Zhou Tianlong walked all the way down the woods, but never found any trace of Tong Liang. He felt very annoyed in his heart: "Well, let's deal with Tong Liang after we return to the sect! This kind of person must never be allowed to live in the world.
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Since Tong Liang could not be found, Zhou Tianlong was no longer anxious, but walked slowly along the woods, chatting with Zhou Hun as he walked: "Hey! What kind of cultivation level do you have? You are just a soul.
, it will allow me to have the strength of the Imperial Martial Realm in a short period of time! If your body were here, what a powerful existence it would be!"
Zhou Hun just kept laughing and did not answer Zhou Tianlong's words. Every time when issues such as strength and identity were discussed, Zhou Hun always remained silent.
Zhou Tianlong has become accustomed to these. Although Zhou Hun didn't answer, he kept asking questions along the way. After all, Zhou Hun's performance today was an eye-opener for him. More than a dozen warriors in the True Martial Realm were in front of him in an instant.
His men were killed.
The two of them walked towards the Tianyu Mountains while talking and laughing.
Zhengjia Village, by the Tianlong River.
A yellow-haired man stood with his hands behind his back. He looked about forty years old and had a fierce look on his face. However, his strength had actually reached the late stage of the True Martial Realm. Behind him, there were dozens of people.
, these people seem to have high levels of cultivation, and they are basically at the early stage of the True Martial Realm or the late stage of the Mortal Martial Realm.
Opposite this group of people, there was another group of people standing, including old and young, men and women. They were all villagers from Zhengjia Village. But at this moment, they were all trembling and looking at each other with fear.
Looking at the yellow-haired man opposite.
The yellow-haired man scanned the villagers and shouted sternly: "I ask again, where did King Huoyun Evil God Tong go? Was he killed? Why was Huoyun Mountain empty? Was he destroyed?
explain!"
The group of people behind him also shouted: "Speak quickly! If you don't tell me, I will kill you!"
The villagers across from each other looked at each other in confusion. They knew that the yellow-haired man in front of them was Chen Meng, the leader of the village in Baizhang Mountain, about twenty miles away from Zhengjia Village. He was usually the best friend of Fire Cloud Evil God Wang Tong, and he was also the best friend.
A vicious man who kills without blinking an eye.
Chen Meng had been bored recently and wanted to visit Wang Tong in Huoyun Mountain, but found that there was no one on Huoyun Mountain. It seemed that someone had set up a trap, and he also expected that Wang Tong would be in trouble.
If Wang Tong was still alive, if there was any danger in Huoyun Mountain, Wang Tong would definitely go to him for help.
Thinking of this, Chen Meng couldn't help but get very angry. He knew that Zhengjia Village was closest to Huoyun Mountain, so he led his troops to Zhengjia Village, hoping to find out the truth about the destruction of Huoyun Mountain from the villagers' mouths.
These villagers naturally knew that Huoyun Mountain was destroyed by Zhou Tianlong, and although Wang Tong died in the hands of his minions in the end, he died because he was seriously injured by Zhou Tianlong.
But if they tell him, Chen Meng will definitely not let Zhou Tianlong go. Although they are ordinary people and don't know anything about cultivation, they also know that Chen Meng's strength is far higher than Wang Tong. Don't look at it.
Zhou Tianlong can defeat Wang Tong, but he may not be able to defeat Chen Meng.
If it weren't for Zhou Tianlong, they might have already faced the tragic fate of leaving their hometown, so today they have made up their minds that even if they die here, they will never betray their hero.
The village chief shook his head: "Master Chen, we really don't know who destroyed Huoyun Mountain!"
"Fart! You are so close to Huoyun Mountain. How could you not know that such a big thing happened in Huoyun Mountain? I think you are deliberately covering up the murderer. Maybe you are an accomplice!" Chen Meng said sternly.
"Come here!" Chen Meng suddenly shouted: "Tie up these people!"
"Yes!" The people behind Chen Meng agreed and walked towards the villagers.
Seeing that Chen Meng was really angry, the villagers felt even more uneasy. In terms of cruelty, Chen Meng was even more brutal than Wang Tong. It seemed that today was really a dead end!
How could these villagers resist the bandits from Baizhang Mountain? In just a short time, they were all tied up.
Two fierce gleams shot out from Chen Meng's eyes: "Are you going to tell me or not? If you don't tell me, I will kill you all today!" After saying that, Chen Meng turned around and pulled out a handful from the hand of a subordinate next to him.
The bright tip of the steel knife was pointed at the villagers.
A group of villagers shaken off their clothes and fought. They were all honest country people. They had never seen such a scene before, and all of them turned pale with fear.
Among the villagers, only the village chief is a warrior and is a little more courageous. Although he is also tied up by the people from Baizhang Mountain at this moment, he still insists: "Master Chen, we really don't know, you
Even if you kill us, we won’t know!”
Hearing this, the murderous intent on Chen Meng's face became even more intense. He glanced at all the villagers and said, "Oh? I won't know if I kill you. Well, I'll try to kill one first!"
