Jing Han entered the city, the whole person was in a trance, he didn't know where to go, he was confused, like a lonely ghost, busy wandering the streets aimlessly.

As I walked, I accidentally bumped into a person.

"Blind dog thing!"

The other party is a young boy, oily head and pink face, brocade clothes, after being knocked and staggered, fortunately, the two servants on the left and right were clever, and they quickly held it up, so as to avoid falling, at this time they stared and scolded, and angrily raised their feet and kicked out.

Jing Han was already distracted, where to pay attention to this kick, he suddenly snorted, covered his lower abdomen and fell to his knees.

"A cheap thing that doesn't have long eyes, dare to hit the master, and beat me to death!" After Brother Gongzi kicked him, he felt that he was still angry, and instructed the two servants on the left and right to go up and do it.

The two servants were originally dogs and people, and after seeing that Jing Han's clothes did not look like those of a rich and noble family, they immediately went up and punched and kicked Jing Han.

Jing Han was knocked to the ground, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, the boy stopped the two servants, stepped forward, leaned over to look at Jing Han, and then scolded: "It's really unlucky! I met this unlucky ghost early in the morning, phew!"

Jing Han raised his eyelids with difficulty, and only then did he see clearly that the boy in front of him was an acquaintance.

This person's name is Zhao Qing, the son of the richest man in Zhenzhou City, who has bullied men and women since he was a child, and is a complete second ancestor.

Jing Han's perception of this person is very bad, the reason is that his family has a piece of ancestral heirloom jade, which is said to be worth a thousand gold, this news was heard by this person for some reason, so he coveted it, and wanted to buy it with 300 gold, after he refused, he was even more ill-intentioned, and repeatedly and four times in front of people to speak disrespectfully and insult him, and even bribed the officials of the Academy of Literature to suppress his reputation.

Helplessly, others speak softly, and they can't help each other at all.

At this time, Zhao Qing stepped on Jing Han's face with the sole of his shoe and said with a smile: "God has finally opened his eyes, let you, a poor sour, fall into the hands of the master today, hehehe, if the master doesn't treat you well, I can't live up to God's kindness!"

"Break his legs for me!"

"Yes, young master!"

The two house slaves smiled sinisterly and were about to go up and do it.

"Wait!"

Jing Han suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Zhao Qing, haven't you always wanted my family's heirloom jade? If you let me go, I'll go home and give it to you immediately!"

Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows, moved, raised his hand to stop the servant, squinted his eyes and said, "Is this true?"

Jing Han smiled bitterly: "How dare I deceive you." ”

"Good!"

Zhao Qing laughed: "You don't dare!"

Jing Han shook his feet and said, "I'll go home and send the family heirloom treasure jade." ”

Zhao Qing snorted coldly: "Master's things, Master take them by himself, and lead the way ahead!"

Jing Han nodded again and again, took heavy steps, and staggered home.

Neither Zhao Qing nor the two house slaves noticed the coldness that flashed in Jing Han's eyes.

However, when the four of them left, a short and fat middle-aged man came out of a restaurant on the side of the street, looked at the back of the four of them, and muttered in a low voice: "That Xiucai has such a strong demonic aura, it's strange, the Three Realms Mountain has not been opened at that time, how can the monster appear here......"

So saying, he followed slowly.

......

Before the short and fat middle-aged man walked into the muddy alley, he saw two people rushing out of it in a panic, one shouting "kill someone" and the other shouting "Official, come soon".

"Aren't these the two servants beside that Gongzi brother before?"

The short and fat middle-aged man was startled, realized that something might have happened, and hurriedly quickened his pace and walked into the mud alley.

Almost at the innermost part of the mud alley, the firewood door of a family's small courtyard was open, and a bloody smell wafted out from it.

His heart sank, could it be that he was haunted by evil?

His brows furrowed slightly, his eyes suddenly flashed with gold, and a mountain-like aura suddenly poured out of his body, and the robe on his body was windless.

The next moment, everything became transparent as far as his gaze passed.

I saw that in the small courtyard of the house where the firewood door was open, Brother Gongzi was lying upright on the ground, with a pair of scissors stuck in his chest, and half of his body was stained red with red blood, and he seemed to be no longer breathing.

Xiucai, who had a demonic aura on his body, was lying next to him, retching constantly, his face was as pale as white paper.

The short and fat middle-aged man snorted coldly, moved into the small courtyard, and shouted coldly: "As a scholar, you are willing to be a monster puppet, a tiger and a tiger, and kill innocent lives, what crime should you be guilty of?"

Jing Han, who was almost mentally broken because of the first killing, was like a slap in the face, and his whole body shook violently, a chill was cold from head to toe, and his blurry eyes suddenly showed clarity.

"Did I kill someone? no! no—"

He looked at Zhao Qing's corpse, screamed in horror, and crawled backwards.

The short and fat middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his hand and slapped it towards Jing Han's Tianling Gai.

Jing Han didn't react, still immersed in the earth-shattering fear of killing, completely unaware that the other party's palm slapped him, he would turn into ashes.

Suddenly, a cloud of white light flew out of his chest, like a white flame, shooting towards the short and fat middle-aged man.

It's fast, it's lightning fast, it's lightning fast.

The short and fat middle-aged man was taken aback, and the palm that slapped at Jing Han Tianlinggai suddenly changed direction, turned into a knife, and slashed at the white light with incomparable precision.

I only heard a bang, and the white light exploded, turning into starlight, enveloping the frightened Jing Han, rushing into the sky, and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The short and fat middle-aged man was shocked back a few steps, his face was gloomy, and then he flicked his sleeves and sacrificed a flying sword, and the whole body burst into the air with blazing flames.

The next moment, the people of the entire Zhenzhou City heard a burst of rolling thunder passing through the sky.

Just when the people of Zhenzhou City thought that God would rain heavily again, the thunder stopped abruptly, and the inexplicable dark clouds in the sky drifted to the northern suburbs of the city, which had the meaning of seeing the sun.

It's just that the people of Zhenzhou City didn't notice that when the dark clouds drifted away, a red light flew out of the clouds and fell into a small courtyard in the city.

The flying sword entered his sleeve, and the short and fat middle-aged man shook his whole body, and his face turned slightly pale.

"It's also in the late stage of the Dan Realm! I want to see who the demon is. ”

As soon as the words fell, he rose into the air, and his whole person turned into a wisp of red light, sweeping towards the north of the city.

It wasn't until after a stick of incense that a group of officers and soldiers surrounded a wealthy middle-aged man from outside the mud alley, and when they saw the corpse lying in the small courtyard, another cry came out, and what shocked the people present even more was that the deceased's heart was gouged out.

"My son, you died so miserably, my father will not let go of your murderer!"

The rich middle-aged man cried and gritted his teeth and shouted, "Give me the whole city to search for Jing Han!"