My talent is resurrection

Chapter 148 Fist and Flying Sword
Mrs. Gui looked at the Wu Yun flying sword in front of her, the sharp edge pierced halfway between her eyebrows, and blood overflowed, Mrs. Gui's pupils were terrified, she didn't dare to move, she looked at the man in blue shirt sitting on the window sill in horror, and asked tremblingly: .

"Chen Jiu, aren't you already dead?"

That year when the Jindan Immortal beheaded the black python, Mrs. Gui saw the female Sword Immortal beheading Chen Jiu with a sword at Goulan.

Chen Jiu was very polite, stretched out his hand to pick it up, stepped back the flying sword, and smiled at Madam Gui: "I am not dead, I came back to see Madam."

Mrs. Gui didn't dare to show her anger, so she could only laugh a few times, and said humbly: "It's a blessing that my servant can make Mr. Chen miss me for a few lifetimes."

Chen Jiu rolled down the window sill, looked at Mrs. Gui, and wondered: "What's wrong with Madam, she is so polite to me, I don't remember that it was not like this before, could it be that Madam is out of her mind?"

Mrs. Gui said with a dry smile: "In the past, I was a servant who was blind. I hope you will forgive me."

This Mrs. Gui is indeed very good at reviewing the current situation, and she puts her face down. No wonder she can occupy one-third of an acre of land in this Goulan even though her level is not high.

Chen Jiu stepped forward and kicked Mrs. Gui directly, kicked her off the chair, sat on it by herself, and waved her hands.

"Come on, I can't give up my seat to you, Uncle Chen, do you know how to respect the old and love the young?"

Mrs. Gui didn't dare to show any anger at all, she quickly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to Chen Jiu and begged for mercy: "Your Excellency, you don't remember the villain's fault, so please forgive the younger one. The maidservant was also obsessed with ghosts back then, how dare you treat the adult so ruthlessly?" Li, slaves deserve to die."

As Mrs. Gui said, she knelt on the ground and slapped herself hard. Her face was flushed, and she looked at Chen Jiu eagerly.

Chen Jiu looked at her curiously, "Go on, why don't you fight, I love to watch."

Madam Gui didn't dare to neglect, she hastily slapped herself again.

She is not stupid, and knows that if Chen Jiu wants to kill her, she will die today, and Gou Lan will not have an enmity with a monk who is suspected of being a sword cultivator because of her, a small three realm.

And as long as Chen Jiu is willing to join Gou Lan, maybe the big shot in Gou Lan can directly give his life to Chen Jiu as a meeting gift.

When Mrs. Gui slapped her face with blood stains, Chen Jiu yawned boredly, waved her hand and said, "Okay, okay, that's it."

Mrs. Gui was overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed, "Thank you for not killing me, my lord."

Chen Jiu stood up straight, and a Wuyun flying sword pierced Mrs. Gui's throat from below, and picked her to death in the air. Chen Jiu looked at Mrs. Gui Gui's terrified eyes before she died, and wondered.

"I didn't say I wouldn't kill you, why are you so anxious to thank me?"

Just like that, Fei Jian took Mrs. Gui's body straight to the outside of the Goulan, frightening the servants and guests around him and running away in horror.

Chen Jiu walked slowly inside the Goulan, and even picked up a jug of wine from the passing boy, drinking as he walked, and when he reached the outside of the Goulan, he finished the wine, threw it away, and smiled towards the Goulan.

"Come to someone who can fight and come out to find death."

Several people appeared in the sky above Goulan, and two of them looked at Chen Jiu with strange expressions.

They were the original owners of Goulan, and they all knew Chen Jiu. I remember that after he killed Master Xu, he was beheaded by Bai Zhi with a sword. Why did he still appear here now?
Among them, a middle-aged monk in luxurious clothes said to Chen Jiu with a smile on his face: "Friend Daoist, I don't know how Mrs. Gui offended you. If you are so angry, why don't you sit down and let's have a good talk to calm down. "

They would definitely not offend a monk suspected of being a sword cultivator at will. A mere Mrs. Gui would die as soon as she died. As long as they thought about it, there would be another Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Ma.

