"I didn't expect to meet this guy in this place, I don't know if the Painful Illusion works for this guy?"

Zhang Tude stared at the murderer who kidnapped the boy in front of him, he was worried that this murderer might be some kind of evil cultivator, and his supernatural powers would not only be ineffective against him, but would harm the child.

"If you don't cut your own flesh, I'll have to cut open this little cub's belly, I like to eat children's liver, hahaha."

The murderer laughed maniacally, saliva coming out of his mouth, and his knife began to move underneath the boy, as if it was about to slit open the boy's stomach.

Seeing this, Zhang Tude could only gamble, and when he was about to activate his supernatural powers, Xu Yeshu on the side suddenly stepped forward and blocked in front of him.

Just when Zhang Tude was wondering what Xu Yeshu wanted to do, he saw Xu Yeshu say sharply to the murderer:

"Yan Wutu, you used to be a county parent official, how can you eat these ordinary people, you see that they are hungry every day, and they have to work hard, what is so delicious about that meat, why don't you come and eat mine."

Xu Yeshu said as he took off his clothes:

"I am the prime minister of Shu Qiguo, I have eaten countless delicacies from the mountains and seas, rare and exotic fruits, my meat is much more delicious than these poor people, eat my meat, maybe you can prolong your life."

As if he wanted to convince this murderer named Yan Wutu, when he took off the last piece of clothing, Xu Yeshu took out something from it and said to Yan Wutu:

"If you don't believe me, you can look at my official seal and exchange the meat of one of my prime ministers for a common people's child with you, you should earn it, right?"

After Yan Wutu heard Xu Yeshu's words, he watched Xu Yeshu swallow his saliva, and actually took the knife away from the child, and then suddenly let out a strange scream and threw himself at Xu Yeshu.

Zhang Tude no longer hesitated, and immediately launched a painful illusion, Yan Wutu immediately dropped the knife in his hand, lay on the ground and let out a heart-rending scream, but in addition to him, the little boy and Xu Yeshu were also tricked.

Zhang Tude can't control the two of them now, taking advantage of this time, the robe on his body sent out silk threads towards Yan Wutu, but the silk threads hit Yan Wutu's body and only caused some small wounds, and it did not have the effect of knocking down the big tree.

Seeing that Yan Wutu endured the pain and crawled towards the boy, Zhang Tude had no choice but to manipulate his robe to hit Yan Wutu again, this time he increased his strength, and the silk thread turned into the shape of an axe, and finally made a hole in Yan Wutu's neck.

Yan Wutu covered his bleeding neck, his eyes widened, and he stared at Zhang Tude deadly, wanting to cut the gray-robed man in front of him with a thousand knives.

However, he didn't have this opportunity, and seeing that the attack had an effect, Zhang Tude's silk threads continued to cut at him, until his head was cut off, and Zhang Tude stopped.

"This guy should also be invulnerable like Chen Jiu."

Zhang Tude kicked Yan Wutu's head to the side, took out a big knife from the gourd, and after slashing Yan Wutu several times, he found that ordinary weapons couldn't hurt Yan Wutu at all, but now that his head is gone, Yan Wutu shouldn't be able to live.

After confirming that Yan Wutu was completely dead, Zhang Tude looked at the little boy and Xu Yeshu, who were also in a painful illusion, the little boy was crying, and Xu Yeshu's face was bruised, and he was saying something in his mouth.

"Sheng'er, what's wrong with you?"

Before Zhang Tude could listen carefully to what Xu Yeshu was saying, the pair of men and women outside the door rushed in, and the woman picked up the little boy and cried, it seemed that they were the parents of the little boy.

"Immortal Chief, what's wrong with my child?"

The man looked at Zhang Tude and asked, he saw the process of Zhang Tude killing the gangster who kidnapped his child just now, and knew that the gray-robed monsters in front of him were those strange people with magical powers.

"Your kid and my friend have fallen for the demon's magic, but don't worry, I've already cast the spell, and in a moment they'll both be fine."

Zhang Tude lied, he was also helpless, the magic power of the Painful Illusion could not distinguish between friend and foe, and after being hit, he could only wait for the effect to end.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the little boy and Xu Yeshu to recover, the little boy hugged his mother and continued to cry, while Xu Yeshu touched his head and was thinking about something.

Seeing that the two of them were fine, Zhang Tude pointed to Yan Wutu's corpse and said to the boy's father:

"This person is a wanted criminal in Qiuyun City, you take his body to the official mansion, you should be able to exchange some reward, if the people in the official mansion want to ask, just say that you helped a disciple of the Yujing Sect kill him together."

Zhang Tude originally wanted the boy's father to go to the government to receive the reward in the name of the Heavenly Supervisor, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't join the Four Qi Heavenly Division.

And if those people who are in charge of the Heavenly Division find out what they are doing in Weishan County one day, it will harm the family, so it is better for him to say that he is from the Zonjing Sect, after all, the Zoroastrian Sect is also a decent family anyway.

After the boy's father understood what Zhang Tude meant, Zhang Tude walked to Xu Yeshu's side again and helped him put on his clothes:

"Brother Xu, are you okay?"

Xu Yeshu didn't speak, just glanced at Zhang Tude with godless eyes, and then silently put on his clothes, and only after getting dressed did he finally speak:

"Brother Zhang, can you send me to Rich Zhou's house?"

"Okay, go slowly." Zhang Tude helped Xu Yeshu up, and then looked at the corpses except for Yan Wutu, although he saved the little boy, there were still a few lives killed by Yan Wutu.

After the two walked out of the little boy's house, Xu Yeshu lowered his voice and said to Zhang Tude:

"Brother Zhang, did you let me see those things just now?"

When Zhang Tude killed Yan Wutu, Xu Yeshu had already fallen into a fantasy realm, he didn't know how Yan Wutu died, but he heard Zhang Tude tell the little boy's father about the Qijingjiao, and he also knew that the Qijingjiao must be related to pain, so he thought that Zhang Tude made the three of them like that.

"Brother Xu, I'm sorry, I'm also here to save that child." Zhang Tude did not deny it either.

"It's okay, I just didn't expect Brother Zhang to be a cultist of Zorojing." Xu Yeshu hesitated when he said this, but he still had to say what he still had to say:

"Brother Zhang, can you do me a favor?"

"You said, I will definitely help if I can."

Zhang Tude felt admired by Xu Yeshu's act of sacrificing his life to save people just now, so he is also happy to help Xu Yeshu now.

"Brother Zhang, can you kill me? Since you are a Ghorisman, you should not break the law by killing a mortal. ”

Are you crazy? Zhang Tude wanted to say this, but when he saw Xu Yeshu's serious appearance, and thought of his act of risking his life to save people just now, he didn't say it after a while:

"Did you just see something, or did I talk nonsense earlier that made you want to die?"