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Chapter 142, The Wind Commentary Was Killed(1/2)

The silver bell-like voice is clear and sweet, but the words he speaks are particularly lacking.

Zhu Muchuqiu's hand holding the sword trembled slightly. If she hadn't practiced Qi-nurturing Kung Fu for a long time, she would have hit the girl's butt with two swords!

As if aware of the dangerous aura on Zhu Muchiu's body, the girl took a step back smartly and patted her lower back lightly with her palm.

"Ahua~"

Along with the gentle call, a translucent giant civet cat with a body length of more than 4 meters sprang out of the void, staring at Zhu Muchiu with its cold vertical pupils.

"Meow?! Cat ghost Gu?"

Not far away, Zhao Yinshun suddenly felt his shoulders sink. When he turned around, the kitten's gossipy expression disappeared instantly, and was replaced by a murderous look on his face.

Feeling the pressure from the superior, the illusory civet cat on the street suddenly raised its head, curled up into a ball with its fur all over, and took two steps back in fear.

At this time, after seeing the opponent's form clearly, Su Lingyi slowly retracted the sharp claws she extended, and the cold murderous intent gradually dissipated.

"Oh, it's cat spirit Gu, then it's okay..."

However, upon noticing the abnormal reaction of the illusory civet cat, almost all the extraordinary people subconsciously followed its fearful gaze.

Immediately, a young man with an ethereal temperament, whose whole body seemed to be shimmering with stars, and who was too handsome to look like a mortal, came into view.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and everyone looked in amazement, thinking that they had seen the banished immortal from heaven come to earth.

"Well……"

It was obviously his senior sister who had done something good, but everyone focused their attention on him. Zhao Yinshun didn't know how to react for a moment, so he could only raise his glass in embarrassment and salute the two idiots below.

What are you looking at me doing?

I'm just a melon-eater!

Are you two still fighting?

Don't hit me and continue eating!

However, Zhao Yinshun smiled and toasted, and was deceived by his "calm and composed" actions. Everyone thought that he couldn't bear to see the conflict between the two girls and deliberately mediated. They couldn't help but secretly nod.

This young man is not only handsome and handsome, but also has a great heart...

On the street below, the two parties had no intention of fighting and both focused on Zhao Yinshun.

It's just that one's eyes are blurred and glowing pink, while the other is holding the sword tightly, eager to try.

"Junior Brother Zhao, I didn't expect you to come to Ye Luncheng too!"

A flash of light flashed before his eyes, and a familiar figure appeared next to Zhao Yinshun. He wanted to pat his shoulder affectionately, but was instantly dissuaded by a cold look from the kitten.

"Senior Brother Jiang, long time no see."

Looking at his embarrassed palms raised in the air, Zhao Yinshun pursed his lips and gave him a high-five in an understanding manner.

"Ahem, long time no see."

Relieving his embarrassment, Jiang Sheng put his hands behind his back and walked to the window to look at the street below with the boy.

But just when the two parties involved were distracted by Zhao Yinshun, a few strong men sneaked into the crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When she came back to her senses, the girl in ethnic minority clothes found that her target had escaped, and she was so angry that she cursed.

Although she doesn't quite understand her tricky dialect, the occasional few words in Mandarin can make Zhu Muchuqiu's veins jump, and the two of them get into a fight when they disagree.

Since Jiang Sheng was right beside them, the two senior sisters and brothers, who were not too concerned about the fuss, could not reveal their true colors and could only sigh with pretense of regret.

"Sigh... Is there anything that can't be resolved through discussion? Does it have to be a big fight?"

"Exactly! Today's young people are too angry and not stable at all."

Listening to the two siblings singing in harmony, Jiang Sheng's eyebrows and legs twitched slightly, and finally he smiled tactfully.

"Junior Brother Zhao is truly a bodhisattva with a heart."

"That's because I am a kindhearted person and I don't want to bleed."

"…………"

He wanted to speak but stopped, stopped and wanted to speak again. Thousands of words were rolling in Jiang Sheng's heart, but in the end he couldn't hold it back.

"Junior Brother Zhao, do you know what nickname the world has given you now?"

"Ah? I have a nickname?"

