Chapter 8: Halfway Kill
After walking for a while, Xing Tian finally found a rather ordinary restaurant. At this time, there were already many people eating and drinking in the restaurant, but only one shopkeeper was busy inside.
"What do you want to eat?"
Seeing Xing Tian's arrival, the shopkeeper did not look down on Xing Tian in the slightest, but was relatively enthusiastic. After all, in his opinion, who has already read countless people, Xing Tian, who is dressed like this, is the first time to go out to practice, and this kind of guest is often relatively generous.
Xing Tian randomly found a place by the window and sat down, slightly in a trance. First, he threw a silver coin and asked the shopkeeper to order food at will, and then sat there in a daze.
The noisy sounds around him made him frown at a young age, and Xing Tian, who rarely went out, couldn't accept such a hot environment for a while.
Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and the aroma of the meal brought him back to his senses. Looking at the slightly delicious food on the table, Xing Tian temporarily put aside his apprehension and began to concentrate on fighting the food in front of him.
I don't know what happened to those two guys now? Xing Tian silently thought that he should become stronger than before. Compared to him, the two of them did have an extremely fast cultivation speed. However, it is unknown who the two of them are and where they are. Xing Tian also came to this camp with a fluke mentality, to see if he could meet these two childhood friends. After all, they are not only childhood friends, but also brothers with different surnames who share the same bloodline. If the two of them are here, they can also feel relatively relieved.
After eating lunch and putting away this cowardly thought, Xing Tian was going to enter the Warcraft Forest to experience today. After all, I just came to try my luck and see if I could find two brothers who had already arrived and didn't know where they were now. But it is impossible to delay his cultivation because of these trivial matters, after all, the mountain that is stuck in front of his martial arts path does not know how to solve it.
Because the Qiankun bag was inconvenient to show people, Xing Tian bought a little food and medicine and put it in the package to hide people's eyes. The giant battle axe is still more eye-catching, after all, there are many immortal cultivators here, and few people use such a giant weapon. After leaving the camp called the "Forest Outpost" and walking nearly ten miles or so to the north, it was considered to have entered the edge of the Warcraft Forest.
"Okay, if there's anything, just come out and say it. Xing Tian suddenly stood still and said lightly.
I saw a gust of wind blowing, and a few fallen leaves fell. No one was seen.
"Do you want me to ask you to come out?" Xing Tian's voice grew cold.
"Whoosh!" Xing Tian replied with the sound of an arrow breaking through the air.
Xing Tian tilted his head slightly, avoiding the arrow, but the cold glint in his eyes was even better. I've long heard that the Warcraft Forest is not an easy place, but I never expected to encounter interception as soon as I stepped into the periphery.
However, Xing Tian didn't take the battle axe in his hand, and judging from his perception, the three people who followed him were two in the middle stage of qi refining, and one person was in the late stage of qi refining, so there was nothing to be afraid of at all.
This kind of weak monk is generally looking for some herbs in the area around the edge of the Warcraft Forest, and bullying some low-level Warcraft to earn corresponding living expenses. This time, it may be that Xing Tian is not very old, and he has no experience in going out, and there are no guards to follow. Thinking that he was the son of a small rich man's family, he thought about making a crooked fortune. I didn't expect to be discovered by Xing Tian, so I made the first move.
"Tut~, I didn't see it. Although it has not yet reached the Qi refining period, its perception is not weak. If it weren't for you, who were fifteen or sixteen years old, we would really think that some master was going to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. The middle-aged man in the late stage of Qi refining among the three sneered: "But since we have discovered our brother, then I can't let you go back alive, and it will save you a few troubles, are you right?"