The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 189 Right Here
Ji Tianrui did not answer, but just looked at Yin Ruihua with a smile. She did not step forward to take his hand, nor did she refuse.

No one knows what she is thinking, and no one knows what she really wants.

Yin Ruihua didn’t know, the Yang family didn’t know, the Ming Cult didn’t know, and even the dead Ji Tianrui and the second Miao King who gave birth to and raised her didn’t know.

She was like a wild beast roaming in the mountains and forests, and all other people were just clear springs, winding trees, scattered stones, and blowing breezes in the mountains - but there was no one of her kind worthy of her stopping.

If there is anything lonely, there is nothing more lonely than this.

Yang Lizhang looked at her with a frown, and was silent for a moment, ready to attack her.

There was silence here, and the place was in a stalemate.

Ji Tianrui, however, turned his gaze to the side, looking far away towards the mausoleum of Emperor Jia Jing.

"I wonder how things are going with Lord Li?"

she thought.

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Wang Zhi’s preparations were thorough.

The gap between heaven and man is no longer as deep as the gap between the top and heaven. Whether it is one road, two roads or three roads, it is only a difference in "quantity" and there is no difference in "quality".

Even if five of the ten celestial beings from two routes were divided among the Xiaoling Mausoleum, they should not be unable to capture one celestial being, even if three of them were combined into one.

In any case, the battle force is five to one, and the advantage should be on my side!
But the current situation made Wang Zhi break out in cold sweat.

At his feet was a blurry mass of flesh and blood.

That was Zhou Gongfeng's body...or rather, the main part of the body.

The rest is everywhere.

The internal organs were scattered everywhere, the clothes were scattered, the head was nowhere to be found, and the lower body was hanging crookedly on a tree, slowly dripping blood.

The remaining four priests were also beginning to struggle.

The priest from the Tang Clan had his left hand broken and half of his martial arts skills were wasted. He could only use his right hand to continuously shoot hidden weapons in an attempt to restrain Li Miao.

Qian Gongfeng, who was fighting with Li Miao at close range, was already panting heavily, with blood flowing from his seven orifices. Li Miao had already hit him with 15 "Wuji Zhenchan" moves, and his internal organs were already riddled with holes, and his eyes were blackening.

The two priests who plundered the battlefield were not injured, but their faces looked extremely ugly.

Suddenly, Tang Gongsheng couldn't help but speak.

"What the hell is this!!!"

"Is he three ways in one or three ways complete? Is he really still a person under the mask? "

She suddenly turned and looked at Wang Zhi.

"Eunuch Wang, you just said, 'Even if you are the reincarnation of Sanfeng Zhenren,' do you have any basis for this?"

"Is he really the reincarnation of Sanfeng Zhenren?"

Wang Zhixin said, "Fuck you."

You don't allow me to blow?

If you were really the reincarnation of Master Sanfeng, would you still be alive today?

But he actually had some doubts in his heart - could it be that what he said had come true? Was he really the reincarnation of Bodhidharma? So when he attacked Shaolin, no one from Shaolin took action because they didn't dare to offend the founder?

The idea of reincarnation is very strange. Logically, Wang Zhi should not have such a ridiculous idea.

But no matter how weird he is, he is not as weird as Li Miao.

To be honest, he is actually a celestial being with three paths combined into one and two paths perfect.

But the two perfect paths keep changing!

When he strikes someone, he is like Sumeru and Jie Zi, and no one can withstand his attack; when he is being beaten, he is like Vajra and Sumeru, his bones and muscles are as hard as rocks, and he has a layer of Sumeru's protective qi on the outside, and even two or three blows cannot break his skin and flesh.

Now he became King Kong and Jie Zi again, his fists raining down like raindrops, and he chased after Qian Gongfeng and punched him hard, bearing the attacks of the other three priests. Li Miao stepped on the ground and punched Qian Gongfeng in the face.

Qian Gongfeng saw that it was a "horizontal and vertical punch" and raised his arm to block it. But he suddenly cried out in pain, and when he looked at his arm again, it was already a bloody mess. He knew that Li Miao had changed his move to "leaf removal" at that moment, tearing his flesh.

Li Miao slapped Qian Gongfeng on the chest again. He used his protective Qi to try to withstand this "Great Nine Heavens Palm", but his whole body shook and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "puff".

Wuji Zhen Zen!

"Change hands!"

Qian Gongsheng cried out in pain and retreated.

He couldn't bear it any longer. If he was hit twice more, his brain would probably flow out of his eye sockets. He could only ask the other worshippers to hold him back for a while while he recuperated and healed his wounds.

Li Miao approached him with no intention of letting him go.

Qian Gongsheng did not wait for someone to take over and stop Li Miao.

He looked back in despair, but what he saw were three pairs of eyes that hinted at cowardice.

Yes, no one dares to take on the task of restraining Li Miao.

Those who are willing to submit to the imperial court are all people who fear death. Otherwise, who would be willing to lie like a corpse and live by dreaming?

They are already afraid.

No one wants to die.

If Wang Zhi had not been present, several people would have already abandoned their mission and fled for their lives.

At this moment, Tang Gongsheng had quietly moved to the side. She thought that once he died in Li Miao's hands, she would immediately turn around and run for her life.

Qian Gongfeng was disheartened.

When it comes to the ultimate level of fighting in the martial arts world, the state of mind has a huge impact, and this is even more true for the battle between heaven and man. If the state of mind is flawed, the moves will lose their charm and their power will be greatly reduced.

No matter what martial arts you learn, if you use it with the mentality of "I'm going to die", you are just putting your neck close to the opponent's knife.

Li Miao naturally would not miss this opportunity. He raised his right hand and punched Qian Gongfeng three times.

Wuji Zhen Zen!

Wuji Zhen Zen!

Wuji Zhen Zen!

Three consecutive shocks had already turned Qian Gongfeng's brain into a ball of paste. His skin was cracked, and bean-sized blood beads oozed out of the pores all over his body. His body fell limply, and there was no sound.

When Li Miao's ferocious bronze mask turned to face Tang Gongfeng, she could no longer muster the courage to attack Li Miao.

She forgot that she was a famous celestial being for a long time, and suddenly let out an uncontrollable scream, as if she had returned to the time when she first entered the world.

Swish!
His figure flashed and he turned around and fled without caring about anything.

Liu Gongfeng and Ruan Gongfeng looked reluctant and closed their eyes.

Bang!
Tang Gongsheng's figure flew high up in the sky, then fell like a bird with broken wings, hitting the ground heavily. His face aged rapidly, and his eyes looked up at the sky, gradually losing their spirit.

Li Miao looked at Wang Zhi.

In his hand, he was holding the crushed corpse of a poisonous insect.

"I see."

Li Miao suddenly realized.

"I also said that since the imperial mausoleum contains the secrets of the imperial court, how could Ji Tianrui sneak in and hide there? The Miao King's Notes was left by Ji Tianrui with the Miao King, so how could she deliberately leave a way to expose her position?"

“It turns out that the butterfly that Xiao Si refined that day did not sense Ji Tianrui at all.”

"It senses this place, this very spot."

(End of this chapter)