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Chapter five hundred and ninety first not moved

Fang Ning pushed the chores to Zheng Dao and the old man, and he took a break from his busy schedule and secretly played games.

However, it didn't take long for him to have anger that happened, and almost made him smash the newly bought mechanical keyboard.

At this moment, he was watching the tragic scene below through the systematic perspective.

I saw that this is an ordinary mountain village in China, located in a mountain range, with only a rugged and long mountain road connected to a dilapidated road outside.

It is conceivable that with such inconvenient transportation, how remote and backward this place will be.

This is true. The low adobe houses and bumpy dirt roads are like villages from the last century.

However, such a place that is inseparable from the world has suffered unrestrained disasters.

The whole village was quiet, without a common sound of dogs and chickens crowing in rural areas.

On the contrary, a strong smell of blood came from the dilapidated and low yards.

There were old men, women, a very small number of adults, and left-behind children... They all looked upside down, with small holes scattered on their foreheads, and white could be seen faintly, which was particularly terrifying and weird.

"Hateful..." He clenched his fists and whispered, "Who did it?"

"It should be that brain-eating protozoa. I saw it appear here on the system map and moved it immediately. Unexpectedly, it was still one step late and let it run away again." The old man also whispered.

"It's all my fault. If I weren't so playful, maybe they wouldn't have died like this..." Fang Ning held his head and no longer had a sense of fun.

In fact, such tragic events have happened repeatedly after the era of vitality began.

This was the time when the insect demons were raging, it was even more tragic than this. Countless mutant bumblers rage in the southern mountainous areas and destroyed many villages.

But those things basically have nothing to do with him. He is just a spectator. By the time the Xiake A arrived, the tragedy had already happened. All he had to do was to kill the culprit.

If this scene was just seen from the Internet news, he would only lament a few words and comment like ordinary people.

Then, there was nothing, and then, he still should do whatever he should do, after all, he was not a saint...

And now, he felt that if he could work harder, he might be able to avoid this tragedy.

"If, if I had enough combat experience and could cooperate with you to release the double monument of heaven and earth in time and seal that space, perhaps the culprit would not have escaped..." Fang Ning hugged his head and murmured.

At this moment, the sound of a macaw sounded in his ears.

"Boss, this has nothing to do with you. Brother Frog and I have just banned the world once. The consumption is huge and we can't use it in a short period of time."

The words of the Earth Monument parrot reduced Fang Ning's guilt a lot, which made him quite grateful.

He will keep anyone who speaks to him in his heart and decide now that he will treat these two spirits well in the future and cannot treat them simply as magic tools.

They are derived from the way of heaven, and their spirituality is far superior to most humans.

Fang Ning is not a guy who is sad about spring and autumn. He ran around with the old man and saw too many tragic scenes. It is common for him to die.

It can be said that after the Age of Vitality, if there is no abnormal death, it will be abnormal...

The Xiake A is naturally not omnipotent. It has shocked many people to be able to strangle most of the disaster factors in its bud.

Since this matter was not his fault, he naturally recovered quickly.

"The hateful Ling Yunzi is indeed cruel enough. This is putting pressure on us!" Fang Ning immediately guessed the truth after recovering from the pain.

After Fang Ning finished speaking, he quickly walked into the Dragon Power Prison.

Anderson stood there before, and when he saw him coming in, he immediately came up to meet him.

"Follow me to the education room, I want to see how you educate Ling Yunzi." Fang Ning said hatefully.

Although it was not his own fault, this anger was kept in my heart.

Since the creation of the flying sword, the power of the maneuver has increased greatly, and the name of the Eastern Lighthouse has spread all over the world. There have been fewer and fewer tragic events that have been killed innocently because of the beginning of the era of vitality.

Now that the old man has learned the technique of moving, many powerful enemies are difficult to escape.

However, today's scene slapped him in the face again.

This made him understand again the truth that "the way is one foot high, the devil is one foot high, it is easy to catch thieves thousands of miles away, and it is difficult to prevent thieves in a thousand days."

Although most people don’t know that Xia Kejia is him, some people still know that. I believe that person is probably sneering in secret.

Fang Ning knew very well that he was born from trouble and died from happiness.

If you are in adversity, you can die and live. If you are in good times, you will gradually become corrupt and degenerate, becoming lazy and procrastinate...

There are actually many such people. Li Cunxu, the Emperor Zhuang of Later Tang Dynasty, was a typical example. Ouyang Wenzheng also wrote an article to talk about this.

"Worrying and hard work can make a prosperous country, and Yiyu can die. This is a natural principle," Fang Ning silently recited this sentence, and then said heavily, "Master, you must work hard in the future, and you cannot do it. Don't think that your magical power is great. The world is settled and you don't want to make progress."

"Uh..." The old man was inexplicably hit by a brick and said very depressedly, "Shouldn't this be said to you?"

