The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 252: Fellow Countryman Meets Fellow Countryman
The pain was comparable to the pain of childbirth, and instantly woke Fan Xian up from the joy of revenge.

The unbelievable scene before him made him collapse and roar without even having time to scream.

"Impossible, this is impossible! I blew your head off, how could you still be alive?"

"Fake! Illusion, this must be an illusion!"

It was obvious that he had deliberately used a bullet to blow off Mu Sheng's head just to deal with the strange immortal body of the Siming Cult.

But why hasn’t Mu Sheng died yet?
Fan Xian knelt on the ground holding his little head, looking at the broken human-shaped monster in front of him, and fell into the abyss of despair.

Through the hole in Mu Sheng's chest, Fan Xian could clearly see half a lung, most of the broken spine, and the snowflakes floating behind him.

Even on the opponent's head, thick white liquid was still dripping, and the huge hole was like an eye from hell, staring at him.

“This is simply.”

Although he had read a lot of information about the immortal bodies of the Siming Divine Sect, Si Gu Jian was still inexplicably terrified after seeing it with his own eyes.

This is simply a monster, it is definitely not something that a human being can do.

Even a grandmaster who has long surpassed the physical fitness of ordinary people would never be able to do such a thing.

Not to mention Si Gu Jian, even Wu Zhu’s computer brain in his head seemed to have stopped functioning when he saw this scene.

"Jie Jie"

Looking at the three faces of horror, no, two faces of horror on Fan Xian and Si Gu Jian, and Wu Zhu who had no expression on his face but was obviously slow to react, Mu Sheng couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He liked to give his enemies the deepest despair when they were most proud.

Huh? Is this why villains always talk so much?

No, no, bah, bah, bah, how could I, the great philanthropist Mu, be a villain? This must be an illusion!

Squeak~squeak~

As he laughed, steam began to rise from Mu Sheng's body, and the three fist-sized holes were repairing themselves at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Logically speaking, under such circumstances, Fan Xian and the others should have stopped Mu Sheng.

But among the three, Fan Xian was powerless, Wu Zhu was strong but more cautious, and Fan Xian was too close to Mu Sheng, so he did not dare to attack easily.

As for Si Gu Jian.
"Ding Dong!"

The sword in Si Gu Jian's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Don't get me wrong, he was not afraid at all. It was just that his arm was pierced by Mu Sheng's bone sword and he couldn't hold the hilt for a while.

Seeing Mu Sheng's holey head full of fleshy buds looking towards him, Si Gu Jian quickly picked up the fallen sword and protected Wu Zhu in front of him.

"What the hell is this thing? How can we fight an enemy like this?"

The thought of retreating arose in Si Gu Jian's heart, but strangely, his sword heart did not object.

At the same time, Fan Xian was awakened from despair by the clanging sound of swords. Looking at Mu Sheng's newly grown eyes, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

“The brain isn’t your weakness at all, right?
The cultist warrior who was killed by the shadow, and their actions of deliberately protecting their heads during the battle, are all intentionally misleading us, right?
You have been lying to us, just for the sake of "

Fan Xian couldn't think of why the other party did this. It couldn't be that he just wanted to play a trick on them today, right?

Who would do such a boring thing!
Makisheng: Isn’t it me?
"You're overthinking it. The weakness of the Aberration Warrior is indeed the head. It's just that it's the Aberration Core in the head. Simply cutting off the head is useless."

Mu Sheng explained with a slight shake of his head, seemingly not caring at all about the enemy knowing his weaknesses.

"If you want to truly kill the Deformed Warriors, you have to destroy the Deformed Core in their heads, causing them to die of genetic collapse, or catch them and burn them to ashes."

Aberration? Gene?
After hearing these two words from Mu Sheng's mouth, Fan Xian's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and his pupils shrank unconsciously.

"Gene?"

"What's wrong? This word should be familiar to you, right?"

Mu Sheng looked at Fan Xian and said jokingly, "You even copied out the 900,000-word Dream of the Red Chamber. You can't have forgotten this basic concept of biology, right?"

Dream of the Red Chamber, Biology.
The impact of this short sentence on Fan Xian was like a nuclear bomb exploding in his mind, completely shattering his hope.

"You... you are also a time traveler? You have discovered my identity a long time ago, right?

But why did you do this? Why did you start a war? Why did you force Wan'er and Ruoruo to marry you? "

Fan Xian's defense was broken once again. He didn't understand why Mu Sheng, who was also a time traveler, was targeting him like this.

