"To eliminate these worries, there is nothing that does not require blood. Sometimes even thousands of lives have to be used to exchange for results. If you don't want to kill people, then nothing can be done. The storytellers on the streets will not tell you that the peaceful and prosperous times are actually exchanged for blood, but whether you know it or not, this will never change."

The boy holding the knife frowned: "What is the peaceful and prosperous era in your heart?"

“It’s very simple.”

The scholar in the green robe was calm and said calmly: "The troops went to the Western Regions, siege the alien races, ordered the Southern Su and Northern Tang to remove the titles, hand over the seals, and summarize the military power. The officials of the government were appointed by the court, just like the other governments, and were under the jurisdiction of the court. The eight gold surnames were demoted to white, breaking the four caste system, and being equal to the common people. The most important thing is that the martial arts sects in the world were disbanded, hunting swords and swords, and salt and iron were taken into the state's exclusive management. The common people were not allowed to possess or cast weapons and weapons except agricultural tools, and those who violated the disputes were not forgiven!"

"At this point, the world will no longer need to be inherited and replaced by the generals in the country. They must be removed. Those who are loyal to the court will return to their hometowns and become farmers. Those who are arrogant and unscrupulous will use their leaders to serve as a warning! The military power will be returned to His Majesty the Emperor, and there will be no danger in all directions. Most of the soldiers will be removed from their armor and farmers and work hard to produce. This is the real peace in the world!"

He finished speaking in one breath without thinking.

The boy holding the knife was extremely shocked and could not speak for a moment.

"If you and I have the wrong era, let's turn this era around, how about?"

When the boy holding the knife heard this, he raised his eyes slightly, and a shiny light shot out from his eyes.

The scholar in the green robe smiled and splattered, as if something had come out of his arms. He said in the wind: "Have you heard of what is 'Vajra is indestructible, sprinkling beans into soldiers'?"

Mu Canghai remembered the sporadic words of the Bao Bao before his death. Then he confirmed them with the green-robed scholar's theory, and was even more convinced that he guessed that the secret that this guy knew must be related to the strange appearance of the cat boss? The most unhealthy is also related to "Bixia Seal Record"! It is even possible that these two are all closely connected!

If that's the case, then what he is holding in his hand at this moment should be an important message like the treasure map!

As soon as he thought of this, Mu Canghai turned over and jumped up, reached out and shouted, "Give it!"

Hong Cancan glanced at her evil eyes and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The scholar in the green robe and the young man holding the knife had already set out to catch up with the enemy, and the scholar in the green robe was just an old arm.

"I've told you a long time ago." He turned his head and smiled at the knife-holding boy, "This person is not a simple person. He should start when he has the chance. It's trouble now!"

Mu Canghai has been in the industry for more than ten years, and he has always been the only one who is a ghost. However, today he was plotted by a junior in the martial arts world and laughed angrily: "It's not easy for you! Hand over that thing obediently, I will leave you a whole body."

Who knew that the scholar in the Qing robe shrugged his shoulders and didn't care at all. He smiled at the young man and said, "It's good to kill this person and treat it as a letter of fame for us to join us. I will share with you the shocking secret of this reverse era, and from now on, let us create our own era with our own hands!"

Mu Canghai couldn't help but feel pity for these two ignorant boys.

If they were not fools who had been out of the world on the first day, they would begin to regret being born after hearing the seven words "Mu Canghai, the Lord of Shura Prison".

Mu Canghai, who has been traversing evil paths for more than ten years, has made the world's warriors frightened by the news, never missed such a scene.

"...This is the first time since I came out of the world, someone wants to use my head as a sign of apology."

He hugged his arms and sneered, hiding the cold and internal strength of the Yin and Cold, a faint green air appeared under his skin, a bunch of muscles in his body, and his bones clattered, and his whole body looked suddenly thinner and longer.

After the flesh tightened, the hair seemed to stand up, like a steel-sliced ​​needle.

His face has not changed. His facial features are exposed to the flesh, and his mouth and nose are even more protruding and pointed. The tail of his eyes is slanted, and there is an orange-red light flashing in his pupils. Half a human and half a ghost, just like the Shura Li Demon.

Now, there is no need to ask which Mu Canghai it is. Only the master of Shura Prison in the world can achieve the ultimate power, and this kind of virtue will be!

