Under the Blood

"Get the urinal, it's a shame. "

"You two deserters, why are you embarrassed to come back?".

The

scarred minion pulled the crotch of his pants with one hand, and the other hand wanted to grab the light, "Give it to me, your uncle wants to relieve him." "

"Well, I advise you to see clearly. Yun Weihua directly took off his clothes and threw them to the other party.

The man took it, and his face changed suddenly, "This is ...... Blood?".

The coarse linen clothes were stained with clotted blood, dry and heavy.

Yun Weihua's eyes were full of tiredness, and he said, "Okay, get out." "

When the man heard this, he was furious, "Yun Weihua, you kid is very arrogant today!"

It's not the first time we've met, even if the bloody clothes are a fact, but it's the scarred instinct of the minions to bully the soft and fear the hard.

He didn't bother to think about it, he just wanted to bully the two thin teenagers in front of him.

"See if I don't beat your out!".

Yun Weihua ignored him, walked sideways, and squatted beside Xu Yiming.

The scarred minion crossed his hands on his waist, and his arrogance became more and more arrogant, "Stinky fart, are you afraid?"

Bang!

Blood suddenly splashed, and people watching the excitement didn't know what was going on at all, and some people felt liquid at the corners of their mouths, and even stuck out their tongues and licked them.

It wasn't until everyone calmed down that they found that the minion was paralyzed and weak, and when they looked closer, their brains continued to overflow from the back of his head.

The person behind him felt that something was wrong, and took a step back, and the body collapsed with a bang.

"Kill!!".

The people who participated in the bullying of Xu Yiming smeared oil on the soles of their feet and scattered birds and beasts.

The rest of the people looked at each other, and when they looked at Yun Weihua again, everyone was in awe of him.

"Brother Yun, what a handsome kung fu. "

"Brother Yun, is what Yiming said true?"

Yun Weihua helped his companion to stand up, still ignoring it.

"Then can you apprentice?" someone asked again.

It is rumored that those who survive the martial arts will be able to go to the West Bank to apprentice and return to the disciple of one of the Eight Elders.

You must know that the east coast is the most dangerous area of the entire Immortal Friendship Association, the people here are nominally immortal cultivators, but in fact they are not protected by the law, and food and accommodation can only meet the minimum living conditions.

Therefore, everyone is eager to improve their strength so that they can go to the West Bank.

Of course, there are also people who don't want to engage in agriculture and eat in the name of cultivating immortals. But such people, as long as they stay on the east coast for a while, they will immediately go home and cultivate the land honestly.

"Hey. Yun Weihua sighed.

But rumors are rumors after all.

They were sent to their deaths because they were worthless, how could anyone have considered what to do with these people when they returned?

What kind of martial arts contest survived and went to the West Bank, it was nothing more than wishful thinking on the part of the disciples on the East Coast.

Seeing that Yun Weihua still didn't speak, someone asked him what he was holding was called.

The smoke from the muzzle of the gun had cleared, and the silver metal casing shone with a hint of moonlight.

It is far less bright than the magic lamp, but everyone knows that Yun Weihua's magic lamp is useless except for emitting light.

And this strange weapon seems to be capable of killing people.

"Okay, I'll answer you a question, you think of one to ask, and then help me bury the body. "

Yun Weihua's voice was calm, scanning everyone, but no one was silent, and soon left.

He shrugged his shoulders and said to Xu Yiming, "Take a guy, let's bury it." "

"Okay, big brother. "

The body was dragged away by Xu Yiming, and Yun Weihua shoveled out the contents of the brain. As for the blood stains on the mud floor, he let them go, and the rain would wash them away.

The East Coast is not capable of wanton killing, there will be a West Coast disciple on duty every day, and if more than two people report it, it will be up to him to determine whether the murder is reasonable and what kind of punishment should be received.

If there is no one or the number of people who report it is insufficient, the murderer buries the dead.

"Hey, can I ask you a question?".

"Excuse me. "

"But I don't want to help you bury the body. "

Yun Weihua was washing his shirt by the river, he raised the bloody clothes and asked, "Do you want to wash your clothes?"

Xu Yiming, who was digging the soil, came out of the pine forest and looked at the two unfamiliar faces on the roof.

"You're so arrogant, why do you ask you questions and still help you work?".

The one who spoke was a bare-chested man, his voice was thick and powerful, and his muscles were tight, and he was obviously not a character to mess with.

"I ask you, that person didn't bother you much just now, why did you kill him!".

When the big man spoke, the blue tendons on his forehead were exposed, and he looked quite annoyed.

Xu Yiming panicked and reminded quietly: "Big brother, they may be the senior brothers patrolling the West Bank. "

The man next to Dahan was also in his early twenties, and he saw that his face was like a crown of jade, and his heroic spirit was compelling, "Brother Mu, don't be so angry." "

"Senior Brother Yuwen, this person is not behaving properly, I want to teach him a good lesson. With that, Dahan jumped off the roof and walked straight to Yun Weihua.

"I ask you, what's your courtesy?".

"Why don't you still salute when you see the senior brothers in the West Bank?!".

The big man's voice was like a bell, so frightened that Xu Yiming bowed and bowed, on the other hand, Yun Weihua, he sighed, then squatted down and continued to wash.

Seeing this, the big man raised his arm to fight, and suddenly remembered that his senior brother was still watching from the roof, so he slowly lowered his arm.

"Is Your Excellency a conservative?" asked Yun Weihua boredly.

"That's right, like you, the evil seedlings of the indulgent faction, I will pinch one when I see one. "

Yun Weihua passed the clothes through the water again, and he was too lazy to rub them, so he wrung them directly to the dryest.

The big man sneered, immediately snatched the clothes, and wrung out a pile of water, "I can't even twist the clothes, return you." "

Yun Weihua stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Dahan turned a blind eye and threw it directly on his face.

The other young man couldn't stand it anymore, "Brother Mu, don't be like this. "

"Haha, mistake, don't mind, little brother. "

"I don't mind, but I have a question that I don't understand. Yun Weihua raised his head and asked, "Since Your Excellency is a conservative, then your senior brother calls you Brother Mu, why do you gladly accept it?"

"What is this? That's Senior Brother Yuwen, he is approachable and willing to call others that. "

"I don't understand, I still don't understand.

As he spoke, Yun Weihua unfolded his clothes and found that they were already distorted and deformed, "Then you should humbly tell Senior Brother that you are a little junior brother and can't afford to be called Brother Mu!"

Yun Weihua's voice suddenly increased, and the big man was in a trance, thinking for a moment that the master was speaking, "The disciple doesn't dare." "

When the big man came back to his senses, his face was already flushed, and he raised his hand to fight, but he found that Yun Weihua had already aimed his gun at him, "It's all on the West Bank, I believe you still have some brains." "

"What do you want to do!" The big man froze in place, only his qi and blood kept surging, and hot smoke came out of his bare head.

"His grandmother's, what's wrong with Lao Tzu being an indulgent faction, Lao Tzu wants to ask for ten wives, can you manage it?".