In fact, these hooligans are really worried.

Whether it is Zhou Cheng or the inexplicable "senior sister", they will not care about the life or death of such a so-called Kangda boss.

Zhou Cheng was because he didn't like this Kangda boss, but the palace "senior sister" was really uninterested.

In the eyes of the dustless "senior sister", Boss Kang is really no different from a wild dog, and he is dirty when he pinches him to death, so how could he go out of his way to chase and kill him.

Of course, if he insists on taking the initiative to provoke it to the death, it is another problem.

After Zhou Chengxiao revealed a strange and terrifying spell, the arrogance of the hooligans suddenly fell. Seeing that the hooligan who looked like a bird had a blue face, his eyes were rolling prominently on the ground, and he was about to strangle himself to death, but when everyone couldn't pull it away, the middle-aged man led by him couldn't help but stand up and bow his head and soften.

If it drags on, the guy is dead. Not only will it make a group of supporters who have gathered with great difficulty disheartened, but also worry about whether the terrifying mage in front of him will be angry with him.

"That, that master, if you have something to say, let's talk about it, it's my brother's mistake. Don't take it to heart, and spare him for a while, what conditions do you have, we will do what you can do. If there is a next time, we will cook it ourselves. You have a lot of adults, and you raise your noble hand, but he is also too worried about the whereabouts of his boss. The middle-aged man bowed down and begged for mercy in a low posture.

Of course, this is not only for Zhou Cheng to see, but also for his brothers behind him.

"What do you think?" Zhou Cheng didn't care about the perception of this group of gangsters, nor did he care about the problem of offending them. However, Old Man Wang is still doing business in this county, and he has to make a living here, so it is not a good thing to offend such a group of people. Zhou Cheng has his own things to do, so he can't help Old Man Wang look after the store every day, right?

Therefore, Zhou Cheng simply sent a personal favor to Old Man Wang, and he did not pay for it. Anyway, Zhou Cheng didn't really plan to kill.

"Forget it, they are also worried about their boss, your boss has a lot, forget it this time!" "Old man Wang is so smart!

"Let's accumulate more virtue in the future! Good words, three winters, warm words, hurtful people, and cold in June. Speak sven, live a long life!" Zhou Changcheng sighed and admonished, and then flicked the middle finger of his right hand lightly. The guy, who was already struggling on the verge of death, immediately let go of his hands. Like a dehydrated fish, gulping down fresh oxygen. Presumably, with today's experience, this guy's arrogant personality will be much better!

That's actually a good thing for him!

Zhou Cheng was not interested in dealing with these people, and after instructing Old Man Wang to leave as soon as it was dawn, he walked into the darkness of the mountains alone.

There are so many things going on today, and it's too incredible. Zhou Cheng couldn't figure out who that palace woman was.

She said that she was a senior sister, how stupid should Zhou Cheng be to believe it?

This woman has an obvious evil aura in her, and her behavior is too unscrupulous. No matter how you don't look at it, it doesn't look like an authentic Xuanmen monk.

Cultivators are not without bohemian games. But that's just a game, not a real one.

After all, the way of cultivation pays attention to quiet and inaction, and there are no waves in ancient wells. is the only way to face the demons in the face of the waves.

But the evil spirit that Zhou Cheng felt in that palace costume "senior sister" was real.

There is also that serious cultivator who will practice the art of charm. The human race is also a fox race, and Zhou Cheng doesn't remember that Xuanguangguan still has a method for cultivating the art of charm!

And why was she suppressed there? Who suppressed it? That posture was obviously used to suppress the big devil or the powerful demons and monsters. And it's not something that ordinary people can arrange.

Zhou Cheng's mind was very confused, and after walking out of the village, he immediately got up with his sword and flew towards a deserted mountain not far away.

The breeze and the moon are bright, and the night forest is hilly. Zhou Chengduan sat on the top of the mountain, but found that he couldn't calm down.

What happened to the little black cat? What is that palace woman doing again? Why does she call herself a senior sister?

Although Zhou Cheng had never seen his senior sister, he had heard the old man's introduction! Zhou Cheng had the impression that his senior sister was an authentic cultivator who could no longer be upright, how could it be like this?

Zhou Cheng felt that these were about to become his own demons, so much so that now he couldn't even settle into pranayama for a short time. As soon as you see it, it is the scream of the little black cat, and at the first glance, it is the smile and every move of the strange palace woman.

Only then did Zhou Cheng know how wrong he was to escape today, and how troublesome today's matter was for him!

If this matter is not over, his path will really be finished.

The moonlight is like water, and the mountains and forests are quiet. Zhou Cheng, who couldn't meditate, broke off the weeds around him and began to knot them one after another.

This is called yarrow divination, and Zhou Cheng is calculating his future.

In other words, Zhou Cheng is hoping that God will give him a little courage and let him return there with hope, to face the eccentric woman and save his kitten.

At the same time, he also calmed his own demons and calmed his state of mind.

"Smack!" another green weed broke in Zhou Cheng's hand, and another divination ended in vain.

Fresh weeds are really not good material for divination, but isn't this a hexagram that is unpredictable and unpredictable?

Time passed little by little, and Zhou Cheng turned into a grass killer and a grass slaughterer. Despite countless failures, Zhou Cheng is still there to fold the grass, knot, break, break the grass again, knot...

It was the first time that Zhou Cheng had so much patience and perseverance to sit on a fruitless matter. From the anger of breaking the grass stalks again and again, to the irritability after repeated fruitlessness again and again, and then the mechanical repetition, the divination is still unsuccessful. But Zhou Cheng's state of mind was still irritable, and he slowly calmed down surprisingly.

"One drink and one peck, isn't it determined by heaven, one advance and one retreat, there is cause and effect. Zhou Cheng, you can't escape, if you don't even have the courage to face it directly, how can you talk about cultivation, how can you talk about immortality? Even if you have escaped today, but there is no way to advance on the road, a hundred years later, will it not be the same dry bones and barren trees, and it will disappear?" Zhou Cheng stripped off the grass beside him one after another, until he couldn't pick it up, and when he stretched out his hand, he found that there were no suitable weeds around him, Zhou Cheng sighed and said to himself with a wry smile.

Zhou Cheng stood up again, just a simple standing, but there was tragedy and relief. It also brought the determination to move forward bravely.

Zhou Cheng figured it out, since there was no escape, why not fight for life and death? Act with the sky and practice against the sky. The road to cultivation is already bumpy, if you don't even have the courage, how can you move forward?

......

This is already the little black cat I don't know how many times I woke up, and then I was scared and fainted. The grievance in the heart of the poor little black cat made the cat's eyes full of tears.

The campfire was still burning, and the kitten was still immobile. The little black cat now understands that this female demon is just scaring herself, and he may not have any intention of eating her own at all!

But the little black cat sensed that she seemed to be waiting for someone!

Waiting for whom?

The little black cat was excited, and immediately remembered his shoveling officer-Zhou Cheng.

"Meow!" The little black cat struggled even more now, it turned out that this female devil didn't eat herself, she wanted to use herself to lure Zhou Cheng over!

How can this work? This female devil has bad intentions, has bad intentions, is ruthless, and is despicable and shameless!

The little black cat's struggle was obviously seen by the female devil, but she didn't look angry at all.

"Yo, you're smart, yes, you're much better than that stinky fox. But it's late, he's already here," the female devil blinked slightly, and said to the kitten with a smile.

Then the little black cat smelled a familiar breath and saw a familiar figure. As well as hearing a familiar voice.

"Who the hell are you?"