Cheng Qian knew that the other party was a Wu clan, but these mortals didn't know that other villagers had already seen this young man riding a donkey, and they were a little puzzled when they heard his words.

"Did the children come to Xiaohe Village alone?" asked one of the villagers.

The others began to clean up the dead body of the tiger, but they did not pay attention to the appearance of a teenager.

"Yes, I'm here alone!" replied the boy as if there was nothing unusual about it.

"You kid is really disobedient, there is a tiger here, and he dares to follow alone, fortunately there is no danger. Where is your house, I will ask someone to send it back to you!" The villagers were defenseless in the face of a child, who had just killed the tiger when the child appeared, presumably following the tiger in, and couldn't help but be very happy.

"I released this tiger, naturally I am not afraid, my family lives in Yantian City, three thousand miles away, if you want to send me back, I don't mind!" The young man's expression was faint, and he glanced at the tiger's corpse indifferently, and said like this.

The villagers were stunned when they heard this, and their faces were a little unpleasant: "You kid is too rude, how can a tiger be controlled by you, a yellow-mouthed child? It is impossible for this little donkey to travel such a long way for 3,000 miles!"

When everyone listened to the young man's words, they all felt that this child was uneducated, and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, deceiving people is not a good child.

"I don't want to talk to you too much, I want this person!" The young man shook his head, stretched out his right hand and pointed five fingers at Gu Hong who was sitting on the ground, and after a slight distortion appeared on the surface of his body, Gu Hong was defenseless, and the whole person rose into the air, and flew directly towards the young man like a void drift.

Such a strange scene shocked all the villagers, and they all looked at the young man as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Youkai!"

"Oh no!

I don't know if it was the one who shouted, which immediately caused a lot of panic in the crowd. More than a dozen villagers hurriedly put down their things and watched in horror as the young man scattered and fled.

Seeing the villagers fleeing, the young man just smiled disdainfully, and put Gu Hong's panicked and trembling body on the donkey.

"Help, everyone, help me, I just killed the tiger, save me!" Seeing the villagers scatter and flee, Gu Hong shouted for help with a desperate face, his body was bound by a strange force, making him unable to move. I can only tremble slightly.

"I didn't expect to catch a mortal with a spiritual root so easily today, and it's not far from an advanced wizard!" the young man stretched out his hand and gently patted Gu Hong's back.

The boy had a good harvest, patted the donkey proudly, and prepared to leave.

"Let him go!" But just then, a faint voice came out.

When the boy heard this, all the other villagers fled, except for a young man who was still standing beside the tiger, staring at him coldly.

"What if you don't let it go?" the young man's face was unwavering. A faint answer.

"You are a fish, I am a fish eater!" Cheng Qian saw that the young man had answered his words, and spoke again calmly.

The young man was stunned when he heard this, this is a bit of a question. He didn't understand the meaning, thinking that the other party was threatening, he couldn't help but smile: "I see that you are the fish meat, I am the fish killer!"

"The slain. Kill, kill, be killed!" Cheng Qian still didn't make any moves. looked at the boy indifferently.

The young man sneered: "You mortal also have some meaning, how can a murderer be killed, how can the killed person kill someone?"

"Do you want to know how to kill a murderer?" Cheng Qian's gaze was like a dead man, and he looked at the young man coldly.

This gaze was full of calm, without the slightest fear, which made the young man's heart hesitate a little, and the other party's words were also extremely strange, making him fall into deep thought.

Cheng Qian looked at him coldly and pondered, strangely did not speak again, but waited quietly.

It seemed that after half a cup of tea, the young man couldn't think of any clues, and he didn't seem to want to bother his brain, so he said with some anger: "A mere mortal dares to play me, how can the murderer be killed, I think you want to taste the taste of being killed, do you know how to write the word dead?"

The young man was furious, and said in a very unkind tone, but he didn't make the slightest movement, as if he didn't pay attention to the mortal in front of him at all.

"Then do you know what life is, what death is, death is accompanied by death, life is accompanied by death, why life is not separated from death!" Cheng Qian moved, step by step, and a natural coercion diffused along with his words.

"Maniac!"

The young man's face changed greatly, his thin arm waved violently, and a misty gray glow erupted from his palm, and swept away towards Cheng Qian with a roll.

"For the fish, you may not be able to escape this net for the time being!" Cheng Qian paused, and couldn't help but sigh, but there was no answer.

Looking at the gray glow, his light and light sleeve robe for a while, the gray glow collapsed in an instant, almost at the same time, the young man's eyes widened, and he fell off the back of the donkey, and died of anger!

Cheng Qian walked slowly to the donkey, glanced at the dead witch envoy lightly, shook his head, and then turned the entity into ashes with a slight flick of his fingers, and muttered: "If you want to blame, blame you for bad my state of mind, three years of seclusion have gone down the drain, and I will come back again!"

Then he turned to Gu Hong, who looked surprised, and began to think slightly in his heart: "Since you meet a person with a spiritual root, Cheng will give you a creation." ”

Cheng Qian's sleeve robe flicked, and Gu Hong, who was surprised, was blown by a light breeze, and the person passed out.

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Spring has gone and autumn has come, another year has passed, and the matter of monsters has long been forgotten by the villagers of Xiaohe Village, and the former peace continues to be restored here.

On this day, Cheng Qian did not go out fishing, but sat in the house, picked up a brush in his hand and wrote no less than a thousand words of 'death', and the house was full of discarded waste paper.

Just when Cheng Qian had just finished writing a word, he felt dissatisfied, and crumpled the word into a ball and threw it on the ground, and the figure of Gu Hong walked in, holding a hanging of roasted chicken thighs and a jar of spirits in his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Qian, come and drink a cup with me!"

Seeing this, Cheng Qian smiled slightly, cleaned up the table, and chatted with Gu Hong for drinking.

"How have you practiced that mental method recently?" Cheng Qian took a sip of wine and asked simply.

"Hehe, I don't know how, I just feel that there is a cold breath flowing in my body, is this what martial arts masters call internal force?"

Cheng Qian looked at him calmly, nodded and said: "I didn't expect to have practiced internal strength in half a year, yes, remember to keep the method of breathing every day, and one day you can become a martial arts master!" (To be continued......)