Chapter 125: Transformed Warriors Serve As Gatekeepers
Chapter 125: Transformed Warriors Serve As Gatekeepers
"Ruoxi, are you okay??"
Looking at An Ruoxi, whose face was a little pale and her delicate body was trembling slightly, Jun Mo asked with concern.
"It's nothing serious. This is the first time I've seen someone being killed. I feel a little dizzy and nauseous."
An Ruoxi shook her head, and then moved her gaze to An Fengnian in the center of the courtyard, her eyes full of disappointment.
Originally, she had nothing to do with An Fengnian.
But since An Fengnian was ten years old, his cultivation began to decline.
The whole person became depressed.
When An Ruoxi saw it, she was afraid that An Fengnian would do something stupid.
He often took the initiative to encourage An Fengnian with a few words.
So the two of them went back and forth.
It can be considered familiar.
I saw the results of An Fengnian's test not long ago.
An Ruoxi originally wanted to go up and comfort him.
But what An Ruoxi didn't expect was.
An Fengnian dared to kill his own people.
And he killed someone just because of a word.
This heart is really cruel.
I remembered the last time Jun Mo was insulted by Zhou Fei at Jiangnan Hotel.
Jun Mo just asked Zhou Fei to swallow a piece of shit and then donate two-thirds of his family property.
Compared with An Fengnian.
Jun Mo is simply a living saint.
Looking at the dead An He on the ground and the red and white things flowing all over the ground, An Ruoxi felt even more dizzy.
The whole person was about to fall off the chair.
"Ruoxi, what's wrong with you?"
Jun Mo quickly reached out and held An Ruoxi's hand.
"Thank you, I'm fine."
An Ruoxi shook her head, then looked at An Fengnian in the center of the yard, and said with a hint of helplessness:
"I never expected that we would have such an executioner in Anju."
"What an unfortunate family."
Hearing her words, Jun Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.
The plot seems to be going in the opposite direction from the original work.
In the original work, An Ruoxi was really frightened when she first saw An Fengnian murder someone.
But after recovering.
Then I felt that An Fengnian was right to kill.
The tall and lanky boy wants to be An Fengnian's father.
Isn't the hidden meaning that he wants to sleep with An Fengnian's mother?
Dare to insult other people's wives and mothers.
He deserves to die.
But now An Ruoxi actually calls An Fengnian the executioner, which is very different from the original work.
"Is it because of my appearance?"
Looking at the graceful woman next to her, Aicao thought secretly in her heart.
at the same time.
Everyone in the An family saw An Fengnian killing people of his own clan regardless of clan rules.
There was a furious expression on his face.
"You bastard, you actually dare to kill people of your own race, do you think I don't dare to kill you?
An Daoyi, who was sitting in the stands, looked at An Fengnian with anger and shouted.
"You really don't dare to kill me."
"Not only do you not dare to kill me, but you will also try your best to please me like before."
An Fengnian looked at An Daoyi in the stands and said softly.
"You bastard."
"I'm going to slap you to death."
An Daoyi was so angry at An Fengnian's words that his hair almost exploded.
Although he did try every means to please An Fengnian before.
But now there are so many guests.
Don't these words just embarrass him?
"Master, you don't need to do anything. I'm willing to do it for you."
"I do too. Damn this good-for-nothing An Fengnian for actually daring to be so presumptuous and not even paying attention to you, the head of the family.
"Brothers, let's go up and kill this waste today."
All the An family disciples around stood up from their chairs and looked at An Fengnian with angry faces.
Some of them had even left their chairs, clenched their hands into fists and started to kill An Fengnian.
"snort.
Just when these people were about to approach An Fengnian, a muffled sound came immediately.
fell into the ears of these people,
It was like thunder in the sky.
The heads of these people were about to be shattered into pieces.
"puff.
I saw these people vomiting blood one after another, and then they closed their eyes and fainted.
The children of the An family present looked at this scene and all looked confused.
They all didn't understand why the people who were attacking An Fengnian were vomiting blood and passed out.
Just when these An family disciples were wondering why these people vomited blood and passed out.
clatter.
clatter.
clatter.
The sound of bamboo tapping the ground kept coming from the front door of An's house.
I saw an extremely old man with gray hair, a stooped waist, and a bamboo cane, walking slowly towards the center of the yard.
“Master, it’s my old slave who came late, and that’s why those trash without eyes offended you.
"If the young master allows it, I will immediately kill all these trashes present."
Arriving at the center of the courtyard, under the gaze of everyone, I saw this old man with a bamboo cane speaking respectfully to An Fengnian.
His words made all the An family disciples present angry, and they all looked at the old man with angry faces.
"Made, who is this old guy? He actually wants to kill us."
"This old guy who is about to be buried is so arrogant. Does he think we are chickens, ducks, and dogs? Do you want to kill us if you want?"
