Since the Blood Slaughter chose to blow itself up, it was not intended to tell Han Hao the news of the Blood Massacre. It's not that Han Hao didn't have the idea of extorting confessions by torture, but this kind of recklessness in the rivers and lakes who practiced evil skills and was bent on burning jade and stones, was he still afraid of this pain of flesh and skin? It was better to end it with a knife as soon as possible, and drag it out in vain.

The little girl and the villagers watched Han Hao's fight with the blood slaughter from a distance, and they were extremely surprised in their hearts. In their impressions, Blood Slaughter was already the strongest person in the Annihilation Wind Empire, and this handsome offspring who didn't seem to have a stiff beard actually slaughtered Blood Slaughter?

Han Hao bent down and picked up the Blood Butcher Knife, the Blood Butcher Knife was really a good knife, but it actually had a little spirituality, instinctively repelling Han Hao. The qi on the knife was like a thin blade, cutting Han Hao's cuffs to pieces. Han Hao raised his breath to suppress it, and a bloodthirsty thought came from the knife again, trying to affect Han Hao's mind, but Han Hao was determined and was not controlled by it.

Han Hao muttered: "Sure enough, it's a good knife, it actually has such spirituality." "Open the baina pouch and put it in the bag.

Slowly walked to the corpse of the Blood Slaughter, touched the whole body of the Blood Slaughter, there was nothing, Han Hao was a little discouraged, this Quanzhou is so big, who knows where this Blood Slaughter hides the exercises? Han Hao's eyes wandered, but he stopped at an abnormal bulge on the right leg of the Blood Slaughter.

Taking out the dagger and cutting open Blood Tu's thigh, revealing a silver ring, Han Hao couldn't help but admire that Blood Tu actually hid the spatial ring in flesh and blood.

Unlike the monks who use the Baina Spirit Bag, the martial artist uses the Space Ring, because the Baina Spirit Bag can only be used with aura, while the space ring can be used regardless of the true aura of the aura.

The aura slowly seeped into the ring, and there was a space about the size of a zhang inside, with only a scroll and a piece of green crystal inside.

Han Hao took out the scroll, and the big red characters on the scroll poured the aura into it, and a stream of information slowly flowed into his brain. Han Hao knew something and was not interested in this blood slaughter skill, this exercise not only required great pain to practice, but also had to eat one person raw every day, it was extremely bloody, and there was also a risk of going mad, and the blood slaughter had strong self-control to not lose his mind.

Putting the exercises and blood butcher knife into his bag, Han Hao took out a first-grade Qi Rejuvenation Pill and took it. Although the blood slaughter skill is a chicken rib, it is also a second-grade exercise, and there is nothing wrong with carrying it on the body.

Lifting his anger and sweeping in front of the villagers, the villagers knelt down to thank Han Hao, and at the same time made a request: "Hero, thank you for saving us"

"Little fairy, my big cow was captured by the blood slaughter and went to gold mining, please save him. ”

"Benefactor, so is my Ah Huang. ”

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Han Hao was dizzy, and asked patiently, "Where is the gold mine?"

The villagers looked at each other, apparently not knowing, and the little girl said weakly: "I know, once I got lost and accidentally ran to the gold mine, but fortunately I didn't find me, so I ran back." ”

"Take me there. ”

The little girl ran west, and Han Hao hurriedly spoke out to stop her. Scratching his head, the magic sword has been broken, and he can't resist the sword anymore, so he can only be aggrieved.

Raising his hand, a door panel in the village flew over, Han Hao walked up with a black line on his face, beckoned to the little girl, the little girl timidly walked up to the door panel, standing behind Han Hao, Han Hao sighed in his heart, today can only be the door panel.

The little fat man looked hopeful, obviously wanted to go, Han Hao hurriedly waved his hand and refused, this guy is the weight of two people alone, Han Hao didn't dare to say that he could fly a pig with his remaining aura after the war.

Lifting her breath and rising into the air, she quickly swept westward, the little girl's body was obviously stiff, her muscles were tense, she was obviously afraid, the heavens and men fought for a while, and finally couldn't help but hug Han Hao.

