When the story was told about this, I was bored and interrupted Huang Jinbao to continue: "You are bragging with me, right? Who can put the eyeballs of other people's souls on their own eyes, what kind of international fun are you having with me?! ”

"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist, don't laugh at others with your ignorance." Brother Xu glared at me, turned his head and said to Huang Jinbao in an incredulous tone: "If I guess correctly, this trick he used should be a long-lost soul replenishing technique, then this golden blind man, the Tao is really not low!"

"That's right, it's indeed a soul mending technique, he uses the eyes of my sister's soul to make up for the lack of his soul eyes, using the grievances of hundreds of people as a needle and the faith of a thousand people as a thread, this kind of means, ordinary people can't do it." Huang Jinbao did not look down on the golden blind man because of hatred, but bravely admitted the strength of the golden blind man.

I remembered Hu Yinbao, who was very miserable in the story, and asked impatiently: "Then what next, did you go to save your sister?" Anyway, you are also a wild immortal who has been cultivated for hundreds of years, and you can beat others! If you don't have to, you can save your sister. ”

"Can I beat him, can I still be the way I am now? Can I save my sister, and can I seek revenge on him now? Huang Jinbao crackled and smacked Jin Shiyan's mouth to vent his hatred, and finished telling the rest of the story.

The weasel, who was seriously cultivating in the cave, suddenly felt uneasy, as if something bad had happened, probably because he had lived with his sister for many years, and he had a mental sense and heard that cry of help.

Scream, it's not good.

The weasel ran down the hill in a hurry, ran to the door of the ancestral hall, he stopped at the door of the ancestral hall and did not dare to act rashly, he heard the roar of a man in the ancestral hall, and the man kept roaring: "Why did I cure one eye, why am I still blind in the other eye?" Why, you say? It took me so much effort, so long, why? ”

followed by the sound of Hu Yinbao crying helplessly, which made the weasel more sure that his sister had an accident, and despite the thirty-seven twenty-one, a fierce man slammed open the broken wooden door of the ancestral hall and rushed into the ancestral hall house.

He saw a man with his sister's body in his hand, whipping him with a stick of willow, while his sister's eyes were blank, wailing in pain, and her mouth was begging for mercy, but the words reached the man's ears to no avail.

This man is very strange, his right eye is half-squinted and oozing blood from the socket, the blood is dark red, dripping to the ground, he was originally a handsome face, but at the moment he is extremely hideous, and his eyebrows are full of resentment against this world, as if God owes him thirty, five hundred or eighty thousand.

"What are you doing? Put down my sister! Although the weasel is relatively mature, it is no different from a fledgling teenager, who does not choose to sneak attack and scolds men head-on.

The man is the golden blind man, the golden blind man heard the movement, stopped the movement in his hand, looked down with his left eye, and saw a weasel with a mouthful of words, and shouted with joy: "God really treats me well, here is another one, there is hope in my right eye!"

"What the hell did you do to my sister?" The weasel was a little panicked in his heart, and the people in front of him did not have a trace of fear or surprise at all when they saw him, and their eyes were full of greed, and they wanted to eat him on the spot.

The golden blind man threw Hu Yinbao in his hand at the weasel coldly and mercilessly: "This is your sister?" Your sister is so useless that she can only restore me in one eye, I don't know if you can recover my second eye. ”

"Silvertreasure! Silvertreasure! The weasel held Hu Yinbao in his arms, ignored the blind man, called Hu Yinbao's name softly, looked through the demon eyes he had cultivated, and found an even more cruel scene, Hu Yinbao's soul had no eyes, weak like a flame in the wind, and it was going to be blown out anytime and anywhere.

Hu Yinbao heard the familiar voice, and responded to the reliance in his heart with a strong spirit: "Jinbao...... Brother? Brother Jinbao! Run! You can't beat him! ”

"Don't worry, I'll avenge you." The weasel who was angry in his heart could not listen to Hu Yinbao's advice, put Hu Yinbao behind him, the human figure stood up, looked at the arrogant face of the golden blind man, and the desire to kill intensified in his heart, urging the usually suppressed demon nature to dominate the body again, and the immortal qi that was overflowing outside the body turned into a dark yellow demonic qi, and his left hand clenched his fist in the air and smashed at the golden blind man: "I want to kill you!"

The weasel has been cultivating for so many years, and he was taken care of by ** immortals in the early days, and he has never done anything with other similar people, and only he and Hu Yinbao are left in the mountains in the later stage, and there is no one who wants to practice.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the weasel's only housekeeping skill is to run fast, because he practiced it when he stole something for Hu Yinbao to eat.

Therefore, combat experience plus combat foundation is equal to zero, and there is no way to do it but no skills.

This punch didn't wait to hit the head of the golden blind man, the golden blind man bowed slightly, shook the willow strip in his hand, I don't know what method was used, the willow strip was thrown straight like a sharp sword, and the willow strip was randomly picked up and hit on the weasel's belly.

The weasel vomited out a mouthful of sour water unyieldingly, climbed into the ancestral hall again, and said knowing that he was invincible: "You are not from Guannei!" Are you from Kannai? ”

"I'm the one in Kannai, what's in charge of you?" The golden blind man has no consciousness that the villain died from talking too much, after all, how big the disparity in strength is, even if the ** immortal comes, he may not be able to beat him, so he asked slowly and reasonably.

