The village chief suddenly hugged his head and squatted on the ground and screamed, but everyone was startled, what's going on, what's going on all of a sudden, do these people know how to demons?

"You guys, what did you do to the village chief?"

Qi Zhenlong glanced at it, didn't care at all, and coldly urged Gao Zhaodi: "Keep going." ”

He's not a savior, but he's not a person who kills indiscriminately, and if these people don't come to mess with him, he doesn't mind letting them know what the real wicked are.

Gao Zhaodi was also a little stunned, and he didn't see them make a move, why did the village chief do this, could it be that he was afraid of the eyes of this evil ghost?

Thinking of this, she was a little excited, and it was really good that the village chief also had today.

"You are not allowed to go, what kind of magic have you used?" a bold man followed.

Qi Xiaojun was a little bored, broke the phalanges of his fist, pinched it to a gurgling sound, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, don't follow." ”

The man paused, frightened by the murderous aura in Qi Xiaojun's eyes.

For some people, just a look and an iron-blooded temperament make people frightened and jealous.

Gao Zhaodi led Qi Zhenlong and them to the direction of home, and behind them, there were many people watching the excitement.

When she came back, someone had already reported to Gao Laogen.

Gao Laogen was stunned at first, and then he was angry, this cheap girl who died dared to come back.

"Dead girl, hurry up and get her back, lock her up, and sell her when you turn around, a dead girl with a black heart and liver, who has no conscience, and pinched her to death if she knew she was born. Gao Pozi slapped the table and yelled.

Gao Laogen walked out with her, and sure enough, he saw the dead girl coming.

"Come on, help me tie up this dead girl. He let out a loud shout and ran towards Gao Zhaodi himself.

Gao Zhaodi was so frightened that her legs were weak, and she immediately ran behind Tang Yu and said, "Miss, it's him, you want to save me, for mother's sake, save me." ”

Qi Zhenlong saw Gao Laogen, an old man who was said to be in his fifties, thin, dark, with small eyes and thick lips, with a half-bald head, wearing tattered clothes that I don't know if they were dirty or black.

Is that him?

Is the person who defiled the hibiscus this bad old man?

Qi Zhenlong's chest was burning with anger, his stomach was tumbling, something came up, and his throat was fishy and sweet, but he swallowed it back raw.

He just stood like that, staring at Gao Laogen as if he were looking at a dead man.

Gao Laogen saw that Gao Zhaodi had run away, he was furious, and wanted to catch up, but his footsteps stopped, and he looked at Qi Zhenlong vigilantly.

We all have an innate sense of danger.

The man in front of him was very noble and dangerous, he looked at his eyes, just like a life-seeking Shura from hell, holding a sickle that harvested human lives and preparing to take his life, which made Gao Laogen want to turn around and flee.

But he found that he couldn't move, and his legs were weak and weak.

"You, who are you? Do you want to take my daughter and hand her over quickly. Gao Laogen shouted in dialect in a loud voice.

"It's you. Qi Zhenlong sighed, he loosened his tie slowly, then took off his coat and threw it behind him, and Qi Xiaojun caught it steadily.

Everyone looked at this posture, and somehow felt a chill on their bodies, and couldn't help but rub their arms and take a few steps back.

Qi Zhenlong stepped forward in three steps and two steps towards Gao Laogen, stretched out his long legs and kicked hard, kicking Gao Laogen a few meters away, falling to the ground with a bang, splashing a cloud of ash.