Chen Jiu rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "On behalf of the Association for the Peaceful Coexistence of Humans and Immortals in the Immortal Cultivation World, I came to seal up Goulan, and the idlers get out of here, or don't blame me for being blind."

The middle-aged monk frowned and asked, "I've never heard of the Peaceful Coexistence Association of Humans and Immortals."

Chen Jiujin stretched out his arms and pointed at him, "Now you have heard that I am the first president, so get out of here."

The monks who were in charge of Goulan looked gloomy. This Human and Immortal Peaceful Coexistence Association was obviously a stunt of this person, and his purpose was to come to Goulan.

Seeing that the discussion failed, the middle-aged monk said to Chen Jiu with a gloomy face: "Fellow Daoist, don't ruin your future. I, Baihuzong, have supported this Goulan for several years. How can I allow others to get involved? I said something nice to you before. If you don't Listen, today this Huai River is your burial place."

Chen Jiu raised his eyebrows, Wu Yun suddenly rose up, covered his body, and smiled at him: "If you dare to threaten the president of the Peaceful Coexistence Association of Human Immortals, you should fight!"

Chen Jiu jumped up from the ground, smashed the ground, and rushed towards the few people.

The aura of the middle-aged monk turned into a roulette in front of him. Just as he was about to stand in front of him, the green-clothed man came over in an instant, smashed the roulette with a punch, and then punched the middle-aged monk directly. Into the Huai River, and quickly chased after.

In just one meeting, the middle-aged monk was beaten like a dead dog by Chen Jiu. He was picked up by the neck by Chen Jiu from the Huai River, and he was thrown aside at will, making the rest of the people terrified.

Such a powerful monk, how dare they stop it, it is really desperate.

Chen Jiu used martial arts to evaporate the water stains on his body, and then smiled at a few people: "If you are sensible, close this hook for me, or you will be beaten."

Force is at the top, how many people dare to disobey, they can only nod quickly, and drive out those rich and noble lords in Goulan one by one.

Chen Jiu watched calmly from the side, while the autumn wind blew, making his clothes rattle.

In fact, what if this hook is turned off now, maybe another hook will appear in a few months.

And those poor women who want to get money, most of them voluntarily go to this Goulan.

In this era, Goulan does have its value.

But Chen Jiu couldn't see it, at least in Qingfeng City, when he came, the gate had to be closed. This was his explanation to Lao Cao, and Chen Jiu couldn't control the rest.

When the weather cleared up, he would go to Lao Cao's grave, and then it was almost time to leave.

Chen Jiu doesn't like this Qingfeng City. The memory of this Qingfeng City is too sad. He doesn't like being sad. Even if he will come every year in the future, he won't stay for too long.

The clouds in the distance flowed, uncertain.

Chen Jiu was standing by the fence, beating Mrs. Gui's body to ashes with a flick of her fingers, and was about to turn around and leave with restrained martial arts.

A green and yellow flying sword came from the sky, arrived in an instant, and suddenly pierced through Chen Jiu's chest, nailing him to death on a boat.

A young monk with long and narrow eyes came from the sky with a smile on his face, looked at them and asked with a chuckle, "Is this the powerful swordsman you just passed on?"

Facing the young sword cultivator from the Baihu Sect, several people dared not kick at him, and quickly praised: "Your Excellency is brave, kill this fellow instantly."

The young monk narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and said with a sarcasm: "Otherwise, relying on you trash, this hook would have been shattered long ago."

Several people did not dare to speak out, so they had to bow their heads and stand aside humbly.

The young monk felt bored and was about to turn around to leave when he suddenly turned his head and narrowed his long and narrow eyes.

The green-clothed man pulled out the blue-yellow flying sword abruptly with his golden arms, and it fell to the ground. With violent martial arts, he crushed the flying sword inch by inch in front of the young monk.

The young monk's long and narrow eyes were narrowed into a line, and when he stretched out his hand, another green and yellow flying sword appeared beside him.

The two faced off.

Afterwards, the green-clothed man Wu Yun was behind him, like a towering mountain, he punched the young sword cultivator's flying sword to shatter, his chest was dented with punch marks, he flew upside down, and smashed the hook.

Chen Jiu's punch was considered a "return gift"!
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