"My body has been entrusted by you, so of course I have to tell you." Fang Ning said with a stern voice.

"..." The old man said speechlessly, and after a while, "Then you need to say it, I will never be able to do it. Because upgrading and becoming stronger are the whole meaning of my survival, which is my pleasure. I am a game evolved from... When did I not want to make progress?"

"So good." Fang Ning was very pleased.

While talking, he took Anderson to the education room.

The spacious education room is over a thousand square meters.

Ninety-ninety general educational tools are listed on both sides of the classroom.

The stick, iron whip, soldering iron, brazier...the cold light shines and awe-inspiring. It seems ordinary objects, but in fact they are all soul nemesis.

When you enter this sect, your souls and souls will be intimidated; if you have experienced it once, you will have to reform yourself.

However, there are also a few stubborn people who cannot be educated. After all, there are always stubborn people in the world who cannot be educated, such as the four-headed snake monster Achahan, and Ling Yunzi.

Fang Ning glanced at him and was very satisfied. Obviously, there was careful maintenance here and every teaching tool was brand new.

He then snapped his fingers.

After a while, Ling Yunzi appeared in the middle of the education room and saw him half-closing his eyes and still meditating.

Fang Ning was very satisfied. The old man was stupid, but he worked hard enough and made rapid progress.

At this time, Ling Yunzi seemed to find someone around him and had opened his eyes.

"Haha, come here again? It seems that my brain-eating protozoa is not easy to deal with, right?" A smile flashed across his face, like a demon.

"Why are you so distorted? You are so despicable to be a Taoist practitioner?" Although Fang Ning knew it was useless, he subconsciously scolded him.

"Haha, the road is on the top, three thousand sides, who told you that the Tao cannot kill? So what about people? Since people can kill, they can be killed. Less nonsense, your torture instruments are just pediatrics in my eyes." Ling Yunzi sneered.

"It's stubborn!" Fang Ning gritted his teeth in anger, and then said to Anderson, "Little Anzi, teach him well and let him know what love and justice are!"

"Yes, sir." Anderson reached out to point to a corner of the room, and an iron whip immediately floated up and came to Ling Yunzi.

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Ling Yunzi was ashamed of his normal education, and there seemed to be no trace of him.

"I'm very ashamed, sir. This old thief probably has cultivated his soul to the Vajra realm long ago. Everything is hard to hurt. These educational methods cannot work." Anderson said with a shame.

After all, he has a shallow cultivation, and these masters are already unable to deal with the methods.

"Haha, but that's the case. Your methods are far behind what I know." Ling Yunzi shook his head repeatedly.

"It's hateful, aren't you afraid that I will destroy your soul?!" Fang Ning said fiercely.

"It's better to destroy it, and it's better to build it into a magic weapon." The old man quickly extinguished Fang Ning's anger and saved the waste of things.

"Uh, you don't affect my emotions." Fang Ning was speechless.

"Haha, you can't destroy it. The old Taoist has backups and can still be resurrected after death. What can you do to me? Let me tell you another thing, the protozoa can reproduce and parasitic again after three months. Hahaha!"

At this moment, I suddenly heard a "bang" sound, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

I saw Ling Yunzi falling to the ground as if he was hit hard.

Then the "bangbang" sounded constantly on him.

At first, he was still as if nothing had happened, and his face remained unchanged, and then a little pain appeared, and then he screamed in pain.

"This is impossible. My soul is so strong that I am indestructible. What method do you do that makes me feel so painful?"

"Hmph, now you know it hurts? Those who were killed by you will only hurt more than you!" Fang Ning said fiercely.

He did not have the hobby of people's education, and he already knew the whole story. After leaving this sentence, he left the education room alone in Anderson's admiration.

After coming out, he immediately said with great relief: "Uncle, I really blame you on weekdays. It turns out that at the critical moment, you were still standing by my side and facing me. You actually took the initiative to vent your anger for me just now. Thank you very much.

"Actually, I should have thought of asking you to take action. The two steles of Heaven and Earth are magic weapons, which are extremely strong and can be beaten to the point of being purple by you. They hurt them so much that they still hate you to the bone. No matter how powerful Ling Yunzi's soul is, it is impossible to compare with them."

"What are you talking about? I don't understand. I just want to see what his so-called Vajra Spirit is, what material is, and what magic weapon can be built in the future? When will I say I want to vent my anger for you? Besides, what does it have to do with me when you are angry? I am not you human, so I won't be angry." The old man said in confusion.

"Very good," Fang Ning was stunned when he heard this, and after a long time, he said, "I wanted to thank you for a little thank you, but it turned out that I was self-indulgent, so there was no reason to thank you."

"Uh... Actually, I was so indignant that I couldn't stand it, so I took the initiative to teach that old man a lesson. Look how nice I am to you, are you moved?" the old man said quickly.

"It's too late, I'm no longer moved." Fang Ning walked out of the Dragon Prison on his own.
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