Qingying is desperate, but she doesn't blame Xiao San, everyone has the right to choose life and death, in fact, from the bottom of her heart, she also hopes that Xiao San can survive.

"Take a few more people to chase him, as I said, cut off his limbs, stop the bleeding for him, don't kill him, who called me a man of words. Meng Fei smiled grimly.

More than a dozen slaves behind him responded in unison and hurriedly chased out.

Qingying subconsciously dragged her injured leg and limped back, in her young heart, she felt that the man in front of her who looked quite attractive was really an out-and-out devil!

Let Qingying drag slowly, Mengfei was indifferent, speaking of this trip, in fact, he also had some surprises, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, as Dong Xiong said, Qingjiachang Village did pick up a dead monk's magic weapon, and the condition is quite good. In return, the Dream Clan monk promised to help this outer disciple Dong Xiong marry the woman he loved, even if it was a robbery.

After Qingfeng appeared, he was not allowed to live or die, and after the two sides fought, he was injured by Mengfei, and threatened the life of the whole village with the reason that the whole village was reduced to slavery and the life of the little three, forcing him to comply.

Qingling was righteous, and finally gave in and promised to get married in half a month.

After everything was arranged, Uncle Mengfei, who was in the formation of this trip, naturally didn't want to stay in this place full of chicken and duck dung, and immediately his uncle was ready to return to the sect to resume his life, before leaving, the little girl Qingying suddenly came out and found Dong Xiong's theory, saying that her sister could not marry him, but the appearance of this little girl caused this great change.

As we all know above the mirror domain, the reason why the Dream Clan is the weakest of the nine factions is nothing more than the Dream Clan's primary cultivation spirit, good at assassination, their assassination methods are extremely special, they can't be prevented, offend their clan, unless you are strong enough, they dare not resist, if not, then you must be prepared to sleep for a long time, because, the place where they assassinate you is not elsewhere, but in your sleep, maybe when you wake up, you have become a shell without a soul.

Therefore, for the ability to kill head-on, their clan is relatively the weakest, especially before the fourth realm shaping the god realm, in the event of a battle in the same realm, the dream clan monks will almost be completely destroyed by the other party without accident, and even some of the leaders of the weaker realm can also suppress them across the border.

So, in order to make up for the lack of combat effectiveness, the predecessors of the Dream Clan have found many ways, but they have gained little, until the Dream Clan has obtained a remnant of ancient exercises in recent years, using some virgins with spiritual roots as furnaces, taking their spiritual roots for their own use, strengthening their own bodies, and enhancing their combat effectiveness. But in addition to being deprived of the spiritual root, the victim virgin also had to be treated inhumanely, and in the end all of them were like withered corpses, turning into a dried corpse, this kind of cultivation method is extremely cruel, in order to avoid causing public anger, the dream clan also began to prohibit the cultivation of this secret method, of course, except for those who have cultivated this method, such as Mengfei's uncle, because this method must be practiced forever without interruption, otherwise it will face the tragic end of falling or the backlash of the exercise.

Mengfei was born in a family of cultivation, and his father is the patriarch, so from childhood to adulthood, the intrigue with his brothers and sisters has never stopped, and his mother is a partial house, so he has instilled in Mengfei a lot of ideas about fighting for power since he was a child. Mengfei's cultivation qualifications are mediocre, and he has not been valued by his father, after thinking that he is deeply aware of the cruelty of the wealthy family, he and his mother operated, risked being severely punished, and secretly learned this kind of harmful quick success method, and since then he has soared, and his cultivation power has soared, and he has won the favor of his father.

Except for a few henchmen, no one else knows this secret, including him Lao Tzu, he raised such a human slave, and his purpose was also to hide people's eyes and ears, help him collect resources, and kill this group of human slaves with Mengfei's strict discipline, they didn't dare to say it, and they didn't know what the master was doing with this little girl, simple obedience was their only way to survive.

