Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 160 Lu Jin will definitely be beaten
"Ouch!"

The fat boy’s hands were handcuffed behind his back and pressed against the door panel of the mountain gate. He screamed in pain, “What are you doing? Let me go! My hands are going to break. Let me go!”

Behind him and on his wrist, there was nothing.

That's natural. Now He Songling has reached the true third level. He can use all kinds of magic and Qi-activating techniques at will. He can release Qi with just a thought.

And this little fat guy is only at the first level. It seems that he is even worse than Lu Jinqiang who was slapped and cried by Zhang Zhiwei in the Lu family compound more than ten years ago. How could he possibly withstand the control of He Songling's third level.

"You are such a noob, yet you still want to represent the Sanyi Sect to keep the enemy out?" He Songling looked at this little fat man he had never seen before and laughed, "When did you become a disciple? I see you are almost twenty years old, but you are still at the first level at such an old age. Your father-in-law didn't teach you seriously."

"Bullshit! Don't insult my old mentor with your stinky mouth!" The little fat boy's eyes turned red, and he struggled to get rid of He Songling's control. Of course, the result was useless. Most things in the world are not subject to subjective will.

"Damn it, don't think you can come here and act wildly just because you have some ability. I also tell you that the Sanyi Sect is the best sect in the world. When more than a hundred brothers and sisters in my sect rush over, I will see how you die!"

"Tsk, do you think I don't know what this place is? Since I dared to come here, I must have made full preparations. You never expected that someone inside your sect had already poisoned you. Not to mention you bunch of useless disciples, even Lao Zuo can't move."

He Songling stood behind with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, and saw that someone in the square of Sanyi Gate had already noticed something was wrong and rushed over. He shook his head secretly, thinking that after not coming back for so long, Sanyi Gate was still like this, and Lao Zuo protected the disciples too well.

Let alone the evil cult of the Medicine Immortal Society, or the more brutal sects of the Tang Sect and the Lu Family, let's just say that when I used the escape technique to get there, a group of people surrounded me. The Sanyi Sect was just around the corner, but no one came to see me for a long time.

The brains of those who really practice Taoism are really crazy.

"Just wait to say goodbye to your beloved master's body. Don't worry, kid, I will spare your life. Come and seek revenge on me if you have the ability, hehehe..."

He Songling laughed as if he had three or five Soul Hall elders in his mouth.

"You!" The little fat boy was so anxious that he almost cried out when he heard this.

"Oh, what a rare guest! You, the great immortal He, actually dare to return to Trinity Gate?" Shui Yun walked forward with a smile and looked at the fat boy who was restrained by He Songling: "What's going on? Why are you holding my Junior Brother Zhuge here?"

"Shuiyun, die!" He Songling screamed strangely, walked forward and punched Shuiyun. Shuiyun floated like a kite, and was sent flying into the sky by He Songling's punch.

"Hey hey hey, what are you doing? Put me down!" Shuiyun also shouted in the air.

At this time, He Songling released the shackles of the little fat man. He thought that the obvious play between him and Shuiyun should make him understand that he was one of them. But he didn't expect that the little fat man was so fierce, and he just had his back to him, so he didn't see the play between him and Shuiyun clearly, and heard him shouting "Shuiyun, die!"

Blue light flashed in his eyes at that time, and he made a gesture with one hand, and with a "swoosh" sound, a strange formation was deployed.

"If you step into the evil door, you will die! Kun character, Tuheche!" "Oh my god! Who has been taking care of this little fat boy since he was brought in? Why is he so fierce?"

He Songling felt as if the ground beneath his feet was collapsing and the earth was turning over. The dirt and clods of earth formed into a huge snake, pressing down on his head.

He stamped his feet lightly, without any movement, and saw the cracked and surging ground around him as if it was pressed down by a huge invisible hydraulic press, unable to move at all, and slowly returning to its original state.

"This... is impossible!" The little fat man's face flushed red, and he tried desperately to stop He Songling from pressing down the earth, but it was all in vain. The earth was still pressed down on the ground bit by bit. Not only that, it was even flatter than before it was uncovered.

"You are clearly in an unlucky position, how can you solve my Qimen changes! What kind of Qimen are you practicing?"

"How can I understand Qimen?" He Songling was amused, patted the little fat man's shoulder and asked him to put his hand down, "I don't care about you, I will just use Qi to suppress you. From the Zhuge family of the Wuhou faction?

Boy, if you enter the Xuanmen, you must know that cultivating your nature and life is the most important thing for us Xuanmen people. Forget about your fancy tricks. If the old prime minister had exercised more, he would not have died so early. If he had not died so early, he would have revived the Han Dynasty and written in history as a victor. "

"You... who are you?" The little fat man opened his mouth wide and stared at He Songling blankly.

He was not stupid. Even at this point, He Songling did not take any drastic measures, which showed that he was not an enemy at all.

At this time, Shuiyun, who had flown the kite, also fell from the sky. He somersaulted in the air and landed steadily next to He Songling. He looked at He Songling and Junior Brother Zhuge in surprise, "What's going on? Why did you fight?"

"It's okay, just kidding." He Songling waved his hands, "Master, maybe you are too old and have Alzheimer's disease? It's fine to accept Lu Jin. After all, the Lu family is close to our neighborhood. Then why don't the Zhuge family in Sichuan accept people?
Others can't even learn the family tradition, how can they learn the third level of reverse life? Look at this kid, he's such a loser, he hasn't even made it past a single level at his age."

"You are the only one who can say such a thing. How many of our fellow disciples have passed the second level? Among more than a hundred people, there are only a little over ten." Shui Yun was speechless. "Brother, come here. I will teach you to meet him. This is Brother He Songling. Call him."

"Ah? Traitorous senior brother!" Junior Brother Zhuge blurted out.

"Brother Laiyun, tell me, who deceived this kid?" He Songling's face darkened immediately. "It's okay if he's stunned, but why is he still ignorant?"

"Who else could it be? The master has so many disciples, and as the head instructor, I can't manage them all. Uncle Master, Big Brother, and Chang Qing all have their own tasks. As for those who are just starting to learn, shouldn't Lu Jin take care of them?" Shui Yun spread his hands.

Junior Brother Zhuge also knew that he had said the wrong thing. He was about to cry, and he burst into tears: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said that. Please don't blame Senior Brother Lu..."

"Hey, don't worry. You are young, and I don't blame you, but Lu Jin definitely can't run away." He Songling stretched out his hand and grabbed into the air, and then he heard a scream from the square in the distance, coming from far away and flying quickly.

When Shuiyun and Junior Brother Zhuge looked up again, they saw Lu Jin floating in the air, unable to move.

(End of this chapter)