The weasel glanced at his sister: "Killing the wild immortals in the pass, aren't you afraid of being jointly pursued by Tiesha Mountain and Xuanhuang Cave?"

"Hehehe......" After the golden blind man sneered for a while, he said to the weasel disdainfully: "Are you trying to put someone to pressure me?" Not to mention how chaotic there is in the customs now, just by virtue of the status of the two of you, can you be registered in these two places? Even if the two families join forces to hunt me down, what can they do? Since I did this, do you think I'll be afraid? ”

"You ......" the weasel was speechless, and all the Tao lines were stimulated, and every corner of the ancestral hall covered by demonic energy was scattered, and the bright red eyes were always on the golden blind man, and a one-foot-long steel knife was conjured out of his claws, which was shaped like a clear knife, which was the weasel's own natal weapon.

"The evil door is small! Dare to be presumptuous in front of me?! In the face of the threat of demonic energy, the golden blind man had no fear, burst into a loud shout, and his body was shocked by Haoran righteousness, and the demonic qi was easily dispersed, leaving no armor behind.

The demonic aura receded, and the golden blind man felt that he didn't want to waste any more words, and it was important to recover his eyesight, so he took a big step forward, and the willow strip was one step faster than the weasel's steel knife.

The weasel panicked and raised the knife above his head to defend against the attack of the willow strip, how could he have thought that the willow strip was far harder than the steel knife, and a willow strip cut the steel knife into two sections, and the one with the handle was held by the weasel in his hand, and the other fell to the ground.

The strength is directly crushed, and there is no suspense.

"Poof!" Because the natal magic weapon was shattered, the weasel spit out a mouthful of blood, threw the other half of the magic weapon in his hand on the ground, and exerted his potential to the limit, picked up Hu Yinbao lying on the ground, and ran away without saying a word.

"Evil animal, where to run!"

The golden blind man is like the last human elite in the world to guard the righteous path, and he goes out to hunt down the weasel without any guilt in his heart.

Fortunately, all the weasel's talent skill points are added to escape, even if it is two paws to escape, it is far faster than the golden blind man.

After a while, it was gone.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Some villagers who heard the movement ran out of their houses with their clothes on, and many of them were armed with shovels and hoes and other farm weapons.

The golden blind man reluctantly stopped and deliberately shouted, and said to the villagers who were attracted by him behind him: "It's okay, there was a mountain monster just now, because I did a good deed and wanted to take my life, and I beat him away, don't worry, big guy."

"Huh? Mr. Kim, can you see with your eyes? One of the villagers saw that the blind golden man was bleeding from his eyes and his other eye was staring at the crowd.

The golden blind man said calmly: "My eyes can already see because of the herbs I boiled myself, thank you for taking care of you all these years, otherwise my golden blind man would not know that he would have died in that ravine."

"It's good to be able to see, it's good to be able to see." The villagers muttered with gratitude to Dade, completely forgetting the strange dream they had just had.

The golden blind man quietly threw the willow strips aside, wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes, and bowed to the villagers: "Fellow villagers, I may have to leave the village tomorrow, so I will set up a farewell banquet in the ancestral hall tomorrow, and if you want to come, come here."

"Why is Mr. Kim leaving all of a sudden?"

"Mr. Jin, you're gone, we have a big illness and a small disaster, what can we do?"

"Mr. Kim, are we doing a bad job there? You say, let's change! ”

"Mr. Jin, you haven't recognized my son as your godson, why are you leaving?"

……

"Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen! Calm down, listen to me first. The golden blind man magnified his volume, pressed his hand down to signal the villagers not to speak first, and the villagers also listened to him, and all stopped talking, and after quieting, the golden blind man said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner: "There is no feast in the world, I have been in the village for three years, to be honest, I don't want to leave, but my eyes have been healed by myself, and I have my own things to do."

"I have to go back to my hometown outside the gates, take care of my elderly master, take care of my demented brother who doesn't understand the world, you leave me, it won't be good, they may really die without me, so I implore you, after I leave, you must live a good life, if there is really something, go to the ancestral hall and call my name, if I cast a spell in the distance and hear it, I will come back to help you solve everything."

In the face of the golden blind man's words, the villagers were silent, and the golden blind man continued on the matter: "Everyone go back to sleep, I will go to the village chief tomorrow to exchange food stamps, I have also earned some money in the past two years, enough for everyone to eat a good meal, for everyone to celebrate the New Year in advance, if you can come tomorrow, you must come, let the golden blind man I repay everyone's kindness."

"Okay, we'll go tomorrow!"

"When our village gets rich, we must make a statue of Mr. Jin and be offered to the mountain god!"

"Yes, yes, Lao Li is right, Mr. Jin's kindness to our village in the past three years has gone, we must remember it in our hearts."

"Mr. Jin, you don't have to break the bank, we'll bring our own vegetables tomorrow."

……

The golden blind man has no fluctuations in his heart, although he is using the villagers, but he has indeed done a lot of good deeds, in this village that is equivalent to being isolated from the world, he is the support of the people's hearts.

As for the two mountain and wild scattered immortals, who cares if they die or not?