I will Bury the Gods Chapter 82: : Diligent words

The owner of the village has a hobby of fighting beasts. He likes to watch ferocious prey fight and tear each other into **** stumps. The most ferocious creature in his collection is this dragon.

This is something even he dared to face only under the protection of the spell.

The place where it is imprisoned is heavily ironed and chained, just to ensure that nothing will go wrong.

The mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole were behind him, and when he was staring at Mu Shijing with all his attention, he realized belatedly that this ferocious monster had opened its **** mouth behind it.

"It...how is it here?"

The pupils under the owner's mask were unspeakably frightened. He turned his head, stared at Mu Shijing, and shouted, "You let it out?!"

"Like it?"

Mu Shijing's bluffing sword had already been lowered, her brows were gentle, she slowly retracted the sword into its sheath, and asked a question.

"Are you...crazy?" The owner was full of anger, but he couldn't think of other adjectives.

"In the past, I didn't know the joy of fighting animals with humans, so I wanted to see it." Mu Shijing smiled slightly.

The owner has no time to scold her.

In the past, he also tortured Qiaolong cruelly in order to wear off its ferociousness. Now, all the torture has turned into angry waves from Qiaolong's mouth. Knowing the power and terror of this ominous creature, the owner of the villa immediately concentrated on casting the spell.

But he soon discovered that all his spells had failed.

Did Mu Shijing undo the spell in its body? How...how is it possible!

Qiaolong's body hidden under the water moves at high speed, it swings its body, rises high, and bites! The owner dodged to dodge, and quickly pulled out the sword under the black robe and stabbed it in the eyes. Qiaolong sneered, shook his head like a hammer, and shook it hard. After colliding with the sword several times, it was blown away.

Don't look at this dragon's bulky body, its movements are extremely flexible. The front yard of the villa looks small, but it is enough to become its hunting ground!

The owner of the village has no sword, so he has no choice but to move around, run away, and wait for an opportunity to use spells to attack.

Qiaolong's skin is rough and fleshy, and the owner's attack is not painful to it, but the sharp teeth of Qiaolong may send him into the nether **** at any time.

For the first time, he felt that the scale armor was a burden.

The scale armor couldn't resist the terrifying bite of the dragon. On the contrary, its weight slowed down his pace. With the Zhuang Zhu Yuanchi Realm, escaping from this evil dragon is not a problem, but now...

Cruel massacres took place in the court.

The owner's black robe has long been tattered, and most of the scales have been crushed by teeth, with blood overflowing, and his mask was quickly lifted off. Face, he ran and screamed, his Yuan Chi realm cultivation base was useless under the claws of the evil dragon.

Lost his mask, he didn't even dare to look directly at Mu Shijing. He looked at Mu Shijing's long shadow and said sharply:

"I don't know what method you used to subdue it, but you must understand that if you raise a tiger for trouble, it will be eaten by the tiger sooner or later. If you let such a fierce animal out, it will definitely cause harm to the world. You...you witch, How is it different from me?"

The servants next to him saw the misery of the owner, and they all shrank in the corner of the yard in fright, leaning against the wall, holding their heads, not daring to move.

"The witch? Is it a witch again..."

Mu Shijing shook her head lightly, she looked at Qiaolong, hooked her hands, "Get down."

Under the shocked and speechless eyes of the owner, Qiaolong stopped chasing and killing, and got down obediently. Mu Shijing gave a few more instructions, and Qiaolong followed them one by one, just like a well-trained Loyal dog.

The Aortic Dragon bloodline is already so powerful, but Mu Shijing completely suppressed it!

When the owner saw this, he didn't understand. His fear of Qiaolong disappeared, because he already knew deeply that the truly terrifying thing was clearly the stunning girl in front of him...

"You...what kind of monster are you?"

Every bone of the owner was aching. At the critical moment of life and death, he came up with a terrible thought: Maybe this girl is the ultimate creature that the Linian sect dreams of!

This kind of legendary monster is now very close, even... so young!

