New ripples bloomed in the air, and a short, sharp light mixed with a sharp sound of breaking the air greeted the brilliant sword. With a thud, the sharp light froze in the air along with the sword, and it was only then that the silver dust had time to peek out of the cupboard.

Silver Dust finally knew how ridiculous his idea of stealing food was, and in the brightly lit back kitchen, nine chefs with big shoulders and round waists were busy sweating, rushing to make meat sandwiches that would be taken out for sale early tomorrow morning. And these cooks, including the head chef who picked up a boning knife and slashed the offender's head, were all masters of the six layers of Qingfeng Jue.

This kind of battle is not at all something that those hungry little beggars who really can't sneak in and steal food can handle, because if a guy with a five-fold breeze can at least mix with a nursing home or something, and have a formal job, how can he be a beggar?

At this moment, what unfolded in front of Yinchen was such a poignant scene. A dirty, barely clothed, skinny child with only a big head, holding a rusty cast-iron dagger in his hand, and opposite her was a nine-foot-tall chef, with a large waist at least five widths her wide, with a fierce and contemptuous face, and in his hand a boning knife with a hint of blood. The rusty dagger trembled and the bottom frame was pierced by the cold light and Huo Huo's boning knife, and the child's whole body trembled, as if it would fall down at any time, and her mouth and nose even slowly oozing red blood.

Yinchen only raised his eyes and glanced at it, knowing that this kid only had the strength of the fourth layer of Qingfeng Jue, and he was not the chef's opponent at all, but he was afraid that just a moment of contact would have caused her to suffer a lot of shock.

"Where did you come from!" The knife-wielding chef saw that his random blow was actually blocked by a dirty little bit, and when he roared, he tightened his waist and shoulders, and his right hand holding the knife pulled out a small semicircle, and with a low "woo" like a horn, a silver-white half-moon-shaped wind shot out from the blade.

Half Moon Breaking the Wind!

This is by no means a move that can be comprehended from the ordinary "Qingfeng Jue", this is the real "Qingfeng Killing Technique"! Not to mention the ordinary fourfold and fivefold, even the ordinary Qingfeng Jue sixfold master would not dare to say that he would take this move easily.

Seeing the dazzling blue-white half-moon-shaped wind, Yinchen's heart darkened slightly, a weak life is estimated to be gone, maybe every day here, such an innocent and "humble" life will disappear. Silver Dust's body tensed, and a little red spark appeared between his hands, he wasn't sure if the chefs saw him, and if they did, then there would be a fight.

The half-moon-shaped wind came in an instant, and the air was filled with sharp edges that were torn, and the sword light was enough to cut through a foot-thick granite, which was not at all something that the thin and weak body of a little beggar could resist. The emaciated little beggar faced a killing move that was far beyond imagination, and there was no expression of panic and despair on her skeleton-like face, and at the moment before the wind and her body, she quickly crouched down and avoided the fatal blow with ease.

Immediately after that, her body began to be filled with mysterious air lines, and her thin and even somewhat rickety body became blurry and illusory, and in the chef's angry roar, her small body dodged and moved as lightly as an elf, and she easily avoided the dozen or so knives that the big man slashed out.

Silver Dust, who was hiding in the cupboard, was stunned, he didn't expect things to turn out like this. A child who was only a fourfold cultivator of the Qingfeng Jue and was severely malnourished could actually hold on for more than ten seconds in front of an adult master of the Qingfeng Jue Sixfold without being defeated.

Silver Dust's surprise was not only there, he was keenly aware that the little beggar was dodging, and without a trace, he slowly approached the huge stove on the right side of the kitchen, on which was placed an equally huge basket woven of yellow bamboo, which was full of baskets of meat and steamed buns—which was to be sold to one hundred and fifty people for breakfast tomorrow morning.

