The blood was exhausted, the blood knife was still insufficient, and it kept making a thirsty sound.

A crazy grin appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, and he looked down at the bloody knife in his hand, as if he understood its desire, and then turned his gaze to the town again.

The town is not big and peaceful. Most of the people here are industrious, living by the business of merchants and travelers, and although they live with little food all day long, they are also content.

The child felt that he had walked a long way, and it took a lot of effort to find a roast chicken restaurant in this small town.

Looking at the last roast chicken, his heart suddenly tightened again, and his eyes were full of panic, as if someone was robbing him.

"Boss, sell me this roast chicken!" he kept jumping, pointing his finger at the roast chicken and shouting.

"This chicken is a gold coin, do you have it?" the boss was a middle-aged fat man, and his roast chicken, which was almost oily and watery, formed a stark response to this.

"So expensive?" a gold coin was not much for him, but he knew that a roast chicken was not worth that much money, "Hmph, don't look at me as small, you will bully me for being ignorant!" he said angrily, "Master and I have been selling roast chicken for six whole years. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out six fingers to gesticulate, a scene that directly amused the roast chicken boss, who touched his head with his oily hands, but he was nimble enough to dodge it.

"Sell it to me!" he urged, as he spotted a man in the rain hurrying towards him.

The man was not a good man at first glance, wearing a black cloak, wrapping his whole body, like a debtor, looking very embarrassed.

The man was a young man with rain on his face. He glanced at the child playfully, and then said loudly to the boss, "Boss, I want this roast chicken!"

"Hmph, I came first!" the child argued, looking up at the young man as if to say, "If you dare to rob me, I'll beat you!"

The young man looked at him with a grin, then showed a playful expression, and said, "You little brat, not as big as a monkey, can you finish this roast chicken?"

"Hmph, I still have Master. He said solemnly, "My master can eat ten, and this one is only enough for us to stuff between our teeth." ”

The young man looked at him, the smile on his face gradually froze, and a trace of hesitation flashed by, and suddenly said to the child, "Your master is dead!"

"Bah, you bastard!" the child immediately rushed up and kicked the young man hard, "You dare to curse my master, I will kill you, bastard!"

But the next moment, his little face immediately twisted, hugged his little feet, and grinned with his teeth, obviously the kick just now hurt him.

He looked at the young man with resentment in his eyes, and his heart was full of grievances. He is in the realm of concentrating on the gods, how can ordinary people hurt him? He has always been the only one who beats people.

"You wait, I'll call me Master now!" he took a few steps, turned back, and threw a gold coin to the boss domineeringly. "Roast chicken for me!" he threatened.

The boss had no choice but to give him the roast chicken, and the other side kept making amends to the young man.

"Forget it, it's just a roast chicken, and this sect won't have anything to do with you!" the young man said lightly, but he looked at the child's back with interest. "I really have the courage of this sect back then, and I can actually reach the realm of gathering gods at such a young age, my talent is extraordinary!"

The young man sighed, but the boss was already dumbfounded, lost half of his soul, and counted in a low voice with his fingers: "Condensing the veins, concentrating the spirit, protecting the body, Parkway, fake qi...... Ahh......h It's a grandmaster!"

The boss suddenly blushed and said, "My lord, please wait a while, the villain will go to make a roast chicken, which is guaranteed to be the most tender chicken, the most fragrant sauce, and the best exclusive ancestral secret recipe!"

The young man glanced at him with disdain, and only said, "I don't see that your honest appearance is like this...... Alas......"

Watching this distinguished guest leave, the boss was stunned.

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On the edge of the town, the child's weak body trembled constantly, watching the terrible scene.

The corpses everywhere, the blood seemed to have life, like a bright red poisonous snake, constantly twisting and swaying, converging somewhere.

At the end of the blood, there was a knife that hung straight up, emitting a blood-colored halo that absorbed all the blood, and the more blood gathered, the stronger the halo became.

A grim man on the hilt of the knife was locking on him with a cold gaze.

"The kid is good, he can even reach the realm of concentration of gods!" said the grim man, "It's a pity that my Blood Knife is really hungry today, otherwise I can bring you back to the Blood Knife Sect to cultivate well." ”

The child was not stupid, he knew that something bad was going to happen next, and his weak legs struggled hard for a moment and took a step back.

"Master, where are you, come and save me, there's a big villain here!" he cried out hoarsely, perhaps out of fear, the roast chicken clutched tighter, and his fingers pierced straight in.

However, his master did not appear as I had before, and for a long time he was left alone, facing this terrible demon alone.

"Big bad, woo, don't come here!" he cried out in despair.

"Hehe, I like the cry of a child, it's even more beautiful than a woman's voice!" the grim man's eyes widened, and his face was full of enjoyment.

The child didn't understand what the woman's voice was about, but he understood that the expression on the grim man's face was terrible. He turned and ran, but he was stuck in the muddy water, and the cold rain seemed to be poisonous, so that he could not get up again.

The Blood Knife moved and came above him, and a terrifying force enveloped him, and he suddenly felt countless chains from hell pierce through his flesh and skin, making him unable to move again.

However, just as the blood knife began to suck the child's blood, a very sonorous scolding sound was heard not far away.

The voice only said: "Slut!"

The cold man was disdainful, but he found that as soon as the scolding fell, a figure had appeared not far away, only three feet away from him.

This person is the young man who didn't buy the roast chicken just now.

As soon as this person appeared, the Blood Knife let out an extremely excited trembling sound.

The grim man of the Blood Knife Gate frowned suddenly, and immediately showed an excited expression, looking at the young man in a black cloak. "Yes, it can make my blood knife so desired, your blood must be of the highest quality!"

"It's top?!" The young man clasped his nostrils with his fingers, looked at the man from the Blood Knife Gate, and looked a little dissatisfied, "Your Blood Knife really doesn't know the goods, no matter what you say, this sect must be the best!"

"Okay, the deity likes your arrogance!" the Blood Knife Gate man shouted, "Just let my Blood Knife have a good meal!"

"You're disgusting!" said the young man.

"Come on. The bloody knife man couldn't help but say, and immediately held the bloody knife in his hand and slashed at the young man.

As soon as the blood knife came out, it seemed that the heavens and the earth had turned blood, and the rain that fell had also become a rain of blood. A knife fell, and the void was directly split into two halves.

"Tsk, it's the first time I've dealt with the Blood Knife Gate, but I'll be merciful......" The young man was not flustered at all in the face of the unbridled knife qi, and said calmly in the face of his figure: "Strive to keep your handsome!"