"Brothers, killing one is also killing, killing two is killing, we will kill An Fengnian and this old guy together later.
Say it
These An family disciples immediately walked out of their chairs, waving their fists and preparing to run to the center of the yard.
"Stop it."
But at this moment.
An Daoyi in the stands shouted loudly.
Hear this.
The An family disciples looked at An Daoyi with blank expressions.
I don’t understand why An Daoyi asked them to stop.
"Master, do you want to do it yourself?"
Someone asked curiously.
An Daoyi did not answer the speaker.
Instead, he looked at the old man in the center of the courtyard with a solemn expression.
So did everyone else in the stands.
His face was extremely solemn.
Those An family disciples are not cultivated enough.
The specific state of this old man cannot be seen.
But you can go to this stand.
They are all powerful warriors.
How could they not see the old man's state?
This is an intermediate martial artist who transforms energy.
"Don't you know this friend's name?"
An Daoyi looked at the viewer with a calm voice.
"Old rotten Gongmushan man."
As soon as these words came out.
The expressions of all Huajin warriors in the stands changed drastically.
Gongmushan was a figure who became famous a hundred years ago.
I didn’t expect to be alive now.
They are at least 130 years old.
"Gongmushan people, what do you want to do when you come to my house?"
An Daoyi looked at the old man in the center of the yard and said with a frown.
"As Master Fengnian's servant, am I weird here?"
Glancing at An Daoyi lightly, Gongmushanren said in a cold voice.
"Gongmushan people, you are An Fengnian's servant, did I hear you correctly?"
Hearing the Gongmushan people call An Fengnian "young master" again, An Daoyi became a little embarrassed.
An intermediate martial artist with Hua Jin actually calls a junior martial artist with Wai Jin as Young Master?
"You heard me right, I am Master Fengnian's servant."
"An Fengnian is just a fallen genius, why do you want to regard him as your master?"
An Daoyi was even more confused.
If it were An Fengnian in the past.
He is indeed qualified to accept an intermediate martial artist with Huajin as his servant.
But now An Fengnian is just a waste.
"Haha, what if Young Master Fengnian can start practicing again soon?"
Gongmushanren looked at An Daoyi and said calmly.
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone present looked shocked.
Can An Fengnian practice cultivation again?
Is that peerless talent coming back again?
"Gongmushanren, are you kidding me?"
After coming back to his senses, An Daoyi shook his head in disbelief.
"Have I not been born for so long that everyone in the ancient martial arts world has forgotten that I am a doctor?"
Gongmushanren looked at An Daoyi with a sneer.
As soon as these words came out.
All the warriors present were stunned for a moment.
How could they forget this?
Gongmushan people have the title of miracle doctor.
If he takes action.
Maybe An Fengnian's strange disease of declining cultivation can really be cured.
"Gongmushan people, can you really cure An Fengnian?"
An Daoyi said with excitement.
If An Fengnian can really practice again.
Then a Xiantian realm warrior will appear in his An family.
It is a sure thing that the An family will become the number one force in the ancient martial arts world.
"That's natural."
"It's not a big problem for me to have my Dantian broken.
Gongmushanren nodded lightly.
An Daoyi heard this.
He immediately rushed down from the stands to the center of the yard with a look of excitement on his face.
Then he started to apologize to An Fengnian in various ways for what happened before.
An old face smiles like a chrysanthemum.
Jun Mo, who was sitting in the corner of the yard, looked at this scene and couldn't help but shake his head.
"It's really realistic. Not long ago, we were fair and strict in enforcing the clan rules, but now we are kneeling and licking them."
"It's really ironic that the old head of a big family has such an attitude."
Jun Mo smiled disdainfully, and then looked at Gongmu Shanren again.
He was the Taoist protector in the early Anfeng period.
It was he who had repaired An Fengnian's Dantian.
The main reason why he was born in An Fengnian.
That's because his lifespan is nearly exhausted.
There is still one year left to live.
An Fengnian promised him that if he repaired his Dantian, he would make a living by him.
Then tell him the recipe for an elixir that can prolong life.
And help him become an innate warrior in the future.
Under this huge temptation.
Gongmushan agreed to be An Fengnian's servant.
But in the original work.
Gongmushan people died of old age after three or four years.
The elixir refined from the elixir given by An Fengnian is indeed somewhat effective.
But it only adds two years to your life.
And it cannot be taken repeatedly.
An Fengnian actually knew this.
But he didn't explain this to Gongmushan people.
He just wanted to find a short-term servant.
"I have the elixir to prolong life, An Fengnian, I want this little brother of yours."
"An intermediate Huajin warrior can work as a guard at my Jun's house.
Looking at Gongmushanren, Jun Mo chuckled.
An Fengnian wants to repair his Dantian?
Want to hire a short-term servant?
Don't even think about it. .
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