I’m a Courteous and Honorable Man, Not a Devil: One hundred and twenty-eight, speak the law! One word is life and death!
At this moment, there is not much confusion in Zhoujia Village.
Although there are several “heroes” riding horses and carrying swords and bows, carrying dozens of gimmicks, arrogant in the village and carrying materials, but they are used to the villagers who come here every year , Already somewhat numb to this situation.
When the "heroes" took the pigs, sheep and oxen from various houses and took a bag of food, only the children would cry twice from time to time: "That's my cow..." , He was covered by his mouth and dragged back home.
Over the years, the blacksmith and woodcutter who have learned some boxing and fist resistance with the strength of two men in the village have used their entire family's lives to leave **** lessons to the villagers.
The people in the village, under the majesty of the heroes, no one has dared to resist for several years.
But this year, there was another small accident.
Yah’s house on Tuesday, in front of a run-down bamboo fence.
A man with a ricket on his back, half-white hair, and a frown on his face, who looks like he is over fifty, kneeling on the ground and begging:
"Good man, please do well, my big girl is still young, wait a few years longer, how old is she, and let her go up the mountain to serve the good man? Please beg, the small one for you Kowtow!"
Tom's kowtow sounded.
But in front of the man, the sturdy man riding on the horse had no mercy, looked at the man coldly, and said to the horse, "Go and bring out the big girl of his family."
That Luo Yingying, strode over.
"Good man, please don't catch my daughter!"
The man threw himself up to try to stop him, but was kicked in the chest with a kick and he vomited blood and fell to the ground.
The grinning smile broke into the fenced courtyard and rushed into the thatched hut. After a hoarse cry of a woman and a cry of help from a little girl, the big girl was twisted out.
The crying and struggling girl walked out of the hut, and a thin woman with gray hair rushed out, grabbing the corner of the crotch: "Good man, please, please let go Let’s go to my dad! She is not yet ten years old!"
"Sister, sister, wow..."
The girl who was crying with her nose full of tears and ran out of the thatched hut stiffly, hugged the legs of the big girl: "Let me go, don’t catch my sister, woo..."
The tarot man glanced at the tall-headed man riding a horse outside the fence. When he saw that the leader was already gloomy and impatient, he immediately pulled out his waist knife with a smile, and raised it high, according to Niuniu.
"Don't!" Outside the gate of the fence, the man who was coughing up blood violently burst into his forehead and shouted in despair.
"Don't do it!" The thin woman also screamed and threw herself on Niuniu without thinking, protecting her little body in her arms.
"Niu Niu! Niang!" Da Ya also screamed with a heartbreak.
Knife light fell.
Seeing that the sharp waist knife fell on the thin woman's spine, suddenly heard a cold hum.
Hum!
On this sneer, the wield of the knife was shocked, as if he had hit the body, and the blade was only a few inches away from the thin woman’s spine, and she could no longer swing it.
Not only that, he also had the grinning Bloodthirst smile on his face, and there was blood flowing out of his eyes, ears, nose and mouth.
Stagnating for a few moments, then the jiggle shook twice, and collapsed to the ground with a pop, his eyes were staring, he had already bleed, and he was dead!
Inside and outside the fence, there was a sudden silence.
The man who was about to rush up desperately opened his eyes inexplicably. The thin woman who was waiting to die with her eyes closed, covered Niu Niu's mouth with one hand, dragged the big girl with the other, and dragged the two daughters into the house with a drag.
The "hero" riding on a high-headed horse was stunned with two eyes, he pulled out the knife with a loud clang, and looked around nervously, stubbornly shouting: "Who is it? What a hero? Come out!"
As soon as the voice fell, I saw a thin young man wrapped in a **** cloak, covering his hands and feet under his cloak, only showing his neck and face, as if his feet were not touching the ground. come out.
Behind the youth, there is a little girl of five or six years old, wearing a ragged little jacket filled with reeds, holding the corner of the cloak, and following the youth step by step.
is Ni Kun who arrived in time with the two girls.
Nikun is no longer a young boy.
18-year-old, he has grown a lot taller, his appearance has not changed much, but his face has become thinner, and it no longer feels as timid and timid, but he still doesn’t seem to be much threatened. Sex is like a young scholar with a thin text.
However, the "hero" on horseback did not dare to underestimate Ni Kun.
Nothing else, just look at his almost "floating", non-floating foot movements. The "hero" on horseback knows that this looks like a sick, weak young man A scholar, by no means is so weak and harmless in his appearance.
was when Ni Kun appeared.
Several other "heroes" riding horses in the village, and dozens of others, were shocked by the roar of Fang Cai's "heroes", and had quickly gathered to surround Ni Kun.
Several croups still climbed high, Zhang bowed with arrows, aiming at Ni Kun at a high level.
"Who is your Excellency?"
Now that all the heroes are present, it is natural for the leader to speak.
A "hero" riding a black horse, carrying a long spear, and wearing a long face, staring fiercely at Ni Kun, and asked, "Why should I put the Liangzi of the Black Tiger Village and hurt my brother?"
