Wei Quji's face was so gloomy that he could almost shed water.
Almost right under his nose, the unknown enemy used the creatures of Xiaolin Town as sacrifices, and then consumed the remaining souls that should have rested in peace throughout the entire Maple Grove City, condensing the shadow of the ghost gate in one fell swoop. In the end, he calmly faced him.
Get away.
And he, Wei Quji, a fifth-level master, tried his best to come here, but he couldn't even eat a fart!
As the city lord, he failed in his duty. As a strong man, he was slapped in the face.
Has he ever suffered such humiliation?
so……
"waste!"
Wei Quji slapped Wei Yan with his backhand, sending Wei Yan flying several meters away!
There were dozens of people present, but no one dared to say a word. Although almost every one of them felt dissatisfied.
Even Wei Yan himself just got up quietly without saying a word.
Of course he had enough reasons to defend and to be angry. Before the fog, he moved forward bravely. Facing the Nine Palace Formation, he broke through it first. When he saw the gate of hell, he was willing to take the risk and burn the only red letter on his body as soon as possible.
It can be said that from any point of view, he has done his best at this stage and is beyond reproach.
But achievement is success, and failure is failure. The army does not talk about what is there and what is not.
Wei Quji gave him permission to go to the Taoist Academy to organize people to investigate Xiaolin Town, but he failed to prevent the incident from happening. This was a dereliction of duty.
Wei Quji could even kill him on the spot.
But what's the point?
Wei Quji came in an angry manner and left angrily.
Some of the young people carried the wounded on their backs, some supported each other, and some carried corpses. They just dispersed.
These young disciples of the Taoist Academy had just experienced a hard battle with heavy casualties.
A very difficult battle that ultimately proved futile.
From beginning to end, they didn't even know who their opponent was, but their opponent had already accomplished their goal and walked away.
They are called waste.
…
"I'm so damn... not convinced."
Du Yehu lay on his dormitory bed with his back stretched out, like an iron tower lying upside down.
There are no serious injuries on his body, and the damage to his foundation has been made up by the Guyuan Pill sent by Zhao Rucheng. He just needs a period of rest.
Guyuan Dan is indeed a precious thing, but there is nothing hard to accept. Du Yehu just needs it, and Zhao Rucheng has it, so that's it. They are existences that can trust each other with their lives, let alone others.
But the battle in Xiaolin Town, to be honest, was a blow to every Taoist disciple involved. For anyone who aspires to be extraordinary and longs for power, being powerless is probably the worst thing.
Maybe Zhao Rucheng is the only exception. He has gone to Sanfenxianglou to "recuperate" from his injuries. It is said that he wants to win the heart of a beautiful woman in one fell swoop with his heroic state of barely surviving death.
Du Yehu is not a person who can sleep well, but he can only lie down at the moment. No one is willing to indulge him if he wants to drink. Therefore, he is rare and a little depressed.
Ling He didn't speak, he closed his eyes and practiced.
As for Jiang Wang...he is eating at the moment, with Jiang Anan.
Cai Kee Mutton Shop, a century-old brand.
Two bowls of fragrant mutton soup, and ten pounds of neatly sliced white mutton.
Jiang Anan is holding a steamed bun in her left hand, and chopsticks in her right hand...the chopsticks are holding the mutton. The reason why she uses the word "grab" is because her posture of holding the chopsticks is indeed different, probably because no one has corrected her before, so her fingers are rounded, and the fingers are rounded.
Grabbing with chopsticks.
After living with Jiang Wang for a long time, he is no longer as introverted and shy as he was at first.
She took a bite from the left and a bite from the right. As she ate, she would lower her head to her face from time to time and take a nice sip of the broth. The two pear dimples on her face were lightly printed, and she was extremely satisfied.
Cai Ji Mutton Shop is not cheap. If it were Jiang Wang himself, he might not be willing to eat here.
During the mission in Xiaolin Town, although Wei Yan suffered a lot, he still performed as promised and won twenty points of Taoism rewards for each of them. Of course, there were also some silver subsidies. For practitioners, this is the least important thing.
.But for Jiang Anan, it is very important to eat delicious food.
"Do you like it?" Jiang Wang asked with a smile.
"Hmm... um!" Xiao Anan nodded vigorously.
"From now on, we will..." Jiang Wang silently calculated his savings, "No, we can come here to eat every ten days, okay?"
Jiang Anan continued to nod.
