My Disciples Are All Villains - 625. Chapter 617 Guardian of the Sword Demon (3 more seeking subscription)

The witchcraft cultivator calmed down his nervous mood, as if he felt that the swordsman from Dayan in front of him was reasonable and could hear the truth. Just knowing the pros and cons, and clarifying the pros and cons, is not a chance, and there is no need to bow down.

“You can think of it as a threat.”

He looked at Yu Shangrong, raised his palm, and turned the pattern in his palm to face Yu Shangrong, “My name is Sean, and I come from the family of Bernard, King of Loulan. If you really do something to me, my family will definitely check it down. Why bother? Asking for trouble?”

Yu Shangrong nodded slightly and said, “I really don’t like trouble.”

“Furthermore, Loulan and Dayan have always had a good relationship. After the lotus cutting became popular, some unpleasant things happened between the two parties, but this did not affect their relationship… It is said that the Dayan civil strife, the Nether Sect rampant chaos, and the gods fell. I am. I am deeply sorry about this.” Saien Wizard said.

“It’s a pity… they are dead.” Yu Shangrong glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground.

Sean shook his head and said:

“I will explain to the above…Of course, it depends on your attitude.”

Yu Shangrong nodded again and stepped forward.

The moonlight fell on his side face, adding a touch of coldness.

“My attitude, from the beginning, has not changed…”

Keep going.

“Very well, I admire you as someone who knows current affairs… I regret it for a while.” Sean turned around, and when he turned around, his face cast a heavy gloomy look.

At the same time, the sound of Jian Gang converging came from my ears——

Shoo, swoop.

Um?

Sean turned around again, couldn’t help glaring at him, and cursed: “You…sneak attack?!”

The sky full of swords and guns merged into one body, forming a long line of dragons, lasing towards Sean.

Sean yelled, slapped his palms, and covered himself with a purple shield, like a hula hoop.

Yu Shangrong didn’t even look at it, and turned around indifferently… Jian Gang was like lightning, bang–

Through his chest.

The longevity sword circled around, flew back to Yu Shangrong’s back scabbard, and plunged into the jungle with one sword.

A set of actions is smooth and flowing, without any sloppyness, understatement and unhurried.

Sean’s eyes widened, looking at the quiet jungle, the starry sky, the moonlight, the quagmire… and the scattered corpses of his companions.

Life is passing, and there is even a feeling of being pulled away…

Then, before he could feel the pain caused by Jian Gang, he fell straight down.

Yu Shangrong lay on the tree trunk, thinking about the next response.

These witchcraft practitioners just appeared in the buried place, obviously they have a task…Now they are all dead souls under his sword, they will not return to their lives. It is bound to attract the attention of Loulan people. Loulan people will also send people to search for it… It shouldn’t be difficult to find here.

So… what should we do next?

What Yu Shangrong hates most is trouble…opened his eyes, glanced at the direction of the water pool, and sighed: “If it were in the past, how could there be such troubles.”

After speaking, he closed his eyes again and went to sleep.

…

After a series of sound prompts appeared, Lu Zhou thought it was Liangzhou who fought the war.

But then I thought about it, if the Rouli people really used their hands, would they just make such prompts? The merit points are not high, but the number of people is not high.

Luzhou made people fly to Liangzhou. Soon, Si Wuya, who was far away in Liangzhou, returned to Feishu and said that everything in Liangzhou was calm, and there would be nothing wrong with him.

“It seems that these people were killed by Yu Shangrong…”

Thinking left and right, Lu Zhou decided to let Old Bafei Shusi Wuya and let his Loulan eyeliner assist him.

Loulan, you have to go there sooner or later. According to Liu Ge, Ji Tiandao’s memory crystal should be related to the Loulan royal family.

In the afternoon, Duanmusheng walked quickly into the Taisho Palace: “Master, please give orders.”

Lu Zhou glanced at Duanmusheng, and said in doubt, “Is the old bachelor away?”

Duan Musheng replied: “The old eight has been very hard in the past few days. He has been hiding in the house all day to practice and vomit. If you have anything to do, I will do it!”

Lu Zhou nodded and said, “It’s okay… Fei Shusi Wuya, let him find a way to help Yu Shangrong.”

“The disciples obeyed.”

Duan Musheng turned and left.

at the same time.

Palace Jinghe Palace, in a certain room.

“Oh-you always be gentle!” Zhu Hong screamed again and again, lying on the bed.

