Chapter 129 Pang Yong and Xia Bing

The body of the lizard spirit quickly reorganized in the air, and soon returned to its original appearance, but his face was a little pale, and he looked at Anyang gloomily.

"Mortal, one day, I will kill you!"

"Oh, you dare to threaten me, do you really think I can't kill you?"

"Even if you are a demon conqueror, there are not many demon conquerors in this world who can kill me!"

Anyang simply stopped talking to him, his face sank, he bit the blood from his fingertips and drew a pattern of yin and yang fish in the palm of his hand, and slapped the lizard spirit with his palm. But just in case, he aimed at the position of the lower body of the lizard spirit.

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law!"

The face of the lizard essence changed, but it was too late.

boom!

A loud noise like muffled thunder exploded, and his legs were directly blown into stumps, before turning into light spots and disappearing in the air.

The scene was so bloody that the young people in the room fainted.

The lizard spirit who lost both legs fell to the ground with a bang, his face full of pain and inconceivable, his face suddenly pale as paper, and cold sweat dripped down his cheeks.

"This... this is not the means of the Demon Slayer. Who the hell are you?"

Anyang said in his heart. Sure enough, it turned out that the orthodox Taoist techniques such as Qiankun's borrowing method are lethal to the monsters in the painted skin, but he did not answer his question, walked over and said, "You know now, whether I can kill you or not. !"

The lizard spirit did not give in, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want?"

Anyang sneered: "I won't kill you, you go!"

The lizard spirit was stunned for a moment, then said no more, turned around and rushed out of the door with both hands, and the speed of crawling on him with only his hands was also undiminished, and soon disappeared into the night.

Anyang retracted his gaze and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the power of the monsters in the painted skin is weak, the lizard spirits and fox monsters have cultivated for thousands of years, and they are on the same level as the millennium tree monsters in terms of age. Qiankun's borrowing method can obviously seriously injure them, but it is more effective than the grenade launcher. This can be seen from the broken leg of the lizard spirit and has not recovered, but such an injury also stops at serious injury, and it is not necessarily fatal to him. , as long as their spiritual essence is still there, they are almost immortal!

But Anyang is already content, Qiankun can hurt them by means of the law, and the Qi cultivated by Kunlun Jue can naturally hurt them, which means that he will have more initiative. In the end, if there is any accident in the plot, he is not afraid of these two monsters.

One Qiankun borrowing method may not kill them, how about two or three?

At this moment, there was a noise outside.

"It's the young master's room. I heard the thunder coming from the young master's room!"

"Ah, wouldn't it be that heart-piercing monster?"

"What are you afraid of, with so many of us, are we still afraid of a monster!"

"That is, the owner has raised us for so long, we can't be greedy for life and fear of death!"

"Brothers, rush in for me!"

...

boom!

Anyang lifted the grenade launcher with one shot, and the door was blown to pieces with a bang. I saw more than a dozen servants surrounded the room with torches and wooden sticks, and even had the momentum to rush in. It can be seen that the huge firelight was stunned, and the dull loud noise seemed to be echoing in their ears.

"You are really not afraid of death."

Anyang chuckled and walked out with the grenade launcher in his hand.

"Monster...youkai, what have you done to our young master?"

"Ah, look at the room, the monster... the monster killed the young master!"

"Monster, you still want to continue killing people, to die..."

boom!

A violent explosion rose in front of them, and the shock wave even made them unsteady. When the dust dissipated, there was a big crater on the ground!

Numerous family members looked at each other in dismay, and suddenly stopped talking.

Gudong!

A drooling sound.

"Step aside!"

Anyang also ignored the group of people, walked out with a grenade gun, returned to the inn, fell asleep naturally...was awakened by pedestrians on the street.

This experience has been going on for three months.

At this time, it was already in the twenties of the twelfth lunar month, and the city was full of the smell of Chinese New Year, but the number of vendors on the roadside was significantly reduced. . If Anyang wants to eat steamed buns and soy milk, he can only ask Xiaoer to go to the street to buy it. Fortunately, after what happened some time ago, Xiaoer is in awe of him. He doesn't even need to ask him to buy breakfast every morning.

After lunch, he took a bench and sat on the street to wait for Pang Yong's arrival. The shop assistant didn't say anything when he saw it. But the wait was three hours, until in the afternoon, he finally saw a man with a large knife looking around on the street.

"coming!"

Everything was the same as in the plot. A maroon-red horse snorted behind the man. The man turned around and immediately laughed and patted the horse's neck.

"I thought you ran to where, you have the righteousness, you didn't throw me away!"

A group of soldiers wearing only chainmail ran after Pang Yong.

"Brother Yong!"

"Brother Yong, we just went to the commander's mansion to see you, but you weren't there!"

Pang Yong looked back at them, neither greeting nor polite, he waved his hand, pointed to the bun shop next to him and said, "Don't talk about it, get me something to eat!"

A soldier immediately went to buy buns, and the rest surrounded Pang Yong, all very happy to meet after a long absence.

