Chapter 33 Thirty-six knives

Shan Ming is a little fat. His face is full of flesh. If he wants to engrave thirty-six knives on his face and leave traces forever, I'm afraid he will be cut harder.

The thin dead gas blade like cicada wings shuttles at a speed that surpasses the human eye.

Shan Ming couldn't see the flying blade of death, but he could feel the ice of the blade scratching his cheek.

He could also feel that when the cold air brushed his cheek, it cleverly opened a long thin and long opening on his face. Soon, a hot current surged out of the mouth, like opening the sluice!

Shan Ming's sarcastic expression gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a violent shock. He touched his cheek in disbelief, and his hands were dripping with blood!

Then, Shan Ming felt the heartbreaking pain, starting from his face, and then quickly swept his whole body!

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah, ah, ah!"

He screamed hysterically. He fell to the ground and rolled, and the blood on his face, neck, hands, clothes, and even the ground were gradually dyed red by the blood gushing from his face.

For the first time in his life, Shanming felt what was called fear and despair. He hates this feeling, but from today on, he can no longer get rid of the fear brought to him by Lin Qinglong. From then on, he would have nightmares and endless panic. It was not until the moment his heart stopped beating that the nightmare was over.

Around, all the onlookers were shocked when they saw what happened in front of them. They opened their eyes wide in surprise and looked at the incredible scene in front of them.

Their young master Shanming was rolling on the ground in pain, but they could only watch, surprised, afraid, and even whispered.

"Oh, my God, there is blood! There is really blood on Master Shanming's face!!"

"What the hell is going on?! Who is it? Who the hell is hitting him?"

Of course, except for Lin Qinglong, no one can see clearly who is hurting Shan Ming.

But they will guess.

"It's difficult... Is it true that what Lin Qinglong said? Master Shanming's face will really be cut with thirty-six knives?"

Everyone's mind is immediately full of the words "a word becomes a prover".

They regretted it. They shouldn't have followed the fool Shanming to surround Lin Qinglong.

Some people even prayed. I hope Lin Qinglong must not cast that curse on them. No one wants his face to be destroyed.

Everyone gradually stepped back, and no one dared to surround Lin Qinglong. If his brain is not broken, he will clearly understand that being the enemy of Lin Qinglong is the same as the end of Shan Ming.

Some people looked at Lin Qinglong in horror, with a look of begging and apologing.

Lin Qinglong was still motionless, with a smile on his face. He just appreciated the fast knife. He didn't seem to see the pleas in the eyes of these people.

While everyone was frightened, some people were more confused. They didn't know why Shanming was hit by so many knives.

The onlookers were full of wonders. Therefore, their screams came one after another, and the so-called "one word" came true in public, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

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The corners of his mouth couldn't help raising. Lin Qinglong held his hands, leaned his back on the red pavilion pillar lazily, and looked at what happened in front of him with a smile. He looked at the faces of the mountain teenagers around him with frightened expressions. He looked at Shan Ming covering his face in pain and screaming. He looked at Liu Ruoxian, who was a little stunned but equally happy. All this in front of him once again gave Lin Qinglong a sense of satisfaction of revenge, which can make him feel happy.

"Squeaky-Squeaky-"

The cicadas are like the tide, coming endlessly, mingled with the heat of summer and boiling up.

In other courtyards, some students can hear some screams of sharp bullying from the sound of cicadas when they occasionally pass by, faintly, as if separated.

"Oh, someone must be unlucky again."

At that moment, such an idea flashed in their minds, but such an idea flashed by, just like a breeze blowing on their faces, leaving no trace.

No one cares who the screaming unlucky guy is, because this kind of thing is used to happening in Luoxiayuan. It's good for every student to be wise and protect himself. No one has the good intentions or curiosity to care about others.

Lin Qinglong has always held a belief in his heart. He believes that those who do evil and do not repent will be punished one day.

If, because of God's negligence, those evildoers avoid retribution like a fish that leaks the net, then Lin Qinglong will be happy to complete the retribution they deserve on behalf of God.

In the last life, Shanming got his due retribution.

In this life, Shan Ming's retribution has been advanced by two years, and this retribution will be even more painful.

However, Lin Qinglong didn't care about it at all, which would only make him happier.

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Just as everyone was screaming, Shanming's face suddenly had a few more openings, and blood surged out, and Shanming's big face suddenly became a bloody face.

