Chapter 120: The Great Gift
The two of them turned their heads suddenly, and saw that Han Qing had appeared less than a meter behind them at some point.
And they didn't even notice it.
In particular, Han Qing's face was hidden in the shadow of the big tree, and under the psychological effect, it looked a little gloomy.
"Ah......h
The flying sword suspended in front of the man fell directly to the ground.
"You're going to kill me?" Han Qing asked lightly.
The woman glanced at Han Qing and suddenly said, "Senior brother, he's not a ghost cultivator!" ”
When the man heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the ghost is not terrible, but the terrible ghost is the ghost of Taoism.
And the yin soul that can walk freely in broad daylight can be regarded as ghost cultivation.
can be called a ghost cultivator, that is equivalent to more than seven layers of qi refining period, and the two of them are four layers of qi refining, so it's not a food delivery.
Since it's not, it's easy to do.
"Boy, you dare to pretend to be a ghost and suffer death!" The man picked up the flying sword on the ground and was about to do it.
"Smack"
But at this moment, Han Qing raised his hand and slapped the man in the face.
The man stayed straight in place, seemingly fanned stupid.
"You're ......," the woman exclaimed.
"Smack"
Han Qing also slapped the woman in the face.
Since he came to kill him, how could he pity Xiangxiang and cherish the jade.
After a while, the two senior brothers and sisters came back to their senses, looked at each other in horror, and then pinched the trick in their hands, and the spiritual power around them surged, and they were about to fight hard.
It's just that Han Qing raised his hand and slapped it with his palm.
A large handprint appeared in the void, and it suddenly slapped the senior brother and sister directly to the ground, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
"Impossible, this is impossible, doesn't it mean that it is impossible for a secular monk to break through the three-layer shackles of qi refining?" The male cultivator screamed in horror, his face full of disbelief.
"The frog at the bottom of the well." Han Qing said lightly, looking at the two of them condescendingly.
"You're going to let us go, or you're going to have a big deal? Do you know who we are? The nun screamed.
"Who are you?" Han Qing asked with a sneer.
"We are people from the hidden door, you secular monks, you have to kneel down to see the hidden door, and let us go immediately, otherwise, you will die, and the sect behind you will also be destroyed." The male cultivator said proudly.
"So awesome?" Han Qing raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that there were any hidden doors in this world.
"I'm afraid." The male cultivator was triumphant.
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid of a bird!" Han Qing sneered, raised his hand and slapped him twice.
After fanning the pair of senior brothers and sisters into pigs' heads, Han Qing asked coldly, "Say, who sent you?" ”
"It was my master who took us out to practice, and by the way, he gave us a task, saying that he owed a favor back then, and let us kill you to repay this favor." Seeing Han Qing's fierce and vicious appearance, the female cultivator said in a trembling voice.
"Contact your master and ask him to come to Spring City to redeem people." Han Qing said lightly.
The pair of senior brothers and sisters were ecstatic, as long as the master was notified, Han Qing would definitely die.
Han Qing thought about it for a while, contacted Longhu Mountain Sect Leader Huazi, and asked him to come over.
Late at night, Xie's house.
Xie Zhizheng was smoking a cigar and staring at the mobile phone screen in front of him.
"It's so late, it stands to reason that it has already been done, why hasn't there been any news yet?" Xie Zhizheng couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart.
"There must be no accidents......
"No way, that's a real master."
But at this moment, the steward of the Xie family reported that someone sent a big gift, saying that he was holding an extremely high-end ebony box.
There was a note on the box that read: "Thank you for the love of the head of the Xie family, I, Han Qing, will definitely repay you." ”
Xie Zhizheng opened the box with a gloomy face, and found that there were two bloody fingers inside, and his pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression changed greatly.