Invincible Villain

at this time.

A certain city.

God, it’s raining.

A fist as big as a sandbag hit a young man hard. Blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth, and he lay down on the ground with a slight groan.

"be honest."

The young man was unable to raise his head and could only protest silently.

After a long while, he sneered and said, "Are you happy?"

There was a cry of scorn, followed by a series of intensive punches and kicks. The young man gritted his teeth and held on, clutching the mud on the ground with both hands. Because of the new rain, the laying of bricks on the ground had been delayed for a few days, giving him a chance to borrow the mud to withstand the pressure.

In fact, this is useless, just like the same ant asking another ant for help cannot defeat a goshawk.

The young man did this just to have as much mental comfort as possible and to withstand the beating as much as possible.

After several bursts of laughter, several young gangsters around seemed very proud. The leader clapped his hands, and several others stopped immediately.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, the leader stepped on his back, and then raised his head with a rough and strong hand, looking at him with some contempt and ridicule, just like looking at a pitiful salty. fish.

"Want our thousand-year-old ginseng? Stop dreaming. If you dare to steal it, you will have to pay the price! Come back tomorrow at this time."

The man laughed, and then waved his hand, "Brothers, let's go, that's all for today. If the beating continues, I think this little boy will not be able to hold on..."

Several people responded, and the youngest one came close to the young man. I don't know whether he was flattering his superiors or deliberately trying to hurt the young man. He laughed and spat at the young man. After being patted on the shoulder by the leader with a smile, he winked at the young man. After a moment, he turned around and left.

Needless to say, this farce was caused by the young man stealing someone else's things. Unexpectedly, he failed and was beaten severely...

This group of gangster-like characters were naturally the ‘savages’ raised by wealthy families, specially designed to deal with such guys... At that moment, they all returned happily with jade boxes containing thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum...

But none of them expected that the moment they left, the 'Millennium Ganoderma' that they had recaptured would wither at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"These bastards are getting more and more ruthless..."

The young man struggled for a moment and finally managed to stand up. He took two staggering steps, held his forehead and looked at the retreating figures of the group of people. He said expressionlessly: "A bunch of idiots..."

As he spoke, he pressed a ring of ancient scrolls around his waist and shouted softly: "Xiao Xingjun, have you absorbed all the medicine?"

A weak voice came from the scroll: "Yes, sir...but, but..."

The young man shook his head and said: "It's nothing but... Thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is already here. Let's go get the fire wine... ahem..."

An anxious voice immediately came from the scroll: "Sir...your body...isn't it okay?"

The young man gritted his teeth and said: "It doesn't matter...what the hell, it has become so crispy. This little skin, tsk tsk, really makes me ten years old again..."

As he spoke, he subconsciously wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself with a wry smile, "I'm just a little worried...it seems like the blood can't be washed away. How can Jiu'er hide it..."

"Sir...I...maybe I can try..."

The young man shook his head: "Don't use your true energy rashly...you are now my last...haha, my last support..."

As he said that, he raised his head, looked at the sky and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that I would... sink to this point..."

"Guest officer?"

"No need to comfort me..."

The young man closed his eyes and whispered, "I'm not the kind of guy who can't withstand the wind and rain...Xiao Xingjun, just take good care of yourself, ahem..."

"You arrived in time that day, and you did not hesitate to use your full spirit posture to save the two of us by using up the air shield condensed by all the objects in the three thousand scrolls of the Starry Sky... You even used up the last trace of your true energy in order to create the puppet corpse. …”

The young man coughed twice and said, "The one who should be concerned...ahem, it's you..."

"Guest sir..."

"Enough chatter...Ahem, now, go to the tavern...you know what to do..."

…

…

A moment later, in front of a tavern, a desperate young man was thrown out, and then a mighty strong man rushed out and beat and cursed the young man: "You brat! How dare you come to drink without money! You are looking for death!" "

Soon there was another violent beating...

Although the boy was at fault first, he was on the street at this time, and there were more and more people around him... Finally, a handsome young man came forward to stop him and said: "Stop! This brother's drinking money will be on my head!"

After saying that, he took out the silver coins. The strong man stopped, but before leaving, he couldn't help but spit at the young man and cursed: "You are lucky this time! If there is a next time, be careful with you." Dog legs!”

After the strong man left, the young man still held his head and squatted motionless on the ground...

"Brother, I still have some money here. You can take it to the doctor."

The man took out some more broken silver, leaned over and spread his hands.

Unexpectedly, the young man didn't even say thank you, grabbed the money and ran away.

The man looked at his running back and smiled coldly: "It turns out he is a coward, that's all. He cannot be trained to become a dead soldier of our clan... He is a waste! Death is not a pity..."

The young man ran all the way, but he felt a little scared in his heart. Based on his understanding of that terrible race, no matter how possessed the other party was, it would be impossible to hide it from him...

People from the Jueyu clan!

Actually... actually infiltrated here... Senior brother...

"Have you got the fire wine..."

The young man had thousands of thoughts in his mind, and after a long time he asked in a low voice.

"I got it, sir..."

"Okay, let's go back immediately... prepare the medicine and prepare to treat her injuries."

The young man sighed and murmured in a low voice, "No matter what..."

"I will never let anything happen to her!"

…

…

On the eastern outskirts of the small town, there is a brick house with some thatch on it. There is a faint flame burning in the house, which must have been fueled by the cheapest hay.

The girl held her fragrant cheek and sat on a crudely made bamboo chair.

The walls of this simple brick house were blackened, and there were no patterns or carvings on it. It wasn't much to look at, let alone what she had been looking at for a whole hour.

I'm a little impatient.

The girl sighed, her voice as subtle as falling snow without a trace. When she looked closely, she was covered by the white veil...

But the appearance of this girl is not a secret here... because almost everyone is curious about the appearance of this foreign girl wearing a veil... More than one of them came to see it, but every one of them was scared to death. …