Xie Qingyun was a little confused. This beggar uncle was really "a dragon and a phoenix among men". His disciples were either salesmen, tea doctors, or maids. They were simply "full of talents."

"This is my apprentice, and it is also my trump card for this operation. No one can imagine it..." The beggar was extremely proud.

Huan'er glared at Xie Qingyun again and said arrogantly: "Xie Qingyun, you still have a lot to learn on the way to practice. If my aunt wasn't so cute and kind, I would have to spare you."

Who are you, and why are you better at pretending than the other... Xie Qingyun couldn't help but be speechless.

Dr. Tea reminded: "Master, it will be too late if you don't take action."

"Oh, yes, Lanlan, lead the way quickly." The beggar said hurriedly.

The little girl known as Lanlan turned out of the temple, and one person jumped into the escaping light and whizzed away. Followed by the beggar and the salesman, neither of whom saw the magic weapon, only one person jumped up, and the escaping light enveloped them and flew away.

Dr. Cha saw that Xie Qingyun was still in a daze and said with a smile: "This is our Xuanci Escape. Please lead the way from the front. Fellow Taoist, please wait." After saying this, he jumped into Escape and left.

Xie Qingyun lowered his head to look at his own green-leaf magic weapon, and suddenly felt a little helpless. He secretly vowed to learn such a stunning escape method in the future.

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Yunzhou soldiers are usually stationed outside the city, divided into two battalions: Tiger Roar and Feilong.

The Feilong camp camp has to pass through a long canyon, and then there is a unique and quiet plain.

There are hundreds of tents in a row on the plain, surrounded by a school field in the middle.

There were torches burning on all sides of the school grounds, and a huge cage stood in the spacious central space.

Although the cage is made of bamboo, the people inside can't tear it apart no matter what.

Noises, cries, begging for mercy, the sounds are heard.

People rub shoulders with each other, fishy smell and dirt are mixed together, hostility, resentment and bad odors enter the organs.

There was a simple altar in front of the cage. Tang Wanwan was sitting in the middle of the altar with her eyes closed. She didn't know whether she didn't dare to look or couldn't bear to look. Because next, the souls of thousands of innocent people would be snatched out and used for

"Treat" her.

Surrounding the altar are Shendu believers in blue robes.

Tang Tanfu stood at the outer edge with an expressionless face, his eyes fixed on his daughter.

The same is true for late Tang Dynasty mirrors.

Facing thousands of innocent people who were about to be harmed, the father and son remained unmoved. It seemed that to them, Tang Wanwan's life was more important than anyone else. Is this also the source of Tang Wanwan's obsession?

It's hard to say otherwise.

Living, sometimes, is not just for yourself.

At a certain moment, as if she had just entered the womb, Tang Wanwan suddenly let out a muffled groan, and her body surface undulated like waves, as if there were small insects crawling along the blood vessels... The whole face turned blue, so blue that it was transparent, and it was so transparent that black and purple could be seen.

Blood vessels. She gritted her teeth without making any sound, but she could no longer sit up and fell to one side, twitching.

"Sister!" Tang Wan's eyes were splitting, and he wished he could rush forward and suffer on her behalf.

Although Tang Tanfu didn't say a word, he stared at Li Shuxia with terrifying eyes.

Li Shuxia acted unhurriedly. Seeing that the time was almost up, he said leisurely: "Let's get started."

The Tang family father and son couldn't help but become nervous.

Twenty blue-robed believers immediately knelt down, put their hands together in a worshiping posture, and murmured something.

A burst of fog came from nowhere and enveloped the altar.

The divine light fluctuated in the fog, and suddenly I saw a beam of divine light breaking through the fog, rising high into the sky, and opening a water mirror. There was a shadow in the mirror, which looked like a Mingwang Bodhisattva. When the water mirror became clearer, a figure wearing colorful brocade was revealed.

A god in palace attire, he slowly emerged from the mirror, as if the true god had descended into the world.

This god is three feet tall, with a body as huge as a mountain. He sits majestically on the altar, surrounded by auspicious clouds and phantoms of dragons and phoenixes. His expression is solemn and solemn, his eyes are like copper bells, and his hair is full of fierceness. He glances around, and everyone is dormant.

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He turned over his big hand like a cattail leaf and pressed it weakly towards the cage. All the sounds in the cage immediately stopped. When he mentioned it again, ghosts jumped out of thousands of mortals. Each of their transparent and pure souls seemed to be caught by invisible threads.

When it is hung up, the expression of the body becomes hollow, the mouth is slightly open, and it falls down lifelessly like a puppet without its strings.

The god also stretched out his other hand, like kneading dumpling fillings, and slapped all the souls together...

The ghost screamed "wuwu".

The dark wind blew "woo woo".

At this moment, several rays of light roared from the far sky. The first one saw the scene and let out a cold snort. Before anyone arrived, a half-moon-shaped cold light had already split the god in half.

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Twenty blue-robed believers all vomited blood and fell to the ground with a "Wow!"

The soul that had become a "dumpling stuffing" was free and rushed back to his body.

Li Shuxia's expression changed and he narrowed his eyes immediately.

Zhang Zerui was a little panicked and put his hand into his arms to pinch the talisman to be alert.

The father and son of the Tang family were shocked and angry. When they saw Xie Qingyun in the escape light, Tang Wanjing jumped up and said: "Xie Qingyun, if you want to harm my sister, I will never let you go!"

The rescue team arrived at the last minute.

When Xie Qingyun was guessing what kind of spell the beggar's attack was, he suddenly lowered his face and said, "Tang Wanjing, do you know what you are talking about? Your sister's life is your life, and the lives of others are not."

Not fate? What a bastard reason!"

"You!" Tang Wanjing gritted his teeth and suddenly let out a shrill laugh, "You might as well see what pain my sister is suffering now before you say such things!"

Xie Qingyun was startled, and turned his eyes to the altar. He finally saw Tang Wanwan who was "ill", with an overall miserable appearance, like a ghost.

"Don't look at me...don't look at me...please don't look at me..." Tang Wanwan trembled all over and covered her face with her hands in great pain, not wanting Xie Qingyun to see her current appearance.

"Miss Wanwan..." Xie Qingyun's heart suddenly tightened.

Tang Tanfu suddenly knelt down and said with tears to Xie Qingyun: "Xie Xianshi, I have never begged anyone in my life. For my daughter, I beg you to show your kindness..."

"Dad, he is hard-hearted, we don't ask him!" Tang Wanjing couldn't help crying, but she wanted to help Tang Tanfu up bitterly.

"Xie Qingyun, have you forgotten how Miss Wanwan protected you?" Zhang Zerui suddenly spoke, with a leisurely attitude, as if it had nothing to do with him, "If I had known you were so ruthless, I would never have let it go.

Miss Wanwan has placed her heart on you, but now it’s really too late to say anything.”

Li Shuxia glanced at the beggar and sneered secretly in his heart.

Although Xie Qingyun's face was expressionless, his inner struggle at this moment could be seen from his clenched fists.

"Tao..." Dr. Tea was about to speak, but was stopped by the beggar's eyes. He knew that the master wanted to see Xie Qingyun's choice to observe his character, but no matter how he made these two choices, he would not please him.

If he chooses to save someone, it means that his character is not strong and he is easily affected by the environment, events and other people; if he chooses not to save someone, it would appear to be heartless.

Xie Qingyun suddenly unclenched his fist, looked at Tang Tanfu and said: "Master Tang, I think you have misunderstood. Miss Wanwan's life and death are not decided by me. The person you should beg for is the Shendu Cult, who is interested in Miss Wanwan."
Chapter completed!