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Two sharp gazes shot out of Ling Xiao's eyes, falling on the middle-aged man's body, Ling Xiao's spiritual power instantly enveloped this thatched house, and suddenly felt a sad soul, crying helplessly in mid-air, Ling Xiao sighed, and shook his head helplessly, the person has died, and it has reached the point of running out of oil and lamps, and now even if the gods come, they can't save her. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Ling Xiao had to use his mental power to appease the old woman with a sad face, Ling Xiao's spiritual power has the effect of surpassing the soul, the sad old woman gradually stopped crying, and a peaceful aura enveloped her, making her feel very comfortable, and her whole body was warm. But she still wants to tell her son in person: don't be sad, live well, marry a daughter-in-law, and then take care of her grandson for her...... It's a pity that all this is no longer possible!

At this time, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Old man, don't be afraid, I am your son's friend, and in the future, I will take care of him!"

The old woman suddenly had a thought, she completely believed what this person said, and nodded subconsciously, and the feeling of confusion and fear disappeared suddenly.

Only then did Ling Xiao keep his eyes on the middle-aged man's body, and said indifferently, "You stand here and don't move. ”

Ignoring him, he turned around and went into the house. The middle-aged leader felt that there was a fierce killing intent enveloping all over his body, even if Ling Xiao didn't say anything, he didn't dare to make any resistance at all, he stood there honestly, and he didn't even dare to raise the idea of escaping. In the face of this young man, that kind of huge pressure was something he had never had when he faced the head of the Sun family.

Ling Xiao walked into the house, and Zhao Yong was lying on his mother's body crying to death. People will never dislike you for a lifetime, except for your parents, there is no third person!

But unfortunately, many people can only realize this after losing their loved ones, this young man is a filial child, the child of the poor is in charge of the house, so he has always been particularly filial to his parents, countless ideals, are around his parents!

For example, if you make money in the future, you want your parents to live in a spacious house, you want your parents to eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, and you want to take your parents to Bailu County to visit, although it is only a few dozen miles away, but your parents have only been to that place a few times in their lives, and they still come and go in a hurry.

Zhao Yong has always had one of his biggest wishes, that is, one day when he has a chance, he will take his parents to the most luxurious restaurant in Bailu County to eat!

Let his parents, who raised him with hard work, feel how much he loves them!

...... this world Unsatisfactory ten **, and everyone has his view of sadness in their eyes, but almost all kind and filial people agree that one kind of sadness is the most uncomfortable.

That's ...... The son wants to raise, but the parent does not wait.

This situation made people can't help but burst into tears, Ling Xiao's mouth pursed vigorously, thinking that he, a cultivator who is accustomed to life and death, and a peerless powerhouse who is about to enter the tribulation period, actually has a feeling of wanting to cry at this moment!

To the most affectionate and sexual, it is always easy to impress and infect others.

Ling Xiao said unprecedentedly: "I'm sorry!"

Zhao Yong, who was crying bitterly, turned his head with tears in his eyes, and choked up: "Engong, how can I hang you, it's too late for Zhao Yong to thank you! If it weren't for you, Zhao Yong would have lost his life at this moment, if it weren't for you, even if I could come back here, I wouldn't have been able to avoid the fate of being killed, this matter has nothing to do with you......! I ask you only one thing!"

Ling Xiao nodded silently, and then said, "Revenge?" I promise you. As he spoke, he raised his head and comforted the soul of Zhao Yong's father in the sky with spiritual power, and promised him that he would take care of their children in the future, and the two old men disappeared into the air after a burst of light.

Zhao Yong nodded silently, and said to his tearful-eyed father who was also crying on the side: "Dad, you, you have to take care of your health! This is your son's kindness! Wait until your son kills these beasts!"

Zhao Yong said, his eyes suddenly widened, because he only realized at this time that at some point, his old father had already stopped breathing.

A feeling of impatience struck, Zhao Yong's eyes darkened, and he suddenly fell straight back.

