I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Vol 2 Chapter 930: List

Xia Xiaoman's punch was terrifying.

Although Bi Tiexin's face was stern, Xia Xiaoman was his beloved apprentice after all, and he was extremely talented. He said that it was impossible for Xia Xiaoman to destroy the golden core by himself, and his life's cultivation was lost.

As he was talking, he wanted to frighten Xia Xiaoman, so he could persuade Xia Xiaoman to give up his dynasty hegemony and return to the mountain obediently. Bi Tiexin unexpectedly, Xiaoman was so strong, and Jin Dan's cultivation base was abandoned.

So Bi Tiexin became anxious:

"Stop the evildoer!"

Behind Bi Tiexin's phantom, she grabbed Xia Xiaoman's hand.

And almost at the same time,

"Sister, don't be impulsive!"

Jian Nanchun appeared from the dark, just about to stop, but he took a step behind Bi Tiexin.

It's okay if it's slow, it's okay for people to be okay anyway.

Jian Nanchun and Bi Tiexin looked at each other.

Jian Nanchun said helplessly: "Look, I said that the junior sister is determined to fight for the big fight, and no one can stop it."

Xia Xiaoman stared at the two angrily, dare you to sing a double song?

"Where is Lin Yi?"

At this moment, Bi Tiexin finally thought of another adversary.

Jian Nanchun shook his head: "I don't know, but you can rest assured, Master. Junior sister has decided this time, and Junior Brother Lin can't stop it."

He didn't dare to say that Junior Brother Lin Yi was secretly helping with this, lest the master would cast his anger on his head.

When Bi Tiexin heard it, she was speechless about Jian Nanchun's narrative, and she always felt that his disciple, unconsciously, spoke a bit like Lin Yi. After being depressed, Bi Tiexin flicked his sleeves and threw a crack in the ground.

He took a deep breath and turned his back to Xia Xiaoman.

"From today, the twenty-second generation disciple of Jielu Mountain, Xia Xiaoman, will be expelled from the Tianjian Sect. In the future, you will no longer be a disciple of the Tianjian Sect. Everyone will be punishable for attacking!"

Xia Xiaoman was stunned when she heard the words, two lines of tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, she knelt deeply on the ground again, and gave Bi Tiexin the last mentor and apprentice gift, trembling:

"Xia Xiaoman is unfilial, unfaithful, and unrighteous. Thanks to his teacher for his painstaking teachings."

She knelt for a long time, sticking incense.

When he raised his head again, there was no one in front of the tent.

...

...

After leaving the Shenwu Army barracks.

Jian Nanchun and Bi Tiexin walked with swords in the night sky one after another.

Seeing Master's more and more blessed latissimus dorsi, Jian Nanchun sighed softly: "Master, you are still softhearted."

"Humph."

Bi Tiexin snorted in front of him: "Find Lin Yi quickly, the rebel dare to do this, the teacher will not be merciless."

Jian Nanchun murmured: "My ghost knows where Junior Brother Lin Yi is..."

"If you don't know, you have to know!" Bi Tiexin snorted again: "I thought that Lin Yi and Er would be able to lead out the traitor inside the door, but unexpectedly the traitor was so calm and motionless in Tianjianmen. "

"What if this traitor doesn't exist at all?"

Bi Tiexin looked back and took a deep look at Jian Nanchun:

"In another hundred years, Yan Fuzhou will open an altar in Nanzhan Buzhou to discuss the Buddha. By this matter, Moluodian, Tianjianmen, Yan Fuzhou, and the hermits of the world's major Xuanmen will all gather in Nanzhan Buzhou Xiaoguanyin. Mountain, discuss the important things of the Xuanmen. At that time, it will be a rare grand gathering in the Xuanmen for thousands of years. And many of our elders will also gather in the southern part of the continent. If the traitors in the door are not eliminated, the elders will go out together. The interior is empty, afraid of trouble."

"What's important? What's important?"

Jian Nanchun really didn't know this crop.

"Hmph, in the past five hundred years, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has gradually declined. A hundred years later, the Nanzhan Buzhou Xuanmen gathering will focus on discussing the matter, finding out the cause, and seeking ways to remedy it."

Hundred years...

Jian Nanchun curled his lips when he heard it. He is only in his 30s and 40s, and what happens a hundred years later is very long-term.

The world of the dunya and the world of the Xuanmen are as far apart as two worlds.

When the dunya was devastated by war, the Heavenly Sword Gate was already anxious for gatherings a hundred years later.

visible,

No matter how chaotic the world is, it will not be in the eyes of the monks.

The monks are fighting for longevity, fighting for the future, and seeking detachment. It doesn't matter who is the emperor of the dynasty, who lives and lives.

...

...

south.

Jingnancheng.

Yellow leaves all over the sky.

The autumn wind is bleak.

It's another autumn.

In the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, Xia Xingchen set up an elegant seat in the courtyard, and two seats were good for futons. He sat on one seat, and the opposite side was empty.

In the elegant seat, Xia Xingchen moved gracefully, soaking a pot of aged tea, and there were two glasses on the table, he was drinking alone.

The king of Zhennan evacuated all the guards from the courtyard in advance.

Seeing this, it seems to be waiting for someone, but it doesn't seem to be.

After Xia Xingchen finished making the first pot of tea and drank three cups alone, the voice of a dry dumb bird suddenly came from behind him.

