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Seeing Yaochen gone, Qiye turned around, and faintly uttered a word:

"kill!"

Shadows fell, and the smell of blood that had just subsided was strong again.

In the dark night, the screams accompanied by the flames soared into the sky

The ghost Humen is destroyed!

Chapter 32? Qiye: After all, I'm still...too weak! (Add more 521/[-] for subscription)

At some point, the moon was covered by black clouds, and the stars all over the sky also disappeared.

Only the burning wood behind him squeaked and squeaked, splashing a few sparks, dyeing the night with a tinge of fiery red.

Of course, killing people must be set on fire. This is a process and cannot be changed.

Jiang Ping thinks he is still a person who pays great attention to the sense of ritual. In addition, he has formally participated in this operation, so he has a sense of identity.

Although, he just made a soy sauce.

To be more precise, he was beaten.

He and Qiye stood in front of the burning house, with hands behind their backs, without saying a word, but the villain's style came out naturally.

But after not keeping this look for a long time, Jiang Ping couldn't help but glance at Qiye beside him, his expression was indifferent, the fire was burning in his eyes, but he couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

Sure enough, this is the boss.

As for him, just now he only thought about whether he would wet the bed at night if he secretly went to play with fire.

"Your Highness, everything has been taken care of."

A dark shadow fell gently, half-kneeling behind Qiye, and there was still a faint smell of blood on his body that hadn't dissipated.

The Ghost Tiger Gang was naturally not unprepared.

After both Zeng Ruhu and Guihu were killed, many vigilant gang members followed their bosses and left through secret paths within the gang.

Speaking of which, Zeng Ruhu personally arranged this secret passage, hoping that if one day he was surrounded by his enemies, there would be another way to escape.

It's just that he was too confident in Yaochen's position as a master on the master rankings, and Qiye's attack was too fierce, so he didn't even have a chance to escape.

Of course, his men were useless.

The shadow killers under Qiye's command are all good assassins. Although the secret path is hidden, there are too many people who can't resist escaping. Whenever they move, the shadow killers can sniff out the movement.

Then naturally it is just waiting for a rabbit.

The members of the ghost tiger gang thought they had escaped from the sky, but they didn't know that the entrance of the passage was a sickle that killed people.

"Ah."

Qiye nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

In fact, if he hadn't accompanied Jiang Ping here to watch the excitement, he would not have paid much attention to such trivial matters at the end.

"Subordinates retire."

The Shadow Killer bowed again, then retreated into the shadows and disappeared without a trace.

"Actually, you didn't have to make a sound just now."

"what?"

Jiang Ping was taken aback and looked at Qiye.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he actually saw a hint of embarrassment.

Qiye still had a cold face, and said lightly:

"Or do you think I can't beat him?"

Jiang Ping suddenly realized that he felt that he was underestimated, so he quickly said with a flattering smile:

"Where is this? Brother Qiye's magic power is overwhelming, and the mere medicine dust is just easy to grab and sprinkle water.

However, ahem, if it hurts and hits somewhere, we will lose a lot, and it's not worth it. "

Naturally, he didn't make a sound just because he wanted to enhance his presence.

In this kind of scene, he wished that he could be as transparent as possible.

But he knew that with Qiye's personality, if he really fought against Yaochen, he would definitely have to separate life and death.

And Yao Chen is worthy of his self-proclaimed pure yang body, he suddenly fell into a mess.

Regardless of the fact that they only fought one move just now, Qiye was forced to use his two hole cards, the sword-drawing technique and the star-absorbing magic tome.

This is also what Qiye said, but more people died.

For him, as long as there is one more living person present, it is a big medicine bottle that can replenish blood at any time.

If the fight continues, Qiye can certainly defeat Yaochen with the ability of unlimited battery life, but it is a loss.

But all magic skills must have sequelae, big or small.

As for the sequelae of the Star-absorbing Magic Code, Qiye also mentioned it to him, that is, once he absorbs too much and too complicated power, and there is no time to refine it, it is easy to leave hybrid power in the body and disrupt the operation of his own power.

Once there are too many impurities and one becomes obsessed, it is absolutely inevitable that one's skill will suffer a great loss.

In order to survive in the Demon Sect, Qiye overused the Star-absorbing Magic Tome. In fact, the sequelae have been revealed, but almost no one knows about it.

But as Qiye's good brother, Jiang Ping is naturally qualified to know this secret.

Because Qiye knew that Jiang Ping also practiced this technique, in order not to let him repeat his mistakes, he said it specially.

