Fantasy: Starting Out as a Gigolo, Born a Confucian Sage

Chapter 329

Prince Xiaoling was a person who was not polite, so Shen Wuming decided that he must teach him what politeness was.

Murong Qianshan raised his eyebrows, "Since you want to take action against me, you should know what I practice!"

"Why do you think you can find me? And why do you think you can defeat me if you find me?"

Murong Qianshan spoke loudly, but he was not too proud, but was stating a fact.

Murong Qianshan was not unaware of the emergence of countless talents among the younger generation of various schools of thought.

Even Murong Qianshan had seen many geniuses, and these geniuses would all call him genius.

"hehe!"

Shen Wuming smiled and shook his head. There was no explanation, but his fingers kept flying like playing a piano.

The countless rules of heaven and earth that originally enveloped Murong Qianshan were now like golden needles, drilling into his body.

Murong Qianshan's expression really changed at this moment, his eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

"You...what are you doing?"

He has felt it.

Although the rules of heaven and earth just shrouded it, they were nothing more than suppression, preventing him from using his own power.

Although this method is magical, it is not unheard of, and it cannot deal with him at all.

But at this time, the rules of heaven and earth penetrated into the body like lines, but they were competing with him for control.

He could clearly feel that his control over the puppet was constantly decreasing.

"You'll find out later."

As Shen Wuming spoke, his hands moved faster, and above his head, there was a majestic cloud rising into the sky.

Murong Qianshan's face became increasingly ugly, and the muscles in his body were also struggling.

It's like bugs hidden in the flesh, crawling and stirring.

But at this point, it doesn't help at all.

Along with Shen Wuming's movements, the expression on his face became darker and darker, until finally, it even began to become ferocious.

"You fucking stop it."

He is anxious!

Murong Qianshan's throat roared like a beast, and he no longer had the calmness and indifference he had just now.

Shen Wuming was not impatient, but still maintained the frequency.

"Isn't he just a puppet? The dignified King Xiaoling of the Yan Kingdom, why is he so stingy?"

"Give me this puppet, and you will benefit from it later. Do you think this is true?"

While joking, more and more rules of heaven and earth rushed towards his flesh like little snakes.

Murong Qianshan's whole body looked like a critically ill person with needles all over his body, and his body began to turn red.

"roar!"

His expression was even more ferocious, and he kept growling, but it was of no avail.

In the end, his expression began to become stiff, only trembling, but no expression could be seen.

"It's interesting."

He felt that the rules of heaven and earth he controlled were being strangled by Murong Qianshan.

Shen Wuming's eyes became more and more interested.

It has to be said that Murong Qianshan was able to prosper in the Yan Kingdom as the son of the late emperor.

Some skills.

If he didn't work hard, his uncle who was the emperor would definitely kill him.

"this……"

Director Wang's face was also a little dark, hidden in the shadows and looked extremely dark, and not much could be seen.

However, his heart was already shaking, and his hands in his sleeves were already clenched into fists.

"This guy..."

Director Wang suddenly felt that his initial approach was wrong. Even with the help of gods and Buddhas, could he really defeat him?

Isn’t this fucking bullshit?

Even the puppet master's niche and weird methods seemed like a girl with her skirt lifted in front of Shen Wuming.

Let him slaughter you!

"ah--"

Murong Qianshan let out a crazy roar from his throat, but it suddenly stopped, and his body trembled for a while and then stopped.

The muscles all over his body no longer undulated, and his face was completely stiff, like a dummy.

"Is it done?"

Pipa asked quickly.

This method was provided by her. In fact, she was not absolutely sure whether it would work or not.

This is just an inference.

Shen Wuming smiled, and as he smiled, the puppet in front of him also showed the same expression.

"Of course it's done."×2

His voice and that of the puppet sounded at the same time, which seemed extremely strange in the pitch-black night.

But Pipa is a thousand-year-old banshee, so she doesn't think it's anything at the moment, but is very interested.

Come over.

She touched the puppet's face for a while, and Shen Wuming's arm for a while, full of curiosity.

Shen Wuming rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay, you're such a monster, and you still look like a little kid."

"cut."

Pipa snorted softly, clasping her hands behind her back, raising her chin slightly, with a proud look on her face.

"After all, it was me who gave you the idea. Without a word of thanks, you started lecturing me."

"I thank you all, family."

Having said that, Shen Wuming still rubbed Pipa's head and said, "Don't worry."

"You have helped me so much. I will reward you well and give you some food later."

"What to eat?"

Pipa was a little curious, "The food you humans eat seems really interesting."

"I said I'd give you some bugs."

Shen Wuming's face darkened, "What are you thinking about all day?"

"As you said, since the centipede bee bag is in the hands of the Wang family, there must be a lot of poisonous insects."

"When the time comes, after taking it down, except for the golden cicada poisonous insect, the others will fill your stomach."

"Really?"

Pipa was full of surprises. You know, the centipede bee bag is General Gao's favorite magic weapon.

The poisonous insects inside are not.

Especially after so many years of fighting, and absorbing the death energy in the ancient tomb.

The poisonous insects inside are getting stronger.

If she eats all of them, I'm afraid there will be a chance to break through the eighth realm.

"Why would I lie to you?"

Shen Wuming smiled, and then focused his attention on Murong Qianshan's puppet.

Slightly closed his eyes.

His divine consciousness scanned along the entire puppet from top to bottom, looking for traces of Murong Qianshan.

"You can look directly at the core of the puppet, which is the power source. Generally, there will be a mark."

"Other places can be replaced, but the core of the puppet is the power source."

"Similar to the human heart."

Pipa was also serious at this time and began to show Shen Wuming the way.

Shen Wuming raised his eyebrows and soon found the power source and a mark in it.

There was a strong aura on it, which was exactly the same as Murong Qianshan in Shen Wuming's impression.

"But it's a bit strange..."

Shen Wuming couldn't help frowning, "Why do I feel a hint of divinity again?"

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