"Black Tiger Village?" Ni Kunjian raised his eyebrow: "Your village is actually called Black Tiger Village?"
"How? Have you heard of our name, are you afraid?"
Seeing that Ni Kun has been "encircled" by dozens of his brothers, even if he has the skill of "hidden weapon", and he can't beat his hands, only then the "hero" who was scared by him raised his knife and pointed at Ni Kun , Coldly said: "Now I'm afraid, it's too late!"
Although Ni Kun’s strange way of walking like “floating”, this man still made a bit of a murmur in his heart, but the **** cloak that wrapped Ni Kun’s body upright on the ground, and even his legs and feet were covered tightly and tightly, and it made The "hero" could not help wondering whether Ni Kun was just bluffing and pretending to be a ghost.
"Maybe this kid is standing on tiptoes and walking with small toes, so it looks like the feet are not sticking to the ground and floating silently... This can be considered a light work, but even if the light work is better, is it still? Can it fly to the sky?"
The "hero" was more and more confronted, and he felt a lot of shame in his heart-he was just scared by him. Fortunately, he didn't really show it, otherwise, would he no longer have a face in the village?
At this time, Ni Kun said with a blank expression: "The name of Black Tiger Village has made my taboo."
"What kind of thing are you?" The "hero" who was scared by Ni Kun was eager to cover up his previous missteps, and grinned: "I am a black tiger who commits you taboo? It's..."
Ni Kun raised his head, glanced at him coldly, and said impatiently: "You talk too much. You die."
As soon as the voice fell, the "hero" who was about to clamor suddenly burst into his eyes and spouted a spit of blood. Without saying anything, he turned over and fell into a horse.
This is not a curse.
This is just Ni Kun's self-created "sonic power" inspired by the bat-head demon in Wan Yao Cave. Even if his spell-casting ability is weak, it can be used against ordinary people and even ordinary monks.
With a slight hum, the target's heart and liver will be fragmented, and the brain will become a paste, and it will suddenly die.
It seems to be a bit "speaking with the law".
"……"
The bearded big man riding a black horse and carrying a spear violently glared at Ni Kun. The other "heroes" riding horses were also dumbfounded, their faces full of disbelief and horror.
The dozens of Niu who surrounded Ni Kun were banging loudly, retreating in shock.
The few climbed high, Zhang Gong took an arrow and aimed at Ni Kun’s cues. When his fingers were shaken in shock, several arrows shot at Ni Kun diagonally.
Ni Kun was too lazy to hide. He only protected the second son who probed the brain behind the probe, and then let those arrows shoot at himself.
Ordinary arrows, as a matter of course, cannot wear the blood-colored cloak of the “Iron-Blood War Banner”, the golden magic weapon of the realm, and they all landed on the ground.
The sound of the arrow hitting the ground shocked the Qiu Beard “Heroe”. He was full of excitement and hissed, "Stop it! Everyone is not allowed to shoot arrows!"
He said that he kept rolling his saddle and dismounting his horse. He bowed his head and bowed: "Small ignorance, who doesn't know the real person, ran into the guru, please forgive me..."
A few other "heroes" riding on the horse looked at each other, and they also fell off their horses and asked for sin.
This style made Ni Kun feel a bit tired and disgusted-he hated this kind of villain most.
Facing the weak, the murderous Bloodthirst, wielding a knife in a rut, and killing Kusana.
Facing the strong man, see the wind to make the rudder, carefully flattering, knocking the head like pounding garlic.
This kind of "hero" who only dares to wave his sword to the weak, with Ni Kun's temperament, even if they flatter him, even if he shatters his head here, he can't let them go.
I have sentenced them to death in my heart. Ni Kun said nothing, and asked faintly, "Do you know who I am?"
"I know, I know!"
The handsome, powerful bearded big man said with a ridiculous smile: "My home in Black Tiger Village is the original home of the Xiuxian family~IndoMTL.com~ I once had the pleasure of seeing the original grandfather once Casting immortals...
"Today, it was because the original seven young masters drove to Xiaozhai. The younger one led the team out and found several serving maidservants for the original seven young masters.
"I don’t want my people to be blind, but they ran into the relatives and friends of the guru. The blind dogs, you can kill the guru well, even if you don’t kill him, the small one will slap him personally, give Master, you’re guilty."
"Cultivation Clan?" Ni Kun looked weird and whispered to himself: "What kind of Cultivation Clan does it happen to be with the bandits? It's ridiculous..."
Shaking his head, he smiled slightly at Qiuhan Han: "This seat is broad-minded, and the small collision is not worth mentioning. These small things, this seat will be screaming."
Wait for the big bear, the other big guys, and the other heroes, and Ni Luo's face, Ni Kun shouted.
He raised the corner of his cloak, covering his eyes and ears, and then opened his mouth, howling.
A heart-rending roar of a fierce tiger, spewing out of his mouth, swept the Quartet.
On this whistle, all the heroes and heroes around him shed blood, fell to the ground, and died almost simultaneously!
Ni Kun has a wide-minded heart and promises to make a lot of money.
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