wei Rui threw a set of clothes at his face, "The Devil's Cult doesn't support idlers, get up and do it!" live."

"Wei Rui." Calling Wei Rui, Meng Lan tried to arouse the other party's impression of him.

But Wei Rui was unmoved, not only did not agree with the other party, but also explained the future itinerary indifferently, such as falling asleep when starting up at a young age, and excluding three meals and going to the toilet throughout the day, all energy needs to be spent on Practice martial arts.

After explaining the schedule, before the schedule was over, Wei Rui turned around and brought Meng Lan to the Hall Master Qinglong, "As long as people don't die, practice to death."

The master of the Qinglong hall is in charge of punishment, and is also responsible for the pre-job training of the hidden guards in the teaching.

It can be said that Wei Rui was wrong in throwing Meng Lan to the Qinglong Hall Master, but... what awaits Meng Lan will be a dark time of study.

It's none of Su Che's business whether Meng Lan's days will be dark or not, she throws away the shopkeeper and starts to plan the drama on the other side.

Now the rivers and lakes are very peaceful, and because the leader of the Demon Cult is an otaku, the good and evil factions do not interfere with the river water, and there is no worry of external aggression. Mo Wei said.

This is not good, if things continue like this, the battle between good and evil after the male protagonist points his sword at the Central Plains will not be able to be fought in the future. Lose.

Tapping the armrest of the seat lightly with his fingertips, Su Che thought for a while, and had a preliminary plan in his mind.

Since this group of decent people doesn't make a name for themselves, then... Let him help them make a name for themselves!

Pulling out the ranking list, Su Che abused his power and directly copied his current name on it without any hesitation—top of the list: Ji Wuya.

"Who is Ji Wu Ya this time? I don't know him!"

In the teahouse and wine shop, looking at Ji Wuya who had topped the Jianghu Billboard overnight, everyone gathered in twos and threes to discuss different opinions.

In the meantime, a luthier wearing a bamboo hat and dressed in black was drinking tea alone, unaware of the discussions on the sidelines.

"Brother, everyone else is discussing that Ji Wuya who is inexplicably on the list, why are you drinking alone here?" A son of a family swayed his folding fan and sat opposite the black-clothed luthier, and directed to the waiter in the shop. : "One catty of beef, one pot of good wine."

Handing the other party a car of broken silver and then said, "By the way, I also bring a pot of wine to this brother."

"Okay~"

"No need." The black-clothed swordsman was like a sharp sword with a hidden front, indifferent and sharp, making it difficult for people to get close to him.

After all, he actually planned to leave.

The young master of the family took a step forward, intending to grab the other's wrist and leave the knight behind, "It's fate to meet each other, brother, you don't have to be so ignorant..."

As soon as the voice fell, with a flash of cold light, the luthier actually drew a sword from the piano, and his moves were neat and chilling.

If it wasn't for the young master of the aristocratic family dodging in time, I'm afraid the right hand he stretched out would be useless.

"Wow, it's so risky, it's a good thing I'm good at it!"

The son of the aristocratic family stood aside and rejoiced, but the tea shop and tavern, which was still full of people, was completely silent.

I don't know who said it first, "The Sword in the Qin, I like the black shirt! That person is Ji Wuya!"

"Is that person number one in martial arts?"

"I want to see how powerful this person is!"

Noisy, the opening sentence attracted everyone to rush towards the black-clothed luthier.

The son of the aristocratic family finally understood the situation, and looked at the black-clothed swordsman, "You are Ji Wuya!"

Ignoring the aristocratic son, the luthier in black put the sword under the qin, rested on the qin with one hand, and plucked the strings with the other.

"Use the sound of the piano to control people, it's wonderful!"

Different from the group of miscellaneous fish, the young master of the aristocratic family cleverly avoided Meng Lan's offensive, sighed with joy, and then came to the black-clothed luthier and said: "Brother Tai is really good at it! I admire it!"

The luthier in black didn't pay attention to the other party, and turned his fingers to pluck the strings, intending to clean up the other party together.

"Don't hit me, I'm not with those people." The young master of the family didn't care about his face, begging for mercy very quickly.

Glancing sideways at the other party, the black-clothed luthier said disdainfully: "If you don't conspire with him, then get out of the way!"

"I don't conspire with them, can I conspire with you?!" The aristocratic family looked pitifully at the luthier in black.

Sneering in disdain, without answering the other party, he put the weight of the piano on his back and planned to leave.

Unexpectedly, the luthier in black wanted to leave, but he was surrounded by a group of people.

