The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Bloody all the way up the street, the pungent bloody breath echoed, Concession Extraordinary frowned slightly.

"There is more than sin in life, and more than guilty in death. In addition to helping others to abuse and being controlled by others, what is the meaning of your life in this life?"

Bu Feihua looked at the bloody spirit, and his eyes were calm, as deep as the starry sky of a starry night.

"It's important for people to know themselves. It's ridiculous that the world can't see the blindness in front of them. Living with a deceit, it's not freedom after all."

A faint groan echoed, and a lonely figure stood against the wind, looking at the end of the street.

It was dark there, and in the dark corner, a shadow was hiding there, slowly walking out with the sound of "tap".

It was a man wearing Nanzhao's unique Miao costume. He wore a cloth crown on his head with extremely ornate gems.

"Witch King?"

Bu Feihua looked at the man in front of him faintly.

The visitor glanced at the corpses of more than a dozen moon worshipers on the ground, his eyes shrunk imperceptibly, and his eyes were extraordinary, with a smiling face and kindness.

"Are you the righteous man who escorted Ling'er?"

"I have seen the Witch King."

Bu Feifan bowed slightly, it was a kind of courtesy, it didn't have to be like this in his capacity, but this person is Zhao Ling'er's father after all.

The Witch King shook his head and said with a smile: "The righteous man does not need to be like this. It is a great kindness to trouble you to escort Ling'er all the way. Don't worry, you are good at escorting Ling'er. As the Witch King of Nanzhao Kingdom, I will not let you help in vain. ."

"You take this token. You can come to my palace tomorrow day. With this token, no one will stop you. At that time, whether it is Divine Armament, Magic Treasures, Cultivation Technique, Medicine Pill, or cultivation resources, I will Can be rewarded to you."

A black light was planed over by the Witch King, and it was pinched by Bu Feihua in his hand. He glanced at the token faintly, and saw that the token was made of a rare thousand-year sacred tree, with two ancient sacred pieces on one side. Vigorous font-Nanzhao.

On the other side are engraved with countless Gu worms. This is a unique custom of Nanzhao. Nanzhao's art of raising Gu is the totem of this country.

"The reward is unnecessary. With the relationship between me and Ling'er, this is what I should do." Bu Feifan said flatly.

"Yes?"

The Witch King’s expression was slightly unnatural, but then it was well concealed, and then he laughed and said, “Don’t reward the righteous man with the respect of the righteous man, but I’m so powerless in Nanzhao.”

After all, the Witch King waved his hand and said without refusal: "The righteous man does not have to refuse. The king has a thousand dollars. If you say a reward, you will be rewarded."

Bu Feifan said, "Thank you Witch King, then!"

"Um!"

Upon seeing the step, the Witch King agreed, and immediately went to the topic, and began to show his intentions: "Righteous man, Ling'er is okay!"

The Witch King was very worried, and looked extremely angry at the broken corpses all over the floor.

"Unexpectedly, these moon worshipers were so rampant, they really dared to attack Ling'er. Although this king knew that Ling'er might be disadvantageous, he didn't expect to be late."

"If it weren't for your righteous guardian, I would really dare not imagine everything."

Bu Feihua also looked at the bloody water without expression, and said, "The Witch King doesn't need to take it to heart. Ling'er is fine, and everything else is not important."

"But so!"

The Witch King laughed and talked with Bu Feihuai for a while to reveal the matter, and asked, "Yes, I don't know where Linger is?"

Bu Feifan turned around and took a look and said, "Ling'er has fallen asleep in the inn."

"Oh, Ling'er has a rough life in her life. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have been out forever. Since she is willing to come back today, this king will definitely compensate her well in the future."

The Witch King said painfully, as if he was extremely regretful for the past.

"The Witch King is serious!"

Bu Fei Jing glanced at the Witch King in a strange way, and said something indifferently.

"Is there something wrong? Why does the righteous man look at me like this?" The Witch King asked strangely.

Bu Feifan glanced at the Witch King again, his expression even more weird: "No, I just feel that you have a good control of this character, you have a very full mood, and your performance is very tense. Seeing that you are so dedicated, I have it. A sense of substitution."

"What? Righteous man, what are you talking about?"

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the Witch King, and he changed the subject: "In order to prevent the Moon Worship Sect from being able to take advantage of it, and achieve the purpose that is detrimental to Ling'er, this king wants to take Ling'er away and strictly protect her in the palace. "

"The righteous man will accompany this king to wake her up!"

"Naturally! Witch King, please!"

Bu Feihua slowly stepped away from the figure and stretched out a hand to lead the way for the Witch King.

The Witch King smiled and showed Bufan, striding over and walking towards the inn in a stride.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of force behind him, and the Witch King’s smile was frozen at the corner of his mouth. The next moment he already felt his own neck was pinched by a cold palm.

The chill spread to his head through his spine, and the whole brain was plunged into an extreme cold cellar.

"Young man, what do you mean?"

The Witch King's expression changed, instead of calling Bu Fei a gentleman as a righteous man, his tone became very severe.

"It's not interesting, I just think you have a talent for acting, and you have a scene with you. I feel that if you are in the show business, you must be a celebrity-level figure. A little fresh meat like me who has no acting skills is very ashamed!"

Bu Feihua blushed, as if he didn't know why he was ashamed.

"Nonsense, eloquent words!" The Witch King sternly said: "Let go of this king, and this king forgive you! If you dare to be presumptuous, even if you are Ling'er's benefactor, you still don't want to leave Nanzhao. ."

"What an impassioned dialogue, I was touched by what I said?!" Bu Feihua grabbed the Witch King's neck and threw him out like a sandbag.

The Witch King was covered in dust and was very embarrassed from the ground. He finally felt something wrong, and said sharply, "When did you find me?"

"From the beginning." Bu Feihua said.

"How is it possible? This king asked himself that he didn't reveal any flaws." The Witch King looked embarrassed, but he would never endure such insults from Bu Feihua.

"Still thinking of yourself as this king, it seems that you are really deeply involved in the drama?"

Bu Feifan sighed: "It's worthy of being an old drama bone!"

"Let's do it! I'll give you a prize!"

Bu Feifan gave the Witch King an expression of admiration, and the Witch King's heart trembled when he saw his strange eyes, and he was a little hairy.

Before Bu Fei's words had completely fallen down, the Witch King had already flown out again. He felt an invisible force that could not be resisted grabbed his waist and abdomen almost instantly, and smashed him heavily towards the ground.

boom!

The earth shattered, and the rubble spattered.

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