"Okay, Ming'er, if you fight again, you'll kill him!"

Qin Shan's eyes were full of indifference, looking at the old monk lying on the ground and dying, and said lightly: "Say it! ”

"I want to punch a few more punches!"

Qin Ming finally released the anger in his heart, but there was still some kind of unfinished meaning on his face.

The old monk opened his eyes with difficulty, he was beaten by Qin Ming and was already deformed, and his whole body was beaten into a pig's head, and he couldn't see himself clearly in a pair of eyes, and his body was even stronger and weaker, which was the fundamental reason why he was not beaten to death by Qin Ming.

The acquired master, not only can Gang Qi be emitted outside the body to attack others, but also can surge throughout the body to arm himself.

What's more, a person with a strong gang can be immune to punch and foot damage, which is completely equivalent to adding a layer of armor to himself.

This is the most powerful thing about the acquired master, let me punch and kick me and stand still.

There is a gang qi to protect the body, as if ten thousand laws are not violated.

Naturally, this inviolability is relatively conditional, and there is no such thing as a person who is truly immune.

"Say it!"

Qin Shan's cold voice echoed in his ears again.

For the old monk, it was the sound of hell, and his liver hurt when he heard it.

A pig's face was blue and white, not angry, but actually beaten by Qin Ming.

Looking at the uncle and nephew, the old monk had the urge to cry.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that the fate was ill-fated, Qin Shan, an iron-blooded detective, was not false.

Beat him half to death first and then ask questions, this is Qin Shan's iron-blooded style!

The old monk is bitter in his heart, and he can't pour out the bitter water in his stomach.

After taking a few breaths and forcibly calming down, the dantian true qi was slightly smoothed out, and he was considered to have recovered half of a normal person.

has Gang Qi to protect the body, but it is not to worry about life, but it is really painful to be beaten by Qin Ming.

"Head catcher, I really don't know where our young master went!"

The old monk muttered inarticulately, "After Qingfeng Village was copied, most of the people were taken down on the spot, only some of them wandered outside, and we also had our own hiding places and didn't trust each other, it has always been the young master who came to me, and I never looked for him." ”

Qin Shan's eyes were confused, obviously very dissatisfied with the old monk's answer.

The fat body walked step by step, and there was a heavy voice as each step fell.

The old monk's face became more and more ugly, and his protective qi was shattered in Qin Shan's movements.

The invisible majesty emanated, and the old monk's true qi that he had finally managed to smooth collapsed again.

"You, a pawn, didn't tell the truth at all, where is the mage of Qingfeng Village, I want to find the real mage?"

Qin Shan's words were light and light, but when they heard it in the old monk's heart, it was like a stormy wave, and panic appeared in his eyes.

He, the surface mage, had already been recognized, and a coldness surged in his heart, which meant that he had already been monitored.

"The mage of Qingfeng Village, that is, the master of your young master, he is a real master, and you are not good enough to see the day after tomorrow!"

Qin Shan's words fell on the old monk's heart, he didn't know how to be good, he couldn't help but look at a certain figure outside, "Whoa, whoa", a sweeping monk outside the door was sweeping the ground with a broom, describing the withered face as gloomy.

He walked with a limp, and coughed a few times from time to time.

Qin Shan, who was the head catcher in purple, looked at the sweeping monk at first sight.

Every time he swept down, a whirlwind appeared, and even the sweeping movements followed a certain move.

"Amitabha, Buddhism is a pure place, donor, your evil spirit is too heavy!"

The sweeping monk was sweeping the floor as he spoke, his eyes were not in the room the whole time, he just looked at the broom so lightly.

Qin Shan and Qin Ming felt a lot of pressure, especially Qin Ming, his forehead was numb, and his wheezing intensified.

The sweeping monk's understatement of "Amitabha" actually contains an invisible might.

"Whoa!"

The sweeping monk is still sweeping the ground, describing him as a terminally ill feeling, which makes people worry that he will fall down at any time.

"You are Qinghai Qinghai, the young master of Qingfeng Village?"

There was a bright light between Qin Shan's eyebrows, and the acquired martial power emanated, protecting Qin Ming behind him.

The sweeping monk just said a word that made Qin Ming's head numb and his heart beat faster, which showed that his martial realm cultivation was definitely above the acquired perfection.

A fierce rival!

"I've been sweeping the ground for decades, and even I don't remember what my name is, but I didn't expect to be found by you!"

"No matter how disguised the fox is, it can't escape the eyes of the hunter, and in the past five years, I have traveled all over the streets and alleys of Qingyang County, in order to find you out!" Qin Shan's eyes when he looked at Qin Ming were full of guilt, but there was a thick evil aura in his eyes when he looked at the sweeping monk, "Qinghai Hai, I said that even if I go all over the country, I will find you out, and I must give Ming'er a fair explanation!" ”

Parlance? What is the statement? Is there anything else about me here?

Qin Ming was shocked in his heart, and many thoughts came to his mind.

Why didn't he remember such a memory?

Could it be that just like Aunt Long's memory, she chose to forget?

He, a traverser, is really different, and even his memories are intermittent and not fully inherited.

"Qin Shan, you are very persistent!"

The sweeping monk's cloudy eyes were no longer cloudy, and his stiff body slowly stood up.

No longer the image that describes the withered sickness, he looked at Qin Shan with a sneer in his eyes.

"Now that I have advanced to the innate level, you are still in the acquired realm. Qin Shan, how do you ask me for an explanation? ”

Qin Ming, who was in a pulp in his mind, had ups and downs in his heart, setting off a lot of ripples.

Obviously, the sweeping monk and Qin Shan knew each other, and their words were full of meaning, and they also involved him.

It's just that no matter how much he thinks about it, he can't remember the relevant bits and pieces of memory, which makes him very distressed.

"Qin Shan, in fact, you, like me, are going farther and farther on the road of killing, so don't be so righteous and awe-inspiring, okay? You can even say that you have killed more people than I do, and if you are more bloody than me, you deserve hell more than me! ”

The sweeping monk's tone was very flat, his right hand wiped his face, and a human skin mask was wiped off.

Directly came a big change of life, and a person about the same age as Qin Shan appeared.

A pair of thick eyebrows exuded his wild flamboyance, with a crescent scar on his brow and dark skin glowing black.

"I'm different from you, I kill all the people who deserve to be killed!"

The sweeping monk's eyebrows jumped, and he shook his head slightly, his eyes showed sarcasm and sarcasm, "Qin Shan, don't put gold on your face, they don't know that I don't know, you are willing to be a head catcher in the public door, nothing more than to enter the Tao by killing." It's a pity that your qualifications are too ordinary, and you have been a head hunter for five years and still haven't found anything, I'm afraid you can only linger outside the gate forever! ”

"Entering the Tao by killing?"

Qin Ming's mind was buzzing, and he was completely stunned by their conversation.

His uncle, a purple-clothed catcher in Qingyang County, entered the public gate with a killing path, which is also too subversive.

The words of Aunt Long echoed in their minds again, the aura of their era was getting stronger and stronger, and there were already land immortals, and it was not impossible for them to soar through the martial realm, once the time and place were favorable, those land immortals would be able to soar in the daytime.

It seems that his uncle had the foresight to start preparing to enter the Tao with a killing for a long time.