Chapter 240 Putting the Blame on Others
In that small world of its own, a faint smell of blood mingled in the air filled with medicinal fragrance..
Next to the alchemy furnace, the smell of blood became even more intense..
The white-robed hooligan grabbed the dead Monk Deming by the collar and walked into the room..
At this moment, Monk Deming was bleeding from his seven orifices. His head hung down, and blood slowly flowed out from his nose, mouth, and eyes..
When they arrived at the front and back of the alchemy furnace, the white hooligans directly threw Monk Deming at the foot of the alchemy furnace like a dead dog..
The white hooligan who slowly straightened his body slowly exhaled a turbid breath and slowly stood up straight..
At this moment, the white hooligan, white with some bright red dots, in the white contrast is so strange and strange Yan.
The white gangster slowly lowered his head and looked at the dead monk Deming. A smile appeared on his face and he said softly," It's a pity that you came. If it were some old guys, it would really be difficult to deal with them..
It's easy to lose your wife and soldiers, not to mention the trouble.
The white gangster shot out a white light from between his fingers. The white light went straight for Monk Deming's neck. After cutting a hole in Monk Deming's neck artery, blood flowed out of his body..
At the same time, a strange scene happened. After the blood flowed to the foot of the pill furnace, it slowly disappeared..
The furnace seat, which was originally gold and copper, turned a faint red color at the same time as the blood disappeared. The red color was like a thin snake, spreading and twisting..
It was as if everything on the furnace had suddenly come alive..
The hooligan looked at everything with a burning gaze. When he saw the traces of gold particles in the blood, an excited smile appeared on his lips. Then, he smiled lightly and said," I want you.".
Deming is not lying.
At the dinner table, the first thing the white hooligans asked was, I don't know if Deming had practiced the Golden Body Technique..
The prerequisite for the Golden Body Technique is to infuse one's own Buddha Qi into it to achieve the effect of breeding and tempering..
And this trace of Buddha Qi is the medicine in the mouth of the white bandit.
Seeing that the essence blood in Monk Deming's body had almost flowed out, Bai Gang grabbed Monk Deming again. This time, Monk Deming's entire body became much lighter..
The hooligan turned Monk Deming around, causing him to look straight at him. Looking at the face that no longer had a human form, the hooligan was not surprised or afraid. How many people must he have killed to appear calm?.
No one knows, only the white mob knows..
"Since you're dead, then continue to shine..
The white gangster chuckled and grabbed Monk Deming's heart with his right hand. His palm broke open the flesh and then grabbed the heart that was still warm. After taking a look at the golden color in the heart, the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of affirmation towards himself..
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The hooligan waved his hand, and a strong wind rose, directly lifting the furnace lid that was glued to the furnace body. The moment the furnace lid was lifted, a surge of energy surged into the sky, and a very dense medicinal gas erupted..
However, before the energy and medicinal effects could erupt, a palm formed from internal energy grabbed the terrifying energy and internal energy directly..
The terrifying energy struggled, but it was unable to break free from the white palm..
The hooligan watched everything quietly. Then, he threw out the heart in his hand. After the heart drew an arc in the air, it fell into the alchemy furnace. After seeing the heart fall in, the huge white hand that tightly controlled the terrifying energy suddenly fell down and injected the terrifying energy into the alchemy furnace again..
Then the lid quivered and jolted, and once more it stuck to the shaft in perfect conformity.
With the lid again fitted to the furnace body, the small world once again became quiet.
The hooligan raised his head and looked at the huge alchemy furnace. His eyes were filled with passion and ambition..
White hooligan, the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, an old guy who had lived for more than ten years. At this moment, even if someone was here, no one could know what he was thinking or what he wanted..
Perhaps the leader of the cult would know..
And that also knows that maybe.
The hooligan slowly turned around and walked out of the room..
The moment he left the room, the door closed..
After greedily absorbing some of the energy and medicinal power of this world, Bai Gang let out a breath of turbid air and said," Take it slow, take it slow..
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The hooligan threw Deming into the yard and looked at the guy on the ground who had already been used up. The hooligan said lightly,"Put him back where he belongs.".
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After saying this, Zi Shu had already appeared beside Monk Deming and packed it in a sack.
However, when Zi Shu was about to place Monk Deming where he should appear according to plan, the white gangster's eyes flashed and he immediately said,"Wait a minute, it seems that we have a better choice.".
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Zi Shu stopped. He didn't analyze or think..
Instead, he did a good job of obeying the etiquette that all subordinates should have..
"Take the man who brought Monk Deming over and go to the ground where they were killed and throw them all there..
As for how to be realistic, your son Mouse is an expert..
The white man smiled and said,.
The daughter mouse obeyed..
" Right, how's Xu Gou's situation? Is he so difficult to find?" Suddenly, the hooligan asked directly..
"The news came the day before yesterday that they had found some clues..
We're following the trail..
"replied the mouse.
The white hooligan nodded." That's true. This Jianghu is not big or small..
Give me more time, it's only right.
After all, it's really hard to find shrimps if they want to hide.
"The white mob is so fickle, the front foot is still dissatisfied, and the rear foot begins to excuse themselves.".
The baby mouse left..
This small world only white hooligans left, he walked out of the deep courtyard, came to the small pond, grabbed a handful of fish food, slowly threw down.
Looking at the school of fish competing for fish food, the hooligan who was in a good mood smiled slightly. He looked at one of the small fish in the school, but it was very aggressive. It was the young fish who fought for fish food the most fiercely. He said," It's not a good thing to show yourself too much..
The wind will destroy the trees in the forest.
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I don't know if it's because the little fish understood or because of something..
After the white hooligan said this, the young and robust fish actually went into the water and gave up the fight for fish food..
Just when the hooligan felt that this situation was so strange, he was about to exclaim when he saw the small fish rush out from the middle of the school. He jumped out of the water directly and was half a meter above the water surface. Then, a pair of fish eyes looked at the hooligan, and then the strong small fish spat out a mouthful of pool water. It was very powerful..
When the hooligan saw this scene, he was also shocked. At the same time, he instinctively took half a step back. After the robust fish completed this series of actions, it directly fell into the school of fish. After eating the largest fish food, it dove deep into the pond..
Looking at his wet clothes and then at the disappearing fish, the hooligan froze for a moment before laughing out loud and saying three good words..
His expression was calm. He patted the water droplets on his clothes and threw away the remaining fish food in his hand. He said to himself,"We'll see.".
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After leaving the fish pond, he poured a cup of tea and slowly walked towards the Heart Awakening Pavilion. He sat on a chair and looked at the clouds in the distance. He rose and fell and drank a sip of light tea. He smiled gently and said," Nether boy, your luck is not bad this time..
A perfect frame for someone much better than you..
But next time, maybe not..
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The white hooligan said to himself, but it was as if there was someone else in front of him, making it easy for people to be brought in..
"Back then, we were lucky, lucky..
But who's going to be lucky enough to get there first?.
I'm older than you, yes I shouldn't be too much.
Ha ha ha.
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