I can't see that this old guy is still a practitioner!

But what is that? There are a lot of old guys in our family, and they are all god-level characters when they come here, and they all revolve around us! Want to stop me? It's up to you? No way!

Don't forget, Cheng Xiaotian is also a cultivator, and he is famous! If you can't make a big move, there will be a lot of small tricks.

In the next second, old Dawson felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Cheng Xiaotian was gone.

Ten meters away, Cheng Xiaotian turned his head proudly and waved at old Dawson, who was holding a piece of black bread in his hand, which was bitten out by him. This style is called - Shape Shifting, which is Cheng Xiaotian's most proud exercise, in order to avoid the claws of his senior sister, he has spent a lot of effort on this style, and it goes without saying that he is proficient.

Old Dawson was dumbfounded, looking at Cheng Xiaotian in disbelief, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, is this still the original young master Xiaotian who lacked innate ability......

"Young Master Xiaotian, you can't go!" Suddenly there was a sharp shout in front of him, Cheng Xiaotian was frightened, turned his head, and sure enough, it was Isara's way in the way.

"This is the territory left to you by the old viscount, and it is your people who live! You can't bear to watch them suffer under the iron hooves of the orcs?! Ishara wept and pointed around.

Cheng Xiaotian looked blankly, only to see that he was out of the door, in a dilapidated village. Except for the stone house where he was in good condition, the others were temporary buildings made of broken wood, which could not be sheltered from the wind and rain, the village road was full of dirty mud, and a few bald chickens were wandering in despair.

Such a dilapidated scene is really a bit shocking.

"Good day, Lord Xiaotian." Someone next to him was talking, and Cheng Xiaotian turned his head to look at it in a daze.

I saw a middle-aged aunt walking by with a bundle of firewood and grass, and an old thin cow in her hand, although her tone was quite respectful, her eyes were dim and unfocused, revealing a haggardness.

"Oh...... Auntie is so ......" Cheng Xiaotian replied subconsciously.

Mu Er......

Lao Niu seemed to be taken aback, stopped and looked at Cheng Xiaotian curiously, followed by the aunt who was a little slow to react.

In general, Cheng Xiaotian is a very polite child, otherwise, why would he be so favored by the three old guys in Shushan? It's just that this aunt's reaction was a little unexpected by Cheng Xiaotian.

"What did you say, sir?" The aunt squinted and bent over to take a closer look, as if Cheng Xiaotian was a monster.

As the aunt approached little by little, Cheng Xiaotian only felt that the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and finally collapsed. I saw him scream strangely, jumped up three feet high like a "sky monkey", and landed heavily on a small wooden roof.

"I'm not an adult, and I don't know you!" Cheng Xiaotian stood on the roof and roared, which immediately attracted a group of onlookers.

Seeing a large group of ragged farmers pointing at his feet, Cheng Xiaotian was about to go crazy, this thing was not fun at all. You said that it was not easy to come to the World of Warcraft, of course you have to play some tall ones, such as drinking tea with Brother Dan, teaching Xiao Ah to play Tai Chi or something, nesting in this poor country, isn't it a waste of time!

"Humph!"

The roar stopped, and Cheng Xiaotian snorted heavily, in order to express the disdain in his heart.

"I'm not going to play with you, I'll go to my senior sister!"

As soon as Cheng Xiaotian's words fell, his figure flashed, and the roof was empty, and the farmers were in an uproar.

"Deserter!"

"You coward!"

"I've long seen that this guy is a prodigal, and he doesn't deserve to be our lord at all!"

The farmers waved the farm tools in their hands, roared angrily, cursed loudly in the direction of Cheng Xiaotian's run, and said everything. Cheng Xiaotian was deaf and clear-sighted, and he heard these words in his ears, but he didn't care.

Brother is going to find the person who worships the egg, no matter what you say, goodbye!

With ruthlessness in his heart, Cheng Xiaotian crossed a small mountain and disappeared from everyone's sight. At this moment, the crowd that was still boiling just now was immediately silent.

Obviously, Cheng Xiaotian was an irresponsible viscount in the past, a bastard lord, and the people under his rule were very disgusted with him. But he just ran away, and the people who were already living in suffering suddenly lost their backbones, and their hearts suddenly became confused.

After all, man is a social creature, and he needs a leader to call the shots, whether he is a bastard or a saint, even if he sees his orders as bullshit, it is an indispensable bullshit. People will curse behind their backs, but they will still do it, unless you want to replace it.

"Lady Isara, what should I do?" The questioner was a young brown-haired man with a pitchfork in his hand, who was what Isara's had just called Jack.

Looking at the frightened eyes of the villagers, Ishara pursed her lips tightly and looked in the direction of Cheng Xiaotian's disappearance with a disappointed face. She didn't understand how the little young master she watched growing up be such an irresponsible bastard who would abandon his glory and ancestral property!

Wait, Ancestral Property!

Isara's eyes rolled sharply, as if she had thought of something, and her eyes gradually became bright, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked.

"Don't panic, the adults will be back on their own soon!" Ishara said with a smile.

"Cut, Lord Isara, don't coax us, let's face it, we're all abandoned!" An old farmer didn't believe it at all.

At this time, Isara, who had completely recovered the spirit of the elf, saw her smile slyly at everyone, turned behind her and yelled: "Old Dawson! ”

"It's coming, it's coming!" Old Dawson led the red horse and crowded over with onlookers.

Isara raised her hand and pointed to the small mountain bag, and said loudly: "The young master is coming back soon, why don't you go and greet it quickly!" ”

"Huh?" Old Dawson looked dazed.

"Cheap bones, don't go yet!" Ishara lifted her foot in her deerskin boots and slapped the elder Dawson's fart #.

Old Dawson let out a "whoop", pulled the reins and jumped out of the smoke.

Everyone burst into laughter, but the laughter was a little dry, after all, they still had some uncertainty about their promise to Isara. The virtue of this Viscount Xiaotian is too clear to everyone......

"Martha!" Isara, with a determined face, shouted behind the old Dawson's stone house.

This time, the people who were worried finally woke up.

Knock knock!

It was as if a tyrannosaurus was approaching step by step, the earth was trembling, and the small dilapidated houses in the village were like chaff.

Roar!

With a furious roar, the villagers could no longer hold back, shouting and screaming for birds and beasts to disperse, and the crowd that was still crowded together just now was left with Isara.

At the same moment, Cheng Xiaotian, who was running wildly, paused, frowned and turned his head. As the only disciple of Shushan, although his cultivation is not good, his knowledge is absolutely first-class, just based on this beast roar, he concluded that this is a demon beast that has produced a demon pill!

Good guy, I didn't expect that as soon as I left on my front foot, there was a ruthless character in the village, that thing, the senior sister was almost the same, but she couldn't deal with it now, she had to run fast!

Cheng Xiaotian secretly rejoiced, and sped up his pace to escape.