Even his younger brother Mu Qiutao can only have sharp bone claws and cannot stimulate hair like a steel needle!

The scholar in the green robe and the boy holding a knife looked at each other and both changed color.

Imagine the warm and sticky feeling of fingers entering the flesh, and a strange excitement flashed through Mu Canghai's heart.

His fingers were splitting bones and flesh for a long time, and his nails were curved like eagles' claws, and his thick yellow and smooth keratinous hyperplasia were extremely tightly integrated with his fingers. The first knuckles were scary, and his fingertips were flat like shovels and pointed like hooks. As the fingers rubbed, there was a crackling sound like bone horns, which made people chill.

"Under my husband's 'Shura Bone Claw', there is no complete corpse!"

He spoke like chewing, sizzling, saliva flowing from his teeth, a twisted and cruel smile appeared on his tight corners of his mouth and cheeks, and his orange and red eyes were as ferocious as strange beasts: "This is the only benefit I have given you, please sign up! Even if the corpse is gone, it is better to write two surnames on the tomb."

The scholar in the green robe looked pale and his whole body was trembling slightly. Mu Canghai thought he was frightened, but the scholar suddenly burst into laughter and kept laughing for a long time. After a moment, he said, "Is the name? My uncle is Zhao Qiansun Li, you remember it."

The boy holding the knife carried the knife on his shoulder, and seemed bored, sneered: "My name is Wang Ermazi. Is this OK?"

As he said that, he tsk and danced his sword in the wind: "You are a famous person on the evil path. If you want to kill, you can kill him. How come you can talk so much nonsense!"

Mu Canghai could hardly believe his ears. He was stunned and forgot to take action. However, he heard the scholar in the green robe say coldly: "You are a dying person, so you can tell your name to you. What's the use?"

Turning his head and laughed at the young man with a knife: "You still say this is not God's will? This guy is a villain in the world. He is very capable. Killing him is not only a way for heaven, but also means that you and I should do this, and big things will be accomplished!"

"boast!"

Mu Canghai was extremely furious, his fingers were like hooks, and with a "swish", he grabbed the throat of the scholar in the green robe!

After all, he was in a surprising art career and was not comparable to two newborn calfs. Although the young man holding the sword held the sword with his eyes squinted, his eyes were frivolous, but his eyes were always half human and half ghost. When he saw his eyes suddenly change, he immediately turned his sword and took action. However, he was still one step slower.

The whole body was covered with green skin and the sudden kiss of the beast Mu Canghai strangled the neck of the scholar in the green robe. In an instant, he passed by the boy's body. The steel knife that was slashed straight forward suddenly fell into nothing. The slash made the convex rock on the ground splash—

The sword-holding boy had been guided by experts, but he saw that he had used all his strength to lose his target. The moment he cut the sky, he used his body force to use his sword to "click", and he was about an inch long. He knelt on one knee, and suddenly turned around. His powerful waist swept back with his sword arm, swept back at Mu Canghai's back door in an incredible direction and speed!

Unfortunately, people are no longer as fast as ghosts.

The road to Mu Canghai remains unchanged and his head has not returned. The shaking edge of the steel knife only has time to swim across the back. The peeled clothes are mixed with countless thick and hard bristles, but they have not stopped the momentum of Mu Canghai.

The scholar in the green robe lost his broken sword and was unarmed. He grabbed the wolf claws strangled between his neck with one hand, and tightened the old gray cloth arm in the other hand. His feet were thrown off the ground with his feet. He was pushed all the way to the edge of the rock platform, and kicked off a few loose earth and rocks, and his body was already hanging in the air.

The boy holding the knife moved the wound. The wound burst, and a large piece of black stains oozed out from his back. He barely gritted his teeth and leaned on the knife. His hair ran towards the two of them and shouted: "Let go... let him go!"

Mu Canghai laughed loudly and turned around and said hideously: "Are you sure?"

Just as he was about to let go, his right arm suddenly felt a thrill. He couldn't help but raise his head and howl. He knelt on the ground with his knees, but his palms sank, but was dragged down by the weight of the scholar, and half of his body was dragged out of the rock platform. His eyes turned dark and he almost fainted.

After finally recovering from his senses, he looked through the cold sweat that was gurgling like a rain curtain, Mu Canghai found that his right forearm was penetrated by a strange-shaped copper coin cone with a dark brass glow.

