Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 193 He Songling Let the Three Demon Sects Take Off Their Heads

Peng Ju is the most superior corpse among the three corpses. It is located in the human head and damages the upper part of the human body, causing dark eyes, hair loss, bad breath, wrinkled face and falling teeth.

Zhang Junfang, who was revered as the founder of the Three Demon Sects, wrote in his work "Yunji Qiqian": The upper corpse Qingyu called himself Peng Ju, and could transform into nine forms, with a bird's head and a snake's body.

It can change its form and has many uses. It generally has the ability to fly and is commonly used by the disciples of the three demon sects as their main means of attack.

The three leaders of the Demon Sect couldn't stand He Songling's nonsense anymore, so they raised their hands and smeared his face with the flying alien.

"Hey, what is this for?"

The leader of the Three Demon Sect originally thought that with He Songling's level of Taoism, he should be able to dodge or block with ease, and he was even prepared for him to pick up his corpse and throw it back to cover his face.

But he didn't even move, and the upper corpse Peng Ju just hit his face straight away. The remaining force was so strong that it directly separated the neck and head, and flew out as if there was no hindrance.

"Fuck!"

Everyone in the Three Demon Sect was shocked. The leader of the Three Demon Sect rushed forward at the fastest speed and supported He Songling's headless body. His face was full of anxiety and he was at a loss: "No, brother, are you trying to scam me? Are you not scamming me? You...you guys come and have a look!"

The leader of the Three Demon Sect looked back and saw that He Songling's five fellow disciples were standing beside him with their arms folded, watching the show. He thought that the brothers of the Three One Sect were really heartless and ungrateful. It seemed that the rumors in the underworld that the Three One Sect was full of brotherhood and respect for each other were pure nonsense.

“Ah, no…”

The five people from the Sanyi Sect watched the show with their arms crossed, naturally because they were confident. Although they had never seen the ability of He Songling to grow a new head after losing it, the battle on Wudang Mountain made them know that their senior brother would never be killed by such a thing.

"Oh, my senior brother!"

It had to be Zhuge Yuan. After following He Songling for a month, Chun Chun had learned bad things. Zhao Lun was about to tell the leader of the Three Demon Sect that He Songling was fine, but he had already taken the lead and started howling at the top of his lungs.

"My dear senior brother, you took us to travel all over the country. I thought it was going to be a wonderful story, but I didn't expect that we would be harmed by a villain!"

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Zhao Lun and the other three junior brothers looked at Zhuge Yuan in confusion, but when they saw Zhuge Yuan blink, they didn't know what was going on, but the tacit understanding they had developed during their military training made them not hesitate and angrily scolded the Three Demon Sect Leaders: "You monster, you dare to harm my senior brother? I, the Three One Sect, will never stop fighting you!"

They had not received any training from He Songling to liberate their nature, so they still had to maintain some dignity and could not cry loudly. They could only righteously accuse the Three Demon Sects.

“No, I didn’t. I didn’t think, I…” The head of the Yang clan of the Three Demon Sect was a well-known figure in the underworld, but he had never felt so helpless as he did now.

"What are you talking about!" Zhuge Yuan raised his body, pointed at the leader of the Three Demon Sect and cursed: "My senior brother was explaining knowledge to us, and when he was explaining, you suddenly took his life. Even if what he said was wrong, what kind of death penalty is there? I will definitely find my master to seek justice for this matter!" "Ah this, ah me, ah no..." The leader of the Three Demon Sect scratched his head anxiously. Is there anything wrong with what Zhuge Yuan said? Nothing wrong at all. The situation at the scene just now was really like this.

A few high-ranking members of the Three Demon Sects jumped out from the woods and wanted to help persuade them, but they didn't know what to say and were scratching their heads anxiously.

"Master, why are you so impatient? You just beat him to death. How are we going to explain this to Zuo Rutong?" Someone blamed his own master.

"No, I just moved my hand casually, it was no different from patting him. According to the rumors about He Songling on the street, it was not even a tickle. Who knew that he would rip his head off..."

"My poor brother!" Upon hearing this, Zhuge Yuan lay on top of He Songling's chest and cried, "Brother, your spirit is still here. We will definitely ask Master to seek justice for you. Brother, please watch over us in heaven!"

“Look at you!” The man next to him was probably the deputy sect leader or the chief elder. He usually didn’t get along with the position of sect leader, and now he was taking advantage of the sect leader’s weakness and attacking him desperately: “What do you think, what do you think, you were beaten to death, what’s wrong with that? What about Zuo Rutong? Think about it, how many Quanxing monsters there were…”

"Hey, that's not what I meant. What did the sect leader do wrong? He was just saying hello. Who knew he was so vulnerable? Are rumors useful? The rumors about He Songling sounded even more fantastic than Zuo Rutong, but what happened? The sect leader killed him with just one blow."

As soon as the man next to him spoke, the leader of the Three Demon Sect was relieved, but the more he spoke, the more Yang Yingchu felt something was wrong: "From this point of view, Zuo Rutong is probably not that great. If he comes, we will just chop off his head anyway."

"You are talking nonsense and wantonly killing your fellow comrades. Are you Quan Xing?" Yang Yingchu finally couldn't stand these two guys anymore. If they want to usurp the throne, just say so directly. There is no need to use such a vicious method to frame me. "So, brothers, what's going on? Hey, tell me, what's the matter?"

"No way! I will definitely ask my master to wipe out your three demon sects!" Zhuge Yuan jumped up and cursed.

"Stop it, stop it, little brother. If you do this, we will pay you."

"Ah, that's fine." Zhuge Yuan wanted to curse, but he heard a voice in his ear and made a sharp turn of 90 degrees, "You pay three to five million dollars and bury my senior brother in a grand manner, and we'll let this matter go."

"Let's start a war. I want to see what Zuo Rutong is capable of and whether he can withstand my three corpses." The leader of the Three Demon Sect suddenly felt that his back was much straighter.

There's no other way. Even if you put him in an oil press, you won't be able to squeeze out five million dollars!

If they had five million dollars, would they still be willing to stay in a county and practice asceticism? They should have become famous earlier!
The leader of the Three Demon Sect pulled his corpse back and felt a lightness on his head, then he realized something was wrong. This corpse, Peng Ju, had just been like a locomotive, knocking He Songling's head out, and then turned into a black sticky mass wrapped on the ground. It should have brought back He Songling's head.

The leader of the Three Demon Sect had originally planned to use He Songling's dog head to negotiate terms with these disciples of the Three One Sect, but now he sees that it is empty. How can there be any head?

"He Songling, you bastard, are you kidding me?" The three leaders of the Demon Sect widened their eyes.

"Hey, stop talking nonsense. If you take off my head, you have to compensate me!" He Songling's "corpse" lying on the ground spoke.

(End of this chapter)