"I haven't seen you in four years, the style of Lord Nan is still the same."

Xia Xingchen was shocked.

He seems to be tasting tea, but in fact, he is full of energy and spirit to the extreme.

He just wanted to try whether he could find "that person" in a situation of high mental stress.

Unfortunately, he failed.

This person has come without a trace, and has gone without a trace, as always.

No……

It should be said that he was even more terrible compared to him who made a big trouble in Jingnan City back then.

Xia Xingchen's hand holding the purple sand teacup trembled slightly, half fear and half joy.

"Sir, please take a seat."

Xia Xingchen's trembling five fingers quickly stopped shaking. He only smiled slightly and did not look back behind him. He gestured in front of him, and once again brought the calmness and domineering that belonged to the Southern Prince in his behavior.

The visitor wore a black robe, wrapped around his body, and the robe was fitted with a spacious hood. Inside the hat, under the shadow is a face with a pale bone face. The pale mask is sharp and angular under the shadow, revealing a weird and cold atmosphere. The mask was originally where the eyes were, but only two dark holes were left.

Yi Lin spent the past two months traveling on the land of Dongsheng Shenzhou for personal matters.

When he just arrived at the "Ancient Capital of the Front, Front, and Front Dynasties", that is, Lin Biancheng, a capital that was once the "Dasheng Dynasty", he finally received Xia Xingchen's contact.

After many years, King Zhennan has secretly treasured the contact sticks given by the apocalyptic assassins before they left.

Now, the four kings struggled to a critical moment, and he finally took out the hole card.

...

Sitting across from Xia Xingchen, Yi Lin looked at the steamy tea in front of him. He gave a dry smile and pointed to the mask on his face: "You don't need tea."

Xia Xingchen, who was about to pour tea into the opponent's cup, froze, and then understood what the opponent was thinking, and nodded, "That's natural."

To drink tea, it is necessary to take off the mask, and the other party hides his head and reveals his tail, obviously not wanting others to know his identity.

"Who to kill?"

Yi Lin was wearing the vest of the apocalyptic assassin, and opened his mouth to ask.

Direct, refreshing, and straightforward, with the style of a professional assassin.

No, he is professional, but he has been in good condition for many years.

Xia Xingchen handed over a list.

The list is densely packed with names.

Yi Lin glanced over, oh huh, he called good fellow.

The other important officials and generals under the vassal princes on the list, not to mention all of them, the orphans left by Emperor Xia Yuan, the two princes and three princesses, are impressively famous on the list-including Xia Xiaoman.

The King of Zhennan has been dormant for many years and walked very close to the Bodhisattva Tower;

Even when the rest of the feudal lords could not sit still and rise up, Xia Xingchen had already begun recruiting troops and buying horses, garnishing grain and making armor four years ago, making enough preparations for today's affairs.

now,

He showed his wolf ambition, ready to kill all the key figures one by one, so as to control the world.

These characters will all be stumbling blocks on the way of the King of Zhennan to ascend to the throne of the Human Emperor.

This list has explained everything, without Xia Xingchen's explanation, Yi Lin already understood King Zhennan's strategy. To be precise, this is not a strategy, it is simple and rude, and it kills key people, including the qualified Xia bloodline. When all the people on the list are dead, this world will be captured.

Dagan is still the Dagan of the Xia family, but he has changed from the country of Xia Jisheng to the country of Xia Xingchen.

On the list, Xia Xiaoman's name was marked in a striking red circle.

When Yi Lin deliberately asked about the red circle, Xia Xingchen took a deep look at the Apocalypse Assassin, and said calmly: "She has something in her hand, which is related to Jiangshan orthodoxy. Mr. Wang has taken it for this king."

The original picture was the Emperor's Seal.

Pooh!

Despicable!

Yi Lin was calm on the surface, but deliberately pinched the list in front of Xia Xingchen and shattered it.

Xia Xingchen frowned, and when she really wanted to ask why, Yi Lin smiled and said, "I have written down the list."

Xia Xingchen was overjoyed between her eyebrows.

But before he could finish, Yi Lin shook his head: "There is no one in the world who can't be killed. But I'm afraid... Lord Nan can't afford this price."

Xia Xingchen had prepared for the assassin's lion's big mouth. After all, many years ago, he was slaughtered for a round and the treasure house was ransacked. Xia Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief when the other party said this. As long as the other party did not refuse and was willing to negotiate the price~www.readwn.com~, then this matter should be discussed.

Yi Lin knew very well that Xia Xingchen wanted to kill far more than the hundreds of people on the list. Except for his own list, the other people Xia Xingchen wanted to kill had probably been arranged for the Bodhisattva Tower.

"If you have any request, please mention it."

"Ah,"

Yi Lin gave a chuckle, stretched out his finger, dipped a little tea in the cup, and slowly sketched an outline on the table.

——That is the outline of Dongsheng Shenzhou, and it is also the territory of Dagan.

Xia Xingchen opened his mouth slightly, and vaguely, he understood what the other party wanted as a reward.

really,

After drawing the outline of the Dagan dynasty, Yi Lin dipped a little bit of tea and "split" the Dagan from the middle to divide it into two.

Just listen to the "Lion" opening his blood basin and laughing: "The world is two points, the prince is half, and I am half."