Overgod Ascension

“Dead... dead...”

Wu Si stared stubbornly at the head of Wu Wei, and seemed unable to believe that he had previously talked to his laughing-style compatriot brother, so he turned away.

Especially in front of him, he was also surrounded by a group of swords, sharp almost pointed at the vest.

The cold feeling of Sword Feng and the harsh color in the other's eyes made him wonder if the other person would dare to really stab him as long as he had a slight movement.

But at this moment, his lips were wriggling and his heart was filled with wonder: “How dare he? How dare he? How dare you kill my Wu family? ”

In his mind, when Wu Ming was a man of Wu Ming's choice, it was nothing, but now he finds himself quite wrong.

“You killed him. How dare you kill him? All right, good! ”

The old man of Wujia broke apart: “I remember you! ”

‘I'm so disappointed that my name is so arrogant and my strength isn't half! ’

Wu Ming was speechless and stretched out another lazy waist: “It seems that you don't recognize the reality, so I'll tell you with the truth! ”

He pointed behind his back: "Wu family, I'm in charge! Let my wife get rid of you Wujia, haha... you dare to humiliate me with such shame, of course I will pay tribute to one or two! ”

"What sin should I commit before insulting a sergeant and roaring for his dignity? ”

“Whipping! ”

Wu Tiehu answered aloud.

“Good! Drag it down, fifty whips each! ”

Wu Ming pointed to Wutong Tian: “This is finally my mother's parents. It can't be too ugly in face, just cut it by half! ”

“Vertical! ”

Wutong's sky rose red: “How dare you humiliate my husband so much?! ”

However, before he finished his speech, he was dragged down by a warrior who looked like a tiger. Wu Tiehu lifted his whip with a smile and smoked it violently!

Pfft!

A blood stain appeared, and the instant one let Wutong live in his mouth.

Ouch!

Severe pain!

The pain of drilling even makes Wutong Tianjin's room a little bit of a trance of consciousness.

Whiplash is a military whip, made of good cowhide and tanned. It is sturdy and must be soaked with salt water before each whiplash is inflicted. This is to prevent wound infection, and the second is to deliberately increase pain.

“Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law help me! ”

Wushi Juvenile, immediately after three or four lashes down, honestly rolled, slurping.

“Go on!”

Wu Ming's eyes didn't blink.

Pfft!

After more than a dozen lashes, Wutong Tian's back was already blurred, blood stains mixed with clothes, gasping constantly, almost screaming: “Wait! My husband is wearing clothes! ”

Wu Tiehu stopped and looked at Wu Ming.

“Are you nuts? The execution is not over. Why did you stop? ”

Wu Ming opened the book just now, picked up the brush in his right hand, dipped it in ink, and went on to write it carefully.

His words were originally handed down from the dude, his watch was in vain, but after reincarnation, his chest had trenches, but it was the wind bone gradually emerged. At this time, the dragon snake, the paper cloud cigarette, with a rhyme, was very handy.

Naturally, it's not copying, it's writing.

In this troubled world of big business, Wu Ming knocked a number of advantages from Yuqing Old Road. The Yu Qing Dao method at the level of immortal did not mention first. The geographic map of the mountain river alone, as well as the secrets of Dongtian Fudi, and the legend after the immortal, are rare treasures. At this time, it is natural to write down, prepare to hide books in the Wu family, to increase the family's heritage.

Bang, bang!

Outside, after the execution, Wu Si has become a blood man, only exasperated, no air intake, but Wutong Tian still has half his life, he is sane and sober. When he saw the two Fire Phoenix Battalion guards come in, he immediately jumped forward: “Hurry... call the niece Wutong... the old man is about to be killed! ”

“Are you... Wutong Tianjia? ”

A Fire Phoenix guard recognized Wu Tongtian, but did not come forward to help him, but did not look away. First, he saluted Wu Ming: “Master! ”

“Well, since he wants to see Wuhuan, you can pass it on! ”

Wu Ming pen and ink kept talking.

Shortly afterwards, Mu Xiao, dressed in a maid's dress, hurried away with a colour of yolk on her face.

“Niece! Niece!”

Wutong Tian seemed to see the savior and jumped forward: “Look at the Wu family, this is going to kill me! ”

“And your two brothers, one with only half a breath left, one with his head hanging there! You're in charge of us! ”

“My uncle is joking! ”

Wu Xiang waved his palace robe, but walked into the hall and grinded for Wu Ming: “My concubine is Wu's wife, my husband is going to dispose of you, how can I get involved? ”

“You?! ”

Wutong Tian didn't come up in a breath, rolled his white eyes and passed out.

“Bring it down! Don't mess around here! ”

Seeing Wu Ming speak no words, Wu Xiao couldn't help but fade away.

“No!”

Wu Tiehu's heart admired Wu Ming, immediately commanded the soldier, dragged the two men down, and Fengwei automatically went up to clean the ground. Soon, he recovered like old, he could not even smell a little blood.

“Good calligraphy, husband! ”

This kills one person, sentences two people, and is still the son of Wujia, but Wu Xiao seems to have no care. Instead, he was attracted to the attention of Wu Ming's handbook.

