Xia Qingyang and his two junior brothers watched the development of the situation coldly. Robbery from the rich and giving to the poor is not a method of giving... This man is free and easy, but leaving real money in this small mountain village is another matter of purchasing power. Just let these hands
It is very problematic for the old and the weak to share the same wealth with the young and strong.
Sure enough, before it got dark, there was already a prosperous family who started to rob families who lacked young people in the village.
When everyone lives a similar life and needs to go hunting or picking in the mountains to eat, there won't be any conflicts between families, and even if there are, they won't be that serious.
For this village to exist to this day, it should have its own distribution system... that is, the strong will get more food, and the weak will get some things if they rely on the strong.
But now the 'hero' has come here and directly destroyed the original distribution rules. The strong and the weak will get the same income, and they can get something for nothing...
This greatly arouses the natural greed and some hostility in people's hearts.
The village was in chaos.
When that first group started robbing the neighborhood, the original simplicity between them disappeared... and may never be the same again.
It may not be a big deal for the old and the weak to be robbed. In addition, there are also young and strong people in the family who are not willing to be robbed, so they will naturally unite to fight back.
Although merit is what he needs, there is no need to create such a scene for merit... Even though it has nothing to do with him, his previous indulgence still made him feel uncomfortable.
Also shocked are Xue Lu and Xue Qi. They are both young people, but they are used to a bad environment. In fact, their thoughts are relatively simple.
But in front of them, the entire mountain village fell from good to evil, filling their hearts with a cold chill... This seemed to make them feel colder than the cold poison.
They couldn't help but guess what Xia Qingyang's purpose was in letting them watch this scene... Was it to educate them about the indifference of the world and to make them abandon their innocent thoughts?
They feel that they have been taught a lesson, but they are still hesitant in their hearts, not knowing what to do at this time... Are they watching these mortals fighting?
The conflict in the village finally resulted in death, and the death at the beginning meant that it was truly out of control, and a deadly feud had been formed...
Xia Qingyang sighed softly. There was no color on his face hidden under the mask. He just said coldly: "Go and kill all those who are leading the trouble, snatch back all our lost property, and then take this
People from the village return to Moqiu."
The two of them were curious, weren't they going to use people from this village to catch the 'hero'?
Xia Qingyang said calmly: "There is no need to waste time here. Several workshops over at Moqiu are short of people. It's just a good idea to disperse these people and put them in to work for us... What a waste if they are all dead."
Full of capitalist faces.
When Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi heard this, they suddenly realized that they were sent to work in a sweatshop. That is the style of our magic sect, not bad, not bad... and they have learned a lesson again.
Then the two of them attacked one after another, and according to Xia Qingyang's wishes, they quickly and easily solved the problems in the village, and looted all the property in the village...
A group of people stood submissively at the entrance of the village, waiting for the man wearing a mask and exuding a terrifying aura to show up.
At the same time, they looked blankly at the home that had been set on fire at an unknown time, and they all seemed to have expressions of regret in the blazing fire.
They calmed down.
Unexpectedly, they couldn't feel much resentment towards the Blood Pool disciples who had subdued them. Instead, they were each broken into cold sweats... What happened to them?
It's a pity that with their wisdom, they can't figure out the answer by themselves, so they can only wait for their fate honestly.
Originally, Xia Qingyang was about to wave to Xuelu and Xueqi to take the people away, but suddenly he sensed something and stopped to wait patiently.
It didn't take long for the spiritual power fluctuations under his feet to become more and more obvious... But without targeted spells, he really didn't have any good methods for this earth escape technique.
It was only then that he said lightly: "Okay, let's take them back."
As soon as he finished speaking, a hand suddenly appeared from under his foot, as if to grab his foot and drag him into the soil together.
But Xia Qingyang was already prepared. His whole body suddenly turned over with great agility, then he stood in an inverted posture and slapped down with one hand.
Just in time to meet the outstretched hand... the super-grade Taiyin Blood Palm!
The "Lingbao Mingtang Heart Sutra" also contains many insights about yin and yang and the five elements. After reading it, he at least gained a deeper understanding of the "Taiyin Secret Scroll".
But the improvement of the blood palm is not the evolution brought about by the improvement of the level of "Taiyin Divine Palm". In fact, he has not had time to turn these many insights into the level of "Taiyin Divine Palm".
The improvement of blood palm is actually brought about by simply increasing the understanding of the mysteries of the blood system...
"Lingbao Mingtang Heart Sutra" is all-encompassing, and even the mysteries of the blood system can be directly understood.
The magic brought by the super-grade "Taiyin Blood Palm" is that the blood of the little thief hiding underground is directly controlled by this palm!
Xia Qingyang used the force of his palm to counterattack and jumped up again, flipped over lightly in mid-air and landed on the ground.
And what about the people underground?
Then he jumped out of the ground with his whole body red...
This was a small woman. She looked at Xia Qingyang fiercely and said: "Thieves, what did you do to me?!"
Xia Qingyang said lightly: "It's nothing, I just want your life and death to be in my hands."
As he spoke, he raised his hand slightly, and the little woman's whole body began to convulse... The blood all over her body rushed back, making everything she saw in her eyes seem to be blood-colored.
And just when her whole body was feeling unbearable swelling and pain, the feeling subsided again.
She looked at Xia Qingyang who was wearing a mask in front of her with some horror and asked: "Who are you?"
Xia Qingyang responded calmly: "Xia Qingyang, what about you?"
The woman turned her head away as if she didn't want to say anything.
But then Xia Qingyang raised his hand again.
The woman's whole body immediately felt extremely swollen and painful, as if blood would spurt out from every pore in her body at any time.
Xia Qingyang said lightly: "Do you know what it feels like to have your eyeballs pop out of your sockets?"
The woman trembled all over, then gritted her teeth and said: "Evil thief, Master will not let you go!"