Fantasy World Transmigration

It was raining heavily that night!

下 In the dark dusk, I can only hear the sound of the pouring water from my ears. From the front to the sky, in the vast wilderness, all the wolverines are scattered, broken, and gathered into a turbid stream in the rain.

He stepped on a turbulent stream with a black boot, splashing a curtain of water, and looking up, a man tightly wrapped in a quilt, looked at the rugged mountain road in front of him.

His skill is extremely extraordinary. Even in such bad weather, he can jump freely between cliffs and boulder. The slippery stone wall was stepped out of a shallow pit by him, like an antelope, walking on a steep mountain road. on.

He looked around. A few invisible shadows, not far away, were also dressed like him. The man raised his head slightly and looked at the looming hill in the distance in the dark rain. That was the main altar of the Ming religion, the site of the holy flame, and they were less than ten miles away.

In the night, dozens of such walkers are advancing there. A young man in Tsing Yi is walking in front of them, holding a light oily paper umbrella in his hand, but no matter how violent the heavy rain is, it ca n’t be squeezed. Into this little oil-paper umbrella. This Tsing Yi man is dry and dry.

The person next to him had no such good luck. Even if the cover was strict, Huang Shang's body was inevitably wet. He raised his head and said loudly, "Dudu, although it is a full moon night , But the weather is so bad, I'm afraid it's not the time! "

"That's great! You won't have to worry about washing the floor after a while!" Chen Ang walked in the heavy rain, holding her umbrella, and smiled slightly: "Rain can cover a lot of things, some traces, some things that will happen, What is happening is quietly in the rain. Under this heavy rain, what always happens, some are us, some are others. "

雨 "Rain is the best cover for sin!"

Wu Huangshang frowned, and some did not understand the meaning of the words. Suddenly, he found a trace of inconspicuous red in the water under his feet and looked along the trace of the water. Several Mingjia disciples lay aside with a twist. A pair of eyes were wide open on the pale face, full of confusion.

"Dudu!" Huang Chang exclaimed in shock.

A thunderbolt struck not far away, and under the flash of light, those faces that were immortal appeared extraordinarily stingy and weird. Not far away, a Mingist disciple was penetrated by a long sword and nailed to a tree. Looking forward, there was pain, anger and a nameless sadness on his face.

"This kind of wound is so fierce, so fierce!" Huang Shang went up to look at it, and said with emotion: "The sword holder, the internal force is not deep, but the sword skills are fierce and fierce, but they far exceed the average master, This style can only be made by assassins! "

"This is not only an assassin, but also a woman." Chen Ang looked at the sword wound, and said lightly: "It is a very beautiful and thoughtful woman. She is like makeup, fine and delicate to him With one sword, there is such a clean wound. "

看来 "It looks like we encountered something interesting."

The rainy night, homicide, women, and the duel of the door, let Mingjiao this water, without fierce vibration, has begun to muddy, some things, catalyzed by the arrival of Chen Ang and others, quietly fermented.

昂 Chen Ang looked at the brightly lit Mingjiao altar and smiled slightly. He was clearly in the heavy rain, but he made all vigilant patrol disciples blind to him, stepping on the accumulated water step by step, and entered the well-protected altar.

Wherever he passed, the eyes of Mingjia disciples were always dull, and they were easily controlled by the Yi people in the back. Silently, a large part of the Mingjia patrol system was missing.

A Mingist congregation fell silently and put on a dragon-fly guard in a bright red flying fish suit. In this way, Chen Ang stepped closer to the Ming altar's forum. Tonight, the lights are bright and swaying. The candlelight even projected through the thick screen window onto Chen Ang outside the door.

Inside, there was a fierce quarrel, and a rough voice yelled, "This cannot be done like this, no! The blood debt must be repaid by blood! We reversed, against the court raised by that bitch, Revenge for Brother Shi! "

"Stop!" Fang La snapped angrily: "Fang Jie, sit down!"

He glanced around, the bustling church members in the hall, looked at their indignant eyes, clenched weapons, a long sigh, closed their eyes, and listened to his heartbeat. .

After a long time, Fang La said bitterly: "Before this matter is clear, none of you can make a conclusion."

