Dijiexing started his hand cleanly and cut off the index finger of Tuoquanzi's right hand with one knife. Although such a small injury cannot die, as the saying goes, it is good, and the pain of ten fingers is back to the heart. The bull's nose has been used to being pampered in life. He has suffered so much that it has been so painful. It was so painful that his whole body twitched like a sheep's wind, and his tears and snot rolled down uncontrollably. The situation seemed very pitiful. Yang Zhao was shocked again and shouted: "Stop! What kind of heroic man do you bully an ordinary person who knows martial arts like this? If you want to use a knife, even if you come to Yang."

Tianjixing didn't raise his eyelids and said leisurely: "The eldest son has a noble status. We are just a lowly person in the world. How dare we disrespect you? But this time we really wanted to help the eldest son sincerely, but you kept people from thousands of miles away, which really made people feel heartbroken."

Yang Zhao had no choice but to sigh: "It's not that Yang doesn't give Mr. Tianji face, it's really..."

"Dijie, do it!" Before Yang Zhao finished speaking, Tianjixing stopped shouting softly. Dijiexing followed his orders, and immediately raised his sword and cut off the other finger of the Thiequanzi. The twitching of the Taoist priest had gradually subsided, but suddenly he lost another finger, and his whole body was shocked again. The scene was similar to the two Taoist children who played with Zhou Ying and Shouke in the past. But there was a huge difference between the two joys and so we didn't need to be explained in detail. Yang Zhao was shocked and angry when he saw it, and shouted: "Tianjixing, the two families cooperated and always wanted to be in love. How could there be such a coercive person as you?"

"The eldest son is clear. Our world is wild and does not understand etiquette. But after a close thought, the sun can be expressed." Tianjixing stroked the long beard under his jaw and said, "If the eldest son wants to keep the ten fingers of this Taoist priest, it's better to agree."

Yang Zhao said angrily: "You use such a despicable means, don't even think that Yang can surrender!" He could no longer hold back, and his body had moved before the voice fell. The "sickle broke the neck" slashed at the neck of Dijiexing. Tianjixing's body shook slightly, moving three feet away from the seat. The ghost-headed crutch in his hand was handed out to block the little prince's way, and shouted: "The eldest son's magical world is extraordinary, and I also want to learn about it. Please!" The crutch stretched and shrank, and the swallowing and spit was unstable and unchanging.

It was the eight magic wand techniques he had been immersed in his life. Once this stick technique was used, a gust of gusts suddenly appeared in the small building, and the ghostly aura was strong. The ghost head statue on the stick seemed to come alive, with sharp fangs showing his ghost mouth, either opening or closing, and attacking. His cultivation was so profound that he was indeed the second master of the hunting clan. Defeating the world can help Yang Zhao be invincible, but it is not possible to defeat Tianji Star in one moment.

Dijiexing obviously had to give orders before coming. When the two of them fought, he did not take action to participate in the attack. He just kept moving the dagger up and down like cutting vegetables. The ten fingers of Tuoquanzi immediately looked like Shuanghui brand ham sausages, and were cut into dozens of pieces. The size and thickness of each piece were exactly the same, and they maintained their original appearance and did not disperse. Dijiexing's handcraft was really perfect. Tuoquanzi's eyes turned white, his heart was full of fear, and he wanted to faint immediately. Unfortunately, the piece of floor cloth stuffed into his mouth was stained with his saliva, and suddenly turned into a bitter smell of medicine. The medicinal power entered his throat and turned into a cool ripples into the meridians all over his body. Tuoquanzi's spirit was immediately revived, and even the pain of his fingers being cut into ham slices disappeared.

It is obvious that the dirty, smelly and wet plaster must have been soaked with drugs like "Ma Fei San". Tuoquanzi was full of grief and anger, staring at Dijiexing with his eyes fixed on Dijiexing, struggling to resist desperately - but there was no effect? ​​Dijiexing's nerves were as thick as a ship's mast. After carefully cutting ten fingers, he cut the ten toes of Tuoquanzi. Even the toes were cut, and he looked up to face the Taoist priest's inexplicable gaze, grinned and smiled, and suddenly reached out, grabbed Tuoquanzi's pants and pulled them hard. "Shi~"

The sound of the cracking silk sounded, but the dust root was revealed. Dijiexing didn't think it was dirty, so he put the knife over and competed for two. The Tuoquanzi was tied up all over and could not look down at each other. However, his body felt more agile. The cold blade pressed against the work, and he immediately became excited again. There was an unpleasant fear between his eyebrows, and his whole body shivered uncontrollably. The tongue was rushing in his mouth, and he mumbled in his throat, just wanting to spit out the rag to beg for mercy, but where could it be?

