Chapter 480 Immortal Spiritual Light, Life and Death of the Golden Cicada

"What do you know? Jiangzhou is seeing chaos coming, and we Pengze can't escape this storm. We don't save more money at this time. Once something happens, we will have no travel expenses if we want to leave."

"My man has been asking too much, don't pay the money?"

This is the case with Boss Zheng. He has always been smart. Otherwise, he would not have struggled. He has nothing to do and earned his current family business. Although he is not considered a rich family, he is still considered a wealthy family.

He also thought that he would make the family business more prosperous and that he could pass it on with his son in the future.

"ah……"

The couple looked at each other with their eyes, and for a while, they heard a terrible cry in their ears.

Boss Zheng was shocked. When he looked up, he was frightened and his legs were weak and he sat on the ground.

The soup basin was also knocked over to the ground, and half of the black chicken rolled a few times, covered with dust.

The wife next to him was already widening her eyes at this time, and she couldn't even hide, and she couldn't escape, and there was a stain on the ground.

I saw four or five mice as big as a table appeared in the medicine shop opposite, and they jumped out of nowhere. They were eating and chasing the doctor and shopkeeper in the store.

After slapping, you can swallow half of a living person in just a few bites.

While squeaking, he bite bloodily.

Suddenly, a huge black-haired mouse whistled wildly, turned over and turned upside down, and a raging flame rose on its body, which was burned to charcoal.

Boss Zheng turned his head and saw Xiao Jiang, a pharmacy shop clerk holding his head and screaming, raising his halo, protecting the three-foot land, and a circle of pictures faintly revealed a corner from his shirt collar.

The remaining three mice seemed to have discovered danger. After eating a few people, they circled around Xiaojiang a few times, their eyes were red and screaming wildly, and they left him and rushed out of the door.

He rushed to Boss Zheng and his wife.

These guys seemed to be able to smell the smell of flesh and blood, and they looked for each one.

Boss Zheng was full of souls, and he was still thinking in his heart, why didn't Xiao Jiang be eaten and there were no rats attacking him? He was so scared that he rolled into the back room.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw that my wife had been hit by a huge mouse's sharp fangs and bitten into her mouth. The screaming stopped after just a half-sounding sound.

While heartache, he cried and climbed forward. His legs hurt and almost fainted. He had already been bitten by a big mouse and bit off his left leg.

"Diet, I'm going to die, just die, but unfortunately I'm so disgusting."

At the last moment, Boss Zheng for some reason, he remembered the golden light rising from the man Xiao Jiang opposite him.

It's the drawing.

"Wei Wuji mistaken me. Whether it is a forbidden or not, burning incense and worshiping God is not for the sake of God, but for ourselves..."

When the Jiangzhou Demon Rebellion was in chaos, the governor saved so many people as soon as he arrived. That time he survived from death, he also had a credit for the image. When did he start to try to clear the relationship and burn the pictures?”

Boss Zheng regretted it so much that his intestines were blue, his eyes were dull, he just closed his eyes and waited for death. Waiting for the next moment, the mouse swallowed himself in one bite. Perhaps, this could be considered as living and dying with his wife.

"Strange, bold..."

There seemed to be a deep shout in my ear. Boss Zheng, who was in a daze, was awakened by the thunderous roar.

I saw a golden light like rain in my eyes.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

That was the sword light.

It was a sword that turned into countless swords, and the golden sword energy fell from the air like a meteor rainstorm.

Several mice, including the mouse demon who was swallowing Boss Zheng's left leg, were swept by the sword energy, and after a few squeaks, they burst out with blood and cut into ten thousand pieces.

The sword light changed again, turning into warm suns. A warm air machine swept over, burning the translucent demon soul that rose from the rat demon into star-pointed ashes, purifying the black air...

After being swept by the golden light, the pain on Boss Zheng's legs that made people fainted began to weaken. Then, he saw a slender figure holding a golden sword floating down like a fallen leaf. His eyes shining with shiny eyes, and he snorted coldly: "The qi is mutating into a demon again. These guys are constantly killing and cannot clean it up. I don't know where the evil spirit is leaking from?

