Virtue is Abundant

White Horse Village.

Legend has it that the immortals came from the sky on white horses. Feeling that the folk customs here are simple and people are kind, they rested in the village for a period of time.

——According to historical records, such a legend was formed about a thousand years ago.

Many people just laughed and thought it was some kind of nonsense.

But Wu Xiaode knew it was true.

such a world.

There have been so many powerful spirits.

——Why does it become a "lower civilized world"?

The car stopped outside the village entrance.

Wu Xiaode got out of the car and said to the royal guard inside:

"Go back, I'll do some private affairs, so don't follow me."

"Your Excellency, we must leave at least three people to assist you, otherwise it will be difficult to communicate with you."

"Then keep three people." Wu Xiaode was as good as Liu Dao.

The guards nodded, really leaving three shrewd and capable companions, and the others started their cars and left.

"Thank you, be careful on the way back!"

Wu Xiaode waved from behind.

Later, if the opponent you meet is an ordinary person, you can handle it by yourself, and you don't need to let these people take action.

If it is an awakened one——

These people stay here just adding to the danger.

Whose life is not life?

Let people go back.

The older ones go back to accompany their wives and children, and the younger ones can have time to rest, or go out to play and eat something good.

The world is already changing.

Such a peaceful day, let everyone enjoy it more.

Wu Xiaode said to the remaining three people: "You find a cool place and rest for a while."

"Want to fight?" one of them asked.

"No, I'm just looking for someone to reminisce." Wu Xiaode said.

"Understood, we will find a hidden place to stand by and follow your orders at any time." Another person said.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Wu Xiaode turned around and strode towards the village.

drop!

"You have a new voice message."

Wu Xiaode kept walking, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it.

is a stranger.

He was obviously a stranger he had never seen before, but he appeared so clearly on his communication software, directly occupying the top slot of the friend column, and giving him a name called "Zhen".

The name keeps flashing colorful and madly cool special effects.

Liars are not so arrogant.

——Looks like the real Emperor.

Wu Xiaode clicked on the voice.

The emperor's deep and deep voice came out immediately:

"Xiao Wu, what are you doing in that place where chickens don't **** and birds don't lay eggs?"

"Go back to your majesty, this village has a relationship with me. I heard some rumors that someone was going to harm this village, so I came back and have a look." Wu Xiaode said.

The emperor's voice raised: "Oh? Is there such a thing? Let me check."

Waited for dozens of seconds.

"Fuck, there is actually a team ready to slaughter that village." The emperor said in surprise.

This thing seems to be a little complicated.

"Your Majesty, can you check the information on the underground world?" Wu Xiaode asked cautiously.

"Nonsense, the world's most famous underground trading market was established by me and several heads of state from other countries." His Majesty the Emperor said proudly.

"You guys - establish an underground trading market?" Wu Xiaode asked inexplicably.

"In the past, there were all kinds of underground black markets, which were messy, difficult to manage, and often caused trouble. We simply built the largest one to reduce the danger within a controllable range." The emperor said.

"Don't those gangsters notice?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"A group of guys who only know about fighting, killing, gambling and drugs every day, do you think they can detect the power operation mechanism of this world?" The emperor said with disdain.

The emperor said again: "Okay, someone indeed recruited a temporary team and wanted to slaughter the village. I have pulled you into that team."

Wu Xiaode was overjoyed and flattered: "My emperor Shengming!"

"You're busy first, it's best to find out who is going to do this." The emperor said.

"I will try my best." Wu Xiaode said.

"I'm going to discuss matters, and we'll talk later in the evening," the emperor said.

His avatar is still hanging on the top grid of his friends, but a line of small characters is displayed below the avatar:

"All the gentlemen kneel down."

You've gone, you're still so angry?

Zhao Junyu is up to you—

If he doesn't want women, he is indeed very capable and neat.

In this way, Zhao Zhibing is quite normal.

Do not.

Zhao Zhibing is the real Gou.

Wu Xiaode shook his head and stopped thinking about the royal family.

He looked at the new group that appeared in the friend column and clicked in.

Immediately, an announcement popped up:

"There's still a quarter of an hour before action."

"The meeting point is: Baima Village, a fast food restaurant at the entrance of the village."

"Come here now."

very good.

Then go.

Wu Xiaode stepped forward and walked in the direction of Baima Village.

...

Fast food restaurant.

As soon as Wu Xiaode walked in, he saw several burly men eating hot pot.

There were beer bottles lying on the ground.

In a small restaurant, several tables were put together, holding three hot pots, five dishes, and two piles of steamed buns.

Apart from this table, there are no other guests.

The boss is still busy in the kitchen.

The big men were eating vigorously, drinking heavily, and checking the time from time to time.

"Nickname?" Someone asked without looking back.

"Xiao Wu, Wu with abundant martial virtue." Wu Xiaode said.

"Abundant martial arts? Hahaha, little brat, if you are not an awakened person, I will cut you open right now and drink with your intestines." A big man with a pipe in his mouth laughed.

Wu Xiaode also smiled, opened the group to take a look, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Corpse examiner." The big man spit out a long smoke, and when the wind blew, it all floated towards Wu Xiaode.

"Does your death affect the mission?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I'm responsible for supervising the completion of the task and giving you the part other than the deposit." Dahan said.

"For the sake of money, I won't kill you."

Wu Xiaode waved his hand at will.

The big man got up and blocked it, but he also blocked it. He was about to say a few harsh words, but found that something was wrong.

