Broken Night

Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty-Second ─ A boy from a poor country enters the city

Xiao Hai sat in the house a little lost.

It is already winter, and farming is also a period of cessation.

Coupled with the death of his father, he also fell into a time when he had nothing to do.

If it was normal, he would go out and play snowball throwing and snowman building with his father...

When he thought of it, he did it, Xiao Hai stood up and walked out of the house.

The snowman was built up by him.

A snowman, that is the mother he has never seen.

A snowman represents Daddy.

Xiao Hai looked at the two snowmen and suddenly felt that he was pitiful and lonely, so he hugged the two snowmen and burst into tears.

"Is this the mentally handicapped child?" A cold voice suddenly sounded behind Xiao Hai.

Xiao Hai was startled and turned around quickly, only to see two old men staring at him with murderous eyes.

Naturally, these two were Cong Jiancheng and Zhang Bai who rushed to Ye Ye Village. I am afraid that even Xu Yan did not expect that these two families living in Futian City actually have their own means to watch the life and death of their own disciples.

Logically, this kind of superb method is not common even in the Southern Imperial City.

So Xu Yan deduced that even if they wanted to seek revenge and think about Xiao Hai, it would take a few days.

Because of this, the man Xu Yan summoned from the Jagged War Gate still had a few days' journey to arrive, but at this moment it was of no help. Of course, it was also due to Xu Yan's confusion and sparseness.

It's just that Xu Yan, who is far away in the sky, naturally didn't know about it.

……

Zhang Bai grabbed Xiao Hai and said viciously, "Where is that murderer?"

When did Xiao Hai see such a vicious person, he suddenly burst into tears.

"Waste!" Zhang Bai was even more furious when he heard the cry, and pinched Xiao Hai's shoulder casually. With two clucks, he crushed his shoulder: "Come on! Who is the murderer!? Where did he escape in the end? He and What's the matter with you!?"

Xiao Hai was in pain and fear, so he could only cry aloud. Some villagers in Ye Ye Village heard the cry and came over. They shouted when they saw that the poor child of the Xiao family was caught by a murderer. It's just that the pink shadows all around, and pieces of cherry blossoms drift away, like a death-harvesting talisman.

Those who wanted to come to rescue Xiao Hai were instantly killed, and they all looked at them with ghostly eyes, daring to move again.

Cong Jiancheng's eyes are cold: "It's best not to come here, the pattern has no eyes."

In the eyes of mortals, cultivators are undoubtedly like gods. Between waving, the killer is invisible. With such means, who would dare to use the farmer households who were all ordinary mortals at the scene? Even the birds and beasts scattered in an instant, and they didn't even dare to wait and see, for fear of offending the immortals.

Xiao Hai's cry still made Cong Jiancheng and Zhang Bai more and more irritable.

Zhang Bai frowned, "I'm afraid this retarded boy can't ask anything, so just kill him."

Cong Jiancheng shook his head: "Take him back to the house, I still have some secrets from home, maybe I can find out something." Zhang Bo nodded, grabbed a piece of cloth and stuffed it into Xiao Hai's mouth, pulling him like a pull. dragged on the ground like a dog.

In the entire Fallen Leaf Village, no one dared to take action.

Immortals are different. If you offend an immortal, you are afraid that not only one person will lose his life, but what is the point of erasing the entire small village under the immortal's hands?

……

"No no no..."

Although Xiao Hai stuffed a rag in his mouth, he still tried his best to cry out in pain. It's just that no matter whether Zhang Bo or Cong Jiancheng, he will not care about such a mentally handicapped child, let alone bear it.

To know that their son and daughter died, it was a blood feud.

In order to force the identity of his murderer, let alone crushing a shoulder at the moment, no matter how cruel the method is, the two of them won't even blink.

The figures dragged by the two walked towards Futian.

Dragging Xiao Hai's figure, leaving a long snow mark in the snow.

……

In the snow in front of the three, a black shadow suddenly appeared.

The shadow seemed to be slow and fast, and when Jian Jian and Zhang Bo noticed it, they had already left them behind. A look of horror appeared from the built surface: "Who is that? This speed is appalling!"

Zhang Bai was equally astonished, even more so than from Jiancheng. He is a tattoo artist, with a strong body, naturally better at strength and speed. But the speed of the man just now was dozens of times faster than him, and he couldn't even capture the figure on the opposite side!

"what?"

Suddenly a voice sounded.

The figure that broke through the wind swept back like a whirlwind and landed in front of Zhang Bai and Cong Jiancheng. It's just that this person's eyes are fixed on Xiao Hai.

From the perspective of construction, he forced himself to remain calm: "I don't know who your surname is? The next is the head of the slave family in Futian City, from..."

His calm expression was still hanging on his face, but it fell to the snow together with his head, rolled around randomly, and dyed the surrounding blood red. Zhang Bai opened his mouth to say something, and wanted to find a big hole in his throat. He stretched out his hands to block it, but blood flowed like a spring until he died.

Even Xiao Hai, who had been struggling just now, was shocked and speechless by this sudden scene.

His IQ stayed in his childhood, how could he accept this kind of terror before death? The whole person was immediately stunned, unable to move.

As for the man standing in front of him, there was a man with a surprised smile on his face.

"It turned out to be... Jiuyin Child Body! After the Holy Son, I actually met Jiuyin Child Body! Heaven will make my corpse tattoo!" It's just that Ling Fei didn't expect that this so-called treasure is not a treasure, but a person.

A person with a nine-yin child's body.

Xiao Hai still had that frightened look on his face. He didn't even know that his life had undergone earth-shaking changes.

……

Nanhuangcheng, the heroic city in the south, is also the capital of the current Blue Pole Dynasty. It is also a prosperous and noble existence that many southerners dream of living in and has the most famous college in the world today.

There is a cocky driver who drives a chariot.

There are girls and boys in noble clothes.

However, there are very few ordinary people who wear ordinary clothes. Even the businessmen who do business in the store, their clothes and temperament are unmatched by ordinary people.

Because of this, the young man and old mother who walked in seemed a little out of tune with everything around them.

The old mother hesitated a bit: "Son, that gentleman shouldn't lie to us."

On the contrary, the young man's face was calm and calm, even though he was in a state of embarrassment, he had a bit of determination: "Who are we? What kind of person are you, sir? If you want to play tricks on us, sir, you don't need to spend so much trouble."

"Let's go, mother."

The mother and son went to a small stall nearby, bought two large buns to eat, and then walked towards Xuanwu Avenue. Xuanwu Avenue is located to the north of the Quanqing Palace, but the mother and son walked straight ahead, as if they were going to the north of the entire Nanhuang City.

As they walked for more than an hour, there were many traces of the novice indistinctly.

It wasn't until they came to a certain area that they were blocked by two novice monks, and they saluted politely: "I'm sorry for the two benefactors, but the Jidao Temple is in front of you, no idlers should enter."

The young man hurriedly saluted, wanting to learn how to do the salute of two novice monks, but because he was nervous, it was a bit nondescript: "Hello, two masters, I want to find Master Xuanxiu."