The copper coin cone is like a cobalt pestle. The cross-section is a four-corner diamond with a concave on all sides, which looks like a square-hole copper coin. The cone body is like a shuttle of a weaving machine. The two ends are sharp and round in the middle section. When the flesh enters, it is extremely fast. Once it is pulled in, it tightly clamps the wound and cannot come out. The sunken square-hole copper coin diamond surface is bleeding at an unimaginable speed.

But in a moment, Mu Canghai had already released nearly a bowl of blood, and his whole body was quickly lost. His lips, which had faded from the green air, turned pale and white.

As the fatigue and pain broke out, Mu Canghai suddenly realized: It turned out that this copper coin monster cone was always hidden in the gray cloth arm, with the scheming of the scholar in the green robe. If he could throw the broken sword without thinking, he would have better weapons to defend himself.

At this time, most of his body slid out of the rock platform, and was dragged by the weight of his green robe. He was about to fall off the cliff, but suddenly he tightened his ankles. The boy holding the knife rushed over in time and grabbed it firmly with both hands.

"Kill him first!"

Under the cliff, the scholar in green robe shouted: "Don't teach him to climb up, you and I are just dead!"

The young man holding the knife held Mu Canghai's ankle tightly with his hands. The golden wound on his back burst, his shoulders were broken and his skin was broken, and blood was still unable to stop the falling momentum. His heels were against the ground, and the three of them slowly slid towards the edge of the cliff, and the loose earth and rocks kept rolling down.

"I can't even take action!"

The boy holding the knife growled: "I want to...it's going to fall!"

The scholar in the green robe said angrily: "He nailed him to the ground with one knife! He can kill people and cling to him!"

The boy holding the knife suddenly understood, lowered his center of gravity and sat on the ground, firmly clamped Mu Canghai's ankle with one arm, turned his left hand and groped the steel knife to the ground.

The scholar in the green robe was about to urge him, when Mu Canghai suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange orange-red light flashed in his eyes, and a green aura on his face was full of greenness, and he said with a grim smile: "You think this way, can you kill Mu Canghai, the Lord of Shura Prison?"

He slowly lifted the wounded arm that was penetrated by the monster cone, as if he no longer felt pain, so he raised the head and face of the scholar in the green robe a little.

Even the scholar in the green robe was ruthless and could not help but be stunned. He couldn't believe that there was such a perseverance in the world. He bit and took the risk of turning the pestle and cone. He heard the blood and blood whispering in the wound, and laughed fiercely: "The famous Shura Prison Master Mu Canghai, naturally, can't die in vain. I wanted to give you a quick knife, but you were going to suffer these bits and pieces."

But Mu Canghai seemed to have no idea, his muscles stretched into a ball, slowly lifted his arms over the top, and then he smiled coldly: "If you don't have any other tricks, I will break your neck."

The scholar in the green robe gritted his teeth and said, "What's this trick?"

As soon as you press the handle spring, two "click, click" sounds, two sharp knives protruded Mu Canghai's upper arm, and the blade was thick and sticky, so you couldn't tell whether it was blood or flesh.

He originally thought that even if this demon didn't die of pain on the spot, he should have fainted. Unexpectedly, Mu Canghai just smiled coldly, his eyes were cold, and he said with a grim smile: "Do you know that my Shura Prison master's unique skills can not only be able to practice this pair of rare demon eyes, but also use his skills to resist swords, fists, palms, pain and poison, and even accelerate the healing of the wound. He can also have the vitality as strong as a beast and ghost? I have suffered many injuries in my life, and all those who hurt me have died. I am still alive in the world!"

As if in order to show off, he still had a freedom, he opened his claws and pinched the scholar's neck in the green robe again, but he didn't use his strength to pinch him to death.

The scholar in the green robe climbed his wolf claws with his hands, and did not dare to put the pestle and cone. His eyes crossed the evil star Mu Canghai in front of him, and shouted at the flaw behind him: "Hurry... hurry! He was nailed to death with one knife, hurry!"

Mu Canghai felt a stern: "Is that the kid who uses the sword still has enough energy?"

I turned around quickly, but saw the knife-holding boy holding his ankle and struggling to support him. How could he do anything wrong?

Suddenly awakened: "Not good, I've been trapped again!" (To be continued)

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Chapter completed!