When Mengfei first saw Qingying, he was simply shocked, in his stained history, the girl with the most spiritual roots he had ever seen belonged to her, he didn't understand why this small mountain village had such an amazing cultivation embryo, but he had a faint feeling that as long as he got the little girl's spiritual root, it might be an opportunity to break his wandering in the third realm for a long time, and at that time he secretly made up his mind to find a way to take Qingying for himself,

Practicing a kind of exercise together, Mengfei's master and uncle didn't know the goods, so he immediately ordered that he must be brought back to the door, and Mengfei, who already had a ghost fetus, naturally volunteered to go. Along the way, Qingying stumbled back home, and secretly sent someone to summon his mother as quickly as possible, so that his mother could use his father's patriarchal rights to immediately transfer away from his uncle on the grounds that he had found a heavy treasure and returned to the door to report to him.

After coming to the wooden house, Mengfei explained his purpose, and Qingfeng naturally would not compromise, and lost the big one and the small one. And as a monk, Qingfeng more or less knew that these people had bad intentions, and they didn't agree with each other, Mengfei seriously injured Qingfeng again, and then he and Dong Xiong pretended to be good people there and persuaded him hard, in fact, he was delaying time, and when the thin guy came to report the news, in fact, Mengfei already knew that his master had been transferred, and he pretended not to know, it was nothing more than acting for some people.

followed by Qu Lao's disturbance, and the assassination of Xiao San.

Speaking of which, Meng Fei is actually very grateful to Xiao San for saving Qingfeng's family, and even more grateful to him and Qingling Bing for separating each other, so that he can justifiably hide Qingying on the grounds that the two died in the belly of the beast. Mengfei is a little impatient, if he can successfully break through to the fourth realm of the Shaping God Mirror, then he can shape the Yuan Shen and practice the deepest spiritual attack technique of this sect, the feeling of killing people in a dream, I heard the seniors in the clan say that it is very good, do whatever you want in other people's spiritual world, compared to reality, but there is a world of difference!

Xiao San, who was running at full speed, looked at the domain wall in the distance, and still remembered the scene when he fled the dark forest, at that time he wished he had a few more legs, but today, he wished that the dark forest was closer to him, which was really ridiculous.

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"Whoosh" twice.

Xiao San took out the only two remaining arrows and suddenly turned around and shot them, so frightened that the group of human slaves had to slow down or change direction to dodge.

"Boy, when Lao Tzu catches you, you will definitely die a good death!" the human slave scolded.

Xiao San's strength is not strong, but at this time, more than a dozen people are running towards him, if he hits the muzzle, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have good fruit to eat.

There are no arrows, the bow is not much of a use, the discarded Xiao San ran faster, and the days of running and fighting made him feel unbearable, the sharp pain hidden in his body had long been impatient, and the heart-rending lungs of the internal organs burning like fire made him feel painful, and he gritted his teeth and insisted.

"Come, let Lao Tzu try, how much can you hurt!"

Xiao San suddenly exerted his strength again, letting the severe pain erode his whole body, as if only in this way could he offset the anger in his heart, he resented that he couldn't protect his beloved girl, and he resented that he couldn't save his life-saving benefactor, this damn shell couldn't even be a hunter.

For a long time, Xiao San thinks that he is a person who follows the rules, helps Qingfeng hunt, works diligently with Qingling, and Qingying, never hurts heaven and reason, nor does he harm others, such a simple and kind family, in the end, it ended up like this!

Is this world just the law of the jungle? Good people are bullied, and bad people are free?

No, he wants those vicious people to pay the corresponding price!

So, he also wants to be willful once!

"Ahh

The tearing Xiao San began to squeeze every bit of strength in his body, even if the whole body seemed to explode, even if blood was already flowing from the corners of his mouth.

His speed suddenly increased to an astonishing level, and the fireflies around his body flashed, and they all wanted to enter Xiao San's body but they couldn't seem to find the entrance, which was a vision of spiritual energy!

The people and slaves who were chasing after them only saw the smoke and dust all the way, and the weak black-clothed young man from before had disappeared from their sight.