“My son, did Old Demon Ji beat you again! Look, you should go with me. What do you stay behind, suffer!” Zhu Tianyuan on the side, after entering the palace, followed Zhuhong every day, like Like a worm.

“You always don’t insult my master… This was beaten by the third brother.”

“Then you have to find him to reason! Your master beats you and I have no problem… How can you be so domineering and beat people indiscriminately?”

At this time, with a creak, Duan Musheng opened the door and entered.

With the Overlord Spear in his left hand and the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine in his right hand, he said, “Lao Ba, this is the medicine for you.”

Zhu Tianyuan turned his head and looked at him. This man was a burly figure, strong muscles, and his every move was full of permeating power.

“Are you?” Zhu Tianyuan asked in confusion.

“Duanmusheng…Three senior brothers of Zhuhonggong.” Duanmusheng said.

Zhu Tianyuan was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly said, “It turns out that your Excellency is Mr. Motiange San, Inuzi is stubborn, you should be a brother. If he makes another mistake in the future, fight hard! Don’t be polite to me!”

Zhu Honggong: “???”

Duan Musheng had heard of Zhu Hong’s affairs, so he said, “Uncle, these are all trivial matters. How can I care about my younger brother.”

“Zhu Hong has you such a discerning, open-minded brother, it is really a blessing for him to cultivate for eight lifetimes.”

“It’s easy to talk about… the medicine for bone crushing three times a day, and it will be cured within three days. I have something else to say, goodbye.”

“Mr. Three, go slowly.”

Zhu Honggong: “???”

…

The morning after seven days.

As always, Yu Shangrong flew out of the jungle and swept over the quagmire.

Observe the change of the blisters, perceive the situation under the quagmire…

Compared with seven days ago, the breath of life can already be clearly felt… This means that Yu Zhenghai is one step closer to his resurrection.

After the observation, he drew out the longevity sword and practiced swordsmanship for a period of time.

Seeing Ji Liangma foraging in the nearby mountains, he smiled knowingly.

Just at this moment… he saw three purple-robed practitioners flying towards the Ji Liangma.

Ji Liangma’s alertness was extremely high. He sensed that someone was approaching and flew back immediately… and hid in the jungle behind Yu Shangrong.

The three purple-robed practitioners also flew over.

Seeing Yu Shangrong hanging in the air, the three saluted.

“There really are people…friends, have you ever seen a companion dressed like me?” the purple-robed cultivator standing in the front asked.

Yu Shangrong also simply pointed to the corpses in the weeds and groves near the quagmire, and said, “It’s them?”

The three purple-robed practitioners looked down…

It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t matter, at a glance, the floor is full of corpses… Can’t help but dive down.

The three of them were flying back and forth, using witchcraft to assemble all the corpses, and counting, fifty people were just right, and their faces were even more incredible.

The purple robe practitioner headed asked:

“Friend, have you seen a murderer?”

Yu Shangrong smiled: “It turns out that they are your companions. I feel sorry for their death… As for the murderer, he should have gone to the city.”

“Thank you friends!”

The purple-robed cultivator raised his hand, and a large purple grid-like witchcraft net wrapped the corpse and flew up, saying, “Go back and return to life as soon as possible.”

“Yes!”

Three cultivators, with their bodies, flew away from the place where the bones were buried.

Yu Shangrong glanced at the direction of the quagmire and shook his head: “If it weren’t for you…how would I use such a clumsy and stupid means of lying?”

But after speaking… he smiled again and said:

“In life, you have to do a few stupid things.”

After that, fly into the jungle.

Night fell.

In the middle of the quagmire, the blisters in the clear water area are getting louder and louder… the sound is getting louder and louder.

In the middle of the night, it was even a bit noisy.

Yu Shangrong flew out of the jungle, approached the quagmire and checked it again, and said, “I’m dead, and my temper is not small.”

Then flew back to the woods again.

Fortunately, no one was near the quagmire in the next five days, and some went well.

“There are twenty-two days left.”

Every day, Yu Shangrong would use the longevity sword to leave a line on the trunk.

Guru!

Guru!

The sound of bubbling in the quagmire is far beyond before.

Through the leaves, Yu Shangrong looked towards the sky… glanced at the quagmire, the water in the middle seemed to be boiling.

Such a big movement, if someone comes, it will be troublesome.

Yu Shangrong spent ten days steadily in the sound of blisters.

The blisters… disappeared.