Seeing Zhang Tong coming out, the education secretary hurriedly buried his head down. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Tong is burly, taller than the two heads of the teacher, this seemingly honest farmer, but in his bones he is vicious.

Zhang Tong was born poor, was sold to a rich merchant as a slave at a young age, worked as a slave for 20 years, suffered 20 years of humiliation, and finally one night Zhang General Kitchen Knife killed all the 20 members of the rich merchant's family with a sickle.

Zhang Tong knew that he would be wanted by the government, so he took the money of a wealthy businessman and worshipped a master, because the master was too strict with him, Zhang Tong suffered a lot of beatings, and after learning and art, Zhang Tong killed his master.

Such a vicious person can endure it, which is not unrelated to Zhang Tong's ability to become one of the four divine envoys of the Xigong Divine Court Sect in a short period of time.

"How many people came?"

"Eight or nine in all."

"Eight or nine?"

"Nine...... Nine, eight young men, and a woman. ”

"Come and see, I'm going to see who's so bold."

……

At this time, the fight on the top of the mountain had ended, and a group of disciples of the Xigong Divine Court Sect were lying on the ground, mourning again and again.

"They are the messengers of God." The priest pointed at Han Dasha and said.

Zhang Tong glanced at a few people and said disdainfully: "These dolls beat you like this?" ”

The priest said: "Lord Divine Envoy, don't look at their young age, but their means are very powerful, Xiaotang Town was destroyed by their group of people. ”

"Oh, that's it."

"It's a pleasure, it's a pleasure." Chu Yunping shouted loudly, although he often competed with others when he was in the Immortal Sword Villa, where was he so happy today.

"Thank you." The black-faced young man said thank you very indifferently, and then carried the woman on his back and was about to leave.

"It's not that easy to leave." At this time, Zhang Tong was standing on a bluestone in the mountains, and the priest was hiding behind Zhang Tong.

Seeing Zhang Tong, a group of teenagers couldn't help but look solemn, and they could see that Zhang Tong's cultivation was definitely above them.

"Who are you, why are you in our way?" Chu Yunping shouted.

"Why? Just because I am Zhang Tong, the envoy of the four gods of the Xigong Divine Court Sect. ”

"Can the people of the Xigong Divine Court Sect kill innocents indiscriminately?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked.

Zhang Tong looked at Feng Xiaoxiao, his eyes suddenly lit up, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva violently, did not hide the desire in his heart, and said: "It's not impossible for them to leave, as long as the girl is willing to sleep with me for one night." ”

"You're looking for death."

Chu Yunping shouted angrily, pulled out his sword and stabbed at Zhang Tong.

"Ignorant child, let the master teach you a good lesson today." Zhang Tong stepped on the bluestone.

With a bang, the bluestone burst open.

Flying sand and stones, smoke billowing, Zhang Tong stepped on the void, and the sickle in his hand quickly slashed through.

Seeing the scythe, the sect couldn't help but tremble, it turned out that the rumors were all true.

It is rumored that the heads of the 20 or so members of the wealthy merchant family in Liangzhou City were cut off with a sickle, and the 20 heads were strung together with a wire and hung on the city wall, and the blood was dripping down.

"Be careful." Feng Xiaoxiao shouted, and then the white skirt danced and swung his sword towards Zhang Tongchi.

"Let's go together, I'll play with you today." Zhang Tong shouted.

"Mother, you sit here and rest first." The black-faced boy put down the woman.

"Tiezi, watch out for that." The woman was blind in both eyes, but she knew it in her heart.

"Mother, I know."

Han Dasha stood on the cliff flat, although he didn't know why Feng Xiaoxiao was fighting with that person, but he thought that that person was definitely not a good person, so he took out an iron knife that Feng Xiaoxiao bought for him in the blacksmith shop in the lower mountain and rushed forward.

Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang didn't move, because without Han Dasha's order, unless Han Dasha's life was endangered, they would not take the initiative to take action.

"A group of little dolls who don't know the height of the sky, let Lao Tzu play with you today." Zhang Tong said wildly.

……

The fight went on for a long time, and the bluestones between the cliffs burst or rolled down, and those believers who came up the mountain were already frightened and ran away.

It's a very unfair contest, but it's fair.

The teaching priest hiding behind the bluestone gradually panicked, with Zhang Tong's reputation, he thought that Zhang Tong would have no trouble dealing with this group of teenagers, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult, and vaguely he felt that Zhang Tong was already weak.

At this time, Zhang Tong stood on a bluestone between the cliffs, sweat beads on his forehead, and his right hand holding the sickle trembled slightly, and the green tendons were a little terrifying.

"Let's go together, this guy has no strength." Chu Yunping held the sword in his hand, and the white silk coat on his body was already half wet.

"It's wishful thinking that you want to kill grandpa." Zhang Tong said coldly, tilting his head as he spoke, like a high-ranking nobleman, perhaps because Zhang Tong has been a subordinate for most of his life, what he cares about most after becoming the divine envoy of the Xigong Divine Court Sect is the gaze of others, so his posture has always been very high.

……

The battle went on for a long time, the wind picked up on the cliffs, and the weather was mild.

Zhang Tong squatted weakly on the bluestone, and his right hand holding the sickle was no longer trembling, because he had lost consciousness.

Zhang Tong opened his mouth and said, "You can leave." ”

This sentence was said very reluctantly, because Zhang Tong couldn't hold on anymore.

"What are you kidding, why should we listen to you." Chu Yunping said.

"Why do you Xigong Divine Court Sect kill innocents indiscriminately?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked.

Zhang Tong snorted coldly and said, "Joke, I can do whatever I want from the Xigong Divine Court Sect." ”

"What are you angry about, what is there to be angry, you can't beat us differently." Chu Yunping shouted.

"That's what you are relying on ......"

Zhang Tong's words have not been finished, but he can no longer finish them.

The cold-faced boy appeared behind Zhang Tong like a ghost, and a rusty dagger stabbed Zhang Tong in the back.

Zhang Tong could never have imagined that he would be able to survive under the abuse of the landlord for twenty years, and suffer three years under the severe torture of the master, but he died at the hands of a young man who looked like a beggar, and the young man's cultivation was not much lower than him.

The cold-faced young man then pulled out his dagger, then wiped the blood-stained dagger on the dry grass, and glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao and walked towards the woman.

"Mother, let's go." The young man took up the woman on his back and hurried away.

Chu Yunping said angrily: "Why are you so rude, we helped you leave without saying thank you." ”

As if he had not heard, the young man carried the woman on his back to the top of the mountain.

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "I see that the eldest lady has a yellow face, I think it has been a long time since I have eaten a full meal, and we still have some dry food here." ”

The young man paused, his steps were a little slower but he continued to walk, he always reminded himself that he was not a beggar, and he could not accept the pity of others.

"You can endure hunger, but you can't let your aunt endure hunger." Feng Xiaoxiao saw the hesitation of the cold-faced young man.

Hearing Feng Xiaoxiao's words, the young man finally stopped.

At this time, it was not yet dark, and no one paid attention to a big bluestone on the top of the cliff, and the posterior was lying in the dry grass and secretly painted four portraits, which were the four of Han Dasha.

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