As he spoke, Chen Meng walked towards the villagers with his knife in hand.
The villagers were trembling with fear, but they had only one belief in their hearts at this moment: Since the great hero saved their Zhengjia Village, it was Zhengjia Village’s turn to save him this time. Even if they lost their lives here today,
They will never reveal anything about Zhou Tianlong.
Zheng Xin and his wife were deeply moved when they saw that the villagers still refused to confess Zhou Tianlong under such circumstances. They had long regarded Zhou Tianlong as their own child, and even if they died for him at this moment, it would be a worthy death.
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"Fei'er, Tianlong, remember to avenge us!" Zheng Xin said secretly in his heart, and was secretly glad that Zheng Fei had returned to Tianyu Sect, otherwise he would have suffered the same disaster today.
The village chief turned around and glanced at the villagers, with a faint smile on his face. These villagers did not disappoint him. We in Zhengjia Village cannot do such things as ungratefulness. Great hero, look at it, you are right
The villagers of Zhengjia Village are willing to sacrifice their lives to repay the kindness of my Zhengjia Village.
Chen Meng walked up to the villagers and suddenly raised the knife, which frightened the villagers into screaming.
"Huh!" The steel knife fell and was placed on the village chief's neck. Chen Meng asked sternly: "Old man, let me ask you one last time, whether you want to tell me or not!"
The village chief smiled lightly: "Master Chen, how many times have I told you, we really don't know!" There was no fear in his words, so what if he gave up his life for Zhou Tianlong.
"Okay!" Chen Meng laughed loudly: "Then let you go to the underworld to meet the Lord of Hell!" As he spoke, he raised the steel knife and was about to chop it off the village chief's head.
"Village Chief!" the villagers shouted, all of them closing their eyes tightly, unable to bear to watch this bloody scene again.
"Don't kill my grandpa!" Suddenly, a child burst into tears.
"Huh?" Chen Meng's knife suddenly stopped in mid-air. He lowered his head and looked at the crying child, with a ferocious smile on his face.
"Hahahaha! Very good, very good! I won't kill your grandpa!" As he spoke, Chen Meng pulled the child in front of him: "Old man, if I don't kill you, I will kill your grandson first. If you don't want
If your grandson dies, just tell me the truth!"
Seeing that Chen Meng wanted to kill his precious grandson, the village chief's heart suddenly trembled and he shouted loudly: "Chen Meng, don't kill him. If you dare, kill me! Kill me!"
"Hahahaha!" Chen Meng laughed even more horribly: "As expected, this child is your weakness. If you don't let me kill him, I will kill him. If you don't want him to die, you should know what to do!
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The child was so frightened that he cried loudly. He was pinched in Chen Meng's arms and kicked with his hands and feet. He kept crying: "Grandpa! Grandpa!"
Seeing Chen Meng's knife raised above his grandson's head, the village chief's heart felt as if a knife was twisting his head. This precious grandson was his lifeblood. If anything happened to him, he wouldn't be able to survive.
With his precious grandson on one side and the kindness of a great hero on the other, the village chief was caught in a dilemma, and was so anxious that he broke out in cold sweat.
The child's parents also burst into tears and begged Chen Meng, but Chen Meng was a murderous robber and would not listen to their pleas.
Seeing that their son was about to die by the sword, the child's parents really wanted to tell the truth at all costs, but since their father was here, they did not have the right to speak; moreover, they knew that if they told the truth,
Although the children may be able to save their lives, I am afraid that they will be spurned by all the villagers from now on, saying that they are ungrateful villains.
The couple was so anxious that they burst into tears and tried desperately to break free from the rope and go up to rescue their son, but as two ordinary people, they were unable to do anything.
"That's it!" The village chief sighed and turned to look at his son and daughter-in-law. Seeing their faces covered with tears, he felt unhappy.
Turning back and looking at his precious grandson who was crying loudly, the village chief shook his head and said secretly: "My child, don't blame grandpa for being cruel! The hero saved our entire Zhengjia Village, and I will never do it for you.
betray him! In the future, grandpa will find a way to avenge you!"
Thinking of this, the village chief closed his eyes and stopped looking at the scene in front of him.
When Chen Meng saw that the village chief had closed his eyes, his expression became even grimmer: "Okay! Very good! Old man, that means you would rather let your grandson die than tell the truth, right? Then don't blame me for being cruel.
Got it!"
As he spoke, Chen Meng slashed the child's head with his steel knife.
All the villagers closed their eyes and couldn't bear to watch this scene again. A child of several years old died like this under the butcher's knife of the bandits.
"Dang!" Suddenly, there was a crisp sound. When the villagers heard that the sound was wrong, they couldn't help but be startled. They hurriedly opened their eyes, and immediately opened their mouths. They were all shocked by the strange scene in front of them.
I saw that the steel knife did not hit the child's head, but above the child's head, there was a rusty, half-broken, rectangular broken iron bar, blocking Chen Meng from trying to chop it down.