"Brother Yong, where have you been for the past two years?"

"Yeah, where did you go?"

Pang Yong waved his hand and said nothing, he found a stone stair and sat down.

Another soldier came over and asked, "Brother Yong, did you hear something when you came back this time?"

Pang Yong became interested, turned his head and asked, "What happened here?"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his gaze: "It's okay..."

Pang Yong glanced at him, and without saying much, stood up and left.

Anyang followed him silently, all the way to the door of the inn.

Pang Yong stepped into the room and shouted, "Little Er, is there a room?"

Little Er quickly ran out: "Yes, yes..."

Pang Yong nodded, threw the reins of the horse to Xiao Er, and without saying a word, went straight to the stone steps outside the inn and sat down.

Xiao Er hurriedly followed: "Master, please go to our shopkeeper and make an order first!"

Pang Yong glanced at him: "I even left the horse, didn't I order money for you?"

Xiao Er thought about his words carefully, and there seemed to be nothing wrong, so he agreed.

Anyang, who was following behind, couldn't help laughing. He probably only knew that Pang Yong and the upcoming demon-slayer Xia Bing were penniless, and these two rogues didn't care if the inn would impound their horses. down.

Pang Yong reminded not at ease: "Little Er, don't forget to feed my horse!"

There is no doubt that his second child patted his chest and said, "Make sure to feed your horse well, don't worry!"

At this time, Pang Yong turned around and saw that Anyang was smiling, and immediately asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Anyang's smile suddenly disappeared, and he said innocently, "I didn't smile!"

At this time, a beautiful and clean-faced woman led the horse over. She was wearing gray clothes and a hat on her head. Naturally, it will not be a modern and fashionable peaked cap, nor a handsome cowboy hat, but a hat that completely covers the head and only exposes the face, which looks rustic.

Anyang knew that this was Xia Bing, the descendant of Demon Slayer, who came to pursue the fox demon Xiaowei.

The little two followed behind: "Guest officer, please make an order first!"

Xia Bing also glanced at him: "I even left the horse, what are you worried about?"

Facing the helpless little Er, she ignored it and walked straight to Pang Yong.

"Take care of my horse!"

Xiao Er said helplessly: "I got yours!"

Anyang laughed even happier. The two of them even had similar lines. Obviously, this kind of thing has not been done less!

Pang Yong next to him took off his shoes and poured out a handful of yellow sand from it, but a large pile of sand shook with a loud noise. He couldn't help but look up.

The two met their eyes for the first time, and soon separated, and there was no communication.

In the evening, the few remaining tenants also left one after another, and Xiao Er kept bending over to see each other.

"Guest officer, please walk slowly, the new year is auspicious!"

"Let's go."

"Okay, please walk slowly, auspicious New Year!"

Soon, only Anyang, Pang Yong and Xia Bing were left in the huge inn.

Pang Yong shouted dissatisfiedly: "Second shopkeeper, there is nothing in an inn as big as you, not even a piece of meat?"

"We've all gone home for the New Year, and even our chef has just returned home!"

Pang Yong waved his hand: "Forget it, do you have any wine?"

"Yes, I'll take it for you!"

Pang Yong stopped him: "I want a bottle of Jiuwenchun!"

The little Er suddenly said in embarrassment: "Master, this wine was sold out a few days ago, and the rest will be taken away by this master. Can you exchange it for something else?"

It just so happened that Xia Bing also came downstairs at this time, and immediately said to Pang Yong, "Don't think about it, I just asked if there was Jiuwenchun, but it was gone."

Anyang glanced at the two of them, and shouted like Xia Bing in the plot: "Come here, I'll treat you!"

Yes, this is Xia Bing's line in the plot. It should have been Xia Bing who took the last bottle of Jiuwenchun, but he drank a bottle the first day he came to the inn, and it was destined that Xia Bing would not be able to drink it, so he simply did not do it again and again, and took it a few days ago. All the Jiuwenchun have been bought and left, just waiting for the two protagonists to come.

For the two with open-minded and heroic personalities, this is undoubtedly a good opportunity to enhance their relationship.

Sure enough, both Pang Yong and Xia Bing were unceremonious. They walked to his desk and sat down. After Anyang greeted Xiao Er to bring the bowls and chopsticks, they stared at him without blinking.

Anyang smiled: "Please!"

The two immediately picked up chopsticks: "Thanks!"

Anyang picked up the jug and poured them wine. Without exception, it was a full bowl. The alcohol content of this era is not high, and liquor can be drunk as beer.

"Come, come, drink and drink!"

Pang Yong grinned and raised the bowl to touch him, suffocating, but accidentally touched it when he put it back on the table.

boom!

The bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

Anyang's mouth twitched, and the bloody plot in the plot happened again. After thinking about it, he simply knocked his bowl to the ground.

"Little Second!"

"Little Er, bring another bowl!"

"Little Second!"

As he expected, no one responded.

"no thanks!"

Xia Bing said proudly, and handed them his wine bowl at the same time.

Three people drink a bowl together!