As the saying goes, looking at the mountain and running a dead horse, Chen Ziang stood on the top of the mountain and looked not far away, and when he ran to the place he saw, several hours had already passed, and it was almost dark.

The path near the woods was a mess, horseshoe prints were scattered within a hundred feet, a dozen corpses lay silently on the ground, and a broken carriage lay across the road.

"It's miserable!"

A figure jumped out of the woods, and Chen Zianglai, who was in tattered clothes, slowly came to the scene of the crime.

Although there were many dead, the scene was clean, and the blades and horses had long been scraped by the assailants, and only some scattered clothes on the carriage were thrown aside.

Stepping forward to pick up those clothes, Chen Ziang grinned.

It's a coincidence, there's really something for me!

I don't mind changing into a new outfit, although it's a little wide, but it doesn't matter if I roll up my sleeves.

"I got your clothes, and I put you back in the ground! Forget it, let's be cremated!"

Chen Ziang hugged his fists around, and wanted to dig a pit to bury some soil, but found that there was not even a piece of iron, so he had to find a fire fold from the corpse and prepare for cremation.

Half a sound later, a puff of smoke rose high into the air beside the road, and a crackling sound rang out in the flames from time to time.

More than a dozen corpses, along with their original clothes, turned into flames and burned violently.

Chen Ziang stood in place, a little dazed in his heart, and the whole person seemed to have lost his life goal and didn't know where to go.

When I returned to the Nanwang Mansion in Chen Guozhen, I was afraid that the Bibo Ancestor would come to the door after cleaning up the good law monk, and then he would affect his relatives.

As for going to the Great Qianvajra Sect, he was a little reluctant, with his control of his body, he could clearly feel that his physical body was growing all the time under the influence of that demon fetus.

What's more, will the monk refining the demon fetus waste his kung fu, will he force himself to shave his head?

As for the demon fetus in the body, it doesn't matter, anyway, there are still ten years to waste, maybe the next time I travel to a fairy world full of immortals, the problem will be easily solved?

"Da Da Da ......"

The sound of hurried horses' hooves came from afar, and Chen Ziang's ears moved, and he turned to look.

Two men in black suits rode horses, and one of them was carrying a long knife and his face was full of meat, and he didn't look like a good person.

"I said what's going on, it turns out that there is still a doll that is not dead!"

The big man on the horse opened his eyes, and the murderous intent was fully revealed, and he suddenly picked up the long knife behind his back, and drove the horse diagonally towards Chen Ziang.

Chen Ziang shook his head secretly, he was really careless, and he forgot that setting fire would attract others.

Stretching forward with one hand, he lightly rested on the long knife, lightly touched his feet, and his body floated backwards with the help of the other party's force.

The big man only felt that his hand was sinking, and the doll in front of him not only did not split in two, but also fell on his knife.

"It's weird!"

Shouting at his companion as a reminder, the big man suddenly withdrew his hand, pulled out his long knife upside down, and wanted to cut again. Chen Ziang's body followed closely behind, and one palm slowly imprinted on the opponent's chest.

"Drink!"

In the midst of the loud shouts, a fist the size of a pineapple had already smashed over.

With one hand, you can easily unload the force of the attack, and then counterattack the opponent with the strength to spit out.

"Click......"

The big man's arm suddenly folded, and the bloodstained stubble of Bai Sensen's bone bulged out from his elbow suddenly, and this scene was terrifying.

"Ah......h

Only half of the cry of pain came out, and the other half could no longer be heard, only to see a small fist imprinted directly on his throat.

"Phew!"

The man who followed immediately pulled the reins of the horse, turned around and left without looking, although the opposite side was just a doll, but the moment of the hand-to-hand fight let his companion die, his martial arts were not as good as his companion, and he stepped forward to find death.

"Woo......"

A long knife cut through a straight line, instantly sinking into the back of the man who was trying to escape, directly piercing his body, and throwing him off the horse.

"It's so easy to run. ”

Chen Ziang landed lightly and stepped forward to hold the horse that was parked in place.

"It's a good horse, and it looks like it can be exchanged for a lot of money. ”

After speaking, he lifted the two corpses and threw them to the fire, clapped his hands, and Chen Ziang's face was relaxed.

For him, killing two people is really trivial.

"I am a kind person, take one of your clothes, not only collect your corpses, but also let your two enemies bury you. ”

"Huh, is there an end?"

Before the words fell, the sound of footsteps was heard again in the distance.

After a while, two people dressed as medicine farmers, an old man and a young man, appeared at the end of the road.

The older one was supposed to be in his forties, with a thin stature and a dark complexion, while the younger one was a girl of thirteen or fourteen, with two bright beads on her swarthy face turning back and forth.

Both of them were dressed in a hundred bags of linen clothes, with mango shoes on the bottoms, and each carrying a bamboo basket on their backs, and the bamboo baskets on their bodies were full of herbs, and they turned out to be two passing herb pickers.

Chen Ziang was stunned for a moment, and saw the two of them running over in a hurry.

"Daddy, it looks like there's a dead man here."

The girl's voice is crisp and pleasant, and it is very good.

"That's right! It seems that the Montenegrin thieves did it again, but this time it was strange that a doll was left dead. ”

The older man slowly walked up to Chen Ziang and looked curiously at him and the two healthy horses beside him.

Chen Ziang opened his mouth, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his voice choked up: "Uncle, everyone is dead!

As he spoke, he lay on the ground, screaming and crying loudly, the cry was so miserable that he smelled sad and listened to tears.

"Good boy, good boy. Don't be sad just yet! Do you have any other relatives?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were red, and he stepped forward and patted Chen Ziang's back, whispering relief.

Chen Ziang couldn't cry anymore, but he hurriedly shook his head when he heard the words.

"There's no one anymore, it's just me!"

I sued my father in my heart, and I have to do a full set of acts, and I can't stand you anymore.

"Poor boy!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "The hellish Black Mountain thief!

"Daddy, let the little brother live with us!"

The little girl's eyes were red and she stepped forward and pulled the middle-aged man's clothes.

"This ......"

"Okay, okay?"

The coquettish voice continued, and the middle-aged man finally sighed and said, "Okay, anyway, I still lack an apprentice in this medical hall, so let him live with us." ”

After a long time, Chen Ziang on the ground finally stopped crying, and under the persuasion of the middle-aged man, he saluted the ashes, and hurriedly walked into the distance.

After all, there is no guarantee that the wicked will not return.

"Little brother, the place we live in is called Sanshui Town, and there are several martial arts halls in the town, and the owners of two of them are masters of cultivating true qi! ”

The girl's name is Qi Ning, and her name is very good, but she is a little talkative, but it is just right for Chen Ziang to listen to the news.

"The ...... who cultivates true qi Big master?"

"yes!

Qi Ning raised his head triumphantly.

Chen Ziang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that his understanding of the world was too poor.

In this world, the people who have entered the Tao are not visible, and the people of the world only hear their names, but do not see their people. The innate master is already the top person in the rivers and lakes, like Chen Ziang's grandfather, who almost single-handedly defeated half of the Chen country, but he is only a person at the peak of the congenital.

The blood Shura Xie Yingdeng, who is rampant in various countries, is just a congenital!

Qi refining people are the mainstream of this world, and most of the heads of the major Jianghu sects are only people at the stage of Qi refining, so a person can practice true qi, even in the early stage, in some small places, he can indeed be called a master.

The others are not like themselves, the people who have been wandering in front of them recently are all congenital, and even the immortal characters who can enter and exit the Qing Ming have seen two.

"In this case, are you a little master?"

Chen Zi looked up at the sky, silent, he unknowingly became a master!