"Enemy attack, enemy attack~"

"Kill the barbarians!"

"Pfft~"

"Ah~"

"Ouch~"

"External energy, it's external energy!"

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

"Run~"

"..."

Shen Lian's figure disappeared into the darkness in front of him, and soon a low exclamation came from inside, and then the exclamation turned into a clash of swords, and then quickly turned into a series of miserable howls and "puff" of sharp blades slicing through the human body. sound.

After more than ten breaths, these chaotic sounds became calm.

After a while, Shen Lian walked out slowly with an embroidered spring knife in his hand. The gleaming blade was actually not stained with blood.

"The killing is not over yet, there is another one in the corner who is pretending to be dead." Tu Baishou, who was crossing his arms and silently counting the seconds, looked at him and reminded him.

Shen Lian slowly put the Xiuchun knife into its sheath, with a calm expression: "To be precise, it's half, keep it for reporting."

After saying that, he walked past me.

Tu Baishou's face twitched a few times, then he took a few steps to catch up and said, "No, by the way, did you get my disciple's consent for you to impersonate me like this?"

"I did the work for your apprentice, you should thank me." Shen Lian embroidered spring knife was slowly placed on his shoulder, and the corners of his mouth hidden in the night slowly raised a hint of pleasure.

"What?!"

Tu Baishou's eyes suddenly squinted, and he said unhappily: "Wait a minute, Mr. Shen, please explain clearly. What does it mean that you helped my apprentice do the work?"

"Then let me analyze it for you?"

"How do I think you are trying to make excuses?"

"Okay, then I'll explain it to you."

Tu Baishou: "..."

"By the way, you are also the commander of the Feiyu Guards. Don't you feel blushing if you blame the younger generation like this?"

"Have you ever seen me blush?"

"You~~ come and listen to your sophistry." Tu Baishou compromised.

"It's very simple. If I hadn't gone in just now, but had gone back and sent your apprentice over to kill him, what would have been the difference in the result?"

"this……"

"Look, the results are the same, the only difference is that I can't go back, so your apprentice should thank me for doing it for me and not letting him make a trip."

Tu Baishou was stunned and didn't know how to refute for a moment.

Because what he said seemed to make sense.

After a long time, he seemed to have caught a flaw and said hurriedly: "No, the difference in this matter is that my apprentice took the consequences for you without knowing it."

"The job was originally assigned to him, and the consequences were originally borne by him. This cannot be called substitution. I am pursuing efficiency. I will kill Di Lu, and whoever kills will be killed."

"You...you are quibbling."

"Didn't you ask me to quibble?"

"I@!#your￥%%face..."

"..."

The two argued quietly and drifted away.

Not long after, from the depths of darkness, a man with a rat tail covered in blood walked out tremblingly, holding a broken wooden stick.

He looked horribly miserable, his right leg was completely missing, his left arm and half of his shoulder were flattened, and half of his body was missing, as if he had crawled out of a pool of blood.

His face was twitching due to severe pain, and turned as white as paper. Only the strong will to survive like a beast supported him, holding on to the wooden stick, and walked step by step towards a secret house a few miles away.

One bloody step at a time, from deep to shallow, then completely disappeared.

Less than half an hour later, everything seemed to have gone through extremely precise calculations. When the rat-tailed man exhausted his last bit of strength, he collapsed at the back door of the secret house.

Gantuji, who was struggling to clean up the maid in the secret house, heard the noise, opened the back door and almost frightened the sheep.

Gantuji's hair stood on end, he grabbed the rat-tailed man and asked: "Aguda, what's going on, what's going on?"

"Zuo...Lord Zuo Ling, the lair has been exposed, Feiyuwei Wei Wu has bloodbathed the lair, and the Andas are all...dead, please leave quickly...find Mr. Aqina to avenge us..."

The rat-tailed man said intermittently. As soon as he finished speaking, his head tilted and he died.

Gantuji was horrified. He looked back in the direction of the lair and let out a regretful "ah" growl. His eyes soon turned red. After a pause, he picked up the rat-tailed man's body with trembling hands, and then his head

He didn't look back and disappeared into the thick darkness of the night. Only the lingering sound of gritted teeth came back: "Wei Wu, wait!"

…

"Master, the pot leaked."

The next day, the crematorium.

Wang Tiezhu was holding a large iron pot between himself and Qin He. The soles of his feet were wet and there was water everywhere.

Through the black pot, both parties can actually see each other's eyes.

What a big hole.

"It's so good, why did it leak?" Qin He asked yawning. Although the construction of the Chaos Shovel didn't take long, it made him very tired. He didn't go out for two or three days in a row. He ate and slept every day.

The quality of eating and sleeping has never been better.

"It's all Lamborghini's fault. It pushed the firewood too hard and pushed the pot through. Look at it." Wang Tiezhu complained to the pale Lamborghini.

"I... you obviously had to use Nanming Lihuo to burn it through, you can't rely on me." Lamborghini argued unhappily.

Recently, Lamborghini has deeply felt the status threat from Hui Miqiu, and has been trying to make a presence everywhere. Wang Tiezhu was steaming buns, and it volunteered to light the fire. As a result, the bull's head pushed hard, and oh, the pot burst.

"You're still quibbling, and it's not enough to succeed, but it's more than enough to ruin it." Wang Tiezhu immediately replied.

"Okay, both of you are at fault." Qin He knew the reason at a glance. It was indeed Lamborghini who pierced the pot, but it was also true that Wang Tiezhu used Nanming Lihuo to boil the water.

The fire was too strong, causing the bottom of the pot to become thin and deformed.

So Qin He took a piece of cake each, and then said: "The pot is a good thing, so you must take good care of it. It is property and cannot be squandered."

"Yes, Master."

"knew."

The two beasts could only bow their heads and admit their mistake.

After a pause, Wang Tiezhu raised his head and asked, "Master, what should I do with this pot? It's broken."

"Just patch it up. Leave it alone for now. I'll make it thicker when I have time." Qin He said.

"Yes, sir." Wang Tiezhu nodded, carefully placed the pot in the corner, and took out another pot from the corner.

At this moment, Hui Miqiu, whose beard was covered with morning dew, walked in from the door with a dusty look, looked around, and said to Qin He: "Master, Wei Wu was used as bait last night, and he took a big pot on his back.
Chapter completed!