"What to do? Zhou Yan stayed there! Tomorrow we will check it out, what do we say? ”

"If you don't want to die, you don't know."

"Is this possible? That kid ......"

"That boy is going to die! With such a serious injury, he couldn't survive anyway! ”

Three black-robed people are hiding in the dense forest, and you are talking to me word by word.

"Why don't we go back and make sure?" That kid may really have the martial arts cheats given by Xiong Tieshan! A green-voiced guy on the left spoke.

As soon as these words came out, the remaining two looked at each other.

Their purpose from the beginning was very clear, which was to hack that kid to vent their anger.

Everyone is from a poor background, why have they been in foreign affairs for several years, and they can't even see the shadow of martial arts, so that kid can be appreciated by Xiong Tieshan?

Among the foreign disciples, there are not a few who have such thoughts.

It's just that I didn't expect that kid had so many knives in his body, and he could kill one person neatly, which made the three of them timid, and sure enough, the martial arts taught by Xiong Tieshan were extraordinary!

The three of them no longer hesitated, and quietly touched back.

It took the three of them a quarter of an hour to return to the edge of the deep pool, and they were relieved to see the figure lying in a pool of blood.

"Sure enough, it's dead! I just said, how can he not die if he is cut into this picture? It's just a flashback! The urn-sounding guy spoke.

"That's what the sixth brother said!"

"Although Zhou Yan died this time, he died well! We have been waiting for this for a long time, and Brother Zhou Yan took the lead and is really a model for my generation. The young voice sighed sincerely.

The person known as the sixth brother took the lead and walked towards Lin Xing's corpse, but soon a thin back ran in front of him.

"The surname is Zhang! You slut, just now you were holding a knife, like a burning stick, and you were embarrassed to walk in front, stop me! The sixth brother chased after him and grabbed the person in front of him.

Burst!

The sixth brother's hand trembled slightly.

Touching his chest with difficulty, the sixth brother took advantage of the dark clouds to disperse, the moonlight that spilled down, looking at the blood on his hands, stepped back step by step, and his chest was agitating like a broken bellows.

"Zhang Hu! You ......"

Blood splattered, the sixth brother staggered back, he couldn't imagine how this usually submissive Zhang Hu dared to stab himself with a knife, using the dagger he gave him.

"People die for money, birds die for food!"

Zhang Hu, the owner of the thin back, turned his head, looked at the dead man's gaze, glanced at the owner of the green voice, and looked at the sixth brother fixedly.

"After so many years of taking care of the sixth brother, Zhang Hu has kept it in his heart, and he will burn more paper money for the sixth brother in the future! Sixth brother, go with confidence, sister-in-law, I will help you take care of it. ”

Zhang Hu dragged the long knife as he spoke, stepped forward and stepped on the sixth brother who still wanted to struggle, clumsy knife after knife, slashing at the sixth brother's head, as if venting, repeating constantly.

The sixth brother soon lost his life.

The owner of the green voice, named Zhao Huan, became a foreign disciple two years ago, and at this time he fell to the ground softly, constantly swallowing saliva, and squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Brother Zhang! We usually have the best relationship, don't we? If you let me go, I'll act like I didn't see anything, okay? ”

Zhang Hu also raised his head and smiled: "Okay." ”

Zhao Huan, who didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, was slashed on the neck with a knife, cut halfway, the blade was stuck in the neck, Zhang Hu kicked his chest, sawed wood and pulled out the steel knife slowly, Zhao Huan struggled less and less, and finally lost his vitality.

"What a nuisance!"

Zhang Hu's eyes were a little cold.

Zhao Huan also became the ghost of Zhang Hu's knife, and no one in the field fought against Zhang Hu anymore, he returned to Lin Xing's side, and he was a little excited and couldn't help himself.

"Martial Arts Cheats ......"

Zhang Hu's eyes were full of greed.

He knew how much the most ordinary martial arts cheats were worth on the black market.

That's a happy building that can wrap up the entire county, so that all the Qingqi people can serve him for a few lifetimes!

Thinking of that haunting face, Zhang Hu lost his mind slightly.

After a while, he looked down at Lin Xing, whose flesh and blood were blurred, and reached out to rummage through it, but he ignored Lin Xing's open eyes, and he didn't know when there was a touch of strangeness.

Lin Xing's fingers trembled slightly.

He thought that he was dead, but he thought that God would treat him well, and when he was dying, the moonlight sprinkled on his body, and the milky white brilliance on the mysterious stone penetrated into his internal organs, quickly repairing his seriously damaged body.

As Zhang Hu rummaged on him, the steel knife in Lin Xing's hand gradually tightened.

At this time, the muscles and bones on Lin Xing's body, as if liquid was flowing, squeezed the wound and closed quickly, the qi in his body was running slightly, and he suddenly flew up, and the long knife in his hand was only drawn, and a cold light flashed, and Zhang Hu was cut off before he could react.

Burst!

The head fell to the ground, and there was still greed in Zhang Hu's eyes.

Looking at the four corpses around him, Lin Xing's gaze gradually shifted to the knife in his hand.

The length of the knife is estimated to be more than four feet, the blade is three fingers wide, very thin, and the level of production is good.

Lin Xing's heart was a little complicated.

If he had changed his mentality earlier, how would these few people who didn't know martial arts be his opponents? And what is the difference between him and these people who can kill two people without changing his face? Lin Xing couldn't even feel a trace of fear, he was just a little entangled.

Wondering what to do with the corpse.

Such a self made Lin Xing a little resistant.

He looked up at the moonlight, his calm gaze swept over the hillside, the fallen leaves in the dense forest were rustling, the fire was faintly visible in the air on the top of the mountain, and the world around him had not changed, but Lin Xing's heart was in turmoil.

There is only one kind of blue-scaled monster fish in the pond, named 'ink scale', with a large head and convex eyes, and a general deformity.

The desires in people's hearts are even more distorted and difficult to understand.

The cannibalism of these people made Lin Xing addicted, and he cordially gave Zhang Hu a ride, as a reward for this good show, Lin Xing felt that he should be regarded as a good person.

He rummaged through the bodies of several people, and soon turned out the silver coins in the arms of the four people, and then found a few big stones, tore the clothes of several people into strips of cloth, tied the corpses with the big stones, and sank into the pool water.

Lin Xing's linen clothes were ragged, with a pair of broken straw sandals under his feet, all the wounds around his body had recovered, and when the blood on the water surface was hidden, he twisted his neck, turned around and swept in a certain direction in the dark, opened his mouth to spit out the mysterious small stone, and wiped it in his hand.

"Why is it getting smaller and smaller......

Looking at the mysterious stone that had become more than half smaller, Lin Xing's heart was full of worry.