Chapter 85 The grudges are clear
As he said that, he immediately looked at Jin Yichen with confusion, obviously he was a little confused about why the other party knew this secret.
Back to the point, Sang Erlang suddenly slapped the horse's head with his backhand. Then, after a loud stern, the horse's head was shattered, as if his hand was cast by iron. After that, he knocked the horse to the ground and then cut open the horse's belly with another knife, pulling out the intestines inside...
"vomit……"
In this way, Zhu Lei'er felt that she was about to spit out a spit. But before she could turn her head, she saw that there was a small ball made of silver in Sang Erlang's hand...
"Well, is this?"
At this time, Zhu Lei'er was not confused for too long. Sang Erlang looked at this side with a proud look on his face again. It was just because he saw that Yinhua's mother had lowered her head, so he finally stopped at Zhu Lei'er's face and said, "Don't you want to know that I'll give you another hour to see something? Well, that's it!"
As he said that, he directly pinched the silver ball with two fingers and turned it. As a result, the silver ball immediately cracked in half and a wax ball rolled out from it. Then he immediately patted the wax ball and took out a white silk full of words...
"Little girl, take a look!"
In this way, Sang Erlang smiled and spread the Bai Juan in front of Zhu Lei'er. As a result, it was written on it: "Master Sang: When this letter arrives at the left and right, it will definitely be the time for you to ascend to the throne. It is really a matter of day to carry forward the noble education with your amazing talent. I am not only a blessing for the noble education, but also a blessing for the martial arts world. There is no problem with the matters of consultation in the past. I can make every effort to guarantee that the next Huangchi meeting will give way to the wise and take the noble education as the main alliance.
Since you are holding the ox, Wudang Shaolin will be your subordinate. However, there are still details here to be paid to the merchants. I hope you can come here to meet within ten days. I am foolish to cook wine and wait for you. I will pay special attention to this and wish you great peace."
There is no name below the letter, just a note was drawn.
At this time, Sang Erlang raised his head and laughed: "How is it, did you see it? From now on, my Tiancan Sect will not only compete with Shaolin Wudang for a day, but also in the end they will surrender to my feet."
As he said that, he immediately smiled and became more proud, and even Jin Yichen shook his head in the end...
In this way, when Sang Erlang finally laughed so hard that his chin was a little sore, Jin Yichen suddenly said to Sang Mukong who was lying on the ground: "Master Sang, it's time to get up!"
Sang Erlang was shocked when he heard this. He was about to turn his head to check it out, but suddenly he found that his hands were trembling and his eyes were blurred...
"this……"
In this way, Sang Erlang and the four disciples of the Tiancan Sect who were always kneeling on the ground yawned one after another, and finally fell down with a plop!
At this time, Jin Yichen finally broke free from the rope, and then walked to Sang Mukong and picked up the folding fan that originally belonged to Sang Erlang and then returned to Zhu Lei'er and slapped it. Then the little girl who had just fainted for less than half a minute had woken up again...
"How did you do it?" As Jin Yichen expected, Zhu Lei'er asked this question immediately after seeing the surrounding situation clearly.
At this time, Jin Yichen slapped Yinhua Girl and herself in a silence, and then said the truth: "To be honest, when Sang Erlang was concentrating on taking silver balls from the horse's belly, I took the opportunity to pop the small piece of Mengxiang from the carriage into the fire, and immediately informed you that Sister Yinhua held her breath. However, she was not very skilled enough, and even once she spoke, she would vent her anger. Therefore, when Sang Erlang saw it, she lowered her head, but it was not because she was afraid of looking at Sang Erlang."
As he said that, he turned his head and said to Sang Mukong, who was lying on the ground again: "How is it, Master Sang, I have revealed all this. Do you still want to continue disguising it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Mukong finally stood up slowly. However, unlike when he first entered the cave, his face was not only rotten at this moment, but also his facial features were almost impossible to distinguish, so that he looked like a persimmon that had been smashed. But even so, there was still a devilish silver light flashing in his eyes.
Back to the point, Jin Yichen looked at him deeply again, and then suddenly sighed: "Although Sang Erlang's ability to do acting is already very good, he can only be considered a child who has not grown up when compared with you!"
"Yes, I am indeed playing the show. The reason is that I have known that this evil is ill-behaved." Sang Mukong admitted: "But even though that is the case, I also know that he was not so brave at first, so someone must have been secretly instigating him. But even if I tried to question Sang Erlang, I would never tell the truth, so I deliberately pretended to die and wait for the man to show up, but I didn't expect that this person would be the old man Fanghe who was famous for his chivalrous."
As he said that, before Jin Yichen and the other two responded, Sang Mukong suddenly reached out to touch his face, and then his face, which was already rotten and inhuman, miraculously turned into a middle-aged man's face with a clear face and a handsome and handsome face.
At this time, he continued: "This evil disciple was vicious and actually hid the holy water of the Heavenly Silkworm in the hilt of the knife. This water was extremely vicious. No matter who had a drop on his body, it would turn into a pile of meat paste within half an hour. But he forgot that the mask was carefully made by me and was not damaged by water and fire. Although the poisonous water of the Heavenly Silkworm Holy Water was strong, it could not invade the mask, let alone touching my face."
At this moment, Zhu Lei'er suddenly smiled and said, "You look very good, why do you have to wear a mask?"
"That's because anyone who sees me true face must die." Sang Mukong seemed a little dissatisfied with Zhu Lei'er's big and small, and after hearing this, Sang Mukong said coldly.
"Well……"
In this way, Zhu Lei'er couldn't help but shiver on the spot, and then said in a little fear: "Are you..."
At this moment, Sang Mukong suddenly smiled softly and said, "Don't worry, this is not my true face."
Chapter completed!