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand, supported Zhao Yong's body, took out a pill and fed it into his mouth, after a while, Zhao Yong woke up faintly, feeling the more powerful energy in his body, there was a feeling that even if it was a cow at this moment, he could kill it with one punch!

At this moment, Zhao Yong didn't have the heart at all, and he wouldn't have thought about how valuable the pill that Ling Xiao had given him twice in succession! It would be easy to take out a pill casually and exchange it for the wealth of an ordinary person like him! The glory and wealth in his eyes was not even as valuable as this pill being looked at by others!

"Engong, I, I'm going to kill those beasts with my own hands!"

Zhao Yong's eyes gradually turned red, and his handsome face was extremely hideous. The dagger that had followed him for many years was broken, so he went to the kitchen and fetched a kitchen knife for chopping vegetables, and walked slightly staggering outside.

Ling Xiao looked at Zhao Yong's state, couldn't help but sigh slightly, and didn't speak, because what he needed at the moment was to vent!

By this time, the villagers had already rushed over. The village is not big, there are only 100 families, and they are very united, and if any family has something, other families will take the initiative to come and help.

It's just that the Zhao family, who have always been low-key, didn't know why, provoked such a terrifying opponent, and seriously injured the most powerful Erniu in the village, everyone knew that this was no longer something that people like them could participate in. However, I naturally have no less concern for the Zhao family in my heart, and seeing the mutation here, I can't help but lean over boldly, and now, there is already a large group of people outside.

These people all had regretful and sad expressions in their eyes, and Zhao Yong's heart-rending voice just now had spread throughout the village, and everyone knew that the Zhao family and his wife must be more than lucky.

At this time, seeing Zhao Yong walking out with a big kitchen knife and red eyes, many women couldn't help crying on the spot, what a good baby, just like that, there is no father and mother. These damn brutes who came from nowhere, deserve to be killed!

At this moment, Zhao Yong has no third thing in his eyes except revenge.

The first thing he saw was the middle-aged leader who was standing there, locked by Ling Xiao with an incomparably powerful sword intent, in such a long time, this person's heart had long been filled with fear, and a few times he even wanted to run away, but whenever he had this thought, there would be an unfathomable huge pressure, pressing him so that he couldn't move!

At this moment, this huge and incomparably high pressure was still oppressing him, so seeing this ordinary young man who he had never paid attention to before coming towards him, the middle-aged leader couldn't even speak. He could only stare at Zhao Yong with fierce eyes, hoping that he would be afraid of himself!

If it were in the past, such a young man would not even be able to talk nonsense, let alone kill him with his noble hands, and let his subordinates give the result casually, but now, in his eyes, such an ordinary person has become a messenger of life!

Zhao Yong walked towards the middle-aged man step by step, and then came to a stop in front of him, opened his mouth, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

"You killed my father?"

The middle-aged leader felt the pressure on his body lighten at this time, and he was able to open his mouth to speak, he glanced at Ling Xiao cautiously, and then said: "I, how could I kill your father and mother? This son, you can't spew blood! Besides, I'm just an ordinary little minion, just acting on orders! There are other people who really make decisions! I'm just an executor, you shouldn't find me." ”

"Why?" Zhao Yong looked as if he hadn't heard the middle-aged man's explanation at all, his eyes were red.

"Some people say that your family has an ancestral treasure......" The middle-aged leader lowered his head, his strength had recovered at the moment, but for some reason, he didn't dare to look at Zhao Yong, an ordinary person!

"Huh...... Hehe. ”

Zhao Yong's throat let out two miserable laughs, like a cuckoo crying blood, which made people can't help but feel even more sad when they hear it.

Among the kind and simple villagers who were watching outside, someone finally overcame the fear in his heart and roared angrily: "Kill him!"

The middle-aged leader was suddenly shocked, turned his head with a snort, and a pair of eyes shot out two rays of light like substance, shooting into the crowd, many people exclaimed in surprise, and subconsciously retreated.

