Nie Hui remembered that the classics mentioned the "living green son", which was usually an extremely cumbersome technique to refine the living creature into a murderous weapon that could be expelled, and the stronger the attack power of the living creature itself, the more ferocious it would be after refining, so there was a hierarchy.

Like this now, if Nie Huo guessed correctly, it should be a low-level thing, after all, the high-level living Qingzi will not expose his whereabouts at all, and he will be manipulated by people to act, the goal is very clear, and it is impossible to give people time to escape into the inn.

But then again, regardless of the level, the key is that he Nie Huo is an inexperienced spicy chicken in dealing with live Qingzi, he is lazy all day in Wuxintai, and his mind is spent on what to eat for supper today, and what he is best at is nothing more than catching a rabbit and a bird.

Bird hunting?

Nie Huo was suddenly stunned, and then flashed the picture of the strong man being attacked just now, thinking to himself, wasn't this thing just a bird when he was alive!

His eyes were staring at the cold black shadow in front of him, and the fierce wind with resentment was rushing around, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry to attack Nie Hui, but was more like teasing and playing.

However, Nie Huo couldn't wait for it to have enough of playing and snorted himself out of a blood hole, so Nie Huo simply bent down and picked up a few small pebbles, and brainwashed himself while paying attention to the other party's movements, saying that no matter how evil this thing is, it is also a bird, and it may be eaten if it is roasted.

Thinking about it like this, Nie Huo finally relaxed a little, and then maybe it was a psychological effect, and he felt that the movement of that thing slowed down.

At the moment when the black shadow hovered in mid-air, Nie Hui's already prepared left index finger quickly popped out the stones one after another. Although his right hand is half-useless, fortunately, his left hand is still flexible and powerful, especially when imagining the other party as a plate of roast birds.

There was a "pop", and a few fluffs fell, and a gray thing fell to the ground.

Nie Huo glared, looking at the little sparrow fluttering on the ground, he didn't expect that he could really beat it down, and he actually admired himself a little for a while.

Nie Huo picked up a shovel on the ground and was about to step forward to make up two more shovels.

As a result, as soon as Nie Huo leaned over and raised his hand, he saw that the little sparrow suddenly recovered his state, and before taking off, he seemed to have glanced at himself, and there was a bit of disbelief in his eyes, which translated: How can you, a negative man, beat me!

Nie Huo was very unconvinced by this glance, saying what kind of ghost are you? Why did you kill a person with one mouthful, and I beat you twice, and you were still wronged?

Quan was dazzled, Nie Huo clenched the shovel in his hand, and then saw the little sparrow turn into a black shadow again, this time rushing straight towards the beggar on the ground.

Maybe it was still somewhat injured when it was knocked down, the little sparrow's movements were slightly sluggish, and Nie Huo threw a shovel over, although it didn't hit it, but it also made it temporarily turn around.

However, Nie Huo forgot to control the strength of the shovel, and when the shovel fell, it slapped on the beggar's head, waking the beggar with a bang.

I saw that the beggar seemed to sit up a little dazedly, but he was unconscious, and he didn't care about the scars on his body, so he turned his head leisurely and looked at Nie Hui.

Nie Huo inadvertently looked at the beggar at this time, the other party's face was covered with blood and mud, and he couldn't see what he looked like, but only this sound right eye, although it didn't have any look, it was black and clear, like a pool of clear stagnant water.

Inexplicably, Nie Hui's heart tightened, and his eyes were sour, as if he was about to cry.

Then for a moment, a black shadow flashed in front of him again, and before Nie Huo could think about it, his movements had already reacted one step ahead of his brain, and two big jumps pounced, flying and clasping the little sparrow that was only a stone's throw away from the beggar.

Although the little sparrow looks no different from ordinary sparrows, but when he struggles hard under Nie Hui's body, his strength is strangely great, Nie Huo only feels that his hand is cold and hard, and the eerie chill makes his scalp tingle, and he subconsciously uses his hands to be ruthless, only to hear a subtle cracking sound, and then there is a terrible wail in the air that almost pierces the eardrum, the resentment dissipates, and the fishy black blood slowly overflows from Nie Hui's fingers.

“……”

Nie Huo sweated profusely and maintained the posture of eating, and he couldn't believe that he had pinched a live green child with his bare hands like this.

Said that he was just a spicy chicken?

This stuff is too crispy, isn't it?

The point is, it's so disgusting!!

Nie Huo closed his eyes in despair, he needed to be quiet.

Then, he worked about half a column of incense, only to feel that the taste was more pungent, and it was faintly mixed with a smell of rotten vegetable leaves.

Nie Huo opened his eyes suspiciously, and when he looked up, he saw that the beggar was almost on his face, and the tips of their noses touched the tips of their noses, and the beggar looked up at him and grinned stupidly.

This is Nie Hui's first encounter with Qin Bandit Feng after going down the mountain, the sky is clear, the blue sky is white and the clouds are white, a breeze is coming, the broken hair in front of Qin Bandit Feng's forehead strokes Nie Hui's face, Nie Huo's nose flutters, and he vomits frantically.

Nie Huo vomited and wondered, why did he desperately save a rancid beggar!?