At this time, Shan Ming knew that he was extremely afraid. His knees were soft. He knelt at Lin Qinglong's feet and shouted vaguely, "Brother Lin! Brother Lin! Fang is a villain with no eyes. He dares to move the earth on Taisui's head. He really deserves to die! Damn it! Brother Lin, please forgive the villain for the sake of our former classmates! Please, please!"

At this time, Shan Ming, a tall man, cried like a three-year-old child. Tears, snot and blood fused together, and he sobbed.

His little brothers huddled behind and dared not step forward, for fear of being infected with the strange "curse".

At this time, everyone regrets coming here and scolds himself as a fool in his heart. Of course, it is impossible for them to save Shanming, and no one has said anything good for Shanming. The Shan people are all smart people and understand the meaning of the word "self-preservation", so they retreated and retreated until they could not retreat.

Some more clever people have already greasy their feet and run away as soon as they see the situation going wrong.

The rest of the people are wall grass. They are waiting quietly. Once Lin Qinglong's curse is over, they will immediately bow to Lin Qinglong and join Lin Qinglong's camp. From then on, it has been at no time with the mountain.

Now everyone can see it clearly that the weather is going to change in the sunset courtyard.

When the weather changes, the slaves need to find a reliable master.

At the same time, the slaves also believe that every master needs slaves, and Lin Qinglong is no exception.

Shan Ming's begging for mercy is like a duck that has been trampled on its neck screaming, vague, no one cares, no one cares, no one cares, because everyone present is calculating their own.

Only Lin Qinglong sneered and said, "Just cutting you thirty-six knives has taken care of the past. If you don't care about anything, why is it even if I want your life?"

He said this, but he thought to himself, "It is precisely because of the 'echiness' of the past that I want to save your life. I will never let you die so easily. Death is sometimes the best relief, but next, I want to make your life worse than death!"

When the thirty-six knives were cut one by one, Shan Ming's face was already bloody and miserable. He had already been in a coma, lying on the ground like a dead pig.

As for the other mountain teenagers, they changed their smiling faces at this time, flattering and flattering them.

"The little prince is really unparalleled! The little man used to have no eyes and didn't know Mount Tai. I hope the little prince can forgive me. From then on, I will definitely serve the little prince well!"

"Little prince, I have long known that Shanming is not a good thing. It's a fucking scourge in Luoxiayuan. This time, the little prince eliminates harm for the people, which is really a blessing for all of us!"

"Little prince, please forgive my original mistake! Let me bring tea and water for you, and be your errand boy. Please give me a chance to atone for your sins!"

Those tall mountain teenagers nodded and bowed to the weakest teenager, bowed repeatedly, and patted the horse. This scene is a little funny, like a flattery game. Everyone says good things to please Lin Qinglong.

Among them, there was a fat mountain teenager who rolled his eyes and seemed to think of some good ideas. Suddenly, his knees softened, he knelt down at Lin Qinglong's feet, hugged Lin Qinglong's thighs tightly, and cried with a snot and tears, "Little prince, you are so magical today, magic is so wonderful, in the future It must be a fairy who can get the road of immortality. The villain is willing to worship you as a teacher. From now on, he will follow you, wash and cook for you, serve you with tea and water, and serve you to change clothes and feet. Please ask the little prince to accept me as an apprentice!"

Lin Qinglong glanced at the fat man under his feet. The fat man was holding his thigh with tears in his eyes, and the fat on his face trembled. Lin Qinglong didn't say anything about his request to be a teacher and smiled.

He listened to the flattery of the people, and the horse gradually became more and more fierce, and he was about to be praised to the sky.

Even if Lin Qinglong knows that everyone is plotting, these words are just hypocripett. But the feeling of being praised really made Lin Qinglong feel good.

Liu Ruoxian looked at those ordinary mountain teenagers who tried their best to please Lin Qinglong. He recalled that not long ago, they surrounded themselves and Lin Qinglong arrogantly. These people really changed their faces very fast, which made Liu Ruoxian a little disgusted.

But when she saw one after another mountain teenagers kneeling at Lin Qinglong's feet, either holding his thighs or pulling his clothes, they all begged and were full of acting skills. Liu Ruoxian couldn't help giggling.

The scene in front of me is so funny.

But this is enough to make her unforgettable for the rest of her life.