Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 331 A bald man emerged from the crowd

"Yes, yes, goodbye, goodbye!"

The two brothers Liuyunjian had no idea what He Songling meant by this. Who has made friends with the evil? There was a guy named Li Muxuan before, who was not a Quan Xing person. It was just because his master was Wang Yaozu that we didn't play with him.

Hey, if I tell him this, will he praise me?

Zhang Dong thought about it but didn't say anything. He drew his sword, bowed to He Songling, and turned away with his junior brother.

Although according to He Songling, there was nothing wrong with what they did, and they should even be commended for speaking out, but after just a few simple encounters, Zhang Dong was already certain that the rumors about He Songling in the martial arts world were not necessarily false in the good parts, but were definitely true in the bad parts.

This guy is a complete psychopath.

He attacked without any warning, and after showing off his terrifying skills, he turned around and chased the people away, as if the purpose of doing this was just to show off.

How can you talk to someone who can do such a thing? You know what you said is not clear, and he will beat you up.

We can't beat him, and what if he really gets sick and kills both of us?
If you can't win, begging for mercy is not shameful. The spirit of a sword cultivator who would rather break than bend is only for outsiders. Didn't you see that this person also has sword energy? He is one of us. It is not shameful to bow to one of us.

He Songling didn't take it seriously. He wasn't really standing up for Li Muxuan, but maybe just for the unfair world.

Li Muxuan had his own grievances, but he also had his own shitty moments. He Songling believed that if Li Muxuan's experience happened to others, those righteous disciples who mocked him in the early stage should bear some responsibility.

But he didn't believe that Li Muxuan became like this because of others.

What kind of person is Li Muxuan? He can’t learn well in the Trinity School, and he can’t be corrupted by the Quanxing School. Zuo Ruotong can’t teach him, Wang Yaozu can’t take him in, and Wu Gensheng can’t save him. This is the value of being an immortal.

As the old saying goes, they are easily infected!
As long as Li Muxuan didn't want to, he would never do it. This guy was different from Liang Ting, a psychopath who cared about other people's eyes. He was just a child who was upset.

But he himself is already an adult and has been an adult for many years.

Mr. Dongshan taught him, Zuo Rutong warned him, and even Wang Yaozu reminded him, but he just refused to do it. This shows that he deserved it.

So, when it comes to the group of people who isolated Li Muxuan in the early days, He Songling really doesn't intend to take care of it. But of course, since there are thirty-six thieves among them, that's another matter. As for Lin Zifeng's senior brother Zhang Dong, he was simply implicated.

After beating up another one of the thirty-six thieves, He Songling continued walking aimlessly. These days were already quite unstable. Although the Japanese had not yet invaded on a full scale, they could be seen everywhere.

He Songling killed every person he met.

This good time will not last for many days. There is no large-scale organized Japanese army in the south, nor are there many heavy weapons, so it is easy to kill them. It will not be so easy to kill the Japanese in the future.

"Pfft!"

That day, not far from Wuxi City, He Songling clawed out the heart of the last standing Japanese soldier. Around him, there were already scattered Japanese corpses. In addition to some armed protection forces, the most important thing among this group of people was that there were two bacteria experts who came from the base camp on Dongdao Island. It was obvious what they were doing.

He Songling would rather let those Japanese soldiers with guns escape than let these two bastards live. In the end, one had his heart gouged out alive, and the other had his skull shattered and his brain exploded. Finally, their bodies were crushed and compressed into two bricks, and then set on fire.

It's not that He Songling has to be so cruel. He really doesn't need to use the same method as the Japanese, but he has to make sure that these two people must die completely and prevent the aliens from extracting technology and materials from their bodies.

We have to be on guard against the emergence of characters like Japan's Xia He.

Although there is neither the Soul-Clearing Art nor the Double-Handed Hand now, the methods of the extraordinary people are strange and varied. Let alone the current He Songling, even if he really becomes an immortal, he cannot say that he knows all the applications of Qi.

It’s better to destroy it completely.

"Quack, quack, quack."

Just as He Songling finished dealing with the two old Japanese devils, he heard applause coming from behind him.

"You took so long to come out. I thought you didn't dare to show up." He Songling said without turning his head.

He Songling is not like the three masters of Longhu Mountain, who can invade the surrounding area for a long time without being noticed. That is because the three masters of Longhu Mountain are all focused on the cultivation of life, and their methods, apart from thunder magic talismans, are limited to the eight great Taoist magic spells, and they don't know many fancy things.

Since He Songling learned the art of looking at qi, combined with the fortune-telling technique of the Iron Plate Immortal Master and the magician's Qimen Bureau, he has the ability to directly sense the breath of people within a radius of one or two kilometers. After cultivating the golden elixir in the Baiyun Temple in the capital, the Yang Shen had a little scalp, and it was further improved.

The innate spirit allowed him to completely control the range of his senses, and the previous flaw of the Qi-watching technique, which required him to see with his eyes to observe the specific movement of Qi, was gone. Now, as long as he used all his strength to move Qi, no one within a few kilometers could escape.

Now that he was killing the devils, he naturally raised his early warning awareness to the highest level. He had long sensed a huge Qi coming out of Wuxi City and following him stealthily. He thought that the devils had arrived early, but he didn't expect that he hadn't taken action, so He Songling ignored it.

"I came out early because I was afraid of disturbing Mr. He's fight. I was even more afraid that Mr. He would just treat me as an enemy and shoot me."

A bald man in a khaki robe came out from behind a low hill. At first glance, he looked like a monk, but He Songling could see that he clearly did not have the aura of someone who had practiced Buddhism.

"You're not safe now."

He Songling didn't bother to be polite with this man. He set up a formation to trap this world. Then ten heavy mortars were summoned, covering the man's figure in all directions from the sky to the ground.

"Tell me, what are you doing here?"

The moment he was covered by He Songling's strange array, the bald man felt cold all over, his hair stood up, as if he was being stared at by something extremely terrifying. He held his legs tightly and gave up the idea of ​​running away. But when he was targeted by the ten cannons, he could not even run away, his legs were so weak that it was difficult for him to even stand.

"No, no, Mr. He, calm down, I work for Shopkeeper Liu of the inn!"

(End of this chapter)