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Chapter Thirteen: The Spies of the Spies

The sword tip of the Paotianming said to the ground: "Who will say another word... I want martial arts at the entrance of my restaurant? How many levels of martial arts will be destroyed first." The Demon Sect and others were obviously very angry, but everyone was very smart and silent, hoping that others would tease it first. But they were not afraid. After all, there was a win or a small loss in this scene, so the main question is who lost now.

The disciples of the Demon Cult who were killed after a while had arrived from the resurrection site and shouted wildly: "Fuck..." They were still not finished. This time, the sword piano was used to make a sword, and the palm-breaking style directly pierced his right palm, and a white light rose up.

Three minutes later, the waiter was furious: "Satan, why don't you come back and let me test the knife?" He glanced at the player in front of him and said, "Who will play?"

Everyone was shocked. They knew the unique skills of Pao Tianming. The sword and qin were also unique skills beyond their expectations. Now a foreigner with a knife is so arrogant. Not to mention that it must be a unique skill. A disciple of the Demon Cult on the left waved his hand and retreated first with a dozen people. Then teams slowly withdrew, no one left any harsh words, and no one wanted to show off and be remembered.

Pao Tianming asked the remaining two teams, a total of more than 30 people: "Don't leave?" After the words fell, the sentence immediately: "If you don't leave, die!" The three of them, including Wu Pisces, took action together, and two of them fell down in just one round. The remaining people quickly turned around and ran towards the resurrection site. Pao Tianming was right and did not forgive others. Relying on his light skills, he chased and danced swords along the way. Twenty people ran down the road. Pao Tianming looked at the short message and pointed at the resurrection site for more than 20 people at the resurrection site. "My buddy of Wu Pisces, I want to use his tricks to make the highlights. Who dares to curse a swear word, I chased him for three days."

Pao Tianming returned to the restaurant and walked in and said coldly: "Leng Alliance Leader, good means, I released the news that Xiaoyu was here, and then came to give me some advice. What exactly do you want to do?"

Leng Ruoxue walked over from a remote corner and said, "Isn't this great? Those people will scramble for the forum and sect chat in a while. In this way, even Xueying must take into account some points before completing the unique task. Can't we give Wushuang more time to consider?"

"What I'm not happy about is that someone is using a gun." Pao Tianming drew his sword, and white light surrounded Leng Ruoxue's disbelief.

Waiter Yaran: "How can you treat a lady like this?"

Wu Pisces said, "It's really a bit ruthless, at least let her finish her words."

Jianqin said: "Actually, I think Leng Ruoxue is really powerful. This is a very obvious example. In fact, there are still many people in this world who are afraid of evil people. If we were to speak to them just now, I promise that we would be scolded for being scolded. Look at the mighty style of making tea, "JW chases you for three days." None of them dared to speak. Everyone was very angry, but they were unwilling to speak first."

Wu Pisces said: "Why is this scene like a criminal committing a murderer, but no one is willing to come forward first. Although they are also very angry."

"This is human psychology. When you are afraid of standing up and dying, others will watch it. In fact, they are not without a sense of justice, they just don't have the courage." The waiter concluded.

They didn't know how profound this sword was, and they were completely ineligible to be recorded in history. Because they just opened a new era of chaos...

...

The waiter is worthy of being a scumbag among the bad guys. The task is so simple that it is boring. The fourth session is to notify and lead twelve small NPC sects to Shaolin Temple. The two of them are in the carriage. The waiter took a black wooden sign according to the task coordinates and pulled a hundred people away to ride the carriage together. The only bad thing is that because he is not a Shaolin disciple, he can only bring a thousand people from Henan to Shaolin Temple. The fifth session of the waiter is to help a NPC named Ren Woxing get out of trouble and take the token back to hand in the service.

The spectacular scene along the way made players point fingers, but everyone knew that this was a system mission, and the sky was in trouble, and no one came up to harass him. Halfway through the journey, someone rode a donkey over, and followed two rural farmers, one carrying a load of vegetables and the other carrying a load of mountain firewood. An old man was riding on the donkey, bending his back and coughing, and his clothes were filled with nails. There were many people here, holding weapons, shouting all the way, and the momentum was very strong. When the NPC on the road saw it, he had been away from the side. But the three of them turned a blind eye and rushed towards everyone.

The waiter raised his fist... NPC did not respond and continued to move forward loudly. Pao Tianming cursed and said, "You think they are Marines!" The waiter laughed and shook the token and said, "STOP...stop!"

The old man stopped ten steps away from everyone, looked at Paotianming for a long time, asked, "Are you just making tea in Qingmei?"

Pao Tianming replied with a thud: "Yes... are you?"

The old man said nothing, "I am just Chongxu who passed away by rumors in the world. Do you know who is talking like this?"

Pao Tianming was frightened and was a sign of cleaning up the portal. He hurriedly replied: "It turns out that it is Boss Chongxu, who has admired him for a long time. Why are you free to walk your donkey?"

The old man replied: "There is no way. I heard that a great evil man was revealed. I heard that he was still a disciple of Wudang. I heard that his name is also called Qingmei Chuan Tea. Is it you?"

Pao Tianming replied in his heart: "I'm a common person you always talk about... Brother Xu, you won't kill him, right?"

Chongxu sighed and said, "That won't be possible. Why do you say that bastard is the disciple of the ancestor? It's just that the ancestor just gave me a task to increase moral value, but unfortunately I can't find anyone!"

Pao Tianming hurriedly approached and said, "It is said that I am that person."

Chongxu nodded: "Oh? So you are that person? Then go!"

“Where to go?”

"Shaolin."

"What mission?"

Chongxu glanced at Qianbaren and asked, "What do you think?"

The waiter was shocked and pulled Pao Tianming's sleeves and said, "No! Mr. Chongxu, can you use him evenly for a few hours first?" He never expected that Puo Tianming would set up a strong enemy instead.

Chongxu drew his sword and turned around and said to the two village farmers: "Prepare to clean up the portal."

Pao Tianming hurriedly raised his hand and said, "No! Don't! As a disciple of the righteous path, I naturally have to draw a clear line with evil demons. Brother Xu, let's go." A text message: I'll be a spy.

The waiter replied urgently: If you want to be a spy, don’t be a spy among spies.

...

Chongxu led the Paotianming to lead the way. Chongxu taught: "Taoist calls it sitting and transformation, and passing away is a Buddhist saying. You must never make any mistakes."

Pao Tianming flattered: "You old master, naturally, you will pass away first and then pass away. This will make you unique."
Chapter completed!
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