Although Yang Zhao was fighting with the Tianjixing, he always thought about paying attention to the movements on this side. Seeing that Dijiexing seemed to be trying to purify the body of the Thieves, he was even more shocked and thought: "What's the good thing? I was tripped by this dead old ghost, unable to take off my body, and I couldn't save anyone. It doesn't matter if my fingers and toes are gone. At most, I will go back to Daxing in the future and ask a few more servants to take care of the Taoist priest's daily life. But if I really imprisoned the Taoist priest and was purified, what should I do?"

He also thought: "I'm not afraid of this. Anyway, the Taoist priest is a monk and must abide by the sexual precepts. That work is useless except for urination. It's better to cut it early and end up with the six senses. Maybe it can help the Taoist priest practice early and become an immortal in the sun. From then on, he eats wind and drinks dew, and is free and free, but he is a hundred times better than me who is still rolling in the world. Although he can't help but suffer some flesh and blood, but he can get free forever forever, so why not do it? It's better to cut it, it's better to cut it."

Yang Zhao was thinking a lot in his mind, and Dijie Xing naturally didn't know that he had already started to start. However, he was very unhappy and neat when cutting his fingers, but suddenly he became dragged on. The dagger changed several directions in succession, and seemed to be unsatisfied. He finally found the angle of the drop, but did not end it with one knife. Instead, he pushed the blade to the place where the Thunder Spring was pulled back and forth, sawing out red blood marks as thin as silk, and his movements were slow and he was not anxious at all. However, in this way, Tuiquanzi was even more frightened and lost his soul. He rang a few times in his throat, and his head tilted, and he wanted to faint - but how could it be so easy? Dijie Xing was familiar with the path, and turned the dagger to attack with the handle.

After knocking behind Tuoquanzi seven times, the Taoist priest was shocked and could not faint. Dijiexing laughed strangely, turned around and pressed the tip of the dagger against the ball under Tuoquanzi's dust root. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have changed his mind and no longer cut off the dust root directly. Instead, he wanted to change his method and pierce the egg yolk to let it flow out. Although Tuoquanzi ate "Ma Fei San", the place was "the most painful for men". How could he withstand it? His muscles were no longer controlled, and suddenly a yellow liquid with a fishy smell flowed down, polluting a large area of ​​the floor. Dijiexing was unprepared and was poured on the spot. The original good cultivation disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't help but curse in a furious manner.

Yang Zhao was both angry and funny, and made moves one after another, and he wanted to force Tianjixing to rescue Thieves. However, Tianjixing also saw through the little prince's attempt. The ghost-headed crutch changed his tricks, and he only defended but did not attack, building a wall and blocking the little prince. Although it was wonderful to break the world, in front of him, Tianjixing did not seek merit, but wanted nothing wrong, and protected himself to the wind and rain without any flaws. Only by fighting hard can he break the move in the shortest time. Yang Zhao lost all his strength and could be helpless. Tianjixing was sure to win, and he began to persuade "Young Master Yang" to quickly agree to form an alliance with the hunting clan and quickly tell the secret of Yang Gong's treasure house.

Yang Zhao didn't have the heart to listen to this old man's nonsense, but just stepped up his offensive to try to get through the barrier. He said in his heart: "Oh, no! The Taoist priest screamed so miserably and was afraid so much. He probably knew that he was not qualified and would not have a chance to become an immortal or a saint in his life. If he could get some benefits after cutting, it would be okay to cut it. But if it was cut it in vain, wouldn't it be too unfair? If it was cut, it would be inconvenient to urinate in the future. This old man stopped me, and it seemed that he would not be able to help anyway. After all, the Taoist priest would be unable to escape the disaster of this sword. Oh ~ Taoist priest, Taoist priest, I am Yang Zhao, I am sorry for you. At most... When I ascend the throne as the emperor in the future, I will issue an imperial edict to grant you the position of "Da Changqiu" with a rank of 2,000 stones, and let you be the eunuch in Tai Chi Palace to get compensation."

