After thinking for a while in bed, Xiang Tian forcibly supported his sick body and quietly left the grassland.

He realized that fearlessness is only exchanged for sacrifice.

He needs to find his own path to hegemony.

Heroes, dreams, eat!

Xiang Tian decided to leave this familiar and unfamiliar place, he took the Zhentian Sword on his back and went away.

Tired of walking, Xiang Tian sat down in a tea house.

In the teahouse, a begging child is being taught by a businessman-like person because he has stolen something.

"You little ghost, stealing at such a young age. If you don't learn well since you were a child, how can you get it when you grow up!Look at how Lao Tzu disciplines you for your parents!" The merchant picked up the horsewhip beside him and kept pumping it on the begging child.

"Please, please spare me this time! My grandfather is sick and hasn't eaten for a long time. Please spare me this time!" the little beggar kept kowtowing to the merchant.

When the merchant saw the little beggar pleading, instead of stopping, he became happier and happier.

Seeing the appearance of the little beggar's skin and flesh, many people in the tea house wanted to stop it, but no one dared to stand up.

The people on the rivers and lakes may be so hypocritical.

Xiang Tian looked at the people around him and shook his head coldly.

"Grandma, I'm not happy enough, you won't just die!?" the merchant kicked the little beggar who had fainted.

The merchant saw that the little beggar was still breathing, so he splashed the little beggar with a cup of tea.

"Ah!" the little beggar woke up.

"Child, I reward you for this cake, uncle. The merchant suddenly became kind: "However, you have to give me the jade pendant around your neck!"

It turned out that the merchant had taken a fancy to the little beggar's jade pendant in advance.

"No, it's the only thing my dad left me, I can't give it to you!" said the little beggar as he shrank back!

"Oh! I have to do it now. The merchant rushed up and began to snatch the little beggar's jade pendant.

After all, the little beggar is still young, where has he robbed the businessman, he can only cast his helpless eyes on the crowd who are drinking tea and watching the excitement.

"Why does this businessman still rob children's things? What a shame!" said one woman to the man next to her, who might have hoped that his man would help, but her man was indifferent.

"Isn't it just a baked cake, as for beating a child like this?" said another woman to her son, who was reading, and saw that her son was a learned man, but that her son had not looked up.

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Xiang Tian really couldn't stand it anymore, and slowly stepped forward, he decided to help.

After taking a closer look at the appearance of the little beggar, it turned out that this little beggar was the little beggar he met in Xuzhou City.

"Do you want me to kill him?" said to the little beggar, leaning down to the sky.

The little beggar also recognized Xiang Tian, and he nodded excitedly.

"Okay!" Xiang Tian pulled out the Zhentian sword, and pointed the sword at the merchant fiercely: "Golden light three kills, Qianliu!"

The white light flashed, and the merchant turned into a bloody man in the blink of an eye, and not a single skin on his body was intact, and his death was extremely terrifying.

The merchant is dead! Xiang Tian looked fiercely at the other people in the tea house, and the people in the tea house continued to drink tea with interest.

After forcibly performing the exercises to the sky, he coughed a few times, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

The little beggar originally wanted to care about Xiangtian, but Xiangtian's killing method was too scary, and the little beggar flinched.

"You go and get the jade pendant back. He motioned to heaven for the little beggar to find the jade pendant from the merchant's mush.

The little beggar was timid and did not dare to go.

Xiang Tian was furious: "I told you to go!

The little beggar began to cry.

No matter how the merchant beat him just now, the little beggar never shed a single tear, but now he was frightened and cried by Xiang Tian.

"Rubbish!" dragged the little beggar to the side of the pile of meat puree.