My talent is resurrection

Chapter 356 Are you trying to piss me off?
Thick black fog, unclear vision, constantly corroding everything, and the stench, like being in a hut.

This is Chen Jiu's evaluation of this small world in the fog. His eyes flickered with golden light, and he looked at Hu Chi who was standing far away from the black fog, and twitched.

"You should really change your name to Lao Ba."

Hu Chi shouted angrily, "When death is imminent, how dare you talk poorly!"

Hu Chi's body suddenly melted into the thick fog and disappeared.

The whole small world in the fog was suddenly dead silent, only the black mist enveloped and swayed, and the invisible black mist seemed to declare Chen Jiu's death sentence again.

Chen Jiu turned his head suddenly, caught Hu Chi's hand protruding towards his head with two fingers, and asked back at the same time: "Why do you all like to do it from behind?"

Hu Chi's body backed away, dissolved into the thick fog again, and disappeared.

Chen Jiu yawned and took a step forward. His martial arts all over his body were like the brightest flames churning, and his golden body instantly rose up.

Hu Chi, who was dissolved in the black mist, was forced to appear, his face was extremely dazed, and he didn't know what happened.

Chen Jiu grinned and said, "You're a ghost, I'm a god, it's reasonable for a god to fight ghosts, right?"

Hu Chi was puzzled, his face horrified, "What do you mean, what kind of technique are you doing?!"

Chen Jiu shook his fist and continued to laugh: "Before I kill you, can you ask who was killed by the team of monks who were rescued by me last month?"

"If what you said is true, I can spare your life." Chen Jiu deliberately added some conditions to make Hu Chi tell the truth.

Hu Chi was startled for a moment, then his face was full of sarcasm, and he sneered.

"So what if I tell you, it was killed by Locking the Dragon Gate, and it was a deliberate attack, just to frustrate your spirit, so that you, a pretentious monk like you, can take a good look at yourself, and don't float to the sky with a little achievement. Compared with Suolongmen, you are still far behind, just like the difference between an ant and a big tree, Suolongmen wants to crush you to death, it can't be easier."

Chen Jiu was expressionless, but commented: "The standard villain speaks before he dies."

Seeing that Chen Jiu was unmoved, Hu Chi's face became more and more angry, and he sneered again: "I'm not afraid to tell you, I personally killed this group of monks, and the male monks knelt down and kowtowed to me before they died, begging me to let them go." Passing his wife, I am soft-hearted, so I will let it go, but I put it under the crotch of the monks under my command. In the end, it seemed that I couldn't bear the humiliation. This woman blew herself up successfully."

Chen Jiu's face gradually turned cold, and the golden light all over his body changed from bright to solid, and he asked word by word.

"You want to piss me off?"

"You did it." Chen Jiu had already pinched Hu Chi's arm, and in his horrified eyes, he pulled it suddenly, blood burst out, and his broken arm flew across.

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In the city, many monks gathered together, regardless of the obstacles of the guarding monks, they walked towards the great hall in the city.

Several onlookers from the aristocratic family were puzzled, and asked someone, "What's going on, what is this?"

The man shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's just a big mess."

The parading monks explained: "In order to abolish the tax increase and seek the well-being of our low-level monks, Mr. Wang has already entered the hall of the Heaven and Man Assembly. Although we little monks have no skills, Mr. Wang has already stood up for us. It's impossible for us to remain silent..."

When the monk said this, his face suddenly became serious, "Even if I die this time, I will have no regrets!"

After saying that, he followed the team in front again and headed towards the main hall.

The children of the aristocratic family were startled, and then discussed: "It seems to be encouraging Mr. Wang, should we go?"

"Go, why don't you go, Mr. Wang is such a nice person, I still want to drink with him in the future, I must help Mr. Wang."

"Then go."

A few monks nodded their heads and followed the monks in front of them to travel together.

"Du Yong, come out to parade!" Several children from the aristocratic family shouted at Du Yong.

Du Yong opened the window, poked his head out, took out the gold vase with a beautiful woman on it, shook his head and said, "I want to read."

The disciples of the low-ranking family shouted: "What book are you reading, come out and cheer Mr. Wang!"

Du Yong's expression lifted, "My father!"

He hurriedly turned down from the window, without asking any questions, just said, "Let's go!"

All of a sudden, low-level monks with no background in the city gathered together and marched towards the main hall in the city.

Some of the descendants of the aristocratic families were talking, and Du Yong asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Wang?"

"I heard that I went to the main hall in the city to fight with heaven and man. What the hell, Mr. Wang is so fierce that even heaven and man dare to fight."

"I have long seen that Mr. Wang is unusual. His eyesight and conversation are different from ours. Mr. Wang even praised me."

"Really, what are you praising you for?"

"Haha, Mr. Wang once said that I am a living treasure."

"Wow, that sounds unusual, but what does Xianshibao mean?"

"I don't know, it should be some kind of amazing baby."

Du Yong felt jealous when he heard it, thinking that he had to ask Chen Jiu to praise him as a treasure in this world.

So it is true that Chen Jiu told them to read more.

The pace of marching monks stopped suddenly. At the very front, an old Nascent Soul stopped the crowd, scratching his fingernails in boredom, and yawned.

"Go away, if you dare to gather people to disrupt the order in the city, then I will kill them all."

The low-level cultivator dared not speak out, but he was unwilling to give up. He looked at the Nascent Soul cultivator standing high with an angry face.

The old man Yuan Ying frowned, "Why, even if you want to die, the ants also want to stand up?"

The low-level cultivator couldn't help shouting: "Mr. Wang will make the decision for us!"

The old man Yuanying smiled sarcastically, "Old man Wang thinks he can't protect himself, and he still makes decisions for you. In this case, I will kill you first, and see if I can make decisions for you."

The old man Yuanying gathered a touch of spiritual energy in his fingers, and he didn't even bother to look at the low-level monks, as if he was killing ants, ready to kill them casually.

The spiritual energy shot away, and the low-level monk's face was horrified, and a flash flashed in front of his eyes.

A man with a cold face received the spiritual energy, waved it away, and then looked at the main hall of the city, his face was slightly wrinkled, and he always felt that there was a familiar atmosphere there.

The old man Yuanying frowned, "Who is it?"

To be able to receive his aura so easily, this person must be unusual, and judging by his face, he should also be a foreign monk, and there has never been such a monk in Nanchuan.

The man turned his head, looked at the old man Yuanying with a flat face, and stretched out his hand, the huge spiritual energy suddenly wrapped around the old man Yuanying's body, causing him to be suddenly pressed down and smashed into the ground.

Only then did the man speak softly.

"Taoist Guan Luling."

(End of this chapter)