New White Snake Asking Immortals

Some people are heroes, while others are just for fame.

Of course, you can't use a few words or a sentence to sum up a person's entirety. After all, life changes with various situations.

Corpses are everywhere in a luxurious manor in a certain county. Blood and rainwater mixed with the dog hole flows into the river outside the wall. There is a girl in white clothes standing in front of a low-level monk on the stone bridge in the back garden. But at this time, the disheveled image has no image of kneeling down and begging for mercy.

"Tell me, where is your last home?"

"I……"

The monk hesitated, and suddenly his collar was pulled up, and he faced the terrifying pair of eyes emitting a faint red light...

Bai Yujun found it very interesting, a group of martial arts masters and low-level monks, and some kind of organization of country gentry, scholars or tomb robbers, who dared to plot a powerful dragon with low strength, something that even Jindan Yuanying masters dared not even think about. These people have plotted for many years. I really don't know whether to admire them or despise them.

There is no threat, and the small methods behind the scenes are like chickens and dogs in the face of absolute strength, vulnerable to a single blow.

Open the cherry mouth to reveal sharp fangs!

"No...don't eat me...please forgive me..."

Sneer, sneer from the bottom of my heart.

"I don't know whether to praise you or despise you. I am a Nascent Soul monster. When I go up, I can blow clouds and rain to stir up thunder in the nine heavens. When I go down, I can enter rivers and lakes and set off huge waves. You, a group of rats dare to secretly damage my reputation, hehe , I was wondering if I should spend money to hire monks to destroy you, but I prefer to do it myself."

"I... I was just confused..."

"Confused? No, no, no, you are not confused at all. You actually know how to use the people's mouths to harm my morality. Fortunately, I am no longer afraid of the human race's verbal criticism, so I can't do anything about it."

"Yes...how can you care about this little trick..."

The monk was about to die of fright. He still had decades to live and didn't want to die here. If he had known this before, it would have been better if he hadn't gotten involved in this matter back then.

"Of course I care. Now please tell me who your previous family is and where it is. If you say it, you will live. If you don't, you will die. This is a multiple-choice question."

"I……"

He is very entangled. Everyone has their own pride and persistence in their hearts, but they will waver in the face of life and death. The oath flashed through my mind over and over again...

Drenched with sweat, his fists were clenched and then loosened.

Sometimes he really hopes that he can be tough and dignified to be killed by the evil dragon, but he doesn't want to die. The luxurious houses with delicious food and beautiful women are constantly passing by in front of his eyes.

"Ugh……"

"I said, they are all at Li's house in Wuhai City..."

After saying one sentence, he seemed to lose all his energy, and his heart was overwhelmed with guilt, secretly cursing himself as a worthless person, never expecting that one day he would actually do something treacherous, how sad!

Bai Yujun smiled, bent over and bent her knees, kicked hard and went straight up to the blue sky with a whoosh sound.

On the stone bridge in the garden, monks knelt down and wailed loudly...

"I'm a waste, I'm sorry for you..."

"But I really don't want to die..."

"The white flood dragon is too powerful to fight..."

He was looking for reasons for himself, crying heartbreakingly, a man in his forties and fifties burst into tears because he was timid, cowardly, blamed himself, and because from today onwards he is no longer the man who was so righteous , but a villain, a traitor, and a poor man.

In the sky, a stream of light went straight to Wuhai City.

Night fell.

On a cold, moonless night in the river, a solitary lamp under the eaves on the street corner shines on the drizzle.

The eaves can shelter from the rain. Bai Yujun sits in front of the shop and lays the guqin horizontally.

There are only a few lanterns on the street, and the pale candles flickering above the lanterns barely illuminate the cobblestone road. On the opposite side is a rich family, and the plaque on the top of the door has two big characters of Li Fu.

There was the sound of horseshoes in the distance, and a carriage was slowly approaching, with the lantern in front of the carriage shaking.

Famines are dispensable for the rich. If you don’t delay in eating, drinking and having fun, you may even make a lot of money. Nightlife is inseparable from brothels, brothels and gambling halls. Life must be full of fun. What are you doing, do you see yourself as a fat, ugly, yellow-faced woman at home?

In the carriage, the rich man reclined and savored the taste just now, squinting his eyes slightly with a smile on his face.

The sound of the piano sounded in the night for no reason...

The sound of the piano is like the ding-dong of spring water, which is pleasant and comfortable.

Bai Yujun played the strings and continued to adjust, twisting back and forth to find the feeling, and then played again, pricking up her ears to carefully distinguish the details of the sound, of course she must do her best.

The rich man was curious about who was playing the piano in the middle of the night, and he felt that his playing was even more beautiful than that of the brothel Qingguan.

Get off the car and prepare to go home.

The sound of the zither sounded again, as if someone was playing the zither behind the back, and when he wanted to look back to see who it was, he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that the stone post for tying the horse in front of the door seemed to be cut off by some sharp blade...

Half of the stone pile fell to the ground, and the incision was smooth. How is this possible?

The old servant drove the carriage away slowly and prepared to go around to park in the backyard. He didn't notice that the owner was standing at the door with a frightened expression on his face. The rich man is in a hurry, playing and singing is not pleasant at all, it is not as interesting as those who play the trumpet and sing pornographic jokes at weddings and weddings in the village.

The rich man slowly raised his foot to knock on the door, when suddenly, the door knocker made by the best blacksmith in the city shattered!

The broken door knocker whirled and fell to the ground beside him. It dinged twice and fell completely silent. The unique sound of tuning the strings came from behind him again. He wanted to push the door in with all his might, but he didn't dare to move...

Turn around and look in the direction of the piano sound.

Under the pale lantern, a girl with long hair in white was sitting upright, her head bowed and she was busy.

"Who are you?"

Bai Yujun didn't raise her head and didn't speak, she was concentrating on fiddling with the guqin. When the piano rang again, the man would die. Before that, it was his last time.

The rich man smiled bitterly, opened his arms and closed his eyes.

The piano sounded.

The shadow cast by the man on the wall suddenly split into two...

Bai Yujun got up and left with her guqin in her arms. The back of the white skirt and long hair gradually disappeared at the end of the dark street. It smells like a brothel, and the brothel is most likely a gathering place. Go and see now, maybe you can catch a few. Human characteristics rarely move after dark, and can't run away.

Before coming to the brothel, the infrared sensor is fully turned on, as if X-rays penetrate the wood and paint the brothel as a three-dimensional image to search for abnormalities.

In the end, a dozen martial artists and low-ranking monks who were full of energy and blood were targeted. It must be a bad thing for so many masters to gather in a hidden room in the corner. Just smell the smell and you will know if it is the target.