He found himself flying.

Boom!

His back slammed into the wall, and even the entire shop shook.

Everyone was silent.

Just one punch can achieve such an effect, and I don't know how much this young man's soul power has reached.

After a breath.

Hearing the sound, the boss took a look from the kitchen and brought the dishes. He added a chair and a pair of tableware to Wu Xiaode.

"Thank you." Wu Xiaode said.

He sat up in a big way and started to eat vegetables.

With that palm just now, no one made a sound.

Just in time for lunch.

Wu Xiaode hurried non-stop, and the noodles he had eaten in the morning had already been digested. He was hungry at this time, so he put a large piece of chicken and mushrooms in the hot pot and ate it.

The ingredients in the mountains are full of flavor. He eats three mouthfuls of dishes, cooks two mouthfuls of rice, and drinks a sip of beer. He is very happy.

Not long after I ate, it was almost time.

"Okay, everyone has arrived, ready to start working."

said the man who called himself the coroner.

He glanced at Wu Xiaode and said sternly: "Brother, you are the youngest, and you are responsible for reconnaissance of the surrounding situation. If there are policemen or strong men, you have to take action."

For these people, killing villagers is nothing but chopping melons and vegetables.

The real fear is an accident.

Putting Wu Xiaode in this position now can be regarded as "reuse".

Wu Xiaode ate the meat and said with a smile, "But I want to kill."

Everyone laughed along.

Those who can do this have more or less special hobbies.

If this young man doesn't like killing people, it's still a strange thing.

"It's alright," the big man said with a clear smile. "When the brothers finish their work, I'll leave you a few at the end so you can kill them happily—by the way, what do you like to kill?"

"Killing women is the most fun," someone interjected.

"Women are boring, children are interesting." Another person answered.

"Killing a family only feels." The third person said.

"No, these are all too common," Wu Xiaode took a sip of cold beer and shook his head. "Everywhere we walk is purgatory. You are only concerned with killing ordinary people, which will get farther and farther from the height of an artist."

"Then you say, what is art to kill?" the big man asked.

Everyone looked at Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode put down the bottle, grinned and said, "There are people who are haunted by evil spirits."

Clang!

The long knife on his side seemed to move a bit, but it didn't seem to move.

Everyone's expressions froze.

They sat there motionless, listening intently.

Only the man who called himself the corpse examiner was hit by something, and the whole person flew out of the fast food restaurant and hit the big tree across the road with a loud noise.

Wu Xiaode picked up his chopsticks and continued to look for something to eat in the hot pot.

He caught a few pieces of lotus root, but he was not satisfied. He got two pieces of chicken, a piece of tofu, and a piece of yam, all of which were piled in a bowl, and then he lowered his head and started to eat.

Outside.

The big man took off a piece of soft armor that was shattered into two pieces from his body and let out a roar:

"You are violating the mission requirements and will be hunted down by the entire underground world!"

A hand stretched out from the void and slapped him hard.

The other hand clenched into a fist and threw an iron fist directly.

Boom!

The big man was beaten back a step, but there was no expression on his face, as if he was not afraid of the punch at all.

The two demonic hands continuously used Beng Jin, Swing Jin, and Punch Jin, alternately hitting the big man.

The big man sometimes accepts the move, and sometimes resists, but he has never been injured.

He strode towards Wu Xiaode.

"It turned out to be the horizontal practice of the iron cloth shirt with the golden bell hood, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

After Wu Xiaode finished speaking, he raised his head and took a sip of wine, put something on the table, and continued to bury his head in the rice.

It was a pair of black gloves.

There are fine stitches on both gloves, bending the red monster tendons into a "three" character.

The length and shape of the red tendons of the whole pair of gloves are exactly the same, and they look beautiful against the black outer skin of the gloves. It can be seen that the person who sewed the gloves made a lot of effort.

The pair of magic hands outside the store suddenly disappeared.

They appeared on the chair next to Wu Xiaode, put on the two gloves, and hurriedly flew out.

Halfway through the flight, the two magic hands disappeared into the magic fog in a flash.

next moment.

The big man rushed to the door of the fast food restaurant and was about to exhale when he suddenly froze.

Behind him, close to his butt, the two magic hands had just completed a fixed-point blast.

The big man said in a cold voice: "It's useless, that's not my cover, no matter how much you use this unworthy means, it won't hurt me."

The voice just fell-

boom! ! !

Exploding flames spewed out from behind him.

The big man screamed, jumped three feet high, and when he fell, he was punched by the pair of demon hands, and his body was covered in flames.

The magic hands didn't spare him and kept hitting him.

At first, the big man was able to block twice, but the magic hands attacked faster and faster, and the flames became more and more intense, and he gradually became unable to defend.

At this time, Wu Xiaode put down his chopsticks, put his hand on the blowing dream knife, and swayed out of the snack bar.

"So many grievances, they're attached to a wild dog - they're all waiting for you to die."

He glanced at the air with emotion and said.

The big man gritted his teeth and was about to answer when he saw a sharp golden thread flashing past his eyes.

Clang!

Wu Xiaode put away the knife, chewed the unfinished meal in his mouth, walked back to the snack bar, sat on the chair, and picked up the bowl of rice.

Outside the door, the big man lay motionless on the ground.

His head rolled out and was taken away by a stray dog.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Suppressing Demon Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian, and the other is the exorcist.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but it quickly relaxed.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell of everyone in Zhen Mosi.