Volume 12 Chapter 49 (1/2)
The middle part of qianxiashan mountain.
Wang Xiaguan will tower.
Four maids slowly add dry wood under a bronze tripod. The wood is burning slowly. The bronze tripod is filled with dark brown liquid medicine, thick and sticky, and constantly bubbling like mud bubbles.
The moon is like a bath, sitting in the boiling medicine of the bronze tripod.
The strong medicine gas permeates the whole tower.
Two purgatory mountain officials in blood robes and high hats stood in front of him.
Smelling the strong medicinal gas, one of them was pale, with some strange light blue and extraordinarily dignified middle-aged immortal of purgatory mountain reached out to hold the red cap on his head, and his voice became colder: ”I know that the general's body must suffer some sinking and hidden injuries during his whole life's war, and he often boiled it with the soup of eliminating injuries, which will be better for his health indeed. However, the morale of the soldiers on the front line is low, and even they are defeated. The general is even resting in the qianxiashan military headquarters. It's more than ten days to soak the medicine soup. What does the general mean? I'd like to ask the general to explain. ”
I heard that Cang Yue had closed his eyes, and a few tiny drops of sweat rolled down his forehead and eyelashes. When he heard the immortal, he opened his eyes and looked at him coldly. ”I don't need to explain to you about marching and fighting.”
The faces of the two alchemy mountain officials are slightly changed.
”Is it?” Pale and with a strange light blue, the middle-aged alchemy mountain god sneered: ”don't want to explain or can't explain? Or is it that the general has been frightened and thinks he is not Gu Yunjing's opponent. The front-line army has been beaten by Gu Yunjing without any counter attack power. But the general who should have been resourceful will only give the order to stand on the ground and hold fast? ”
I heard that cangyue's eyebrows were as black as ink, and looked at this alchemy mountain official who was wearing a red divine robe and full of authority and divinity, and said: ”in my army, those who doubt and oppose the commander, those who say and do not benefit the heart of the army, those who interfere in military affairs, and those who cause adverse consequences, should be killed.”
”You want to kill me?” The middle-aged immortal of purgatory mountain sneered calmly: ”don't forget who gave you your commander of the seventh army, and who supported you in winning the moon city. I would like to remind you not to forget that the whole Da Mang, including the master of the seventh army, is not the imperial palace of Da Mang, not you, but always the purgatory mountain. ”
”At best You are just a dog we keep in purgatory mountain. ” After a little meal, the middle-aged alchemy mountain god calmly and coldly looked at and heard the man cangyue and said slowly: ”if this dog does not know how to bite, then this dog will naturally lose its value.”
”It's a pity.”
Hearing that Cang Yue shook her head and looked at the middle-aged immortal of purgatory mountain indifferently.
The middle-aged alchemy Mountain God's body suddenly froze. He responded to what he was about to drink when he opened his mouth again. He was about to burst out with an explosive breath. However, he found that his mouth was a layer of cold, and then he found that his tongue had been broken, and he found that an iron ruler like magic sword had been sneering into his mouth.
Then, the flying sword, which was directly inserted into his mouth, came out directly from his back brain, cut off his neck cone, and instantly lost his consciousness and life.
”Pa!”
The body of the middle-aged alchemy Mountain God fell on the ground. The blood red crown on his head touched the bronze tripod and fell off his head.
”It's a pity that you are not qualified to say such a thing to me. It's a pity that you have cultivated devils, but you are still too slow to resist even my sword.”
Qi Yao's magic sword flies back to Wen Ren Cang Yue and lands beside his clothes. However, Wen Ren Cang Yue looks at the corpse in front of him, but sneers at it with ridicule. His body posture doesn't even change. To kill an important immortal in purgatory mountain, it is insignificant for him to release Buddha as if he stepped on a mouse.
It seems that the four maids have seen more bloody scenes, but with their heads down, they are still slowly adding firewood.
”You How dare you kill God Han! ”
Another alchemy mountain red robe official couldn't believe that cangyue had done such a thing. He looked at the body with a hole in the back of his head, saw a pool of blood spread, his body began to shake violently, and began to retreat in fear.
”I will not kill you. If I want to kill you, you cannot walk out of this tower alive.” Hearing that Cang Yue slightly raised his head and looked at the scared and shocked red robe God of purgatory mountain, he said coldly, ”you can let others know how he died if you live.”
”You should understand that all of you can't represent purgatory mountain and purgatory mountain palm sect. Unless qingluan college and Yunqin Empire have perished, you are not qualified to speak in front of me at all. ”
”Because of his incompetence, he sent so many people out, but he could not kill Lin Xi, a practitioner at all, and it was a big mistake to want to spread his anger on me.”
”Besides, if I want to mobilize any general and army of the seventh army without permission, I know that I will use the military law to dispose of and kill any one of you without mercy.”
”Take his body.”
After hearing that cangyue stopped talking, the red robed immortal in purgatory mountain, who had previously been extremely dignified, even looked at cangyue with disdainful eyes, dared to move. He shook and picked up the body on the ground, and quickly quit the tower.