Cong Yixian said: "Don't you think about it!"

Zhan Kun's voice sneered: "You don't want to give it, don't you?" As soon as the words fell, an evil ghost grabbed Cong Yixian's right leg, picked him upside down, and stabbed his pipa bone with one finger, Cong Yixian was in severe pain and roared loudly.

Zhan Kun sneered: "How?"

Cong Yixian was very stubborn and shouted, "Don't you think!" The evil ghost pierced the pipa bone on the other side of him, but he still refused to give in, and his two leg bones were also broken, and he fainted in pain.

When he woke up, it was already the early morning of the next day, and with a little exertion, there was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and he couldn't move his hands and legs, just like a disabled person.

I heard Zhan Kun laugh and said, "If it weren't for the old man's injury getting better, you would have eaten the vultures a long time ago." ”

Cong Yixian looked up at him, only to see him smiling and opening his eyes, not like last night with his eyes closed and expressionless. And Cong Yixian had two vulture corpses lying on his body, and he wanted to come to the vultures to treat him as a dead corpse and come to peck at him, but he was beaten to death by Zhan Kun.

Cong Yixian said: "Why do you want to save me?"

Zhan Kun was able to open his mouth to speak, and said: "Although you don't really want to help the old man, after all, you still used your strength to kill those three stinky thieves, and the old man will repay you if he accepts your favor." ”

Cong Yixian looked at the corpses of the three people sent by the Emperor's Society, and felt guilty in his heart: "I'm sorry, I'm very stupid, I fell for the enemy's tricks by mistake and killed the lives of the three of you." ”

Although he was carrying medicine, he couldn't move and couldn't treat his injuries, thinking that he would have to wait for Zhankun to heal and see how he could get rid of himself.

Zhan Kun pursed his lips and whistled, and a fierce force came out, hitting a vulture corpse on the ground, this time the force was very clever, the corpse flew towards him, Zhan Kun opened his mouth, bit the corpse, and ate it cleanly with feathers.

He licked the bird blood on the side of his mouth, pursed his lips and whistled, flicked a dead vulture into Cong Yixian's mouth, and said, "Eat." ”

Although the Spirit Clan eats raw meat, Cong Yixian has been in the Central Plains for several years and has been accustomed to eating cooked food, not to mention the fishy smell of this dead vulture, how can he eat it?

Zhan Kun saw that he didn't eat, and he didn't say much, so he closed his eyes and exercised at the moment.

The sun rises in the east, moves slowly, and reaches the middle of the heavens. Cong Yixian growled with hunger, and thought, "If it is at night, this meat will be even more inedible." "I had no choice but to use my teeth to remove the feathers and eat some meat. That night, still eating the dead meat of the vultures.

The next day, Zhan Kun was healing his wounds, suddenly opened his eyes, and said, "Someone is coming." ”

Cong Yixian listened attentively, but did not hear the human voice, and asked casually, "What?"

Zhan Kun said: "It doesn't matter, it's a group of rural villagers who don't know martial arts. He closed his eyes again.

After a long time, Cong Yixian faintly heard a chaotic footsteps, it seemed that there were quite a few people, and they were rushing here.

After a while, a stout man came here, Cong Yixian looked at him with four eyes, and the man shouted: "Hey, find it, this dead man is here!"

Villagers came one after another, and two people arrived, saw Cong Yixian, and scolded: "The dog thief who killed a thousand knives, you should die!" It was the man with tumor and the thin man in the deep mountain village.

It turned out that they entangled the villagers, looking for the enemy who killed their father, and they planned to search the vulture beach, if there was no whereabouts of Cong Yixian, they would stop, but the thing was so coincidental, the road was narrow, and the two sides met here.

One person squeezed into the crowd, it was the old lady, she saw Cong Yixian, her teeth were clenched, and her two small eyes emitted a light of hatred, as if she might rush forward at any time and bite Cong Yixian's throat.

The man with the tumor said: "Mother, the enemy is here, you take it upon yourself to avenge your father." ”

The old lady nodded, pulled out a pair of scissors from her waist, walked slowly to Cong Yixian, and said viciously: "Look how I cut you piece by piece!"

Coming to Cong Yixian, he raised the scissors high, and was about to stab down, when a strong wind blew in his face, pushing the old lady out. The man with the tumor and the thin man hurriedly went to pick it up, but they still couldn't resist the momentum, and the mother and son fell to the ground together.

The man with the tumor got up from the ground, shovel in hand, looked around, and shouted, "What a man! Don't pretend to be a ghost!"

I heard a voice say: "Don't be verbose, let Lao Tzu get out!" It was Zhankun's voice that clearly reached everyone's ears.

The villagers also saw the three corpses next to them and Zhan Kun who was sitting cross-legged and motionless, but they all said that they had all died, and they didn't care, they heard Zhan Kun speak, and their eyes focused on him.

The thin man pulled out his firewood knife, glared at him and shouted, "What are you! You're not dead yet, are you?

He heard a pop, a hole in his heart, and a bloody arrow shot out of his back.

Because he had his back to the villagers, the villagers didn't see what method Zhankun used to kill people, so they were shocked and took more than a dozen steps back.

The old lady lost her husband and then her son, and she was filled with grief and indignation, and her anger rushed to her head, shouting, "Kill, shoot them with arrows, and smash them with knives and shovels!" snatched the kitchen knife from the hand of one of the people beside her, and threw it at Zhankun violently.

Some of the villagers fired bows and arrows, some threw stones, and some fired swords, guns and iron weapons, attacking the two like dense rain.

The old lady and the man with tumors in front of him were unprepared, and several knives, guns and arrows were hit on the head and body, and the villagers standing in front also suffered from it and died with screams.

When they saw this, they were frightened, shouted, turned and fled.

Zhankun used his true qi, and the nearby stones flew up and gathered on him, and when his body was completely wrapped in stones, the true qi suddenly released, and the stones shot out, hitting the villagers a few feet away.

"Oops!" "Ahh

Zhan Kun lucked his true qi again, this time three stones were absorbed by him, and when he exhaled again, three stones shot out, killing three villagers ten zhang away. Dozens of villagers, not a single survivor.

Zhan Kun sighed: "If the old man recovers from his injuries, he will take care of them in the first round of stones just now, why do it a second time?"

Cong Yixian looked at the corpses all over the place, and said in a lost voice: "You, you killed them all?"

Zhan Kun smiled slightly and said, "If I don't kill them, they will kill you, you say, should they kill them?"

Cong Yixian was speechless.

After a while, Zhan Kun said again: "Actually, it's okay, they sent free food to the door, and they ate all the vultures, so they had to come to satisfy their hunger." ”

Cong Yixian couldn't help but be shocked when he heard what he meant to eat human flesh. Fortunately, there were many dead vultures around, enough for two people to eat, and after six days, no one passed by.