Chapter 17: You don't understand my stubbornness

If it weren't for his quick movements, the knife would have cut through more than just clothes.

The Devil's Head Knife continued to move forward with the sound of the wind, and the wind and snow became more and more severe.

The person running in front of him might have escaped the robbery?

Poof, the flying knife pierced into the flesh, the old man's eyes bulged out, and his mouth opened wide as if he wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound.

Bumped, there was no life left in the snow, the girl hugged the old man and cried, shouting not to die, not to die. Sick and dumbfounded. He still didn't save them.

The crowd surrounded the girl and the dead butler again, and at this moment, the wind and snow suddenly rose so hard that they couldn't open their eyes for a while. It was covered in wind and snow.

Everyone felt that their waists were loose, and then their pants fell.

When the wind and snow eased, everyone looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces, and their pants fell to the ground.

"Who the did this, who did it for me to stand up, I have to burst his egg yolk. Qin Wujian shouted angrily.

The voice dispersed into the empty Siye and there was no response, and at this time, everyone looked at a person, who was sick, and only his pants did not fall off.

"You're sick, you did it?"

"I ...... I didn't. "I was also taken aback, who was so powerful, and in an instant, he untied everyone's belts.

"Ah, the girl is gone. ”

At this time, Qin Wujian noticed the situation around him, the girl was gone. Only the dead butler was still in the snow.

Qin Wujian set his eyes on the sick Wujian again, "Where are you hiding her?"

"I didn't hide her." ”

Qin Wujian suddenly felt a little afraid, it was not easy to kill them at that time, but he had untied his belt, and he had to re-examine his illness at this time.

What is this man? He is more capable than anyone could have imagined.

"My spirit stone was stolen. "One of them inspected his waist bag and found that the spirit stone was gone. Then everyone looked through their pockets, but none of them were spared, and everyone had no spirit stones.

Qin Wujian's face was pale and he couldn't say a word, how could a disciple of the Red Dust Three Thousand Clans have ever been teased like this by others?

The wind was howling, and everyone had a look of fear on their faces. What happened just now was incredible, the pants fell off, the spirit stone was gone, and the girl was rescued. Is there really a god in this world who saves the suffering?

At the inn, everyone returned to the inn.

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe. Lu Youding's expression was extremely ugly.

"Sick and sick, where did you hide her?" Lu Youding asked in a voice.

"I didn't hide her. Again, the answer is the same.

"You didn't hide, so where did she go?"

"I don't know. ”

"Someone, chop off my sick arms. ”

Qin Wujian's group of people pressed the sick Wujian on the bench, and the ghost head knife looked shiny and shining.

He was sick and about to become crippled, but he had no fear.

The knife rises, the knife falls.

Blood is about to splash and arms are about to fall.

At this moment, the young man in white moved, holding Qin Wujian's wrist with his right hand, and the ghost head knife could no longer go down for half a minute.

"Wait, that girl wasn't hidden by him. The young man in white looked firm, looking at Lu Youding's cold face, he didn't retreat at all.

"Why?" Lu Youding asked.

"Listening to their descriptions, being able to untie their belts, steal their spirit stones, and save the girl in an instant, it is obvious that the cultivation is above me, even more than you, and the cultivation without flaws has not reached this level. I think there is only one person in the world who does this. ”

"Who is it?"

"Stealing the holy red dust. ”

Lu Youding nodded, as if he suddenly remembered something, and his face showed anger: "Yes, it must be Hongchen, don't let me catch him." ”

Lu Youding's gaze returned to the sick Wuji, "Why do you want to help the traitor Yu Sin?"

Why did he risk his life to save the girl? I don't want to say it either.

Lu Youding said angrily: "Sick and flawless, I usually treat you well, say, why betray me,"

Still silent, sick and unanswered.

Lu Youding sighed: "Hey, in the past, I thought of you with very good qualifications, and I wanted you to pass on my mantle, but who knew that you had him in your heart, so it's just that." Although you are exempt from the death penalty, but the living crime is unforgivable, you will be punished with a hundred sticks, and then you will be expelled from the Hongchen Three Thousand and One Clan, Qin Wujian, and executed immediately. ””

Sick and was pulled onto the bench again, and the young man in white wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all. He only came out to assist Lu Youding this time, and it would be inappropriate to stop too much.

Bump, bump, bump, the stick went up, fell, fell and rose, and the boy didn't say a word.

There seems to be a lot of snow in Green Cow City, and there is no intention of stopping at all. The long street is still bleak, and who knows in Qingniu City that just some time ago, the owner of the inn had turned into a pool of blood, the housekeeper was hacked to death with a knife, and his daughter was missing.

So many tragic things happened in one day, if God has the virtue of a good life, why not pity the people who are suffering.

The hundred sticks were finally beaten, and the sick ass was rotten, the clothes were embedded in the flesh, and the blood was gushing out. The sick brow never wrinkled.

"Go, from now on you will have nothing to do with the Hongchen Three Thousand and One Clan. Lu Youding was a little moved, this young man was more stubborn than he imagined after all.

Sick fell off the bench and fell to the ground. The young man in white reached out to help him, but he didn't reach out because he didn't want to accept the favor of others.

So he climbed out, holding his elbows on the ground and dragging his injured body out step by step, and he didn't look at anyone again, because there was no one else worthy of his nostalgia.

Lu Youding's heart was a little soft at this time, the young man was still stubborn, the same as when he first met, he didn't change the slightest, he wanted to rush out to keep him, but no. Just thinking about it, as the elder of the Red Dust Three Thousand One Clan, he has the power of life and death, and he can't change half a point for a person who betrays him.

Every time he climbed out, a long trail was held up in the snow, and his body seemed to be a little stiff under the snow, but he had a belief that he couldn't die, he wanted to live, no matter how cruel and easy the heavens were, he would live. Because there is a girl who is dead, he must live.

Everyone's eyes in the inn were on the stubborn young man, watching him climb out step by step, crawling into the distance, no one laughed at his downfall, and a sense of admiration rose in everyone's hearts.

Qin Wujian had never felt how great Sick Wujian was, but this time he felt that Sick Wujian was really great, if it was him, he would have no courage to live, let alone climb out in front of everyone.

The long street was still silent, the houses on both sides were closed, and even if there were those who opened the doors, they were frightened by the scene outside, and hurriedly plugged in the latches.

The teenager crawled through the long streets, leaving his mark in the snow, crawling into the distance.