"Of course, especially since the good deeds you did in Songjiang Town were published in "Jianghu Express", everyone agrees that your nickname is worthy of the name."

Seeing Jiang Sheng slowly showing a thumbs up, the surprised smile on Zhao Yinshun's face gradually disappeared.

I have an ominous feeling...

"I didn't do anything in Songjiang Town. They were the first to do it."

"Haha, Junior Brother Zhao is too modest. The scene you caused, tsk tsk, makes me panic just by reading the description. I guess if anyone wants to catch your attention in the future, they will have to weigh it carefully."

"So...what's my nickname?"

"Mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood·Zhao Yinshun!"

"…………"

Seeing the young man slowly covering his forehead and remaining silent, Jiang Sheng couldn't help but grin.

"Everyone says that you are murderous and bloodthirsty, and you always like to cut your enemies into pieces, leaving nothing but mountains of corpses and seas of blood wherever you go. That's why you were given this nickname."

"This is not true, it is slander!"

"[Assassin] Nearly a hundred people were killed by you in the valley on the outskirts of Hon Hai City. Their mutilated bodies were piled up in mountains. Is this a fact?"

"…………"

"More than a hundred underworld masters in Songjiang Town were massacred by you, and the blood and bones were spread a foot thick at the crime scene. Is this also a fact?"

"…………"

"Not to mention your record of barely leaving anyone alive in the ring, I think this nickname is totally fine!"

Unable to refute Jiang Sheng's words, Zhao Yinshun could only cast his resentful eyes on the kitten.

Senior sister, my Feng Ping was harmed!

"Is there any way? The cut out mirror spaces will definitely have to overlap in the end, and the corpses will naturally pile up together. If you ask you to clean them up, you feel dirty! Do you blame me?"

Su Lingyi looked away unnaturally and whispered in her mouth.

Good guy, who can clean up that slaughterhouse-like environment?!

Ao Baibai felt that there was no place to hang out!

The corners of Zhao Yinshun's mouth twitched, and in the end he could only sigh helplessly.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew on his face, and the young man realized that the battle on the street had become intense.

"Haha, I was hit hard by you last time. Xiaoqiu has been working hard during this period and vowed to avenge her shame. How about it? She has made great progress, right? Are you afraid?"

After turning Zhao Yinshun with his elbow, Jiang Sheng asked teasingly.

However, Zhao Yinshun was preoccupied with the murder of Feng Ping, so he twitched his lips in a perfunctory manner.

"The last battle was the closest she got to me in her life. Once defeated, she will be defeated forever. She will have no chance to avenge her shame."

"Um?"

Glancing at the young man in surprise, Jiang Sheng's eyes flickered, and his eyes moved up and down involuntarily.

"So conceited?"

"This is not arrogance. Anyone who is surpassed by me will only get further and further away. Rather than giving them unrealistic hopes, it is better to tell them the cruel truth from the beginning."

"…………"

I obviously want to refute, but I actually think what he said is okay...

Seeing the young man shrugging his shoulders in a matter-of-fact manner, Jiang Sheng couldn't help but smack his cheeks.

Damn it, he tricked me again!

"By the way, where is Senior Sister Jiang? I have something to say to her."

"Senior Sister Jiang? Which Senior Sister Jiang?"

"Uh, it's Jiang He."

"Oh, do you know Junior Sister Haiyan's niece?"

"We are all from [Yushi Martial Academy]."

Nodding, Zhao Yinshun glanced around and quickly found a familiar figure among the vast crowd.

While the two were talking, the situation of the battle below gradually became clear.

Although there was help from the huge cat spirit Gu, the Gu Master was not a profession that was good at frontal combat after all. He was suppressed and beaten by Zhu Muqiu, who followed the path of the Sword Immortal, and soon showed his decline.

The cold and sharp sword energy lingered around the body, and the power of laws that transcended matter distorted reality. All the Gu insects that came close were frozen to death and shattered, scattering like crystal dust on the ground.

The delicate girl's eyes turned red and she bit her lip. She didn't know whether it was because she felt sorry for Gu Chong's loss or because she was unwilling to lose at the hands of a peer.
To be continued...
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