Yu Nan was thrown aside, compared to the gentleness of the monk who saved Qin Mu, he treated Yu Nan much rougher, and the King Kong Demon Circle not only bounced the shaman away, but also made Yu Nan squeezed into the corner, but this thing was always smirking, and he was very happy to be rescued.

"Qin Mu, you really still think about me." Yu Nan's words were extremely numb, and Qin Mu got goosebumps when he heard it.

Rumba had already beaten Qin Mu and the monk like a pig's head, and he couldn't get up at all, none of the villagers outside dared to play, and the old shaman fell to the ground, trembling like a sieve, Qin Mu walked over slowly, and the thing was so frightened that he retreated again and again, until he hit the door frame.

"Take me to the locust tree." Qin Mu said lightly.

"You...... Have you changed your mind? The shaman seemed to be overjoyed, Qin Mu touched his nose, how could there be so many second-hand goods in the world, and in the case of obvious disadvantages, he could say such things with joy, could it be that he had just hit his head when he was bounced open by the Vajra Demon Circle?

In addition to breaking the evil spirit, the Vajra Demon Circle also has the role of protecting the master, so when the monk is harmed, it will cause the opponent to rebound, so that the monk can completely get rid of the shaman's control.

Qin Mu didn't say anything, only to see the shaman standing up tremblingly, Qin Mu suddenly felt a little unbearable, the other party is still an old man, he bullied an old man like this, and the child indirectly became like this because of him, does this mean that he doesn't respect the old and love the young?

The old shaman led Qin Mu to the locust tree with a red face, he took out a short dagger from his arms and handed it to Qin Mu, and said with far-reaching eyes: "Speaking of which, if the child has an accident, it is inseparable from you, if you are a person with a conscience, you should save the child like this, and we will bury you well." ”

What does it mean to be a person of conscience? Qin Mu was happy, how closed and uncivilized is this village? Qin Muruo really did that, so he called a fool, a psychic, dealing with the sequelae after being put on the body, this is something that every psychic is handy, even if he can't completely alleviate anything, he can also make the other party's situation better, because many psychics use their bodies to pass the yin and invite ghosts for a long time to distinguish between high and low cultivation.

Qin Mu took the dagger with both hands, with a pious look, the shaman nodded with satisfaction, shaking the feathers on his head, looking very pleasant, but unfortunately he couldn't speak next, because Qin Mu grabbed his dagger and pierced it on the body of the locust tree.

Huai Li's horse flowed bright red blood like a human, in the shaman's stunned eyes, Qin Mu opened his mouth and sang the witch song, and the one who beat the witch song gently was the dagger in his hand, and every time he beat it, Qin Mu's dagger was once again pierced in the same place of the locust tree.

Blood continued to flow from the wounds of the locust tree, and the locust tree trembled, and the crown of the tree shook with a rustling sound, and many leaves fell from the canopy.

What Qin Mu sang in his mouth was the recovery witch song, every time he pricked the wound left on the tree, it was instantly healed by the recovery witch song in his mouth, and the next wound appeared in the same place again, so repeatedly, the locust tree only felt that the place where Qin Mu was pierced seemed to be no longer his, that kind of pain was painful, and before Qin Mu finished singing, he forgave it.

"The master spares his life, the master spares his life!" There was a loud shaking sound from the canopy, the leaves fell with a clatter, and a human-like face appeared on the trunk of the locust tree, tears streaming down its cheeks, and frowning.

The shaman was shocked, and the villagers were at a loss, and they stood there speechless.

Don't talk about them, even the monk was stunned, this was another plant-based monster he saw in addition to Xiaosheng, and he couldn't transform into a human form, looking at the wrinkled face of the old locust tree, the monk was extremely disgusted, it was this old monster who said that he wanted to drink Qin Mu's blood, it was just wishful thinking.

Qin Mu was unmoved, he seemed to be a mechanical activity, the only difference was that after hearing the locust tree shouting like this, Qin Mu simply didn't bother to sing the witch song, he stabbed the trunk with a dagger, and even picked up the bark on the trunk, and tore off a large piece with his hands.

Man lives on a face, and a tree lives on a skin. The tree, leaning on the outside of a piece of skin to transport nutrients to him, but directly let Qin Mu tear off a large piece, trembling in pain, and his mouth kept shouting, as a monster that couldn't move at all, the locust tree was very aggrieved, he just saw that Qin Mu seemed to be very delicious, and when the shaman was summoning spirits, he went up and lied to him that he could cure the child, and he was greedy, but he didn't expect to provoke such a bad star.

"Spare your life! Immortals spare their lives! It wasn't until the title of the locust tree was upgraded from "Master" to "Immortal" that Qin Mu withdrew his hand with a dark face, and said with a smile: "Do you want to be bloody?" ”

Seeing that the other party showed a demonic smile, the locust tree trembled, and said in a loud voice: "Don't, don't!" ”

"It's a shame." Qin Mu's face actually showed a look of pity: "It's rare to be generous." ”

The old locust tree looked at Qin Mu in astonishment, only hating that he couldn't move, otherwise he slapped his two ears fiercely, but the monsters of the plant department are very simple, this sentence is indeed true, if it is a weasel under the tree hole, he will not believe Qin Mu's words at all, no, when Qin Mu tortured the old locust tree, he was stunned and didn't even fart.

Obviously, Qin Mu had already sensed it inside, and he couldn't come out in a daze, letting the old locust tree be shocked like a sieve, Qin Mu smiled, glanced at the tree hole casually, and said, "Oh, there is a fat weasel here, I don't know if it's good or not." ”

Yu Nan and the monk stood at the door, it was incredible to see Qin Mu gain the upper hand so quickly, but when he heard Qin Mu say this, it was nothing for the monk not to kill, and Yu Nan's eyes lit up: "Where, where?" ”

There was a slight tremor in the air, and a sharp and sharp voice sounded from the air: "Human, I respect you as a monk, but don't be too aggressive!" ”

"Yo," Qin Mule said, "Is it because I have to make inches, or is it some self-indulgence, wishful thinking?" ”

"I don't know what you say, but the well water does not interfere with the river water, if you really want to be bad for me, I am not a soft persimmon, let you pinch the round and flat!" When the shrill voice said this, he suddenly raised his voice, and he seemed a little fierce, and the last sentence was even hoarse.

"It's a monster with a backbone, but if you hadn't instigated the locust tree, would he have thought of blood?" Qin Mu said lightly, the air was filled with the smell of war, and for a long time, the shrill voice didn't speak again.