Chapter Ninety-Seven: What Do You Think, Little Guy
"Kill it." After the burning stick penetrated the Blood Knife Gang, Yang Xiaotian's indifferent voice floated out.
Luo Qing, who had been sitting there, suddenly floated up, and the big knife in his hand appeared.
Suddenly, the vertical and horizontal sword qi illuminated this deserted small village.
The other members of the Blood Knife Gang who were originally going to come over to deal with Yang Xiaotian and the three of them only felt that there was a lot of sword energy in front of them, and then they lost consciousness.
After a brief pause, they fell straight to the ground.
When they fell, the blood on the bodies of several people spurted in unison, spilling the weeds around them with blood.
Hearing the screams, Wen Jingyi, Wen Qiulan, and the Blood Knife Gang all looked over, and when they saw the mutation in front of them, they were all stunned.
"Spare him his life, and kill everyone else." Yang Xiaotian pointed at the scar boss and said to Luo Qing.
"Yes, Childe." Luo Qing rose in response, his body fluttered, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the Blood Knife Gang.
Then, the knife fell in his hand.
The knife rises and falls.
There was no blood.
Not even screaming.
Luo Qing's body was too fast, the knife was faster, as fast as lightning, and the Blood Knife Gang couldn't see Luo Qing's people and knives clearly.
"Hurry back!" The scar leader screamed in shock, and at the same time, the big knife in his hand slashed wildly towards Luo Qing.
But his knife couldn't hit Luo Qing at all, and it slashed into the clearing, slashing the sand and dirt.
When he was about to take out the knife again, he felt that the knife flashed in front of him, and the hand holding the knife hurt, and Luo Qing's knife was already against his head.
"You!" The Scar Leader was shocked and angry, and was about to speak, but he saw that the Blood Knife gang members he had brought with him suddenly fell to the ground one after another, only to see blood continue to come out of his throats.
No one escaped.
All of them are sealed with a knife!
Wen Jingyi, Wen Qiulan and the others were stunned.
They could see that these Blood Knife Gang members were all innate, and they were all first-class good hands in ordinary towns, and now, a few breaths, but all of them were killed.
"Is it the Martial King? Or Wu Zong? Wen Jingyi looked at Luo Qing in shock.
This middle-aged man who sat beside her just now and didn't make a sound turned out to be such a strong person.
At this time, Luo Qingdao turned, and the handle of the knife smashed on the chest of the scar leader.
Scar Boss is smashed and flies to the campfire.
He glared at Yang Xiaotian behind the bonfire: "Which family are you from?" Do you know what the consequences of breaking our Blood Knife Gang are good? ”
Yang Xiaotian didn't answer, but took out the Tianlong knife: "Do you recognize this knife?" ”
"Bloody Knife!" Scar Boss was stunned.
Bloody knives?
Yang Xiaotian was stunned.
Immediately realized that the members of the Blood Knife Gang did not know the true origin and name of this knife, so they named it the Remnant Blood Knife.
"There is another Remnant Blood Knife, is it also in your Blood Knife Gang? In whose hands? Yang Xiaotian asked.
The scar leader sneered: "It turns out that our young gang leader died in your hands, and you are doomed!" ”
Before, they entered the Red Moon Forest with a young gang leader, and later disappeared.
These days, they have been searching for the whereabouts and murderers of their young gang leader.
Yang Xiaotian didn't bother to ask again, and the Tianlong Knife in his hand swung out and shot directly into the opponent's throat.
Then, Yang Xiaotian took a photo and took the Tianlong knife back.
This Heavenly Dragon Knife is worthy of being left by the powerhouse of the Ancient Dragon Clan, it is extremely sharp, and after it is withdrawn, it is not stained with blood.
After solving the scar leader, Yang Xiaotian asked Luo Qing to search the body of the Blood Knife Gang, but only found some gold coins and healing medicine, nothing of value.
