Super Soldier King

Are all beggars so cruel now!

Ye Qian frowned, he really didn't expect that it was just a city of mortals, and the level of brutality in the beggar industry alone was no less than that in the world of cultivators.

But, this little beggar would choose this way?

Ye Qian was very curious.

The little beggar was silent, and put the spoon containing the food in his hand to the old man's mouth. He tried to control his small face, but the trembling of his little hands betrayed the little beggar's fear. Do it, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Oh, retribution..." The thick-browed little beggar laughed, and said with a weird face: "We are a group of beggars who are like mud, like shit, there is no tomorrow, and you are telling us about retribution? Are you here to be funny!

From now on, half of the food you ask for will be handed over to us! "

Speaking of this, the eyes of the few little beggars fell on the little beggar's face, and the eyes of the thick-browed little beggar also cast their gazes from the old man on the little beggar's blue eyes. A bowl was placed in front of the little beggar, He asked in a concentrated voice, "No objection?"

The little beggar showed a hesitant look on his face.

He rested his chin with the thumb of his right hand, and rubbed his lips with the other four fingers, as if he was trying to think about the pros and cons.

Ye Qian was hiding on the beam, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, the little beggars couldn't see it, but Ye Qian's telepathy, he noticed that the little beggars used the small movements just now to take a pill-shaped thing Put it in your mouth.

Hehe, it's really twists and turns!

It seems that it is impossible to see the old man of Xinghaizong make a move.

The little beggar took the pill, shook his head, but didn't speak.

Is there no objection? The little beggars suddenly laughed.

The little beggar with thick eyebrows frowned slightly, looking at the little beggar suspiciously.

The old man who had been lying expressionless and watching everything silently opened his mouth after the little beggar shook his head, with naked disdain in his tone: "Abiding by your rules, and handing in? Are you worthy?"

Yo, this pulls a lot of hatred, and the taunting skill is absolutely at the full level!

Ye Qian's interest increased greatly. It is said that this old man who seems to be dying should not speak at this time.

As soon as the old man's words came out, the faces of the little beggars became ugly, and the strong little beggar was even more furious. He took a step forward, stretched out his right hand angrily, grabbed the old man's neck, stepped back, and threw the old man half of his body. He mentioned it, and said in his mouth: "Old guy, what are you talking about? Are you courting death?"

Seeing the strong little beggar make a move, the little beggar's face turned completely cold, his throat rolled, and a faint smell of wine spread into the air with the little beggar's breath.

"Let him go, I don't want to hurt anyone." The little beggar squinted at the sturdy little beggar, his eyes were as cold as stars, and his tone seemed a little colder than the weather in the snow field.

"Don't want to hurt people? I really want to see how you, a brat, hurt me, haha..."

The sturdy little beggar laughed wildly, and the strength in his hands increased a bit, and the old man's wrinkled face showed a trace of pain.

"Just because you, a seven or eight-year-old brat, wants to hurt our elder brother, let's dream at night."

"Don't say that, you can also dream during the day, haha..."

A few little beggars laughed presumptuously, the thick-browed little beggar sighed, and couldn't bear to persuade: "Wake up, a phoenix is ​​worse than a chicken in trouble, that's the way of the world. Look at me, a scholarly family, I'm living like this now. Be soft."

"I'm not you." In the cold refusal, the little beggar had already disappeared in the original place.

"Crack..." There was a crisp bone breaking sound, and the sturdy little beggar looked in horror at the little beggar who suddenly appeared beside him, and instinctively took a step back, only to realize that at some point, the palm he was holding on to the old man had already touched his arm. In the parting section, as the body recedes, the arms swing back and forth in the air.

Immediately, bone-piercing pain spread all over his body, instinctively covering the severed palm, the sturdy little beggar let out an unprecedented howl of pain, staggered on his feet, fell to the ground and rolled back and forth, as if this could relieve the pain.

"Quickly, have any of you seen what kind of weapon he used to break the palm of the elder brother?"

"No, I didn't even see how he got to the boss..."

"He won't be the legendary cultivator?"

"Fortunately, fortunately, my eldest brother has always been irritable and likes to do things by himself, or we will suffer this time..."

The little beggars let their so-called elder brother roll and howl on the ground, discussing in a low voice while carefully watching the expressions of the little beggars.

The strong little beggar was their big brother, and after being cut off, they were still in the mood to talk about what the other was doing. Even if they didn't agree with the big brother who used violence to force him to recognize him, the thick-browed little beggar couldn't help but feel desolate.

Before coming to the strong little beggar, the thick-browed little beggar kicked him unconscious, then quickly sealed his acupoints to stop the bleeding, tore off the linen clothes that were close to his body, tightened the wrists of the strong little beggar, and bandaged him tightly.

Picking up the sturdy little beggar, the thick-browed little beggar turned around and said to the little beggar: "We don't even have the strength to see your movements. We admit that we are dead. We are blind. We admit that. Since it is only a broken wrist, not a throat, think about it. You didn't want my elder brother's life, nothing else, I'm going to send elder brother to heal."

