sinovels Chapter 111 I'll Quietly Watch You Pretend
Chapter 111 I'll Quietly Watch You Pretend
Black hair in green clothes, red lips and black eyes, like a fairy coming on the wind.
Song Xianzhi held the long sword in his hand and landed slowly.
The aunt was already old, and she was kicked again, and she was dying at the moment. One of Song's titles was the first to help her up when she fell to the ground, and then with the tip of her sword, she easily shook the man who was pressing on the woman away. .
With a slight twist of his wrist, he picked out a beautiful sword flower, then pointed the sharp point of the sword at the tip of the man's nose, and asked lazily, "Are you looking for me just now?"
Everyone was stunned by the sudden appearance of the man, and they still haven't recovered from his astonished expression.
But the boss of the group of horse bandits, the one with several big scars on his face, quickly escaped from the surprise, looked back at Song Xianzhi with a leisurely expression, grinned his yellow teeth, and stroked his chin: "It turned out to be a handsome man, no wonder my people said that the newcomer is very handsome."
He scanned Song Lianzhi from top to bottom, and his eyes could not be described as unrevealed.
Song Xianzhi felt nauseated when he looked at him, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: Look at your uncle!
Straight man of steel!Refuse to be gay!
Only then did he realize that this man was accompanied by a small homeless man with a flattering face, whom they had seen at the gate of the city when they entered the city.Unexpectedly, this guy saw through his disguise and sold the news to these horse bandits.
Song Xianzhi handed the aunt into the woman's hands, and said softly, "You guys stay away first, and I'll take care of it."
The woman's eyes were red and swollen, and she seemed a little hesitant and worried, but she didn't say anything in the end, and nodded as she did.
Although I don't know the identity of this young master, but judging from his previous moves, his strength should be quite good.
Maybe it's the young master of some martial arts family, because I was blinded earlier, and I thought he was weak...
Song Zhizhi straightened his long hair that would be tied up in the future, tied a knot with a hairband with one hand, then sent the sword in his hand forward, and said indifferently: "Let's do it, today's inn, and this inn There are people in the inn, I'm covered."
After finishing speaking, he felt that his lines were too mediocre, so he added in a calm manner: "You horse bandits usually do evil, today I will do justice for the sky and accept you!"
Everyone: "..."
Song Xianzhi: "..."
It doesn't seem to be much better.
Forget it, even if it was a failure to play handsome this time, after all, it was the first time to be a hero, and he was still a little unskilled.
Song Xianzhi's face did not change.
Hearing this, the leader of the bandit waved his folding fan in a coquettish manner, and smiled at Song Xianzhi: "Young master, don't get angry, it's all a misunderstanding... a misunderstanding—"
Song title:.
A big guy who picks his feet, even fanning himself in the winter, is it because he is afraid that others will not know that you are pretending?
You are more embarrassing than me.
Song Xianzhi didn't want to talk nonsense with this kind of person. Anyway, this guy is not a good guy, and he doesn't have any psychological burden to kill him.
After the battle of the Jing family, he has almost adapted to the cruelty of this world.
He didn't use his spiritual power, he just made a move, intending to solve it simply, but he was shocked by an invisible force before his sword touched the man's neck.
Song Xianzhi was a little surprised, and his eyes moved to the man in black next to the leader.
This man was wrapped tightly up and down, only a pair of sharp eagle eyes were exposed, staring at him coldly.
Song Xianzhi raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that there were still monks working for these horse bandits, so he temporarily pretended to be unbearable, and retreated while holding his wrists.
Judging by the appearance of the man in black, he probably didn't even have a golden core, so he shouldn't be able to see his own cultivation.
And let you pretend.
The horse bandits were a little afraid of Song Lianzhi at first, but now that they had the backing, they suddenly became more ambitious, stretched their necks and spat: "Oh, I thought it was some powerful person, but it turned out to be an embroidered pillow!"
The leader of the horse bandit was not surprised when he saw this. After all, in this remote town, who can compare to a monk, even if it is Tianjiao, no one dares to touch him.
"I think you should know the rules here, as long as you come to the city, you have to go to our stockade..." The man put away the folding fan, and wanted to pick Song Lianzhi's chin with a frivolous posture: "As long as you follow the Let's go, I promise I won't touch these people, how about it?"
Song Xianzhi ducked his head and was about to make a move when a man behind him knelt down suddenly, kowtowed to Song Xianzhi a few times, and cried, "Master, please just follow them!" let's go!"
When one person stands out, the rest of the people naturally follow, all of them begging him to sacrifice himself for others.
The expression on Song Lianzhi's face faded, he pursed his lips and said nothing, but the woman still spoke for him, scolding: "How can you be so ungrateful!"
Under such circumstances, he can still abide by his heart, which is also a rare kind person.
Song Xianzhi thought about it for a while, thinking, why not just agree directly, and go to the horse bandit's lair with him at that time, and then wipe out these people in one fell swoop.
"I……"
It's just that before he finished speaking, a wave of yellow sand suddenly filled the whole room, covering the sky and covering the ground in the blink of an eye.
The tip of his nose was filled with the smell of dry dust, and his vision was blurred. Song Xianzhi covered his nose with his hands, but heard a few high-pitched wailings in his ears, and then there was no movement again.
The people around were in chaos, and most of them took advantage of the chaos and fled.
The yellow sand lasted for quite a while, and when it finally settled down, the ground was covered with a finger-deep fine sand, and those horse bandits who had just caused trouble, except for the leader and the man in black, were all dead. He fell into a pool of blood and lost his breath.
The leader of the horse bandit was also seriously injured, covering the wound with one hand, pointing at Song Lianzhi with disbelief, gritted his teeth and said, "You!"
Song Xianzhi was helpless: "What are you?"
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I didn't do it.
The man squinted his eyes, turned his head and said to the man in black next to him, "Let's go first and call Big Brother over!"
After speaking, he fled away.
Song Xianzhi was about to chase after him, but Shen Duo's voice suddenly came from behind.
"Brother..." There was still grievance in the voice: "My blood can't stop..."
Only then did Song Xianzhi remember that there was still such a thing, so he had to go back first and hugged him up: "I'm sorry a lot, let's go back to the room to deal with it now."
Before going upstairs, he left a few more mild medicinal pills for the woman and auntie.
Shen Duo sat on the bed, obediently raised his face and let his senior brother wipe himself clean with a hot towel, closed his eyes, but the images he saw just now kept appearing in his mind.
That man's ugly face, and his viscous and dirty eyes when he looked at his senior brother, are too damned!
Therefore, he didn't want his senior brother to do anything.
This kind of person, naturally dies slowly in his own hands, so he can be happy...