Wen Jingyi slowed down, came to Yang Xiaotian, hugged her fists and said with a smile: "Jingyi thank Gongzi for coming to the rescue, if it weren't for Gongzi today, Jingyi is afraid that she would not be able to return to the royal city." ”
Yang Xiaotian shook his head and smiled: "You're welcome, heroes save beautiful women, this is a common thing." ”
When Wen Jingyi heard this, she couldn't help but laugh.
This little guy is also a hero who saves beautiful women, and he is really a little ghost.
In fact, how did she know that the eight or nine-year-old little guy in front of her had a soul in his twenties.
Before the reincarnation of the soul piercing, Yang Xiaotian was a descendant of the Wudang faction and was already in his twenties.
When Wen Jingyi smiled, her laughter was very good, like a bell, and her beautiful eyes were even more crooked, with a black temptation.
"Childe, since you are also going to the royal city, why don't we go together tomorrow?" Wen Jingyi said with a smile.
"Okay." Yang Xiaotian smiled: "As long as you are not afraid that I will leak your whereabouts to the Blood Knife Gang, I don't mind walking with beautiful women." ”
Wen Jingyi smiled coquettishly: "Childe said that he was laughing, it was Qiulan who was reckless just now, and her words offended Childe, please don't blame Childe." Then let Wen Qiulan apologize to Yang Xiaotian.
Wen Qiulan stepped forward and apologized to Yang Xiaotian, but no matter how she looked at it, she was a little reluctant.
Yang Xiaotian didn't look at Wen Qiulan, looked at Wen Jingyi, and said with a smile: "You still look pleasing to the eye." ”
Wen Jingyi smiled again.
Wen Qiulan was so angry that her big chest was turbulent, and Yang Xiaotian undoubtedly said that it was not pleasing to her eyes.
Wen Jingyi then sat down by the campfire.
After the incident with the Blood Knife Gang, the two chatted closer.
Wu Qi didn't speak, with a kind smile on the wrinkles on his face, although Wen Jingyi hadn't seen Wu Qi make a move, but after what happened just now, she didn't dare to treat the old man in front of her as an ordinary old man.
She became more and more curious about Yang Xiaotian.
This person is a small and big child, I don't know what the origin is, and there is such a strong person around him.
Could it be a child of a royal family?
There was something to talk about overnight.
The two chatted late into the night.
Then they slept peacefully.
Yang Xiaotian sat there, meditating and pranayama.
The light of the fire reflected his young face.
Although he is less than nine years old, it can already be seen that Yang Xiaotian is a handsome man.
The night faded by.
At dawn, Yang Xiaotian and others set off.
Wen Jingyi saw that Yang Xiaotian and the others were on foot, so she asked Fengyun Commercial Bank to give the two horses to Wu Qi and Luo Qing to ride, as for Yang Xiaotian, she smiled and said: "If the son doesn't mind, sit on the same horse with me." ”
Yang Xiaotian was stunned: "Sitting with you?" ”
This, not quite right?
"Childe minds?" Wen Jingyi's beautiful eyes blinked.
Yang Xiaotian shook his head, everyone has talked about this, and he doesn't mind it.
Then, Wen Jingyi sat in front with the horse rope, and Yang Xiaotian sat behind the other party.
Wen Jingyi has a faint body fragrance on her body, which smells very good.
"Childe still hug me, wait for Ryoma to run, a little bumpy and unstable." After walking for a while, Wen Jingyi smiled at Yang Xiaotian.
Yang Xiaotian looked at Wen Jingyi's small waist that could be held in one hand, and hesitated, this is not very good.
He could see that the other party was still an unmarried girl.
Wen Jingyi looked back, her beautiful eyes glanced at Yang Xiaotian, very coquettish: "What do you think little guy." For some reason, she was very close to Yang Xiaotian in front of her.
After a closer look, she realized that Yang Xiaotian's skin was really good.
Is it because you drink that wine from last night?