Frowning slightly, the luthier was about to make a move, but a folding fan hindered his movement.

The luthier frowned and looked over, his eyes were extremely unfriendly.

Being stared at like this, the man didn't realize it, instead he leisurely waved his folding fan and slowly shook it, saying to the martial arts heroes present: "You are not the opponents of Brother Wu Ya, you should take your life and retreat quickly."

"How can an unknown person win the leader of the world rankings, how can he convince the crowd? If Ji Wuya refuses to convince the big guys today, he will never let him go." It's a pity that the besieged people The same is not hesitating his life.

Putting away the folding fan, the kind smile on the lips disappeared without a trace.

"Oh? I ask myself that my kung fu is inferior to brother Wu Ya's. If I beat you all, will you be convinced?" After sweeping through the crowd present, the aristocratic young master said in shocking words, "Dongfangxuan, I wonder if I have the qualifications to challenge you?" Heroes, do you have a lesson or two?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present gasped.

Before Ji Wuya climbed to the top of the list, the person who was previously at the top of the list was Dongfang Xuan, the owner of Tianyi Village.

What is pretending to be invisible? Dongfang Xuan, who reported himself as a family, explained the highest state of pretending to be invisible.

Even the luthier in black was surprised, "Are you Dongfangxuan?"

"Oh, it seems that Brother Wu Ya is very familiar with me~" The hippie smile is out of shape, it is really hard to imagine that the first-class martial arts master who is unique in the martial arts with his Ziwei swordsmanship is such a flamboyant young man.

One day, the owner of Tianyi Village supported the scene, and everyone present no longer dared to embarrass the black-clothed luthier too much.

The luthier walked very easily, but because of this, there was an extra brown candy sticking to him.

Walking to the official road, the luthier stopped, "How long will your Excellency be following?"

"Everyone can walk on this road, how can you say I follow you?" Dongfang Xuan smiled sincerely.

The luthier ignored the other party, looked at the sinking sun, and frowned slightly. He tried to dismantle the other party's intentions, "If you want to challenge me, then do it."

Dongfang Xuan made a look of extreme astonishment, "How could brother Wu Ya miss me so much?"

His brows furrowed even deeper, "How about that?"

Stepping forward, Dongfang Xuan made a move so quickly that he directly took off the bamboo hat that the luthier had used to cover his face...

Even if the other party tried to cover it up, Dongfang Xuan still got a glimpse of his true face.

The luthier's face looks very green, but he has white hair, but this is not enough to make Dongfang Xuan stunned on the spot - there are some bright red tear moles at the end of his eyes, which actually set off that peerless face. Very confusing.

In a daze, Dongfang Xuan said quickly: "I never thought that Brother Wu Ya is such a beautiful woman."

As soon as these words came out, the luthier greeted him regardless of pulling out the sword in the piano.

Because of the unstable sword intent in his chest, Dongfang Xuan was teased by the guide to gain the upper hand.

The more anxious he was, the more he lost his composure. The Qin master's swordsmanship was full of murderous intentions. On the contrary, Dongfang Xuan was calm and calm from the beginning to the end, and even managed to separate his mind to laugh: "Brother Wu Ya, Mo Qi, I am also seeking truth from facts. Brother Wuya was born with such a symbol, I yearn for it in my heart, every sentence speaks from the bottom of my heart."

This guy actually dares to talk about his appearance!

The luthier's sword moves became more and more fierce, and he transformed into several ink clones, attacking Dongfang Xuan from all directions.

Dongfang Xuan tried his best to deal with it, thinking that the ink painting might be just a cover-up, so he concentrated on dealing with the body of the luthier, but he didn't know that one of his slackness caused him to be stabbed in the arm by the ink avatar...

Only now did Dongfang Xuan understand, what kind of blindfold is it, the ink clone | body is also a sharp weapon for killing people!

Taking a few steps back, Dongfang Xuan raised his hands high and surrendered directly, "Stop, stop! I can't beat your treacherous movements,"

The luthier was not a murderer either, and seeing the opponent surrendered, he was not interested in beating the dog in the water, so he withdrew his sword and held out his hand to Dongfang Xuan.

Dongfang Xuan took a step forward with a playful smile, and actually directly shook the luthier's hand, and even shook it up and down, "Since Brother Wu Ya showed his affection, then we two will be best friends from now on!"

This is not a show of favor, the luthier wants to get back his bamboo hat from Dongfang Xuan.

For a moment, the luthier, who had suppressed his anger, became angry again. His whole body was as sharp as a sword, as if he would tear the person in front of him to pieces in the next moment.