“... Blessed are those who, in circles or hundreds of miles, or thousands of miles, have four seasons of profit, and the heavens and the earth change, but the sun and the moon do not rise and fall, the stars of the heavens...”

“... eavesdropping, Zhou Tianxing Palace has hollow sky, the night is full of stars and stars, its disciples thrive, the population gathers, tens of thousands to build a city...”

Wu Ming's calligraphy had attracted Wu Ming, but immediately, he was deterred by the contents of the handbook, and his eyes could no longer be turned.

“… those who follow will also feel Sven, and become aware of the truth of the world, except those who transgress. ”

Wu Ming wrote very quickly, but every word was hand-worked and neat. It was written in plaintext, horizontal and vertical, clear and very comfortable to look at.

After the last sentence was added, Wu Xiao slowly exhaled. He looked around, but it was almost dusk. He couldn't help but smile: “Reading good articles, such as alcoholic brewing, is really smooth, I don't know what this text is called? ”

“This is the Journey of the Free, a scattered cultivation called the Joy of the Free, a vast, lifelong experience...”

Wu Ming blew the last page: “After this book is silently completed, I want to hide it in Wu Jia's library, as a descendant! ”

“Cave heaven and earth...”

Wuhuang muttered, even though it was a Wujia family, the records of both were merely words and words.

But she couldn't believe that her husband had already started to touch this kind of thing. Don't underestimate this. This is the heritage of a family!

Without these accumulations, it would be nothing more than an outbreak in the eyes of others.

‘With this book... the mysteries are almost silent...’

Wu Ming threw the brush away, but there appeared to be some thought in his eyes: ‘Finally, there is the Yu Qingdao method, what reason should I find to send it to Wu Qingdao? But she already guessed that I was the returner, and she didn't have to give me any reason? ’

“What is the husband thinking? ”

Perhaps it was the intuition peculiar to his wife. When Wu Ming was slightly distracted and remembered another woman, Wu Xiao's talking eyes looked at him.

“Cough...”

Wu Ming coughed twice: "For my husband, doing so today won't embarrass you? ”

“Why ask the concubine if she did everything? ”

Wu Xiao seems to have some grudges, but she is a very intelligent woman, and she has not bothered with the problem. “Just as the concubine wants to reform my family, she will have to open a few knives in the next generation, which is nothing...”

Speaking of which, finally, there is the general's atmosphere of decisive slaughter decision: “invasion of the field mu, just bad my family voice, there is communication with the foreign clan, the desire to externalize, overthrow me... hey, it seems that the gentlemen of Wujia Private School should be replaced, even the skin does not exist, Mao won't teach them the attached logic? ”

“How can one live with common sense? ”

Wu Ming shrugged his shoulders: “Aren't they so arrogant in front of me? ”

“That's the husband. You didn't tell anybody, okay? ”

Takeshi regained her little daughter's posture and turned a white eye: “If they knew you were real, who would dare to be rude? ”

Unlike Wu Ming Wei Li, Wu Ming Wei Li belongs to himself, but does not care at all about the change of secular power.

This is just his class, especially when it comes to the fairies of the earth and the fairies of heaven.

How many emperors have you changed?

In this big business mess, the mistake was not the last of a 12-gold man. Wu Ming estimated that none of the six great magicians would show up. It was probably a fairy like Yuqing. He was too deeply involved. He could not get away with it, so he would jump. He probably also lost the face of the fairy, and would be ridiculed for a long time in the same class.

By the way, Wu Qingdao will be studying at the Yuqingdao Mountain Gate in the next year! She is talented. At this time, she is a real person. Which of you can be her teacher? If you don't want to go to Blessed Land, please teach the fairy herself... ’

‘Yu Qing Lao Dao has the magic meritorious fruit, Shou Yuan for a thousand years, if there is no external robbery, when he can live to this day, Tsk... unfortunately, I watch his luck, although with the power of Ji Yi's true dragon to build the magic fairy, Nai He was later pitted too miserable, I'm afraid the heavenly fairy for the rest of his life is hopeless...’

Wu Ming made a good cover this time, coughing directly: “Madam... it's late at night...”

Wu Xiao replied low and low, and two red clouds flew up on his face.

……

Pfft!

With the heavy snow, five years of peace have finally come to an end.

“Half the slaughter of Su has yet to be lifted, the grass in front of the lamp writes peaches...”

Peace be upon you for five years, the night of your death.

Wu Ming stood at the top of Wu Jiabao, looking against the fence, behind Wuqing, Wu Qingqing, even afraid to hide in the corner of Li Xiuyun was in the table, outside joyful Yangyang, the people cheered the peacock, and burned wooden bamboo, to get rid of it too old, the family home reunion, full of its joyful melting scene.

“After five years of peace, the next six years of peace, Wu Qing is going to refine the Daoist law, Wu Qing is going to rehabilitate the two counties, clean up the housework, even though it is me, have to go on a long trip and take the opportunity to solve the remnants of the bloodshed alliance... many things autumn! ”

Wu Ming suddenly sighed, swinging his smile on his face, quickly blended into the noise below...