But the group of people immediately saw that the middle-aged man with a frightening gaze actually stood there motionless, although his eyes were terrifying and could scare people to death, but his body seemed to be given by others, and he couldn't move at all!

So, the people gradually stopped the commotion, and then slowly gathered together, and just now the man shouted again: "Xiao Yong, kill that beast!

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

“......”

The crowd stirred again, but this time, it was the excitement of the crowd, and everyone was full of hatred for the wicked who had inexplicably broken into the place.

And although they were all ordinary people, they were born in the Holy Domain, and they were no strangers to those legends and stories about the strong! They all knew that the handsome young man next to Zhao Yong who couldn't tell his age must be the legendary master and the strong! These wicked people were not his opponents at all!

Therefore, the courage of these people is also sufficient.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yong looked at the middle-aged leader, and suddenly pointed to his subordinates who were piled up and asked, "This kind of thing, you, and they, have never done anything less, right?"

The middle-aged leader didn't know how to answer Zhao Yong, because he was asked by Zhao Yong, this is what this group of people do! Behind every big family, there will be some people who specialize in dealing with those shady things!

And the more than 100 people under this middle-aged leader are specifically looking for all kinds of treasures among the ordinary people in the Holy Domain!

In the war of the gods, a large number of divine treasures were left everywhere in the holy area, and these treasures. Not necessarily all the strong have it, and many deserted places, no matter what kind of vision appears, no one may find it.

Therefore, many ordinary people with good luck also have the opportunity to get these treasures!

Some of these things have found their way into auction houses, pawn shops, or the black market, while many more have been left behind as heirlooms and passed down from generation to generation. Because even ordinary people have a dream of Jackie Chan in their hearts, hoping that their children and grandchildren will be able to develop greatly in the martial arts. In that case, wouldn't that heirloom have a place to use?

Therefore, a branch of profession has emerged in many families, which is the department responsible for investigating and obtaining these treasures. Forcibly grabbing and grabbing is commonplace for them, occasionally showing kindness, throwing a few dollars casually, and no matter whether people want it or not, things must be obtained anyway!

Decades or even hundreds of years have passed, and which of these people's hands is not full of blood?

Therefore, the middle-aged leader was speechless about Zhao Yong's question.

Zhao Yong nodded, and then said: "I understand, that is to say, these people should be killed, right!" Saying that, he turned around and was about to walk towards the group of people who were stacked together, the middle-aged leader secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said that this life was saved for the time being, I really didn't expect that there would be such a terrifying among ordinary people.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a flash of light, and a murderous aura hit his neck.

The middle-aged leader was suddenly shocked, and at the same time furious, and subconsciously wanted to slap this ordinary person who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but just wanted to move, he found that his body couldn't move again. But the middle-aged leader, whose realm is still there, can only watch the unbearable black iron kitchen knife in his eyes, a little ...... Close to his neck!

Until this moment, he suddenly had an extremely ridiculous feeling, was the frightened look in his eyes exactly the same as those ordinary people who had been killed by him? The last thought of the middle-aged leader was: It turns out that no matter how strong or weak people are, they are all the same fear and the same fragility in the face of death.

Burst!!!

The heavy black iron kitchen knife slashed at the middle-aged leader's neck, breaking his skin, tearing his veins, and cutting off his bones!

The middle-aged leader's head was cut off at once, and his eyes were wide open, even if he had thought of countless ways to die, he probably wouldn't have imagined that one day he would die at the hands of a young man he had never put in his eyes.

A stream of hot blood, along the middle-aged leader's still upright body, exhaled, and sprayed high.

Then there was a pop, and the corpse fell to the ground, blood spilling all over the ground, and the onlookers were silent at the moment, and they all looked at the corpse on the ground with their heads cut off in great horror.

It is not easy to make an honest and loyal young man raise the knife in his hand and slash at others. In the same way, it is even more difficult to get a group of people who have been responsible for generations to accept this bloody killing!

Don't look at them shouting joy.