Meng Qi was so frightened that his two legs trembled and he almost peed.
This man surnamed Lu is not a human being. The scissors in his hand are rusty and stained with a lot of coagulated blood. He knows how many treasures he has harvested.
If you give yourself such a blow, you really can’t imagine the consequences. How will you live in the future? Do you really have to squat and pee?
Moreover, this pain cannot be just once.
From now on, I will become a leek. Every once in a while, when I grow out, I will be harmed by these people. Just thinking about it makes me collapse.
"Stop. I said, I said, whatever you want to know, I will tell you honestly."
Meng Qi burst into tears and finally chose to compromise.
The situation is compelling and I have to bow my head and surrender!
Although I'm not afraid of death, I really can't bear such treatment.
This is even more terrifying than going to the eighteenth level of hell!
"I don't want to hear it."
Lu Wukai took the initiative and was not in a hurry.
The scissors in my hand clicked even more happily.
"Master Six, I think of you for the sake of our decades of friendship."
Meng Qi begged and wanted the Sixth Master to speak for him.
"Friendship? In the past few decades, you have abused us a lot because you were Sun Zhi's mount, and you drank so much of our blood. Now it's retribution in this world, and I want to eat back a few of your big kidneys to make up for it.
"
The Sixth Master gritted his pale teeth, his face full of anger.
If nothing else, Lao Qi was indirectly killed by this guy, and he must take revenge.
"Dean Song, I know you have the best heart."
Meng Qi turned to look at Song Zhenwei pitifully.
"Don't worry, I'm ready to help you bandage and stop the bleeding, and give you the best healing medicine to ensure that you will grow back to full strength soon."
Song Zhenwei rubbed his hands and smiled obscenely.
"I want to expose a shocking conspiracy of Sun Zhi, which is related to the lives of millions of people. Stop it, I will tell you right now."
Seeing that the scissors had reached his crotch, Meng Qi could no longer care about anything and revealed the most important secret as a bargaining chip.
"At stake is the lives of tens of millions of people?"
Song Zhenwei and the other three were all shocked. What on earth was Sun Zhi going to do? Massacre the city?
They asked quickly, and then they all looked shocked.
It turns out that Sun Zhi was so heartbroken that he really planned to massacre an entire city!
"It's over. Mr. Ji and Qian Qian are still in Chizhang City."
After learning about Sun Zhi's plan, Song Zhenwei was a little panicked.
However, thinking of Ji Mo's methods, he immediately calmed down.
With Ji Mo's ability to reach the sky, it is absolutely impossible to harm Sun Zhi.
However, this is a great performance opportunity and cannot be missed.
After some thought, Song Zhenwei decided to rush to Chizhang City and try to perform well. Maybe Ji Mo would be happy and benefit from it.
"Sun Zhi is so crazy that he actually wants to massacre the city. We will try to expose his true identity!"
Lu Wukai, together with the Sixth Master, escorted Meng Qi to obtain evidence of Sun Zhi's collusion with the demons, intending to make it public and make Sun Zhi a street rat and a public enemy.
The three soldiers divided into two groups and took action separately.
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Chizhang City.
"Hey, don't even think about taking advantage of me. I'll eat it. I'll eat it."
Fang Tong was almost scared to tears.
Those who can talk to each other casually between men and women will be at a huge loss.
She could only choose to give in, blushing and opening her little mouth.
So Wang Wenjian stuffed the ninth-grade elixir into Fang Tong's mouth one by one in a very dull manner, just like feeding a little hamster.
Fang Tong was stunned, a little dazed.
The ninth-grade elixirs are so precious, but Wang Wenjian feeds them to himself one by one as if he doesn't need any money.
"Could it be that he treats me..."
Fang Tong's heart was pounding like a deer, thinking that Wang Wenjian had thoughts about him.
Otherwise, how could you be so kind to yourself?
In fact, Wang Wenjian was naturally not that fancy, but just now Jimo said he wanted to feed Fang Tong some elixirs.
As for how much they were, he was not sure, so he could only keep feeding them until Fang Tong was satisfied.
After all, these ninth-grade elixirs really cost no money. Ji Mo made so many for each of them that they couldn't finish them all.
"Oh, that's so considerate! Mr. Ji from Langya actually teaches students how to pick up girls. I want to go to such an academy with such a simple academic style."
"It's over. Fang Tong seems unable to withstand the attack of sugar-coated bullets and is about to fall."
"Hey, who fed me so many ninth-grade elixirs, and I fell into trouble too! By the way, is Langya Academy so rich in heritage, that you can use ninth-grade elixirs to pick up girls?"
Everyone was stunned by Wang Wenjian's operation.
At the same time, many people lamented the wealth and wealth of Langya Academy, and many young monks immediately came up with the idea of studying at Langya Academy.
There are even many students from other colleges who are full of envy.
Look at Mr. Ji from Langya, who gives his students a lot of ninth-grade elixirs and teaches them how to pick up girls in public. But if you look at the teachers in his own college, they are nothing.
As a result, many students immediately had the idea of transferring to another school.
"In the third game, Langya Academy wins! In this game, Langya Academy defeated Weiyang Academy 3-0."
The referee announces the result of the contest.
After saying this, he himself fell into silence and felt incredible.
Who would have thought that Langya actually defeated the strongest Weiyang Academy, and won in a crushing manner.
Not long ago, almost everyone laughed that Langya Academy could only manage three students to compete. Now we know the real reason.
Three is enough, because no academy can win a match in Langya's hands.
When the result of the game was announced, the whole audience was in a daze.
This also means that the era of Weiyang Academy is over.
Weiyang Academy fell from the first position, and its dream of five consecutive championships was shattered.
Langya has risen, truly risen, soaring into the sky.
After the defeat of Weiyang Academy, no academy can stop them from winning the championship, not even Shengling Academy.
Lin Mengmeng, who possesses the heaven-suppressing body, is almost invincible.
Wang Wenjian, who has mastered the integration of man and sword, not to mention these students, even most of the academy's elders may not be his opponent.
As for Xuanyang, although his performance is relatively unspectacular, don't forget that no one knows what kind of special bloodline the opponent has, and Xuanyang has been deliberately restraining his strength. Maybe his true strength is even more terrifying.
It can be said that Langya's three students can already represent the highest combat power of the younger generation in the Southern Territory, and they are well-deserved champions.
"If you lose, how can you lose?"
Du Mubai murmured to himself, feeling lost.
He couldn't accept the fact that not only had he lost, but he had lost so completely that all his previous glory was shattered to pieces at this moment.
Recently, he has been preaching everywhere that the number one spot in this year’s competition is already within his grasp, so who else could he give it to me?
Now, everything he boasted about has become a complete joke.
Feeling the strange looks from the people around him, as if there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, Du Mubai felt that his face was burning, he was ashamed, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.