"It's kind of interesting!"

Song Xuan smiled slightly, during the time he stepped into the small city, he had already faintly sensed no less than ten strands of killing intent.

There is no reason for these killing intents, and it seems that as long as outsiders step into the city, they will attract other people's killing intent.

"Rice crackers, fragrant and sweet rice crackers!"

Not far away, a woman was selling, and when she saw Song Xuan, she smiled kindly, "Young man, do you want to try the freshly baked rice crackers?" ”

Song Xuan's expression was a little dazed.

I don't think I've seen this scene before......

Ah, isn't this the scene when Aunt Gongsun pretended to be Grandma Xiong and sold him fried chestnuts with sugar.

It can't be said to be exactly similar, but it can also be said to be exactly the same!

Song Xuan stepped forward and said with a smile: "Is your cake ripe?" ”

The woman's face was unhappy, "In your next life, I have sold rice crackers all my life, can I still sell what you are born of?" ”

Song Xuan nodded, very good, the code is right, you already have a way to die!

Throwing out a piece of broken silver, he laughed and said, "Then bring me a piece!" ”

"Great!"

The woman skillfully took out a steaming rice cake from the stove, wrapped it in fresh lotus leaves, and handed it to Song Xuan: "Son, try it, the old man said that this rice cake was good after eating!" ”

"Then I'll try it!"

Song Xuan had no experience in the rivers and lakes and did not know the sinister posture of society, and in the woman's expectant eyes, he took a big bite into the rice crackers.

"How's it taste?"

Song Xuan chewed, swallowed and shook his head, "My taste is a little tricky, to be honest, your taste is a little lighter, and you lack a little strength." ”

"The smell is light?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "The old man has been selling rice crackers all his life, and you are still the first to say that the taste is light." ”

"It's a little lighter!"

Song Xuan said sincerely: "I don't know if you have ever eaten the sugar-fried chestnuts of Aunt Gongsun, people are poisonous chestnuts with a sweet taste."

You're a little stingy, the rice crackers are mixed with a layer of poison, which is not strong enough! ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about!"

The woman frowned and said: "The old body is a small business and serious business, the family of four is waiting for me to make money to support the family, you seem to be the son of a big family, why bother me with the old woman on the street?" ”

At this time, passers-by gathered on both sides of the street, and everyone opened their mouths.

"Young man, this princess has been selling rice crackers in the city for decades, and she is not a bad person."

"That's right, you said that her rice crackers are poisonous, can we not know if they are poisonous or not, I have eaten them for more than ten years, if they are poisonous, can I still live until now?"

"That's right, yes, if you think it's poisonous, I'll give you a look!"

One of the old men raised his hand and took out a piece of rice cracker from the woman's oven, chewed and swallowed it.

"Look, I'm not alive! It's understandable that you don't like the taste of this rice cake, but just because you don't like it, you can't say that other people's cakes are poisonous, right? ”

Song Xuan watched this scene quietly, and did not speak until the old man had eaten the rice crackers thoroughly.

"This rice cake, it's okay if you eat it, and it's okay for others to eat it, but it's poisonous when I eat it."

As he spoke, he stared at the woman, his face turned cold, and there was murderous intent in his eyes, "So, this aunt, you have an opinion about me!" ”

Feeling the killing intent that seemed to be like substance enveloping her, the woman's face finally changed drastically, and she jumped up from the stall and was about to jump into the attic on the side of the street to escape from here.

Even the poison she carefully developed can't be poisoned, and this person's strength is definitely not something she can compete with!

But as soon as her body jumped into the air, she felt a burning breath coming from her neck, and in the next moment, she stiffened, and her whole body was thrown to the ground uncontrollably by the neck.

Rolling on the ground, the woman stared at Song Xuan with some horror, and cold sweat appeared on her face.

It's too strong, the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, although she has lived like an ordinary person in this small county for many years, but her innate cultivation is real.

But as a result, in the face of this young man in black, he was as weak as a cub, and his innate true qi was cut off in an instant, and he couldn't resist at all.

Song Xuan looked around, and the people who were originally gossiping to defend the woman retreated to the sides one by one at this moment, staring at him with fear and jealousy.

Song Xuan ignored them, but stepped forward and looked at the woman condescendingly, "Although I know that I can't ask anything, my son still wants to ask, this aunt, why do you want to kill me?" ”

The woman wiped her cold sweat, "Do you need a reason to kill people in this world?" ”

"Don't you need it?"

"Do you need it?"

"But what does this son want a reason?"

"If you have to have a reason......," the woman looked up at him, "to blame, then to blame you for being so good-looking!" With such a beautiful face, God knows how many women will be fascinated by you.

Only by killing you can more girls be saved from the scourge. ”

Song Xuan frowned, "Do you really think so?" ”

"What's wrong with the old body thinking like this?"

Song Xuan stared at her for a long time, and originally wanted to ask him about Xuan Yiwei's disappearance, but now he suddenly lost his mood.

With a wave of his hand, the invisible energy collapsed like a mountain, and the woman's body shattered with a thud, and the streets were covered with blood.

Song Xuan raised his hand to dispel the blood mist, and secretly said bad luck in his heart.

Made, in this feudal era, in this high-martial arts world, when you go out in a circle, you can even meet a boxer.

On the streets, the atmosphere is a little stagnant.

But soon, the previous enthusiasm was restored again.

The hawkers' shouts, bargains, and pedestrians' playful laughter came and went, as if nothing had just happened, as if no one had ever died.

Song Xuan raised his hand and pointed to the old man who had eaten a piece of rice cracker just now, and at this time the old man was carrying a bundle of firewood and preparing to sell it.

"Old man, are you going to leave?"

The old man paused, turned around a little stiffly, and looked a little nervous, "Childe, it's the princess who wants to hurt you, the old man doesn't have bad intentions!" ”

Song Xuan smiled gently: "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you!" But there are some things that need to be asked of you. ”

"Childe, please speak!" The old man's body was a little lower, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

"A few days ago, a team of Xuanyi guards passed through here, can this happen?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, and was about to shirk his ignorance, but when he saw Song Xuan's indifferent eyes out of the corner of his eye, he immediately shook his body and shook his spirit.

"Yes! On that day, the old man happened to finish selling firewood and was about to leave the city, when he happened to see a team of Xuanyi guards riding into the city. ”

"What's next?"

"No follow-up!" The old man said sincerely: "We ordinary people who are masters in martial arts can't afford to mess with us, and we can't afford to mess with Xuanyiwei."

After that, I hurried out of the city and went home, how dare I stay and meddle in my business. ”