"I almost forgot about you......" The man stood calmly, the elegant aura on his body gradually faded, his eyes turned to Wu Ting's face, and suddenly he was as cold as a steel knife, and his voice was unhurried: "You just said, whose father is it?"

"Your mother's ......" Wu Ting had already vaguely guessed the cultivation of the man in front of him, but he couldn't believe that he was so unlucky, and after a scolding, he raised his other hand and slashed at the man's face again!

The next moment, Wu Ting's whole person was hit by a huge force and his legs were suspended in the air, he felt as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, a stream of bitter water spit out of his mouth, and when his legs touched the ground again, he was no longer able to support his body, and he knelt down in front of the man, lying on his back, like an old dog that had been drained of strength.

And the man looked at him coldly and said, "It was the second time just now." First he insulted his father, and then he insulted his mother. Say, "What sin are you to blame?"

His voice was not very loud, but when he said it, there was an indescribable majesty, and it was already intimidating for him to stand there and look at Wu Ting like an embarrassed wild dog.

The Rakshasa mask on Wu Ting's face had been skewed with the acid water he vomited from the blow just now, and the original fierce and vicious image now looked a little funny and miserable.

He took off the mask and threw it aside, and this action made his lower abdomen throb again, and he snorted, "I can't imagine that a master who has broken the Three Realms will bully a little shrimp like me." ”

The man sneered slightly: "What, you're not convinced?"

"If it were you, would you take it?" Wu Ting gritted his teeth and said, "Lao Tzu can't beat you, but if you don't rely on your family background to have this good cultivation, how can you win against me?"

The man shook his head and smiled a little disdainfully: "My cultivation does rely on my family background a little, but you don't have to provoke me with this, things like birth and status are not determined by man, but by heaven." I was born in a rich family, this is not something I can choose, let alone a mistake, princes and generals, the same rain and wind, the ups and downs of the world, who can say clearly?"

He looked at Wu Ting coldly and said: "But since you provoked me, with this result, you are also to blame, you don't have to pretend to be a good person, at least from the perspective of your hands, the blood on your hands is by no means small, if I don't have this body cultivation, I should die under your axe just now." If you want to kill me, will I have to meet you?"

Wu Ting's expression changed a few times, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, he gritted his teeth, knowing that it was impossible for him to escape from the man in front of him, it was better to die a heroic death, he raised his head, looked at the man and said: "Nonsense, kill if you want to, you don't have to pretend to be here." I planted it today, it's my bad luck, twenty years later, Lao Tzu is still a good man, and I have to kill you when the time comes!"

"Cruel words?" the man shook his head, "Unfortunately, no one has ever known about what happens after death, and no one can know about it. You go, I won't kill you. ”

"You...... Don't you kill me?" Wu Ting was stunned, and said suspiciously, "You're not lying to me, are you?" Hey, Lao Tzu has been rolling in the rivers and lakes for many years, don't think that I don't know, what promises are all! Maybe as soon as Lao Tzu turns his head, your killing move will come......"

The man laughed and said, "I killed you, and I still need you to turn your head?"

He put his eyes on Qin Ke, and then on Cai Yan, stopped for a few breaths, and said, "If it were another time, you would have already died." But with my dearest here today, I don't want her to see the blood on my hands, so you'd better leave before I change my mind, or you won't be able to do it and you'll regret it. ”

Wu Ting's eyes were solemn, and he looked at the man carefully, as if he wanted to find out a bit of hypocrisy from his expression, but after looking for a long time, he didn't feel that the man was lying to him.

Could it be that this guy really plans to let himself go?

No, this kind of noble man is chic in the city all day long, and he may not be able to go into battle once in his life, but he is afraid that he will not dare to kill people at all, so he will say these beautiful words and let himself go.

Thinking of this, Wu Ting gritted his teeth fiercely and stood up very shamefully, anyway, he was mixing in the rivers and lakes, so he didn't care about face.

It's a good thing for a man to have blood, but if he is full of blood and doesn't know that "a good man doesn't eat the loss in front of him", it is stupid.

After being a mountain bandit for so many years, he knows one thing very well: as long as people live, it is better than dead.

He arched his hand and snorted, "Don't expect me to thank you!"

Then he limped away from the other end of the alley with his lower abdomen in his lower abdomen - he was now churning with qi and blood in his body, and he had just fought with Qin Ke, he avoided Qin Ke's poke in his dantian, relying on his years of cultivation experience, but fighting with men, the gap between the realms was like a world of earth, and it was not easy to make up.

The man didn't care, he lost his identity. He walked closer to Qin Ke, looked up and down, and said, "This is ......"

"It's Qin Ke from the Mo family. Cai Yan replied first, and pulled Qin Ke behind her, like a hen guarding her cubs, "Qin Ke, this is my brother, his name is Cai Xiang." ”

Cai Xiang looked at Cai Yan with a smile and said, "What are you doing in your way, do I still want to harm him?"

"Then who knows. What if my dad tells you to beat up all the people I talked to and stop them from dealing with me again? Cai Yan rolled his eyes, in front of his brother, his voice was always a little willful, as if he was not the dashing and uninhibited talent just now, but just a little brother who wanted to ride on his brother's neck all day long...... It seems that there is still a little bit of a woman's coquettishness?

Qin Ke looked at Cai Yan's side face, thinking that from this angle, it was becoming more and more difficult to distinguish between male and female.

Cai Xiang smiled lightly: "Dad is not an unreasonable person, where is there such a terrible person you say, everyone who has spoken to you has been beaten again, then what kind of person has he become? What kind of person have I become? The Cai family must not be laughed at in Ding'an City?"

"This, little brother Qin, right. Cai Xiang looked at Qin Ke, his eyes first examined the plain cotton clothes on his body, but he felt that although this young man was not very well dressed, he had an aura dyed from the land of power, and he did not panic in the face of himself, his eyes were calm, as if he was in front of him, and he did not look very special.

He frowned slightly, and then set his gaze on the Bodhisattva sword in his hand.

"Little Brother Qin, I don't know if I can take a look at your sword?" Cai Xiang's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly asked softly.

Qin Ke glanced down at the Bodhisattva, and after hesitating for a while, he still shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, this is a family heirloom, and the family said that even if I die, I can't hand over this sword to others." ”

"Yes. "Since it comes to this, with Cai Xiang's identity, it is naturally not easy to force," Then there is no need, I just saw the Buddhist sentence engraved on the scabbard of this sword, and I was a little curious." In that case, can you ask what the name of this sword is?"

Qin Ke looked at Cai Xiang, this time he didn't refuse, Gao Changgong said, since the Bodhisattva sword changed its name, it has never appeared in front of the world, even if it is Jing Wu, only Zhuge Wanling and Huang Hansheng know that he has this sword, so it doesn't hurt to say it: "Sword name, Bodhisattva." ”

"Bodhisattva?" Cai Xiang looked at the scabbard from afar, didn't come up with anything, just smiled and said, "Good name." When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering...... Presumably, this sword was forged by a benevolent man. ”