Nightmare, what a nightmare...

The owner of the villa knew that he had to convey this news to the Sect Master of the Lined Sect who was still in the sacred mountain!

Qiaolong tore his scales, he endured the severe pain, his body suddenly curled up, his organs squeezed into a ball... This is the skill of shrinking bones, he wants to escape from this set of scales.

The owner of the villa did it, his shrunken body squeezed out from the armor, his figure was like a meatball, he bounced up abruptly, crossed the gap between the dragon's sharp claws, and fled towards the outside of the village.

"You wait for me!" Before escaping, he did not forget to let go of his harsh words.

But wait no more.

While Mu Shijing looked into the distance calmly, the death certificate came out of its scabbard and slashed at the air.

The owner's head was cut off with a sword, and it was lifted high by the blood spurting from his neck, like a kick kicked towards the sunset.

The sword flies back, shakes the blood, and puts it into the sheath.

Mu Shijing stood in front of the court, like an empress who controls the world, even a mighty dragon must kneel in front of her.

The other servants looked at her tremblingly, and knelt down one after another.

They thought they would be eaten, but the dragon didn't even look at them. It finished its visit, retreated obediently into the water, swam back to its lair, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The lamp-holding mother-in-law sat slumped on the ground, overly frightened, as if she had aged a hundred years.

"Choose a day to preside over the ceremony of the Holy Son."

Mu Shijing only said one thing to her.

She walked back to the palace, and stood in the two stone pagodas again to look at the clouds, which were dark blue in color.

She caused a big incident here, but she is not worried about the revenge of the Linzong, because even for the Linzong, she is far more important than Xiaoxiao like the owner.

But for some reason, the image of the dragon rising up in the fish marsh and faintly appearing behind the owner of the village lingered in her mind, she muttered to herself:

"The mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind... who is behind me?"

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Longlin Town.

Lin Shouxi stayed here for two days as a fairy.

During the past two days, the monsters in the Devil's Nest hadn't moved much, and he had nothing to do in his spare time. Apart from practicing, he taught Xiaoyu to practice swords, and occasionally supervised Sanhuamao's writing.

The three-flowered cat did not return to Xiancun in the name of the imperial conquest. Although Xiancun wrote several letters, it ignored it.

In the early morning of this morning, Longlin Town was covered in a layer of smog. Lin Shouxi looked at the deep cliff in a narrow room, and casually took the paper handed by Sanhuamao, on which was written his general idea.

Lin Shouxi flipped through the pages casually, shook his head and said, "Ling Qiu finally reunited with his lover who had been separated for many years, why did he hook up with this Goddess Emperor again within two chapters? Are you still human as the male protagonist? Just accept it, and you still have to make an inch."

"This goddess is the lord of all dragons, a real dragon girl." Sanhuamao said cheerfully, and asked, "What? Don't you think the Dragon Goddess Emperor is not good?"

"Well, it's good, but..." Lin Shouxi always felt that something was wrong.

"Is it okay?" Sanhuamao said, "This is the real... just accept it!"

Lin Shouxi was too lazy to argue with it, so he sneered, threw the manuscript back to Sanhuamao, and gave it the evaluation of "Toilet Bible", so angry that the cat stretched out its sharp claws on its foot pads, and flew towards him to duel.

Sanhuamao was no match for him, so he quickly pinched the back of the neck and subdued it on the spot.

But how can Sanhuamao be convinced? It immediately questioned Lin Shouxi:

"Hmph, I see that you are upright and awe-inspiring, and I don't know if you will be as debauched as Ling Qiu in the future!"

"Of course not." Lin Shouxi shook his head.

Xiaohe's marriage certificate is still close to his body, how can he accommodate others in his heart?

Not long after, the Zhan Gong Sword began to flicker again.

"Why does it keep flashing back and forth? You said it's not a meteorite, so could it be a firefly?" Sanhuamao asked curiously. It wanted to put its hand on the sword, but was caught by Lin Shouxi. Stop it.