"Come here, there are two survivors, one with a divine magic domain and the other with a broken leg, so he will be treated quickly."

"Yes, sir."

A series of footsteps came from afar, and five or six black-clad city guards ran over, ignoring the little river, shrouded in halo, turned to look at the bloody ground, looked at Boss Zheng with pity, and someone stepped forward to bandage the medicine.

"My wife, my wife..."

Boss Zheng was shocked at this time, and he remembered his wife again. When he thought of the bowl of red flower black chicken soup before, he couldn't help but feel sad and felt pain.

"Let's be mourning and follow the changes. As it is today, it's rare to meet a kind-hearted governor who can protect us. However, this monster is constantly killed, and there are not so many people watching it at any time."

The city guard sighed.

They were running around like firefighters.

But it is still a bit too late, and there are always some victims.

I can only make up for it afterwards.

Another city guard smiled bitterly and said, "The county magistrate has tried every means. Even the Golden Armored Sword Guard of the Governor's Mansion is always on standby, but it's a pity..."

"Then he...he..."

Of course, Boss Zheng recognized the Golden Armored Sword Guard.

It was because he saw the cruelty and fierceness of the sword guards that he felt that the governor was actually very cruel and knew that the young master of the Wei Xiangye family was defeated by these people.

He just felt that people would be fine, with a aperture to protect them, and he was completely the food for monsters. This situation was really sad.

I feel too unbalanced.

Poor wife.

"You talk about him, that kid is lucky. He has pictures in his arms, worshiping every day, and protecting his body with gods. Not to mention a few little demon mice, even if the big demon comes, he can hold on for a while and wait for the master to come to rescue."

"You did not burn incense and worship the gods. Even if the priest master wanted to protect you, he would not have the media to exert force. The governor was in Xunyang County, the capital of Jiangzhou. He was too far away and could not project his power."

A kind-faced old city guard was slightly unbearable, and thought for a while and whispered: "The governor will not preach, nor will he call on everyone to worship him. It is all voluntary. After hearing from the county magistrate, in fact, this portrait requires a lot of magic power to protect the house and save people. He is not making any benefits, but to pity all living beings in suffering and want to help govern the people..."

The old city guard sighed and didn't want to say more.

After helping Boss Zheng recover from his injuries, several people rushed to another place.

The demonic atmosphere in the city is wave after wave. After ten days and half a month, it will suddenly explode, without much rules at all.

Sometimes there are a few little monsters, sometimes there are some evil souls, and sometimes there are some strange phenomena. Anyway, non-human power can resist it.

Each time some people will be killed or injured.

Of course, those who die are those who are incompetent and have no image protection.

"I regret it..."

Boss Zheng beat his chest and stamped his feet, and threw himself to the place where his wife once stood, crying and his lungs burst into tears.

If I had known this, I would have burned some portraits at home. I would have liked Xiao Jiang opposite me and spent half a quarter of an hour to worship sincerely every day. What should I do if I burn some incense and make some paper?

After the incident, the life is almost gone. Is it meaningful to think so much afterward?

"Damn Wei Wuji."

...

There are many, many of them in the three counties that have encountered the same experience as Boss Zheng.

Some are alive, some are dead.

After several storms, slowly, the incense in the three counties flourished again.

From beginning to end, Yang Lin never issued a call, nor sent people to promote portraits. He even forbidden his subordinates from promoting the matter.

It’s not a business to get on the pole.

He found that the faith gained by self-sponsibility and sincere worship was higher than the purity of his faith.

There is not so much backlash either.

Respect God as God is.

He just tried his best to give back as much strength as possible, protect the people of Jiangzhou, and form a magical law net.

At least he is in charge of the government.

He felt that it was necessary to let the people under his rule try to live a better life.

Even with Wei Wuji, he relaxed some surveillance.

Because the other party began to persuade agricultural studies.

Regardless of whether this guy has many bad ideas in his heart, in general, he is worthy of being Wei Zheng's son and a talented person.

Doing things quickly and well.

As long as you no longer have malice.

Yang Lin even felt that he would not hold a grudge against the other party at all, nor would he think about killing him.

...

Time flies like flowing water.

As Yang Lin's true cultivation level increases day by day.
To be continued...