Chapter 92 To save or not to save

Most of the cultivators follow the principle that more is better than less, but after all, driven by his youthful nature and curiosity, he cautiously climbed over a small ridge, and there was a scene of several people besieging in front of him.

I saw that in the melee, six figures were tumbling up and down, left and right, killing the person trapped in the middle without the power to parry.

After a while, the figure separated, and more than a dozen eyes stared coldly at the young woman who had been soaked with blood on half of her clothes, and a middle-aged woman in a linen cloth dress among the six people on the other side held a half-moon scimitar, the blade of the knife drooped slightly, and the blood dripped down the tip of the knife, she seemed to be smoked by the bloody breath on the girl's body, frowned and said dryly: "Little girl, you must know the truth that the husband is not guilty of his crimes, you are now at the end of the crossbow, just hand over the 10,000-year-old cold ebony, and we can let you live." Even if you hold on, how long will you be able to hold on? At most, you will become the soul of our subordinates, do you still want to resist?"

Hearing the lurking He Leng's heart was chilling! It was another case of killing people and snatching treasures when he saw wealth, and he didn't see the girl's voice for a long time, it seemed that a tragic disaster of death was about to happen in front of his eyes, He Leng was at war with heaven and man in his heart, and hesitated whether he should step forward to stop it.

Xiao Baihua showed half of her body, her little head knocked next to He Leng's collar, and she looked at it for a while and said: "Forget it, we can't manage this idle matter, and we don't have the ability to take care of it, the strength of any of those people is not something you and I can deal with now, and recklessly stepping forward will only give up in vain." ”

Hearing this, He Leng's heart suddenly woke up, and turned into a cold, yes! What Xiao Baihua said was right, he couldn't control this matter, and he couldn't help but secretly complain about his whimsy just now, and only thought about how to help the poor sister, but he didn't think that he didn't have the ability to intervene in this matter at all, he was still a little impulsive, too uncalm, and Xiao Baihua couldn't see it yet.

Seeing that the girl was becoming more and more silent, and the other people were gradually impatient, He Leng felt bitter in his heart, so he had to reluctantly look at the girl for the last time, and secretly apologized for this sister, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's really powerless!

Turning around and leaving this place of right and wrong with extremely heavy footsteps, He Leng was about to take a detour, when the woman's impatient voice faintly came from behind him: "Stubborn......!"

He Leng felt uncomfortable in his heart, threw out the bronze sword and drove the sword for hundreds of miles in one breath, and fell into a forest.

By the time He Leng calmed down, the entire forest had become unsightly, and if those trees were compared to flesh and blood, then this place had become a land of Shura at this moment.

"This is the cultivation world!" He Leng muttered to himself, this venting really made him consume a lot of true yuan, and he tried to breathe for a while, and then shouted fiercely: "This is the cultivation world!"

The little white flower had already felt bad when He Leng fell into this forest, and avoided it early, and at this moment it happened to be on top of half a big stone lazily basking in the sun, just now He Leng came over with a sword light to split the boulder in two, and almost divided it on the spot, so scared that it was careful that its liver was still fluttering half a beat faster than usual, and at this moment he calmed down and said: "It's done, I don't know how much this kind of thing happens every day in our Warcraft circle, and I have seen it a lot! It's too usual!"

"I've seen a lot!" He Leng's breath recovered slightly, walked over and grabbed it, rudely stuffed it into his arms, and strode towards the outside of the forest, saying angrily: "It's just that it's unbearable after all." ”

The little guy was about to unravel him, and after thinking about it, he said something that seemed to make sense from somewhere: "What if it's unbearable? You only need to improve your strength and reach the level that all living beings are afraid of, and then you can care about the injustice of the world that you want to manage!"

"Nonsense!"

He Leng rolled his eyes, raised his head and took a few big breaths, and said, "We have been walking for almost three months, how far is this from your home?"

"It's almost a long way on, and I see a cliff not far away, and I arrive at the gate of my house. ”

"Ugh!"

The little guy had already said this twice a few days ago, and this was the third time, and every time he asked it, it was the same sentence, He Leng was choked by its answer, and he didn't bother to speak.

Until it was dark and there were no more people, He Leng planned to sleep in the open, and when he was looking for food in the mountains and forests, he accidentally found a Taoist temple, but it was already dilapidated, and a decaying plaque on the lintel only left the complete word "dust view", and the front word was so rotten that a "two" could be vaguely seen.

After finding a relatively intact room, He Leng lit a fire in it, and then sat against the fire, leaning on the edge of the desk next to him, staring at the game that was roasting above the fire and dripping oil at the moment.

Smelling the fragrance, the little snake stood tall and looked at the eggs that had been roasted in the fire, then at He Leng, and then at the eggs!

It is said that since He Leng cooked a few unknown eggs at a time, the little guy ate them once, and he never ate raw egg food again.

He Leng knew its intentions, and funnily peeled off a few bird eggs one by one, revealing the pure white egg heart inside, and the little white flower swallowed it one by one, and then gnawed on a beast leg that He Leng tore off.

He Leng had no appetite, and after eating two bites, he threw the meat in his hand into the fire, and the roast meat with oil splashes suddenly caused the flames to rush upward.

Just when he was bored, there was movement outside, He Leng tightened his body and relaxed his guard in an instant, he had nothing but a space necklace, if the person who came was extremely high in cultivation, he would definitely not be very interested in such a low-level space magic weapon as himself, and the monk who could be interested in it would not have too many worries with his current strength.

As I was thinking about it, the footsteps of the people who came became louder, presumably they also saw the fire here, or maybe they came to the smell of roasted game. It's just some game, and I can't eat it myself anyway, so it's ......

The rotten door opened with a creak, and the people who came looked at He Leng who was looking at the door looked at each other in astonishment!

Where in the world do not meet!

He Leng was really surprised, there were two people at the door, one of them was the short man who had just had a meeting in the morning, the man was carrying a woman with a pale face on his back, the woman had multiple wounds on her body, and her clothes had already been soaked in blood to lose their original color, and she was also an acquaintance, and it was the sister who did not give a rescue hand during the day.

The short man was stunned for a moment when he saw that it was He Leng, and hurriedly shouted: "It turned out to be you, little brother, come and help, this woman was besieged by a group of wicked people, and I finally saved it from the hands of that group of wicked people, and I couldn't survive at this time, I knew why I saved her like this!"

He Leng had already stepped forward to help the woman, and got her into the house with the man, maybe the man's rough voice was too big, maybe He Leng touched the wound when he was holding her, in short, the woman woke up with a soft groan when the two put her on the fluttering blanket, opened her gloomy eyes and looked at He Leng, and said in surprise: "It's you!"