When she talked to her brother, she mostly just nodded or shook her head in response. Her little hands were not idle. While nodding, she grabbed another piece of mutton and rolled it carefully in the dipping sauce.
circle, and then wrap it up in one gulp.
"An An, how have you been with your homework recently?" Probably when chatting with children, all adults will eventually focus on this point. Jiang Wang feels that he is an adult, so he speaks naturally. Although he is only one,
A seventeen-year-old boy.
Jiang An'an paused while eating the meat, her mouth was bulging, and she finally managed to say, "It's okay, it's okay."
Jiang Wang nodded with satisfaction.
He looked at his sister, and there was a slowly flowing, happy peace in his heart. The hardships of those battles, the sadness of seeing his brothers killed and injured, and the powerlessness of not being able to prevent things from happening... seemed to have faded away.
Of course some things are sad, but the life in front of me is so happy.
Makes you want to keep it forever.
…
Walking in the land of the Wang clan, greeting clan members from time to time, Wang Changxiang is calm and peaceful, as usual. Even the most picky clan members cannot say anything bad about him.
The three major clans of Maplewood City, Zhang, Fang, and Wang, are similar in strength in all aspects, so it is difficult to distinguish them. However, because Zhang Linchuan is now ranked third in the Taoist list, the Zhang family is slightly ahead of the others. The Wang family and Wang Changxiang are ranked third in the Taoist list.
Seventh, not much behind.
The only one is the Fang family. The last genius died in a trial, and the best Fang Pengju of this year was killed. Now there is only one Fang Heling left, who barely made it into the inner sect with the Pulse Opening Pill obtained with a lot of money. But in the hearts of discerning people,
The Fang family has been thrown away by the other two families.
Regardless of these things, Wang Changxiang has always been unwilling to get involved in worldly affairs. Although he is smart enough to see through the dirty greed behind those enthusiastic people, he has always been calm and calm.
The road becomes more and more deviated as we go.
He finally stopped in front of a half-old courtyard. This was a remote corner of the Wang family's land. Almost no one lived nearby, and the owner of the courtyard was like a solitary bird living alone.
Wang Changxiang stretched out his hand to push the door open, and the wooden door made a sharp creaking noise, disturbing the tranquility in the courtyard.
Different from the mottled and old exterior wall, the yard is unexpectedly neat and exquisite. A grape vine is set up high on the left, and on the vine is a lounge chair that has been rubbed smooth. There is no one on the lounge chair, but
A fat orange cat lies down.
It wasn't surprised when people came, it only glanced weakly with half-open sleepy eyes.
"Xiao Ju." Wang Changxiang greeted after hearing the sound.
The fat orange cat turned his head and narrowed his eyes again, even disdainfully.
Wang Changxiang was not annoyed and continued to walk forward. There was a large water tank in front of him on the right, with lotus leaves floating in the water tank. From time to time, he could see bubbles, which should be home to fish.
At this time, his steps stopped because he smelled the aroma of rice.
Almost at the same time, Xiao Ju on the recliner quickly stood up and looked back, all in one movement.
In front of the main entrance of the lobby, under the eaves, there was a low table. At this time, a young man was walking out from behind the door, and the aroma came from the food plate he was holding.
His face can't be said to be handsome, let alone ugly. It just gives people an inexplicable "distant" feeling. Probably because of his too plain eyes.
The young man with an alienated temperament squatted down and placed the food on the low table one by one. There were two bowls of snow-white and plump rice, two plates of green vegetables, and two plates of braised pig.
hoof.
The man sat down on the threshold, took out his chopsticks, tapped the table with the end of the chopsticks, and said, "Eat."
Wang Changxiang didn't move because he knew it wasn't calling him, even though he wanted very much to walk over and have the meal together.
With a "swish" sound, the orange cat rushed to the low table at a speed that was not suitable for its size. First, it lowered its head and sniffed in front of the plate of pig's trotters. Then it seemed to be somewhat satisfied. It put its front paws on the low table and started.
Have a meal.
Wang Changxiang opened his mouth: "Brother."
Probably only a few people remember that Wang Changxiang, the current pride of the Wang family, also has an older brother.
In fact, he is the eldest son of the Wang family, and the most logical heir to the patriarch in terms of patriarchal lineage.
But unfortunately, he was also a useless person who wasted a precious pulse-opening pill and failed to manifest the Tao channels. The Wang family was ridiculed and was put down by the other two surnames.
