When he first arrived in Longcheng Valley, Qian Yi had just begun to cultivate, and he was as white and tender as a little scholar.

When many soldiers heard him say that they had come to kill demons and eliminate demons, they laughed so hard that they couldn't stand up straight, and they only thought that they were a little boy who didn't know anything about the world and came to play at the border pass, and they all advised him to take a look at the castle tower and go home quickly.

Ten-year-old Qian Ye didn't answer, he used a nine-foot-long broadsword to slash horizontally and vertically in the demon tide, like a reef in the torrent, and responded to the ridicule of the soldiers of Dragon City Valley.

Only then did everyone realize that they had underestimated this white-faced boy.

Qianyi was actually not white before, hunting and farming in the mountains and forests all the year round, no matter how white it was, it was no different from the barbarian children, but then the body became stronger, and the night began to give him a medicinal bath, teaching him a special way of forging the body, and the skin became whiter and whiter, and dirt fell off from the body every day, and after a year, the whole body was white, like a newborn baby, dust-free.

At the same time, Qianyi's accumulated skills have not weakened because of this, but have advanced by leaps and bounds, coupled with the intentional or unintentional guidance of the night, at the age of ten, although he has not begun to cultivate, he has broken the golden stone in his hand, and he can open the monument!

Later, he often used a knife, and others forgot about his first-class skills, but he did not forget, and neither will those who died tonight and those who are about to die.

His knife was at his waist, and he didn't come out with a knife, not because the opponent was unworthy, nor because it was the unwritten rule that cultivators were not allowed to kill mortals, but because of the murder of fists to the flesh, it could vent the anger in the young man's heart!

The young man's calm eyes were hiding a monstrous rage!

......

"Whew-"

Qianyi swept his legs in the air, like a round iron rod, several big men only felt the wind blowing in their faces, and then the sound of skulls shattering came, and the next moment, it was pitch black in front of them, and they didn't know anything.

Jingle bells!

The sword and axe fell to the ground.

Qian Yi picked up two Pu knives, threw them over, and put down the two people who were hanging.

These two people are the bearded man of the Tiger Killing Gang and Zhao Yiren of the Jishi Medical Center, and they originally had nothing to do with Qianyi, but one did not take the silver needle Wu to kill Qianyi, and the other helped Qianyi correct his name, so he ended up like this.

In addition to the two of them in the dungeon, there were also dead heads, and many unconscious prisoners, and in the innermost room, two young girls were stripped naked, their hands and feet were nailed to the table with iron nails, and several big men were still smiling on them.

Seeing this scene, Qian Yi suddenly understood why there was a Zhenlie Pill in this world, and why many unreasonable behaviors became the most reasonable judgment.

A few people didn't know what was going on, but when they saw Qianyi appearing, they scolded, and one of them lifted his shoes and threw them away.

Straw sandals gallop –

The shoes that were thrown were thrown back, but they turned slowly when they came, and they went like arrows!

"Poof!"

Blood splattered, and the big man's angry expression was still on his face, but his head had already flown up.

At the moment when the shoe was thrown back, a figure shot at almost the same time, and the two small white hands pinched the necks of two of the big men, but they were as hard as iron tongs, and a crisp "click" sounded hidden in the roar of the collapse of the earthen wall.

In the midst of the rabbit's fall, three of the sneering and angry men had died, and the remaining one had just turned from banter to horror when he was nailed to the ground with a swift kick.

A puff of white gas slowly steamed from his head, and Qianyi's gaze fell on the two girls, the girls closed their eyes, their faces were full of dry tears, and their limbs were bloody.

As if sensing that something was happening, the two opened their eyes and saw Chiyi.

I don't know whether to laugh or cry, the two girls said at the same time: "Please kill me." ”

Qian Yi was silent for a moment, pulled out the nails nailed, sealed the acupoints to stop the bleeding, and took out the clothes for the two to put on, and then the bearded man and Zhao Yiren who were put down broke free from the restraints and walked over.

The people who were originally locked up in prison and waiting for death did not suffer any torture, and their physical strength was quite abundant, so Qian Yi ordered these people to take everyone to the Jishi Medical Center, and then sniffed twice in front of a Taishi chair and walked out.

The bearded man looked at Qianyi's back, and looked around the bloodstream, with a wry smile on his face, he didn't promise Yinzhen Wu at the beginning, but it seems that he saved a small life.

......

Out of the dungeon, the moon and stars are shining, the evening breeze is coming, and the sound of joy in the distance of the Qinxiang River is still in the ears.

Chiya remembered that day when she overlooked Kyoto in Nanshan, how many outrageous things still existed under the bustling and discharging surface?

He only hated that he could see ants miles away, but he couldn't see the hearts of people within easy reach.

Rustling footsteps.

There are also two alleys.

Qian Yi followed the smell of the Taishi's chair in the dungeon and looked all the way to the bank of the Qinxiang River.

Suddenly, dense footsteps poured out from the alleys on both sides, and a group of men dressed in black raised their sharp blades and slashed at him.

Qian also didn't look at it, and he didn't stop stopping, but if he fell within three feet of an attack, he would definitely be hit by his thunder!

So, after the first slash was slashed, the walls on both sides of the street continued to roar, or knives, or swords, or heads, or torsos, one by one, like thunderbolts, falling on the walls and splashing earth and stones.

And all the attacks were as gentle as a breeze in front of Chiya.

The comers began to shudder, began to scream, and began to flee.

The screams rang out and gradually spread to the Qinxiang River.

A talented man raised his eyes with his hands in his hands, slightly drunk, and was chanting poetry in front of the moon, when suddenly a hot stream splashed on his face, which immediately interrupted his thoughts.

The genius turned around and was furious: "Who stirred up a certain Yaxing!"

Bang!

In response to him was a human head embedded in the platform, with angry eyes and blood.

Caizi was stunned for a moment, and didn't seem to react, and the people who were on the platform also looked at each other in a daze, and at this time, another blood shadow sprinkled, and a hand holding Pu Dao slashed on the pillar with a "poof". The genius finally understood what was happening, and at the same time screams erupted on both sides, and he groaned like a cuckoo crying blood:

"Killed, killed!!"

In the direction where everyone scattered and fled, a young man in Tsing Yi walked against the flow of people.

The evening breeze is dashing, and the clothes are fluttering.

On the boat of the six boats, Yinzhen Wu's face was extremely pale, and the fat man surnamed Han sat on the Taishi chair of Yinzhen Wu, shook his head and smiled: "The benevolence of women, the benevolence of women." ”