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Yu Sheng knelt on the cold ground, staring at the teacher who was gushing blood out of his mouth, and felt his heart ache.

"Teacher, you're gone, what should I do?"

He clenched his fists tightly, and his nails stabbed into the flesh!

Even so, tears still flowed down his cheeks.

Dripping on the bluestone slab, it seems to fall to the ground with a sound!

"The rest of your life, ......"

The old man still had a trace of breath, stretched out his dry and thin palm, and touched the fair and quiet face of the rest of his life with difficulty and effort, and his cloudy eyes were filled with deep relief, and said with a smile,

"Eighteen years of training, your mind is complete, and you have the soul of a sage and a god, the world is so big, where can you go?"

Maybe it was because of his death, after saying this, the old man's palm trembled slightly, and slowly slid down.

"Teacher ......"

Yu Sheng's body trembled, and he hurriedly grabbed the teacher's hand and put it back on his face.

The palms of the hands have begun to be cold, without the familiar heaviness and warmth of the past.

He lowered his head slowly, leaned on the old man's chest, and sobbed,

"I'm afraid I'll make mistakes without you by my side......"

"You won't!"

A smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, and he muttered,

"I believe in you as a teacher!"

"Headboard...... There's a ...... for you."

The words stopped here, and the vitality in the old man's eyes quickly faded and turned into a dead ash.

The rest of my life is deeply buried in my head and hoarse!

"Teacher!"

Many people gathered in the streets, and the wind blew through the crowd, bringing a deep sense of sadness.

"Hey......"

An old man with white hair sighed heavily, and knocked the cane in his hand on the bluestone slab.

"Such a good person can do it, it's really not as good as a beast......"

"The old pedant is too stubborn! That Wang Song is the son of the mayor's family, he has been arrogant since he was a child, and he starts to do it, where does he care about three seven twenty-one......

Next to the old man, there was Boss Zhao of the coffin shop, he sighed and said,

"You say, in order to save a girl from a foreign country, put your own life on the line, as for ......?"

"That kid is really ruthless!"

The butcher who sold pork shook his head and said,

"I beat the old scholar to death with one punch, and I think all the internal organs have been smashed...... He's not a human being!"

"Who's chewing their tongues there?

A cold voice sounded, interrupting the discussion.

Looking at the voice, it was a good boy!

Seventeen or eighteen years old, with slender eyebrows, eyes like eagles, and a sharp nose bridge, full of arrogance and invincibility.

He is what people call Wang Song!

Several people noticed the other party's gaze, and their brows furrowed, flashing with jealousy and anger.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Wang Song coldly swept over the people, turned around and walked to the door of the coffin shop.

There, kneeling was an unkempt and tattered girl, but petite and lovely!

In front of the girl, there was a mat covered with several holes, through which a black corpse that had been dead for many days could be seen underneath.

This girl, and the corpse under the mat, the fuse of this incident!

The mother and daughter were in Qingshui Town, and the mother suddenly became seriously ill and died in a foreign land!

The girl was ready to sell herself to bury her mother, but she was bullied by Wang Song!

The old pedant stepped forward and was beaten to death!

"Mom, yes, I just want to play with a woman, it's really bad to meet such an old thing who doesn't know what to do!"

Wang Song scolded and scolded while picking up the trembling, pale girl and walked out of the crowd.

The faces of the people were even more angry, but no one dared to speak, and when they saw him coming, they retreated.

"Wang Song, you stop!"

At this time, Yu Sheng, who had been kneeling beside the old pedant, stood up!

He tied the hem of his robe around his waist and ran forward, blocking the latter's path.

On the face with clear eyebrows, there is a bit of stubbornness.

"Stinky scholar, do you still have to meddle in your business?"

Wang Song's slender eyebrows furrowed, flashing ruthlessness and disdain.

"It's no idle thing anymore!"

Yu Sheng clenched his fists and said,

"You killed my teacher!"

"What about killing?"

Wang Song sneered, not caring at all.

"Kill, pay for your life!"

The rest of his life stared at him, his eyes were like a fierce wolf,

"So, I'm going to avenge the teacher!"

"Revenge? haha......"

Wang Song was stunned for a moment, and then as if he had heard a big joke, he leaned forward and leaned back.

"It's up to you, a piece of nonsense that is nothing? haha...... It's ridiculous!"

Rumble!

When the words fell, the splendid robe on his body was windless!

A faint coercion permeated the air!

"For the rest of your life, forget it!"

"Don't be reckless!"

"He's a cultivator, how can you beat him!"

"Don't send you to death again!"

The faces of the surrounding people changed, and they all dissuaded the rest of their lives!

Although Wang Song's character is extremely poor, he is a genuine cultivator!

At this time, the divine soul has been awakened and the body refining triple has been broken!

The physical strength is about three or four hundred catties!

The power of one punch is enough to kill a brute bull!

If it weren't for that, it would be impossible for people to watch him beat the old pedant to death without stopping it!

And for the rest of his life, he has been following the old pedant all these years, and he will not know anything except reading and reading!

The physical strength is not even as good as that of ordinary people, how can it be Wang Song's opponent?

If you are stubborn, it is nothing more than one more corpse!

The rest of your life ignores people and looks around!

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze? Aren't you going to take revenge? Come on!"

Wang Song thought that he was scared for the rest of his life, and sneered, his face full of provocation,

"Isn't it too scared to move? haha...... It doesn't matter, if you regret it, you can kneel down and learn a few dog barks, and Lao Tzu may be able to let you go......"

"I'm just looking for something!"

Yu Sheng glanced at Wang Song lightly and walked towards the butcher's stall,

"People like you are not as good as pigs and dogs, killing you with my own hands will dirty my hands. ”

"Use this, it's appropriate!"

After speaking, Yu Sheng tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, wrapped it in his palm, and picked up the somewhat greasy pig-killing knife.

"......"

The corners of Wang Song's mouth twitched, and he said with a cruel smile,

"You have the true inheritance of that old thing! I don't know if it's the same in a fight, you just bark like a dog!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Song threw the girl in his hand aside and rushed to the rest of his life!

On the way, his right fist clenched and creaked!

The fist is rushing, as if there is a sound of breaking the wind!

The people around all sighed!

"Hey......"

"This kid, like his teacher, is stubborn!"

"Isn't this self-defeating!"

"That kid is a cultivator!"

Rumble!

Wang Song came to Yu Sheng in a blink of an eye, and the latter didn't move!

In his opinion, it is completely stupid!

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the hint of disdain became more and more obvious.

"you!"

"Little poor sour!"

He touched the ground on his toes, and his waist slammed into force!

The fist smashed into the chest of the rest of his life like a hammer!

He's going to deal with the rest of his life in the same way he did with an old pedant!

Punch by punch, beat to death!

When the fist fell, he seemed to see the scene of the latter's terrible scream, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

Then!

The rest of his life has a bright light in his eyes!

Shout!

He raised his left palm and held his claws in front of his chest!

Impartially, I grabbed Wang Song's fist!

"You ......"

Wang Song only felt that his fist seemed to fall into the iron tongs, and he was clamped by a strong force, and he couldn't move!

His face changed, and he was deeply frightened!

The surrounding people were also dumbfounded!

"I'm also a cultivator!"

"And!"

"Refining the Quadruple!"

Yu Sheng smiled coldly, and the handle of the pig-killing knife smashed on Wang Song's chest!

The latter spat blood from his mouth and flew upside down!