Jiang Ping was stunned.

Every time he used up his star-absorbing star, he felt extremely refreshed, how could it be as dangerous as Qiye said.

But it's probably the difference between a grass sucker and a human sucker.

Therefore, if Qiye fights with Yaochen, his sequelae will definitely be further deepened, which is not worth it.

After all, killing Yaochen won't bring any benefits, instead, he really became immortal with Yaochen.

At this stage, Jiang Ping still thinks that deterrence is the main thing.

Don't look at them killing so fiercely, but they didn't shake the foundation of Yaomeng at all, they just spit a few mouthfuls on their reputation.

This is what Jiang Ping said to see the sincerity of the drug alliance.

After all, the chicken was killed, so the monkey should be brought out for a walk.

Hearing Jiang Ping's explanation, Qiye didn't blame him for his presumptuous assertion, he knew that Jiang Ping was thinking of him.

Many times, even if he doesn't agree with Jiang Ping's decision, he still chooses to believe him.

Because he felt that if even Jiang Ping chose to hurt him, the world would be meaningless.

So he sighed slightly and said:

"I'm still too weak after all."

""

I am too weak!

too weak!

Weak!

The voice of the weak echoed in Jiang Ping's mind.

His smile suddenly froze on the spot.

You are too weak, so what am I?

What should I do if I have a myocardial infarction?Is there any specific medicine?

"what happened to you?"

Jiang Ping squatted down clutching his chest, and said in pain:

"I was accidentally injured by a strong force just now, and it hurts a bit."

The corners of Qiye's mouth twitched, revealing a trace of dumbfounding.

After staying with Jiang Ping for a long time, he also has a little understanding of a series of strange words in his mouth. Of course, this is all caused by strangers.

He kicked Jiang Ping lightly and said:

"Okay, get up. You and I were trained together back then, and your qualifications are not inferior to mine. Although it is still so-so now, it is slack after all.

In this world, if you don't have the strength to be with you, you will not be free after all. "

"Well, don't I still have you?"

Jiang Ping still smiled nonchalantly:

"If you can't beat me, I'll ask you for help. You can't just ignore death, right? Then I'll be too sad."

Qiye shook her head: "But I can't save you every time, and besides, even I can"

He stopped suddenly and didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Jiang Ping did not pursue the question, but followed along:

"Actually, I'm not bad now, okay. If you don't have five meridian masters, you can count the current martial arts. Apart from perverts like you, there are a few people who can compare to me."

Qiye frowned and said: "But you are too weak, you almost didn't even beat an ordinary four-vein master just now. Such empty airs are useless except to look good."

"Ahem, you don't slap people in the face when you hit them, and you don't expose them if you expose them. Brother Qiye, can't you save me some face?"

Seeing Qiye's frown getting deeper and deeper, Jiang Ping hurriedly said:

"Okay, I will work hard in the future, not to mention leapfrogging and fighting like you, it should be okay to be equal.

Besides, don't underestimate me. "

Jiang Ping bulged his biceps, and then a faint starlight lit up between his eyebrows.

"Fate star, open!"

As if the sluice was releasing water, a powerful momentum suddenly rose from Jiang Ping's body.

But this momentum came and went quickly.

The stars on Jiang Ping's eyebrows gradually faded away.

"See, it's a trick!"

Jiang Ping wiped his nose, like a child showing off his favorite toy.

"Just now, I just wanted to learn a few tricks with that person, but who would have thought that he shamelessly called pets to sneak attack.

If next time, I will directly beat him into a big pie. "

Qiye was noncommittal: "I hope so."

"Hey, your attitude seems very disdainful?"

"Have it?"

"I'm going, I have a bad temper, oops, brother, don't kick my ass"

Amidst Jiang Ping's gags, the two parallel figures gradually drifted away and disappeared into the depths of the night

Chapter 33? Medicine League (Add more 521/[-] for subscription!)

This is a group of mountains shrouded in dense fog, high mountains and flowing water, waterfalls hanging directly on Qianchuan, above the soaring water vapor, there are white cranes flying past, just like a fairyland on earth.

In the shadow of the mountains, it is a vast flat land with traffic of rice paddies and tens of miles in length and width.

The first thing that catches the eye is the golden field that can't be seen at a glance.

The well-cultivated fields are as if measured with a ruler. They are straight, square and square, and there is no mistake.

A little further on, there is a medicine garden, where all kinds of strange medicinal materials are planted sparsely on the ground according to their own habits, separated from each other, without disturbing each other.