After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Where... are you from?" Qin He looked them up and down.

"We are envoys from Japan to Li. We are here to greet your emperor. The red-billed canary in your hand is one we lost. Please return it immediately to avoid unnecessary conflict."

At this time, the Onmyoji spoke, and compared to the samurai, his words were much more clear and articulate.

But the words were very unpleasant to hear.

If you want it, take it. What do you mean by unnecessary conflict?

The most important thing is the tone, which is completely like "I am talking to you because I am well-educated. If it weren't for my own image, I would have stopped talking to you a long time ago.

If the minnow spirit were here, it could concisely translate it into six words: Return the bird, or I’ll beat you up.

Just based on this, can Qin He give it to him?

Don’t say it’s not yours, even if it is yours, I won’t give it to you.

Hui Mi Qiu had once reported to Qin He about the tribute canary transforming into a human form and getting lost. It was a lost tribute from the Ryukyu Kingdom, not from Japan at all.

"You said it was yours?"

Qin He crossed his arms and said jokingly, "Then you call it and see if it responds. If it responds, it's yours. If it doesn't, it's not yours."

The two men's faces darkened upon hearing this. The warrior instantly showed a fierce look on his face and gritted his teeth, "Sir, you are humiliating us Japanese cultivators. This is a very unwise thing to do. Even your emperor would not speak to us like this."

"Unwise?"

"Yes, it's quite unwise."

"That's not wise. Just use whatever you can do." Qin He shrugged. He didn't care about face if any random person came and asked him for things.

"You, are dead!" The Yin-Yang Master's eyes turned cold, and his whole body was filled with demonic energy. He raised his hand and a stream of light shot towards Qin He.

The flowing green light was hazy, and inside it was a black symbol with dark runes flashing on it, which was extremely sharp.

In a blink of an eye, Liu Guang appeared in front of Qin He.

"Whoo~"

However, Qin He did not move at all, but just blew gently at the black talisman.

The talisman turned into a wisp of green smoke and then disappeared without a trace.

It was as if what was rushing forward was not a murderous intent, but a puff of smoke.

"A master from the Li Kingdom?"

Upon seeing this, the Onmyoji's face showed a solemn expression.

The talisman is called "Blade Talisman" and is one of the most common attack methods used by Onmyoji.

Although it is not a powerful talisman, it is not something that a cultivator can easily withstand.

This person not only took it on, but also blew it out in one breath.

unusual.

"Blade Slash!"

At this time, the warrior also moved, taking a step towards Qin He, holding the long sword tightly in one hand, and unsheathing it with a cold light.

But the next moment, there was a "click" sound, the warrior's eyes bulged out in anger, his body staggered, and he fell on his back.

"Uh~"

Amidst the flying dust, the warrior covered his crotch with his hands, his face twisted, veins bulging, and his face flushed red.

It's fucking ridiculous~

This scene made the Onmyoji a little confused, because he had no idea what was wrong with the samurai.

Why are you suddenly covering your balls?

The knife hasn't even been pulled out yet.

How embarrassing!

Even more unfortunate was that the warrior fell right in front of the calf.

You say this cabbage is so good, can the calf resist the urge to bite...its hoof?

It had been eager to try, and when the opportunity came, it kicked the warrior in the crotch without saying a word.

The next moment, the man flew away.

Eggs, beaten.

He fell heavily against the wall and lost consciousness.

The Onmyoji's expression finally changed. He took two steps back and turned to run away.

This is a master!

Even that cow is not an ordinary breed.

I've hit a wall. I can't stay here for long.

"run?"

Qin He shook his head upon seeing this, stretched out his hands and made three consecutive slaps.

However, the Onmyoji just stumbled like the samurai, but did not fall down. He continued to stagger and walk with the help of the wall.

Qin He was suddenly surprised.

This guy has no balls?

"Bull charge, ha!"

At this time, the calf couldn't wait to go crazy again. It carried Qin He a few steps to catch up with the Yin-Yang Master, lowered its bull head and hit him directly.

A wild bull weighs more than ten thousand pounds.

The Onmyoji flew away on the spot, lying in a "spread-out" position in the corner of the wall, slowly sliding down and rolling into a pile with the samurai.

It sounds slow, but it’s actually just a few blinks of an eye.

Overall, it didn't feel like a battle at all.

"Master, do you want to live or die?" The calf snorted loudly, still unsatisfied.

Qin He pondered for a moment, "Just teach them a lesson. When dealing with foreign friends, we still need to be broad-minded and not be petty."

"Ok."

The calf nodded obediently, turned around and retreated to the corner, slightly bent its legs, lowered its hips, and then, with a "puff", a bubble of steaming hot shit sprayed on the two of them.

The cow ate too much in the demon world for half a year, and probably ate too much, so it was thin.

But then again, this guy's shit seems to have never been formed.

"Master, what do you think of this lesson?" the calf asked, seeking credit.

"The smell... is a bit strong." Qin He commented and said, "Let's go back."

"Yes."

One man and one cow left.

……

The cow left, but the fragrance still spread far and wide.

This is not.

Two streets away, a big monk who had just finished worshipping the immortals came over here with a long tongue and a Taoist priest.

That speed, when we arrived.

It’s still hot!