The little prince was still thinking about it, but Dijiexing was already angry and hesitated. He raised his sword and flickered the cold light, and only a slight sound of "crack" was heard, and two liang of flesh and blood left the body. Thieves were muffled and painful. But then a certain feeling of relief surged from the bottom. Suddenly, he no longer felt the pain, and the fear in his chest disappeared, and the intoxicating look appeared between his eyebrows. Unfortunately, this pleasure could only be enjoyed once in a lifetime, and it was very short-lived. Then, a large amount of blood blew out from the wound. The pain and joy alternated. The Thieves could not withstand such attacks, their eyes turned pale, and their heads were drooping. This time, he really fainted and no one could pull them back.

The dust root is cut off and it will never be able to continue again. The wood has become a dog, and that is irreversible. Yang Zhao sighed, stopped and shouted in a deep voice: "Stop it! Yang promises you. Stop the bleeding for the Taoist priest."

Tianjixing's eyes were bright, and he put away his crutches and paused on the floor, laughing and said, "If I had known this, why should I have been there? But if I had the intention to be so late, it would not be too late. Dijiexing, stop." Dijiexing was still unsatisfied, and he took the dagger to see what else could be cut with a knife. Before he found it, Tianjixing's orders were heard. He did not dare to disobey Tianjixing. Although he couldn't help but muttered and was full of unwillingness, he finally took the knife back. He took action to lit several acupoints of Tuoquanzi to stop bleeding. Tianjixing didn't care about his busy work, but just looked at the little prince with a smile and asked, "Grand Master, since we both have cooperated, we must all come out with sincerity. If we were just perfunctory, I'm sorry for the suffering that Taoist Master Tuoquanzi suffered?"

Yang Zhao saw that the wound of the thief had stopped bleeding, and Dijiexing was taking out the medicine powder from his arms to apply it to the Taoist priest. His life should be unimpeded. He breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Now I can only tell you that the Yuema Bridge in Daxing City has a great relationship with the treasure house. I will never say the rest again now. If you are not satisfied, it is amazing that everyone will break up in one stroke."

Tianjixing also knew the truth that it was too much and too little. It could force "Master Yang" to let go. Even if the goal had been reached, everything would be easy afterwards, and there was no need to rush. He smiled and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Since that's the case, I'll take this Taoist priest back. I'll come with the clan lord tomorrow to discuss the details with the Master. The night is already deep, so please rest well. Let's not disturb you now." After saying that, he bowed and turned to Dijiexing to make another gesture, swaying the earth pillar and walking downstairs with a crutch. Dijiexing opened the sack and stuffed the thief back randomly. Then he carried the sack on his shoulders, followed Tianjixing with great strides, "Dongdongdongdongdong~" and went downstairs.

Yang Zhao sighed and looked at the half of the flesh and blood left on the floor, feeling very sad.

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Tianjixing took Dijiexing down the small bamboo building and headed straight towards Ziwei Hall. After a while, the two of them stepped into the hall one after another. Under the candlelight, the clan leader Long Shier sat upright, closed his eyes and watched with concentration. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Old Tianji, how are you doing?"

"I will naturally succeed." Tianjixing smiled conceitably and said, "Yang Xuangan has agreed to cooperate, and it also revealed that Yang Gong's treasure house is indeed in Daxing, and it has a lot to do with the Yuema Bridge in the city."

"Yuema Bridge? This is really unexpected." Long Shier was stunned and said, "Sincere, I have been to Daxing City several times. The place where the Yuema Bridge is the most prosperous place in the city, and it will be the place where the treasure house is located? Yang Su, the old fox, is indeed very powerful."

"It is because no one else can imagine that the treasure house is hidden safely." Tianjixing smiled and said, "Otherwise, Yang Su has lived so many days since the rebellion. The emperor sent someone to dig three feet into the ground, and ten treasure houses were all revealed. However... since we know where the treasure house is, we should set off quickly. Otherwise, we may be afraid of long nights and dreams."

Long Shier nodded and said, "What Tianji is saying is that there are no need for many people to find treasures. Tomorrow morning, I will take the Four Evil Stars and the Young Master, so I will set off for Daxing. As for the valley, I will trouble Tianji to stay in charge. The whereabouts of the daughter of the Yang family are still unknown. The heartfelt words are always a hidden worry. We must speed up the dispatch of people and invite her back together."

Tianjixing smiled and said, "This old man will naturally understand... Oh, by the way, how should this thief be dealt with?"
Chapter completed!