The little girl was in the prime of her cardamom years, and Xiaohe showed her sharp corners and pressed against Han Hao's back, and her soft wrists were like an octopus tightly strangled Han Hao, for fear of falling. Han Hao coughed, his old face turned red, and there was a trend of animalization in a certain part.

The aura was released and gently broke away from the girl's arm, and said softly: "This door panel has my aura to suck your Yongquan acupoint, oh, that is, the center of your feet, you don't have to be afraid of falling." ”

The little girl whispered, and after a while said cowardly: "I pretended to be a thief and robbed you just now, do you blame me?"

Han Hao smiled heartily: "If I blame you, can you pick up the gold coins?"

The little girl stopped talking and silently enjoyed the scenery.

Without those softness in his waist, Han Hao couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart, a little sad. How many walls did I climb over when I was young? Alas, now that I'm old, I'm going to blush with excitement when I am hugged by a little girl.

How did the girl know what the guy in front of her was thinking, and said softly: "My name is Bai Ling, what's your name?"

"Han Hao. ”

"Oh", the little girl suddenly reminded "to the north".

Han Hao changed his direction and traveled north for about ten miles, and finally saw the location of the gold mine. This place is really good, surrounded by hills, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and easy to hide.

There are more than 100 black-clothed men in the mines, armed with weapons or whips, and thousands of farmers sweating under the scorching sun.

Han Hao fell down, and there was a burst of exclamation from the man in black. Except for the blood slaughter, they had never seen anyone who could fly into the sky again, so they were naturally surprised.

Han Hao didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, grabbed the steel knife in the hand of a man in black with one hand, split it in two with his backhand, and his body turned into a cloud of phantoms, chopping melons and vegetables, and rushing over, and it didn't take long for a river of blood to flow, and the man in black was lying on the ground.

The mining men were stunned, staring at this knife-wielding boy with beautiful eyebrows.

Han Hao roared angrily, shocking everyone's ears: "I am Han Hao, the son of General Zhenxi, the blood massacre has been killed by me, you are free, you can mine the gold mine here at will and take it away, I won't take a piece." ”

There was a brief silence, and the crowd erupted into a long-suppressed cheer, some prostrating in thanksgiving, others busy carrying gold.

Han Hao smiled and turned around to leave, he didn't covet the gold here at all, maybe all the gold here was refined into gold coins and was not worth a piece of green crystal that he killed Blood Tu, Blood Tu was obviously also a hillbilly, he didn't know what green crystal was, if he knew how much green crystal was worth, he would have gone away and flew away early on. However, it is not ruled out that this guy is not greedy enough.

Bai Ling grabbed Han Hao, as if he had made up his mind, and said loudly, "Please take me as an apprentice." Han Hao was stunned, the little girl blushed a little when she was seen, and repeated it again.

"I've only been cultivating for a year, so I'm not worthy of being your master. After Han Hao finished speaking, he turned around and walked west.

Bai Ling was a little discouraged, and sure enough, he still angered Han Hao.

Han Hao walked in front, but the little girl refused to die and followed behind. Han Hao was a little helpless: "I have three kinds of exercises, one is that you are not from there, if you practice, you will be hunted down, one is that I don't know how to pass it on, and the other is the blood slaughter skill, which can't be taught, don't follow me." ”

Han Hao lifted his qi into the air, swept westward, about a few miles away, the aura was completely exhausted, and he had no choice but to sit down and gather qi, as long as the aura was full, with his first-grade cultivation, as long as he flew a section to borrow strength, he couldn't even use fifty percent of his aura to fly back to Zhenxi Mansion from here.

When he left, he seemed to see the little girl catching up, and Han Hao didn't want to care. He didn't want this girl to enter the Tao and practice, and in the past year of his cultivation, he had seen a lot of pickled things in the cultivation realm. Shen Fengzi made a move on himself, Tuoba Yiqiu bullied Zhao Heng, and the blood slaughter was a disaster in the township, the cultivation realm was just a place where the weak and the strong eat, and the little girl came in to no avail.

Suddenly, Han Hao thought a little about his mother who died early......