Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

Jin Si stood up and spat out another mouthful of old blood.

Jue Wushen looked at Jin Si: "That's right, I won't die with one punch."

Jin Si wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned his head and said to the little apprentice behind him.

"Walk."

"I told you, no one wants to leave!" Jue Wushen punched again.

Jin Si used his body to block Jue Wushen again.

boom--

Jin Si took two steps back and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Jue Wushen had to re-examine Jin Si.

He hit him twice in a row, and he had already used 50% of the power of the second punch.

His killing fist can smash even mountain walls.

Not to mention flesh and blood.

But Jin Si managed to receive two punches and survived.

All the disciples of Jinsi fled one after another.

Seeing that Jin Si was injured, Guihu immediately came up to pester Jue Wushen.

But the martial arts of Ghost Tiger and Absolute Wushen are far from each other.

And what Guihu is good at is nothing but light work and agility.

After a few moves, he kicked Jue Wushen a few legs.

But to Absolutely Wushen, it was no different from scratching an itch.

And Jue Wushen seized the opportunity and broke Guihu's leg with a punch.

Jue Wushen's interest was not in Guihu, but in looking at Jin Si.

"If you can take my third punch, I will accept your allegiance."

Jin Si immediately grinned: "Then I will call the lord in advance."

Jue Wushen's fists were like red-hot irons.

Jue Wushen shouted loudly, and blasted towards Jin Si with scorching and terrifying power.

boom--

Jin Si's tall body was blasted more than ten feet away.

This blow is absolutely powerless.

Absolutely Wushen felt that Jin Si would surely die.

He hadn't planned to accept any subordinates.

What's more, the other party is still an unknown disciple.

However, Jin Si stood up again.

There are two bowl-sized fist marks on the chest that are shocking.

Just don't die...

Jin Si staggered and took two steps: "Can I call you Lord now?"

Wow--

Another mouthful of old blood.

The next moment, Jin Si fell to the ground top-heavy.

Jue Wushen came in front of Jin Si, and his fists brewed a killing fist again.

But it hasn't started yet.

After hesitating for a long time, Jue Wushen took a deep breath and put away his killing fist.

He felt that this unknown disciple was greedy for life and afraid of death.

It should still be useful.

...

On the other side, Jian Chen hastily fled with Wuming.

Just less than a hundred miles away from Mulong Town, a group of swordsmen surrounded Jianchen's carriage.

The leader among the swordsmen was a young gentleman, holding a paper fan in his hand, quite graceful.

"Jian Chen, hand over Wuming."

"Juexin, Wuming agreed, I will take my master away, and you attack Mulong Town." Jian Chen looked at Juexin angrily.

"Haha...Jian Chen, are you stupid? Why did we attack Mulong Town? Of course it was for Wuming. As long as Wuming loses, the Central Plains will surely fall. Why do you think my father will let Wuming go back to the mountain?"

"You don't keep your promises." Jian Chen was even more annoyed.

"Jianchen, Jianchen, why would Wuming accept such a stupid disciple like you?"

"Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous." Jian Chen drew his sword and rushed towards Jue Xin.

But after a few moves, Jian Chen was knocked to the ground by Jue Xin.

"Come here, help our Young Master Chen down." Jue Xin tidied up Jian Chen neatly.

Pulling up the curtain of the carriage, Wuming was indeed lying in it, and was hit by the magic power powder prepared by his father.

Although Wuming couldn't move at the moment, his consciousness was still very clear.

He complained endlessly.

"Hehe...is this Wulin Myth Wuming? Isn't it in my hands now?"

A stern look flashed in Jue Xin's eyes, and the Killing Dao Fist suddenly hit Wuming Qihai.

Wuming didn't move, but a mouthful of blood still oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Nameless is even more desperate at this moment.

...

call--

Jin Si yawned and stretched.

It was such a good sleep.

The only pity was that the person standing by the bed was a man.

Jue Wushen didn't arrange a maid to serve him.

Poor review, no wonder you were slapped by Fengyun.

The man's eyes were cold and indifferent.

"Wake up, my lord told you to go see him after you wake up."

Jin Si wiped the drool from his mouth.

Put on your clothes and follow behind the man.

This is the palace of the Imperial City, and Absolutely No God has already occupied it.

The emperor in Fengyun World is called Supreme.

Anyway, it is quite weak.

Very non-existent.

The greatest sense of presence is when someone is masturbating, and more than once.

It seems that the boss of each era has to push the Supreme once.

Otherwise, the force will drop a lot.

The person standing by Jinsi's bed was not a man.

Of course, not a woman.

It is a souvenir of the imperial palace.

Follow the souvenirs to the main hall.

Absolutely Wushen is throwing a big banquet at this moment.

"Bai Yu Jian Jin Si, pay my respects to the lord."

Jue Wushen and all the Japanese masters in the hall all looked at Jin Si.

"White jade sword? Are you good at using swords?"

"They are loved by people in the Jianghu, and they think Jin is handsome and unrestrained, so they gave him the name Baiyujian, which means white jade like a crown, a jade tree facing the wind, chic and suave."

"Haha..." Absolutely Wushen laughed loudly.

All the other masters also laughed wildly.

Jin Si curled his lips, his eyes swept over everyone present.

Silently write down the loudest laughs of those few.

"Are you sincerely wanting to honor me as Lord?"

"It can't be truer." Jin Si replied seriously.

"Okay, this seat admires you the most who know current affairs."

"Thank you, my lord, for your appreciation."

"follow me."

Jin Si obediently followed behind Jue Wushen.

Absolutely Wushen took Jin Si to a dungeon.

In the middle of the dungeon, there was a man with his limbs bound.

Jin Si took a closer look, yo, isn't this nameless?

At this moment, Wuming's whole body was covered with cuts and bruises, and his breath was like a gossamer.

"The time has come to prove your loyalty." Jue Wushen patted Jin Si on the shoulder.

"What does my lord want me to do?"

Desperately smiling, he walked up to Wuming.

"Wu Ming, open your eyes wide and see, who is this next to me?"

Wuming raised his head weakly and glanced at Jinsi.

He was almost moved to cry.

Xiao Si, you are finally here...

Your master, I can hardly stand it anymore.

Stop playing, save me quickly.

"Little...Little Four..."

"Hey, master, don't come here without any harm. I have recently turned from darkness to light, and I am already under Lord Juewushen."

Nameless's body trembled slightly, you're making trouble.

Have you seen what I have become?

Hurry up and pack up... I haven't eaten a good meal in two days.

Ju Wushen handed Jin Si a dagger.

"It's time to prove you."

Jin Si casually stabbed it into Wuming's abdomen.

"My lord, how do you want me to prove it?"

Absolutely stunned for a moment, I still haven't said what to do.

You have no hesitation at all.

Jin Si drew the knife, stabbed again, stabbed again, stabbed again...

Nameless spat out blood.

"Stop." Absolutely Wushen shouted hastily.

If you stab him any further, Wuming will really be stabbed to death by you.

He also hoped to dig out the secret book of Wan Jian Guizong from Wuming.

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