Sect Master’s Retirement Routine

2020-11-03

  Chapter 135 Preparation

The next morning, Si Jianming sat in the window of the Intoxicated Immortal Building as before side.

He looked at the street outside the window, his eyes flashing constantly, as if thinking about something.

In front of him, there was also a pot of Huadiao wine and a plate of cut mutton.

In this situation, it seems that there is really a heroic demeanor.

"I said Great Hero Si..."

At this time, Wang Ye came to Si Jianming's side and said, "Why are you drinking here?"

"Mu Qianshan's affairs are not dealt with?"

In the words, Wang Ye looked helpless.

At this time, the divine catcher was invaded by the Yin Han Inner Strength, and the injury was not awakened.

Although A'ji is also the Grandmaster realm, he is not Mu Qianshan's opponent after all because of his own strength.

Nowadays, if you want to deal with Mu Qianshan, you have to Si Jianming.

"Shopkeeper Wang is not anxious..."

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Si Jianming shook the head, he said: "We are in the light at the moment, Mu Qianshan is in the dark, take the initiative to attack Finding him is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack."

"When the time comes, not only is it wasted in vain, but it is also easy to be completely unprepared by him..."

In our hands, it would be better to wait for work and wait for him to come!"

In words, Si Jianming drank all the wine in his glass, looking relaxed and contented.

"When will I have to wait?"

Looking at Si Jianming in front of him, Wang Ye curled his mouth and opened the mouth and said: "But then again, this matter is It was because of the sword saint, why didn’t he come here himself?"

"Hey, you Old Money Grubber, you said lightly!"

I heard Wang Ye's words , A'ji on the side came over: "Do you think that sword saint is like you, every day besides visiting brothel, you just lie on the counter to collect money and scold people?"

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“Even more how, Mu Qianshan originally hated the sword saint and couldn’t save his life. This time the sword saint showed up, and the two played against each other again. Wouldn’t it intensify the conflict and become an incomprehensible knot? Is it?"

"Go on!"

Hearing A'ji's words, Wang Ye said impatiently: "Why are you brat everywhere?"

"And what is a knot that cannot be solved, if you want me to say it, it's just a fucking sword saint I'm used to!"

"Catch the big knot back with one hand, first Abolish him in martial arts, and put him in a dungeon for seven, seven and 49 days, explaining the truth to him every day!"

"Don’t say that he is Mu Qianshan, he is a treacherous man, also I have to be taken care of by this set!"

Wang Ye looked disapproving in his words.

"Listen, listen..."

As soon as Wang Ye's words came out, A'ji on the side said, "Is this talking human?"

"First give up martial arts, and soak in the dungeon for seven to 49 days..."

"Old Money Grubber, you also don't know martial arts, if you know martial arts, It is bound to be the demon who is the best in the world!"

"This method is cruel, and it is no more than Demon Sect."

What am I...

Hearing A'ji's words, Wang Ye complexion changed, just about to say something.

And at this moment, Si Jianming slightly smiled, opened the mouth and said: "Actually, the Master really planned to take a trip in person. After all, this matter was caused by him, and he has no reason to stand by. "

"It's just that there have been frequent incidents in Bashu in recent days, and Master has no time to get out, so I let me walk on his behalf..."

"Listen!"

Hearing Si Jianming's words, A'ji said: "The sword saint really intends to come..."

"Then we can't wait here, right?"

Hearing A'ji's words, Wang Ye was helpless.

A'ji, the child's brain is always missing a string.

What people said was that they originally planned to come, but they didn't really come.

All the unfulfilled plans are just fucking farts.

"Shopkeeper Wang, don't be impatient …"

Looking at Wang Ye in front of you, Si Jianming shook the head, opened the mouth and said: "This time Mu Qianshan compares We are more anxious..."

"After all, his Thirteen Swords of the Evil King only have the first six strokes"

"The latter has stronger formidable power, more aggressive moves, and the bloodstained sword. The casting method is still here!"

Si Jianming has gained a sense of calmness since the last parting, and his words and deeds give people a sense of restraint.

If you take time, this child must also be a generation of famous heroes.

"It's..."

Hearing this, A'ji on the side said: "The thing is here, if you want to be anxious, it's him. Mu Qianshan is anxious, why are you anxious? ?"

"Hey, you little bastard..."

As soon as A'ji said this, Wang raised his hand and shuddered: "You are not finished yet"

"Let's not talk about this for now"

Seeing the scene before him, Si Jianming changed his conversation and said to Wang Ye: "Shopkeeper Wang, what's wrong with Divine Catcher?" "

"What can I do?"

Hearing Si Jianming's words, Wang Ye moved towards the upstairs with a slap in the mouth, and said: "There is a corpse lying upstairs, There is no sign of awakening..."

hearing this, Si Jianming nodded, opened the mouth and said: "This time the divine catcher is injured and unconscious, I should separate the evil king's scroll from him..."

"Lest Mu Qianshan take the Evil King's scroll and hurt the life of Lord Divine Catcher!"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Ye and A'ji nodded.

Si Jianming's words are quite reasonable.

……

Just as the three of them were discussing, at a tea stand not far away.

A man dressed in a commoner and wearing a hat is quietly watching Wang Ye and the others' every move.

This man is exactly Mu Qianshan!

Although the black clothed on his body has been withdrawn, his breath is still cold.

"Si Jianming this little bastard..."

At this time, he stared at Si Jianming, his eyes were cold: "That Old Dog sent him here..."

"Cough, cough..."

At this point, Mu Qianshan coughed twice, his face a little haggard.

Obviously, even if the divine catcher was seriously injured, his situation was not good.

"The martial arts of the divine catcher is really strong..."

At this time, Mu Qianshan secretly thought: "It can actually hurt me so much..."

"However, he forcibly took the sword qi of my Evil King's Thirteen Swords, and he certainly couldn't stand it any better"

"This divine catcher is my important breakthrough!"

While speaking, Mu Qianshan sipped a sip of tea, and a stern look appeared in his eyes: "But even if it is a wounded body, it is enough to deal with you people..."

With that, Mu Qianshan's palm holding the teacup tightened a little bit tighter: "Sword saint, the Old Dog, is polite, but actually uses me as a chess piece and discards it at will in critical moments!"

"Si Jianming ah Si Jianming, this time I will reproduce the scene of the year..."

"I have to see, the life of the divine catcher and the remains of the evil king, which one are you going to save!" "

Thinking of this, Mu Qianshan drank the tea in his cup.

At the same time, he took out a big money from his arms and put it on the table, opened the mouth and said: "Check out!"

As soon as he said this, he took a deep look Si Jianming and the others glanced at it, and immediately got up and walked away...

(End of this chapter)