When more than a dozen human slaves followed all the way, covered in stinky sweat and panting, to the last footprint left by Xiao San, there was already the domain wall that had been like a day for tens of thousands of years in front of him, black and white, immortal.

More than a dozen people looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do, whether to follow or not?

If you follow, fools know that you must wear a filter mask to enter the dark forest, unless you are an exorcist, otherwise 10,000% will be contaminated with dark matter, even if you can come out alive, it is not certain to die.

If you don't follow, how can the master explain, Mengfei's ruthless methods, thinking about it will make them shiver!

More than a dozen people were at a loss and began to talk about it, probably because they wanted to "bully the king" with a good caliber, because they knew that when they entered the dark forest, that kid would definitely die, but in a different way of dying.

Everyone gathered firewood and the flame was high, and more than a dozen people discussed enthusiastically, constantly reminding each other of the matters that need attention, just when several people initially unified the caliber and prepared to turn back, a chill that came out of the hot day made everyone present look in one direction.

Not far away, a figure stood there, with its back to everyone.

When more than a dozen people recognized the person's back, they were so excited that they burst into tears, as if they had seen a living Bodhisattva who was relieving suffering.

Because he is none other than Xiao San.

didn't delve into how Xiao San appeared, and didn't care why the chill came out of nowhere, more than a dozen people only felt that God was pitying them, as long as they could kill him smoothly, then everything would be fine.

More than a dozen people tacitly approached him, wanting to surround him, but in their eyes, they always felt that the back was indescribably weird, he lowered his head, slightly hunched back, as if he didn't realize the impending danger, and was immersed in a certain state without care.

"Whew!"

More than a dozen people suddenly felt a flower in front of them, and the back seemed to disappear out of thin air, just like Tang when he came.

The chill was still there, one of the human slaves with a scar on his face suddenly felt that the chill had enveloped him, and more than a dozen companions all threw themselves at his back with a frightened look, and the scar slave turned his head slowly, and through the corner of his eye, he saw a smiling face almost on his left shoulder, the face grinned, and couldn't tell whether it was cruel or mocking, with a pair of scarlet pure bloody eyes, so that the scar slave had a chill from head to toe.

The scar slave subconsciously got up and retreated, and when he jumped up, he turned around and wanted to swing a knife, he didn't think that he would make a slash, he just wanted to use this to distance himself from the other party, after all, the speed shown by Xiao San was really beyond their cognition.

Unexpectedly, Xiao San didn't mean to dodge at all, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was more like looking forward to the knife.

Confused, the scar slave didn't know why the knife was not swung for a long time, no, to be precise, it was not that he didn't swing it, but he didn't have the qualifications to swing it at all, because he saw that the arm that had been with him for decades was no longer hanging on his shoulder, but was carried upside down by Xiao San, and he was still holding the wide-mouth big knife in his hand, and the blood hadn't even had time to flow out much.

In the flash of light, when the toes of the scar slave just hit the ground, the nerve reaction of pain just fed back to the brain, Xiao San had already appeared behind him again, and two streams of blood spurted out almost at the same time, one in the shoulder and the other in the heart.

When he slowly fell, he didn't understand how Xiao San did it, he only felt that Xiao San's weird smiling face looked even more terrifying than the devil's face!

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When the last of the dozen slaves fell down with a frightened and inexplicable look of consternation, Xiao San's chest was cut out of a one-foot-long knife wound, which did not hurt the bones and organs, but was only cut a little flesh, which was caused by his deliberate failure to hide, as if he enjoyed and missed this kind of chopping very much!

Clusters of black flame were repairing his wounds, not a drop of blood was shed.

Hey, hey, hey...

Xiao San covered his forehead with one hand, and the other hand was in the shape of a claw facing the sky, looking up to the sky and laughing, blood dripping down his fingers, he suddenly looked in the direction where he came, a traction, or a kind of concern, was attracting him to hurry quickly.

His movement was so fast that only an afterimage remained, and as he vanished nearby, only the sound of eerie laughter echoed in the quiet air.