"What else is unclear?" Fang Jie couldn't bear it. He jumped out regardless of the people around him. "The dog officer injured Shi Fawang. Within a few days, the Fawang ascended to heaven. Is the fact unclear? What we want is revenge! Make justice to that court! "

"What is fair?" Fang La sneered. "Is it fair to kill the thief in the court?"

Tong Fangjie was a little hesitant, and he did not expect that his uncle would say this. His uncle's will against the court was always the firmest. How did he become a Zhao'an school now? He stiffened his neck and said, "It's fair to kill that dog officer!"

"Mingzun came to the world, peace in the world, the court of the Great Song Dynasty, rebelled against one another, and caused resentment among the people, and the world was not peaceful. Fairness! "

He Fang La turned and looked at the crowd, saying one word at a time: "For the sake of justice, it is not a matter of benevolence for everyone to die for their lives and die in the hands of the court?"

This sentence, said to the ground, said: "The court killed me with righteousness, and I raised a fair banner against it. Do n’t you die and live, aren't all things that you deserve? Do you have any complaints? Do you still want the court to give us a way of life? ? "

Everyone clenched their long knives and became angry with all their anger.

"The leader of the Fang said well! We are the relationship between you and me. It is normal for each other to have death and injury. It would be ridiculous if they were fair." A cold voice came from the door.

"Who?" Fang Jie shouted, and Pang Wanchun next to him opened the four-stone iron tire bow, with a sharp eye, went out of the air and shot straight outside the door. Feng Ya opened the door and the sound of the bowstrings sounded. Between the light and the flint, it was a deadly arrow.

The sound outside the knock door chuckled, and the door squeaked. A blue shadow came, holding a fine iron sword. Chen Ang smiled, "Aren't you waiting for me?"

"Dog officer, dare you come over, today, I will avenge Xue Brother for Shi Brother!" Fang Jie looked at Chen Ang's eyes, full of resentment, and a deep jealousy.

Sometimes, the "justice" that supports a person is the kind of hatred and jealousy of injustice. They hate injustice, not so much the hatred of injustice itself, but the jealousy of the other party of injustice, and the object of injustice. Hatred.

I waited until they became the object of this kind of benefit, but defended this ‘unfairness’ ten times.

Chen Ang sighed slightly. From the perspective of cult leaders like Fang Jie, seeing their wishes and consciousness, Mingjiao is nothing more than that!

He looked at Fang Jie, smiled, and said lazily: "You want to avenge Shi Bao? Then you can find the wrong person. Since I spared his life, how would I go to great lengths to kill him? He I don't look at such people. "

"Brother Shi was wounded in your hand. He was seriously injured and died. It wasn't you who did it. Who else?" Fang Jie asked indignantly: "Will it be ours who did it yourself, you ..."

"I'm afraid you've misunderstood what I mean!" Chen Ang interrupted lightly: "Do you think I'm explaining to you? I'm just talking about a fact ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Do you believe it, what do you say to me? Why? That's your choice, and I just decide the outcome of your choice. "

昂 Chen Ang doesn't care about the attitude of the Ming people. If the praying arm is a car, does the car need to care about the attitude of the praying mantis? It just gives a result. He said that the fact is not an attempt to change the attitude of others, but a habit of seeking truth from facts. The response to other people is also 'practical.'

冷静 They are calm, have nothing to do with Chen Ang, they are impulsive, then they are broken.

"Presumptuous!" "You're looking for death!" The Ming church members in the hall were irritated by the unmanned attitude of Chen Ang's eyes, and reprimanded, especially a few grumpy believers, who were eager to pull their swords.

When Fang La's eyes were swept away, these people became honest, but some people were unwilling to say, "King court dog officer, kill my brother, it should be a crime to die, you must not let him go!"

As soon as this remark came out, the respondent was very crowded, and Fang La sighed, "The Ming Dynasty in the imperial court is incompatible with the fire and fire. You and I are your standpoint of life and death. Today's battle is imperative. The death of Shi Bao, I have a conclusion, but it is not true. For this unfounded charge, it's you and I who have different positions. "

"That's right, I finally met an understanding person." Chen Ang smiled lightly: "Godmaster, please!"

The voice did not fall, the figure flickered, and Hula slammed the wind. Chen Ang was still the same, but the whole person moved like a sky, the ghost moved to the door, and in the night rain, Chen Ang stood in an umbrella, quietly waiting.