"This will be my residence from now on, don't let me see you." The little beggar looked at the little beggar with thick eyebrows in surprise, praised secretly in his heart, and said simply while supporting the old man.

"When the elder brother wakes up, I will tell him." The thick-browed little beggar looked at the little beggar's white, clean, and empty hands, frowned, and shook his head slightly.

Glaring dissatisfiedly at the other little beggars, the thick-browed little beggar shouted with resentment: "What are you still doing here, why don't you go out and steal some hemostatic herbs."

Hearing the words, the little beggars looked at the little beggar with thick eyebrows with strange eyes. This boy with thick eyebrows, who usually has the lowest status, dared to shout at them? Or is it because of the old brother who lost his right palm and is destined to become a useless person?

They gave each other winks, and the little beggars said yes, smiling obsequiously and bowing their hands at the little beggars before leaving the ruined temple to look for hemostatic grass.

Holding the strong little beggar who passed out, the thick-browed little beggar stepped out of the temple threshold, turned his head and asked the little beggar, "Since you disagree, why did you shake your head just now?"

The little beggar helped the old man to lie down again, and said, "Just shaking my head doesn't mean I have no objection to your words. What I mean is, I don't have any begging food to give you, and I have nothing to 'hand in'..."

Looking fixedly at the little beggar with thick eyebrows, the little beggar said calmly: "When I have no food, I will eat grass and leaves, steal, cheat and rob, but I will not beg for people."

Hearing this, the little beggar with thick eyebrows was speechless for a while, and left directly.

Even Ye Qian, who was watching the whole process from the sidelines, was a little surprised, what a unique answer.

This point of view is really to his taste.

He found this little beggar more pleasing to the eye.

"May I have your name?"

Ye Qian descended from the sky, dressed in green clothes, with a smile like a spring breeze, and asked the little beggar.

"Who are you?"

When a person appeared suddenly, the little beggar was startled and asked subconsciously.

Shock flashed in the eyes of the dying old man on the ground, his breath became weaker and weaker, and he looked like he was going to die at any moment.

"It doesn't matter who I am, do you know who this old man on the ground is?"

Ye Qian asked with a smile, judging from what he heard just now, the old and the young should only have known each other for two days.

He was very curious, when he revealed the identity of the old man, how the little beggar would choose.

"Is it important who he is?" Little Beggar asked, tilting his head.

Of course he knew that the old man was an immortal who knew the magic of immortality, so he gave him the elixir.

But he has a bad feeling about it.

This person who appeared suddenly was not something he could deal with, even if he took the immortal medicine.

"The entire Liangzhou is looking for the remnants of the Xinghai Sect. He is one of them. If you hand him over to the people in the City Lord's Mansion, it won't be a problem if you want to enter Taoism and cultivate, let alone a lifetime of prosperity!"

Ye Qian gave a brief introduction.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the old man on the ground were filled with shock and despair.

He is already like this, how can anyone recognize his roots!

Could it be that the sky is going to kill him Xing Haizong?

"Xing Haizong, I know!"

There was a hint of longing in the little beggar's eyes, of course he had heard of Xinghaizong's name, it was a sect of immortals.

He also knew that Liangzhou wanted Xinghaizong disciples, and the news spread all over the city.

It is said that Xinghaizong has been condemned by heaven!

"Old man, are you really an immortal of Xinghaizong?" the little beggar asked the old man on the ground eagerly.

"Yes!" The old man, who was about to die, regained some vitality in an instant, but it was still difficult to speak: "How did you find out that this old man is a disciple of Xinghai Sect?"

"After the cultivation level reaches the seventh level of Dao Peeping Realm, the quality of the mind and soul will change, and it will be contaminated with the taste of the practice!" Ye Qian said with a smile: "In your soul, there is the smell of Xinghaizong's skills! If you are not mistaken, you should be Take away this physical body!"

This is not Ye Qian's nonsense, if not, he can't really be sure that the old man is a disciple of Xinghai Sect.

Moreover, looking at the incompatibility between the old man's spirit and body, life and death are hanging by a thread, which is obviously a sign of not being successful in seizing the house.

Ye Qian guessed this point himself.

"Good eyesight!" The old man smiled wryly, "This old man is the elder of the Xinghai Sect. The sect underwent a drastic change, and he was lucky enough to escape the remnants of his soul. The first time he seized the house, he encountered a catastrophe. This second time, it's not so good. Lucky!"

The elder of Xinghaizong, that is at least the cultivation base of the eighth level of Dao Realm!

With this cultivation base, he can win the house twice, even if he is so unlucky the second time, it is considered good luck to vote for a mortal who is near the end of his lifespan.

It's better than being forced to seize the beast.

"How about it, I know someone from the City Lord's Mansion, how about we take him and receive the reward?"

Ye Qian ignored the Xinghaizong old man and asked the little beggar.

If it was said that before, it was because he wanted to repay Xing Haizong's token of favor, but now, he admires this little beggar very much.

Satisfied with the answer, Ye Qian did not hesitate to give this little beggar a chance.

Come anyway!

"No!" The little beggar shook his head, "Whatever you want, you can steal, cheat or rob, but you can't betray others!"