And why does Mu Sheng have such a powerful golden finger, but he has nothing and can only learn poison techniques and martial arts with great difficulty?

This is not fair!

"What's the reason for this? When fellow villagers meet, they stab each other in the back! Isn't this a normal practice?" Mu Sheng spread his hands.

"It's over. I've heard so many secrets. I'm sure I'll be silenced!"

Although he didn't quite understand what the time travelers were that Mu Sheng and Fan Xian were talking about, Si Gu Jian had already sensed the Death Star flashing above his head.

Just when he was hesitating whether to run away, he saw Fan Xian suddenly rushing towards Mu Sheng shouting, and then he was slapped to the ground.

"Fan Xian!"

Wu Zhu didn't care about anything else when he saw this. Knowing that ordinary physical attacks were useless against Mu Sheng, he took off the eye mask he had been wearing on his head for many years.

Two red hot laser beams burst out instantly and shot towards Mu Sheng's head.

Facing the oncoming laser beam, Mu Sheng raised his left hand to block it in front of him. His arm was instantly burned into charcoal, but then recovered little by little under the effect of the giant's blood.

However, compared with the destructive speed of the laser beam, Mu Sheng's recovery speed was a little slower, and his palm and forearm were destroyed bit by bit.

Before his arm was completely burned, Mu Sheng had already walked in front of Wu Zhu under the laser beam.

"Your scene is finished!"

Mu Sheng grinned, clenched his right fist, and the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of meters was drained in an instant.

A large amount of nuclear radiation energy gathered in Mu Sheng's fist, and then smashed hard into Wu Zhu's chest.

Bang! ! !
The blow was like a cannonball explosion, and instantly a big hole was created in Wuzhu's body. Countless precision machine components flew out along the shock wave and scattered on the white snow.

After the energy core in his chest was destroyed, Wuzhu, the robot, also reached the end. His eyes flashed a few red lights for the last time before finally going out.

Mu Sheng gently pushed Wu Zhu's body to the side of Fan Xian, then took the iron rod from his hand and walked towards Si Gu Jian.

Si Gu Jian, who had just been watching the fight between gods and demons, suddenly realized that his death was approaching.

"Old man, since you just stopped Wu Zhu, I will spare your life!
Come, show me your Si Gu Jian technique a few more times!" Then he stabbed forward with the iron rod. After a while, when he had fully mastered the Si Gu Jian technique, he kicked Si Gu Jian away.

"get out!"

Upon hearing the amnesty, Si Gu Jian no longer cared about his dignity as a grandmaster. He jumped onto the roof and ran away without looking back.

He had already made up his mind. After returning to Dongyi City, he would immediately order Dongyi to show loyalty to Northern Qi. Even if Northern Qi planned to annex Dongyi City, he would not have any objection.

After all, it is better to be annexed while alive than to have your land occupied after all your people are dead.

"It's boring. This farce should end."

The cult warriors who received Mu Sheng's order no longer hid. The rebels who followed Chen Pingping and others to attack the palace suffered heavy losses immediately, and the entire situation began to change one-sidedly.

"Dean, we can't go any further, let's retreat!"

As the number of enemies around them increased, the Black Knights realized something was wrong.

"No, something might have happened to Fan Xian and the others. If we have to leave, we have to take Fan Xian with us!" Chen Pingping's face was gloomy.

Judging from the current situation, Fan Xian and his team's action was likely to have failed. Although he didn't know what happened, he would never give up on Fan Xian.

"Leave? You can't go anywhere!"

Just then, four strange figures walked out from the intersection ahead.

The four-armed man looked at the one-armed shadow and smiled, revealing his eight fangs: "You ran away last time, but you won't be so lucky this time! Iron Bull!"

"Moo!"

Upon receiving the order, the Iron Ox kicked its hooves, leaving spider-web-like cracks on the ground. Its body instantly rushed out and crashed straight into Chen Pingping.

The other three followed closely behind!
Seeing this, Shadow pushed Chen Pingping's wheelchair away and rushed forward with his sword. He didn't expect to meet these monsters here again, and he also wanted to avenge his broken arm.

Although Shadow was not careless this time, his opponent had secretly upgraded.

After a dozen moves, Shadow lost another body part, his head.

After losing Shadow, a ninth-rank master, the remaining black knights could no longer withstand the attacks of the deformed warriors.