When she was still three feet away from the large, fragrant basket, she threw the rusty little dagger she was holding in her hand at the chef. The strength of her whole body was poured into the small dagger, and Silver Dust could clearly see that the qi patterns around her body had suddenly decreased a lot. As the little beggar threw out his dagger, he threw himself at the basket full of meat buns without saying a word.

The dagger stabbed straight into the chef's face door with a breaking sound, and the chef could only quickly put away the knife, lifted the boning knife and flicked it lightly, and in such a moment's delay, the little beggar's dirty hands already had two more fragrant meat buns.

"Zhu'er, wait for my sister! Sister will go back to give you something delicious right away!" suddenly burst out of the little beggar's body, which was similar to Gangfeng, but much weaker, and pushed her towards the kitchen door. Her beautiful voice came from the chaotic airflow, and Yinchen only realized that the little beggar was actually a girl.

The beggar girl rushed to the door with two pieces of meat sandwich, but several fierce winds blew outside the big bronze door. The guards in the courtyard finally noticed that someone had broken in. Annoyed and angry, they waved the iron swords in their hands and urged Gangfeng to kill them.

Compared with the chef's heavy and very large swordsmanship, the swordsmanship of the two guards is very dense, like a drizzle of murder, and the little girl can't avoid such a dense swordsmanship.

The little beggar girl made a turn in the air, and let out a terrible scream that sounded earth-shattering to Yinchen. "Zhu'er! Continue!" she threw the two pieces of meat buns out of the courtyard wall, and there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the courtyard wall at the same time, and after the little beggar had done all this, he did not hesitate to meet the dense sword light......

She knew that she couldn't escape with her own skills, and it was better to die like this than to struggle in vain and add to the pain before death. She closed her eyes with long eyelashes, and bravely faced the wind, which was a hundred times sharper than the blade. "Don't be, Zhu'er, sister is sorry for you, sister can't get you a beautiful flower dress in this life......" It was with this thought that she plunged headlong into the dense and fierce Gangfeng, allowing those Gangfeng to cut off her hands and feet, allowing her arms and legs to leave her body and fly in the air, allowing the few remaining flesh and skin on her body to separate layer by layer until the white bloodshot bones were revealed, allowing herself to be disemboweled, and her intestines and heart and liver flew out of her body one after another, becoming a snack for a wild dog tomorrow morning, and letting those sharp winds swirl and cut her particularly large head into filthy pieces. The little beggar would not have imagined that just behind her, there was a silver-haired young man, watching her death-like end with a shocking body and mind.

Silver Dust shrank in the cupboard, revealing only half of her head to watch the tragic death of the beggar girl. He couldn't feel his body temperature at the moment, he couldn't feel his heartbeat, and he couldn't even feel his presence. He never thought that the world in front of him would be like this...... Indescribable.

Gabriel is a cruel world, where it is not uncommon for young magicians to die in dangerous ancient ruins or chaotic and bloody starry battlefields, but even in a world of great strength, people are still full of pity and care for children. The magicians all know that children are the future of civilization and the future of the world, so in the world where Silver Dust once lived, there was a very complete child protection system, and the abuse and murder of children was extremely rare, and any one of them could become a shocking shame and scandal that disgraced the people of Gabriel, so for Silver Dust, what the two guards did was simply trampling the moral and ethical concepts he had built up with great difficulty under their feet and ravaging them into a pile of garbage.

He felt his pity tingle from the bottom, he felt as if he had been pressed a switch, and for a moment he even wanted to go mad and kill everyone he could see. She never imagined that these "obedient people" of the Northern Empire could brutally kill a small child, a beggar child who was no threat to them, under such a bright moonlight. Gabrieule also had beggars, beggar children, and little girls who rushed to the restaurant to grab food, but in the face of such children, being able to push them away with a cold face and indifferently without giving a penny was already the limit of what those noble magicians could do.

Silver Dust, who was thinking wildly, did not notice that the white and brown flames that symbolized judgment and extinction were burning in his left and right hands. He was also defenseless against a slender white hand that reached the back of his head, until he was flicked a gooseberry.