"Write your book." Lin Shouxi said lightly.

The three-flowered cat left aggrieved. It stared at Lin Shouxi and grinned. It angrily decided to assign him a role in the book, a role that the cat would keep in a cage and play with all day long!

Thinking of this, it became happy again, full of passion for writing.

Lin Shouxi put his hand on the sword, and the picture in his mind quickly became clear.

Today's Xiaoyu kneels obediently in front of the ancient sword, her ponytail is tied up, and her white sword jacket is neat and tidy. She is holding a wooden sword for practice, and her upright expression reveals flying pride.

"First use the sword that I taught you yesterday." Lin Shouxi said.

Xiaoyu obediently responded, she picked up the wooden sword, and swung it step by step, her moves were orderly, and she had improved a lot from the horrific appearance two days ago.

"Well, not bad." Lin Shouxi praised him.

"My brother taught me well." Xiaoyu said immediately.

"I asked you to practice the second sword scripture too, have you... practiced?" Lin Shouxi asked again.

"Of course!" Xiaoyu clenched her fists and said proudly, "Brother asked me to practice, of course I have practiced!"

"Have you worked so hard?" Lin Shouxi was a little surprised, and asked: "There are more than 30 changes in the moves, have you memorized them all?"

"Of course, I'm talented!" Xiaoyu said with her hands on her hips.

"Okay, let's do it again." Lin Shouxi said.

Xiaoyu immediately swung her sword and danced. She is a little young and her movements are still immature, but it is not easy to do this in such a short period of time. Lin Shouxi nodded frequently, feeling relieved that she found her way back, And he was also keenly aware that this little girl has good bones and is an excellent material for sword practice.

Just as he was about to give a few compliments, he realized something was wrong——I saw Xiaoyu danced her sword, while her eyes were wandering, absent-minded, as if she was secretly looking somewhere, the more the moves behind her, the more frequently her eyes moved .

Lin Shouxi understood something, he sighed and shouted: "Stop."

"What's the matter, brother?" Xiaoyu ran to the sword in small steps, a little nervous.

"It's nothing." Lin Shouxi said, "Turn your back and dance the sword again."

"Hey, why do you have to turn your back on your back."

"Don't talk nonsense, just do what you are asked to do." Lin Shouxi was very strict.

Xiaoyu agreed weakly, she turned her back and began to dance the sword. As expected, after a few moves, her movements became visibly stiff. ghost dance.

"Okay, that's it." Lin Shouxi sighed.

"I... I'm a little nervous, my brother is fierce to me, so my mind is a little blank... I'll go back and practice again today, and I'll be fine tomorrow!" Xiaoyu said falteringly.

"Then you go and take off the fingers stuck on the wall first." Lin Shouxi said.

Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then said oh, and got up silently.

Lin Shouxi looked at her from the perspective of the sword, so he could only see half of the room. Xiaoyu obviously guessed this, and she pasted the moves on the back wall to prevent herself from forgetting... But she This little trick was easily spotted.

Xiaoyu tore off the paper one by one ~IndoMTL.com~ and folded them up. She knelt back before the sword and presented them to Lin Shouxi.

"I...I really can't remember." Xiaoyu said aggrievedly with tears in her eyes.

"Xiaoyu, if you are in front of me, my brother will definitely smash your ass." Lin Shouxi spoke harshly, but he sighed in his heart. He also felt that he had failed, and this failure gave birth to anger. The slackness of her, even more angry at her cheating.

"Woo...Brother, Xiaoyu made a mistake, Xiaoyu dare not do it again." She softly begged for mercy.

Lin Shouxi is a soft-eared person, and he wouldn't really blame her, but now he is angry, and his words are getting harsher:

"Forget it, don't call me brother."

Xiaoyu knelt before the sword, tightened her clothes, and was silent for a while.

Lin Shouxi looked at her, wondering if he was speaking too seriously, so Xiaoyu opened his mouth and said in a tentative tone:

"That's... Master?"