Soon, all the men brought by Chen Pingping were slaughtered.

"What should we do with this old eunuch?"

"Take him back first and put him in jail!"

A few days later, at noon.

The heavy snow a few days ago melted into snow water under the last residual heat of the earth and the trampling of passers-by, and mixed with the sludge in Caishikou to turn into black water.

Then, it freezes into ice in the increasingly cold weather, and people can fall head over heels if they are not careful.

"The people from the Street Office didn't even organize to clean up the snow, so I fell several times. It's really bad luck."

"They are still clearing the snow. The clerks of the Street Office and the people from the Water Conservancy Bureau above don't know how many people have died. They don't care about these things."

"Those clerks in the Street Office can also be related to the Supervisory Council? Is this true? What can they do?"

"Not only for this reason, I heard that the Supervisory Council and Prime Minister Lin rebelled, which made His Majesty furious! He ordered an investigation of all officials, and anyone who abused their power to gain more than a hundred taels of silver was dragged out and beheaded."

"Beheading for a hundred taels? Then all the officials in Kyoto will be killed. Wouldn't that cause chaos?"

"What a mess! It's hard to find a three-legged frog, but there are so many scholars who want to be officials. Let alone officials, even the clerks below, there are so many people trying their best to get in."

"If that's the case, why didn't you do it this way before?"

"You are stupid. If a petty official can embezzle more than 100 taels of silver, then those high-ranking officials must have embezzled hundreds of thousands of taels. Who would make a law to execute one's own people?
If it weren't for the rebellions that happened one after another, Your Majesty wouldn't have seen through the true colors of these officials and issued such an order!"

"Your Majesty is wise. These corrupt officials should have been beheaded long ago."

"Here they come, here comes the person who will be beheaded today!"

The people who were watching the excitement all looked towards the intersection and saw prison vans being escorted to Caishikou under the guard of the army.

Yan Ruohai, with a dirty face, was pushed out of the prison van by the soldiers and walked towards the execution platform at Caishikou.

These days in prison, he has been thinking, if he had not provoked Northern Qi in order to avenge his son, would there have been no battle of Cangzhou later.

Wouldn't that evil guy Mu Sheng have never come to Kyoto? Qing Kingdom wouldn't have been messed up by him, and they wouldn't have ended up like this.

But is it wrong for him to want revenge for his son?
"Walk faster!" the soldier behind him shouted at him again.

Yan Ruohai took a few quick steps and knelt down in the last row, with many of his colleagues and subordinates in the Supervisory Council in front of him.

"Are you Yan Ruohai?"

A simple and honest voice came from behind him. Yan Ruohai turned his head and saw a man in his forties who looked very honest.

Who is this person? The demon's subordinate?
As if he saw Yan Ruohai's surprise, the man continued: "Don't think about it, you haven't seen me, but you must want to see me.

I am the one who killed your son in Shangjing City, and I led my men to eliminate all your spies in Northern Qi."

The enemy who killed his son was right in front of him, but Yan Ruohai acted strangely calm. He just stared at the man for a while before asking, "Why?"

"Why did you kill your son? It was to avenge my daughter at first."

The honest man simply described the origin of the matter. Yan Ruohai never expected that all this was caused by a spy plundering other people's land.

This was really unacceptable to him!
".After the hatred subsided, it was all about why! Why can we barely make ends meet even after trying our best, and still be told that we are not working hard enough.

Why do some people get everything when they are born, but still have to snatch the little money and food that save their lives from us?

Why do we have to let the common people suffer when there are difficulties, and prioritize the heroes when there are benefits?
Why do people who do essential work become heroes? Is it because they don’t get paid? Or do they not enjoy any special privileges?”

Wang Laoshi looked at Yan Ruohai's surprised look and suddenly felt bored. How could the other party understand their thoughts?

"Well, you don't understand. You are the high-ranking beneficiary and you can't see the insects struggling in the mud.

Watch as the sun's rays illuminate the entire world!"

Wang Laoshi said this and turned to leave.

"It's noon, execution!"

After the ghost-head knife flashed a bright light in the sun, Yan Ruohai's head fell to the ground with a clang. After rolling a few times, it stopped moving.

　I feel depressed today and can’t make up for it!
　　This world is about to end again. Ever since I got my ankle chopped off for subscribing to a post in the last world, I feel weak every time I change worlds.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)