The big man on the black horse was extremely rugged, with dark skin, a beard, eyes glaring at the copper bell, and a fierce look.

This kick came out, pressing like a hill, and before the foot could be kicked, a powerful force was the first to permeate, and the driver in the car was already scared silly.

Yechen frowned, looking at the black-clothed mountain with an unkind expression, and a faint light appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Sixth brother!" In front of him, the middle-aged goatee man led by him shouted sharply, "Hugh has to cause trouble." ”

The black-faced man's sect stopped ten centimeters away from the carriage, and then glared at the coachman viciously, and scolded: "Count yourself lucky, there is a big brother watching, grandpa doesn't want to cause trouble today, if he meets again in the future, he will have to take your dog's life." ”

Although the coachman was in a catastrophe from heaven, he didn't dare to say much, and hurriedly bowed: "Thank you for not killing, thank you." ”

"Phew! The black-faced man spat on the coachman's face, and then left laughing with his horse's belly between his legs, as if one more look at the coachman would stain his eyes.

A team of six horses traveled farther and farther.

The coachman comforted the wounded horse, sighed, and then said to Yechen, "Honorable guest, you have been frightened. ”

"I'm fine!" Yechen said, "Coachman, you have a grudge against those people before?"

The coachman shook his head and said: "I'm a small citizen who drives a car, where do I dare to have a grudge against them, and this is the first time I've seen them, this kind of character, sometimes I will see some, as long as I am careful, it's fine." ”

Yechen said: "What if you are careful." ”

The coachman shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Last month, there was a coachman who was out to catch a car, and because he couldn't dodge, he was whipped to death. ”

"Oh, who whipped me to death. Yechen said.

"Guest officer, you can't say it anymore, if you keep talking, the villain will die. This time, the coachman shut up and didn't dare to say a word.

Yechen was bored, so he stopped asking, dropped the curtain on the carriage, and sat in the carriage to refine the Origin Fruit.

Not long after, the carriage left the northern city gate, and the coachman said to Yechen: "Objective, the villain's carriage can only go here, and you need to go the next way." ”

"And this rule?" Yechen originally thought that the carriage would drive all the way to the bottom of the mountain.

The coachman smiled: "Don't worry, the guest officer, it's still too late to walk over now." And in order to test sincerity, if it is a carriage passing, it will be excluded. ”

"Oh, I see, Xiao Cui, give him a purple gold coin!" Yechen said.

"Thank you for being objective, thank you for being objective. The coachman thanked him again and again, a purple gold coin, equivalent to his three months' income, and Yechen's arrogance made him overjoyed.

The coachman turned the horse's head and drove the zombie horse away.

Yechen looked at his distant back and said softly: "The sorrow of the little people." ”

Doing nothing all his life, running around for three meals a day, if he is not careful, he will be dead in the wilderness, this is the fate of ordinary low-level people in the Tianheng Continent, not that they are indisputable, but helpless.

"This Tianheng Continent is really even more unbearable than the Martial God Continent. Yechen was slightly angry in his heart, this Tianheng Continent, pure law of the jungle, completely ignoring the friendship of the Terran compatriots, every move is to kill.

"Perhaps, they believe in the god of the underworld, and in their hearts, there are only two kinds of beings, believers in the god of the underworld and non-believers in the god of the underworld. Yechen sneered, "This is the world ruled by the followers of the god of the underworld, how sad it is for ordinary people. ”

"Even Qishan, the people of this world, do they all believe in the god of the underworld, and do believers kill each other as well?" Yechen asked.

"General Qiyu!" Lian Qishan replied, "For believers, killing people is just sending him to see the god of the underworld, if he is not a devout believer, he will naturally not be able to see the god of the underworld, then he should be killed." ”

"Hehe!" Yechen sneered, "It's really a strange reason, don't they know that once ordinary people die, their souls will be scattered?"

"To know is to know. Lian Qishan said cautiously, "But this sentence was originally said by Lord Kaka, and many people naturally take it as the truth, and once people start to kill, they will become addicted." Once you get some kind of pleasure from oppressing your fellow citizens, it's hard to stop. Your Excellency, you know, Lord Kaka is not a Terran, but a skeleton. is bloodthirsty by nature, and naturally does not care about the lives of ordinary people. ”

"You're right, human nature is. Yechen nodded and said, "But human nature is two-sided, some people do too many good deeds, they will also enjoy it, and they will also be addicted, it depends on how the upper echelons guide." ”

After a pause, Yechen closed his eyes to the sky and said softly: "The ruler of this world, he really deserves to be killed, Kaka, he should be punished." My race, why should these dead creatures rule, they are clearly enslaving our race. ”

"My lord, please, be careful!" Yechen's voice exploded in Lian Qishan's ears like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, scaring him a lot.

Looking at Yechen's posture, he wanted to be the enemy of the whole world, Lian Qishan felt that Yechen's idea was very dangerous and crazy.

Yechen smiled, not careless, Lian Qishan was a person from this world after all, how could he understand his thoughts.

"Let's go!" said Yechen.

Leaving the city gate, the road to the Chixia Sword Sect turned out to be a grassy field, which was covered with fine grass, as if it had been specially trimmed, and it was very soft to step on.

The master in the phantom has already infiltrated the Chixia Sect, and news can be sent at any time, so Yechen is not in a hurry, although the mountain gate of the Chixia Sect seems far away, as long as he is willing, he can reach it in an instant.

Behind Yechen, the sound of horses' hooves was heard, and it was two young men, a man and a woman.

Yechen ignored it, just thinking that it was a young man who came to participate in the assessment of the Chixia Sword Sect.

Originally, the sound of horses' hooves was very dense, but when they reached Yechen's side, they suddenly slowed down.

The woman's cold voice came: "You kid, don't look at what time it is, the assessment of the sect will start soon, you are still procrastinating here, you might as well go back and forth from where." ”

Yechen looked up and saw clearly the two people on the horseback, the two of them were riding black horses, and the horse's fur was black and shiny, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

The woman was wearing a red shirt, black boots, and a red cloak on her back, looking at Yechen condescendingly, frowning with displeasure on her face, her appearance was superior, and she was faintly beautiful compared to Lin Yan'er.

The other man, dressed in white, with white clothes and trousers, and even his boots, sat on his horse with a vague smile, and Yechen noticed that there was a trace of contempt hidden in his gaze as he looked at him.

Yechen said lightly: "Isn't this not started yet, isn't it?Besides, if I go late and be turned away, it's fine, this has nothing to do with you, with this kung fu to worry about, it's better to spend more time on cultivation." ”

(End of chapter)