Xiao Qian didn't ask anymore, he wouldn't say anything when he asked, he punched at the man again, the speed was still fast, the man had no weapon in his hand, only a hard carry, and his fists hit each other again, making a loud noise, like two stones hitting each other. The man was repulsed again, but Xiao Qian remained still. He then threw punches at the man, one, two, three......

Every time Xiao Qian threw a punch, the man was knocked back by a step. After a while, the man's right hand was weak to fight again, and he had become as cute as a steamed bun. He had to switch to his left hand, but after a few strokes, his left hand was gone. The man muttered in his heart: Are your hands made of iron?

Xiao Qian opened his mouth at this time: "If I ask you, do you say it or not?"

The man said, "Beat me to death!"

Xiao Qian punched at the man. The man no longer dodged, nor did he use his hands to block, his two hands were already useless, he straightened his head and met Xiao Qian's fist, as if he had made up his mind to die.

Xiao Qian hurriedly withdrew his hand, he really didn't want to kill people anymore, he just wanted to know who instructed these people to destroy Ge Lao Village.

"Why don't you kill me?" said the man, surprised.

"Don't you really want to tell who sent it?" Xiao Qian said, "Isn't it so difficult to let you say a person's name?"

"Anyway, it's all a death, and it's even worse to die!" the man said, and he hit his head on the cliff, his head cracked, and he died.

Xiao Qian looked at this scene, and her heart was even more uncomfortable. Didn't he say that life is precious? Why did he die like this? He became more and more ignorant of the world.

Xiao Qian searched for these four people for a long time, but found no clues at all, only found two small boards, just like these people were all professional killers, leaving no clues. He had to put the small board away, anyway, it was useless on these people, it could be regarded as robbing the rich and helping the poor!

He set fire to the corpses of these people, and one person can give him 1000 burn value, which is not a small gain!

Xiao Qian finished this cut, held some well water in his hand and drank it, it was refreshing and cool, and his whole body felt very Tongtai, if there was no killing, no war, and everyone coexisted peacefully, how good it would be! No matter how poor and bitter he was, life would always get better day by day.

After Xiao Qian did all this, he picked up the pots and bowls and went to the mountains.

The faint moonlight shone on him, dragging his shadow for a long, long time. He couldn't help but wonder how long the road ahead should be, and how long it still was......

From Gelao Village to where Xiaoqian lives now, it is about 20 miles. He is not walking fast now, since the last time Zhang Chongjing looked for clues all the way to find him, Xiao Qian learned a lesson, he no longer cares about the head and tail when he goes in and out of the mountain, he will deal with the traces of his walking along the way, and he will pay attention to whether anyone will follow him at any time. He understands that if he wants to live longer in this world, in addition to making himself stronger, he must also be cautious at all times.

After a long time, he returned to that stone wrapping edge and continued his cultivation path. After a while, he would return to the well in Gelao Village and kill those who had been sent by the people, and then, knowing that the people behind the scenes would definitely send a large number of people to ambush him by the well and wait for him to take the bait, he hid in the mountains and did not come out. Fortunately, he is easy to perceive physique, and on two occasions when he was still some distance away from the well, he felt very strong spiritual power fluctuations, so he quietly returned to the deep mountains and asked them to wait for the foolish woman there. He knew that those people must have other businesses, and it was impossible to spend a large number of people in Gelao Village for a long time. He is now more and more like a killer, no, it should be said that he is a hunter, he will do it when he finds the best time to hunt, and if he is caught off guard by the other party, he will give up if he can't find a chance, and it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, anyway, he is not in a hurry.

Those people also organized people to search in the mountains, but the entire Gelao Mountain Range is so big that it is like looking for a needle in a haystack, so how easy is it to say?

His energy has now reached more than 1.2 million, his combat power and defense have reached 17, and his personal level is still 1, and the upgrade speed is too slow. However, he is not impatient, and he is idle, so let him take his time! Isn't there a saying that the longer you wait, the more cherished the result you will get. Happiness came too suddenly, and it went faster!

He also built a small house on the mountain on a whim, and got a few small wild animals to raise, anyway, there is grass on the mountain, and when there is nothing to do, he will let these wild animals out for a walk. Not long after, these animals were chased by him and did not dare to run anymore, and behaved as if they were domestic.

Sometimes, he would take out the ring, which looked like it was made of glass, and always saw that there was a door inside, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see anything inside. However, he found that the Mars in his heart was slowly growing up, growing very slowly, and he could hardly see the change, but after a while, he felt that it was changing. I get bigger and brighter. Now it's as big as a cigarette butt and as bright.

......

Wuhe Village, located on the edge of a small reservoir and surrounded by mountains, is ripe for crops and exudes a tempting aroma.

In a courtyard in the middle of the village, more than a dozen big men sat in two rows. None of these big men dared to say anything, their eyebrows were lowered, and a man with a bad face in front of the hall said angrily: "What are you all doing to eat, so many brothers have died, and you don't even know who did it?"

The people below didn't dare to come out, and quietly listened to the man sitting in the hall.

"These brothers are all level 3, how many level 3 are there in the entire Spiritual Continent? What a bunch of rice buckets!" the man cursed, stood up and walked two steps, and sat back in his seat.

After repeating this several times, his face slowly became a little better, and he sat down, no longer standing up, but took a few heavy breaths, and slowly spit it out again.

There was silence in the hall, except for the sound of the man in the hall breathing.

After a long while, a thin-faced person in the hall whispered, "The subordinates thought that it must have been that Zhao Sanqiao who did it, otherwise, the cultivators in Fang Yuan for dozens of miles were all village chiefs, yours!"

"Zhao Sanqiao, he is only a level 3, and he has been injured, every time the brothers who die are three or four, and they are all level 3, and three level 3 is no match for a level 3 Zhao Sanqiao, and he doesn't leave a mouth alive every time?

The thin man didn't dare to snort anymore, just nodded vigorously.

"It's really not good, and if you send more people, you must find this person. The village chief said.

"Yes, it's just ......," someone in the audience said.

"Just what?

"We sent a large group of men and horses to guard there for a few days, and the man seemed to know about it for a long time, and he did not show up again, and when our large army had withdrawn, he came out again to kill people, and his subordinates thought it was very strange. A fat man said.

"You mean we have an inner ghost here?" asked the village chief curiously.

"The subordinates don't dare to speculate!" said the fat man.

"Then go and check, and tell me when you find out the matter!"

"Yes!" the man bowed and said no more.