Chapter 120: Isn't Childe not afraid?

Bu An knew that he had an enemy, and he dared to take Su Su out of the city, of course, he relied on it. One of the things he relied on was his hidden cultivation strength, and the second was Su Su, who was now covering his mouth.

Each level of the realm of divine soul cultivation is roughly one level higher than that of cultivators, and Bu'an is now a cut higher than Zhu Xiuqi in terms of the power of archery alone, which is almost equivalent to the strength of Confucian Mingde realm cultivation to perfection - according to Hua Yihan's set of sayings, Bu'an is now from Wu to human god.

Although Su Su is timid, if he only talks about hard power, he may be even stronger than Monk Huiyuan. And she is mainly afraid of ghosts and thieves who steal children, and she is not afraid of enemies - if she hadn't stopped Bu'an, she might have fought with dozens of officials.

If Bu Jingping brought a Taoist priest, Bu An would still be worried that Bu Hongxuan would feed the Daomen Yushi with silver, but a middle-aged Confucian student really has nothing to worry about. But any Confucian practitioner with a little strength, how could he be called a dog by Bu Jingping, he could swallow this breath.

No one saw ...... Bu An had the heart to confirm it again, and threatened with a cold face: "The inspection of the city gate must see you!"

Zhang Shun suddenly realized something, and hurriedly said: "That's right, young master, let's go, the patrol guarding the city must see us." ”

"Are you going to be stupid again?!" Bu Jingping glared at Zhang Shun and said, "We followed the caravan out of the city, who could notice?!"

Bu An couldn't help it, burst out laughing, and said to Zhang Shun: "I really feel sorry for you......"

Now, of course Zhang Shun understood, he couldn't figure out why the group of cultivators of the Seven Divisions would be submissive to a powerless Confucian student, but now listening to Bu An's tone, he guessed that he had hidden his strength.

Zhang Shun is just a Confucian cultivator who has heard the perfection of the Tao, and was sent by Bu Hongxuan to assist Bu Jingping mainly to play the role of the master.

Bu Jingping was stunned and scolded: "You dog, come back to me!"

"If he can escape, he'll save your life. Bu An shook his head and took the white wood soft bow in his hand, and shot the bow, this time without reservation, only heard a tragic neighing of horses, and then Zhang Shun fell out with people and horses.

Months of practice have not been in vain, more than ten meters away, shoot a target as big as a horse, you can still shoot with confidence!

"It's not saved, you're going to die. Bu An smiled at the stunned Bu Jing Ping, opened his bow again, and without aiming, he made a "poof" sound, and shot a bowl-sized blood hole in the belly of the black horse sitting on Bu Jing Ping.

The black horse screamed in pain, struggled with his hooves, first threw Bu Jingping to the ground, and then rushed out dozens of meters with blood all the way before falling down.

Bu An turned over and dismounted, handed the long sword to Su Su, and told her to watch Bu Jingping, and then walked towards Zhang Shun while stretching his bow. The white wood bow is very lightweight, and it has no weight in the hand.

Before the word "Third Young Master Rao ......" could be spoken, Zhang Shun was shot in the abdomen by the arrow power turned into a divine soul, and flew upside down more than ten meters like a heavy hammer.

"Spare your life, let you go back to ventilate the news? Do I look so naΓ―ve?" Bu An shook his head and walked over, regardless of whether he was dead or alive, four or five meters away, an arrow shot his head before turning around and walking back.

Bu Jingping was already paralyzed on the ground, even if it was only a teenager boy holding a sword to the side, he didn't have the courage to get up and run away or resist desperately.

Bu An walked up to him, thinking about why this person is so stupid, although the old thief Bu Hongxuan is hateful, but at least he seems to be a smart person, how can he give birth to such a son. If it weren't for this iconic Chinese face, Bu An would even wonder if he was mistaken.

"Three...... Third Brother...... Spare me...... Spare me......" Bu Jingping couldn't even beg for mercy.

"Don't worry, after all, I won't kill you...... Bu An looked at his sloppy eyes, and there was a glimmer of hope for survival flashing before he glanced at Su Su. What he meant was that everyone was a relative, and they wouldn't do it themselves, so they misunderstood.

Su Su muttered, "You're a bad person." While holding a long sword, he stabbed a bloody hole in Bujingping's chest.

"You ......" Bu Jingping covered his chest with his hands, blood kept flowing out of his fingers, and he glared at Bu An in fear, despair and resentment.

"Psycho, should I beat you up and then let you go back, waiting for you to take revenge again?" can you think of ......it?" Bu An was really a little unbearable, shook his head and didn't look at him, but he caught a glimpse of Su Su's still relaxed face, which didn't seem to have the effect of training his courage at all, and frowned: "Su Su, aren't you afraid of killing people?"

"Isn't Childe not afraid?" Su Su asked, holding the long sword that was still dripping blood, and looked up.

"Yes......" Bu An also felt a little puzzled.

"Shouldn't you be afraid?" Su Su said curiously.

"Anyway, it shouldn't be as natural as ours, it has to be ...... It's going to have to be uncomfortable, after all, it's human life......" Bu An scratched his head.

"Kill the bad guys, it's fine. Su Su seemed to be comforting Bu An.

β€œ...... Hurry up and bury it. ”

"Not dead yet. ”

"One more sword. ”

......

......

Wondering why the murderer didn't feel disgusting and uncomfortable, the master and the servant piled two dead horses and two dead bodies into the grove, searched the belongings of the two men, and most importantly, took away the jade ornaments and name tags that could be used for identification, and then lit a fire.

While waiting for the fire to grow, Bu An and Su Su changed into newly bought autumn clothes, changing from Confucian and boy clothes to ordinary people's clothes.

Hang the short white wood soft bow on Su Su's shoulder, hang the green steel sword and scabbard on his waist, and hang the jade pendant given by Tu Yao around his neck and wear it closely.

When he stepped back on the official road, he frowned and pondered, whether he had done evil just now.

Although Bu Jingping didn't say that he was going to kill people, but if he beat them up today and let them go back to the mountain, this idiot would definitely call for helpers and come back and forth to find trouble, back and forth endlessly, the conflict escalated again and again, and the number of participants became more and more, like a snowball, and finally the new hatred and old hatred were resolved together, killing dozens or hundreds of people, which was much happier than quietly killing people like now.

Therefore, I would rather lose a little pleasure, killed Bu Jingping in advance, and saved a lot of lives......

Bu An rolled his eyes, and said in his heart that it was better not to deceive himself, just not to do evil, but to explain that it was to do good deeds, it was too shameless!

If you keep a stupid person like Bu Jingping, maybe one day you will bring unnecessary trouble, or kill a hundred.