"Those who kill will be killed without mercy. My dear, you are too cruel to treat a little girl like this."
A misty sound came from among the trees, echoing around.
"Who? Who is causing trouble?" Fang Chengming heard the voice, looked around nervously, and gradually tightened his grip on the crossbow. They had been here for so long, and since they had not found any trace of this weirdo!
"You only saw me killing her here, but you didn't see her preparing to kill me. The only enemy in this world is you and me. How is that moral?"
Qin Tian shook off the blood stains on the Weeping Blood Sword, with his hands behind his back without any trace of panic on his face.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
A gust of wind jumped over Qin Tian's body. Qin Tian subconsciously looked at his right hand and saw that the Weeping Blood Sword had disappeared.
"Your sword is an evil thing, but its quality is not high. It's a pity." The voice sounded again, but this time it was not far away from them.
Qin Tian and Fang Chengming subconsciously looked over and saw an old man over fifty years old sitting on a tree not far away. The old man's posture was extremely irregular. Even when he was sitting, he had his legs crossed and his body was crossed.
He was no more than six feet tall, his cheeks were covered by his beard, and only his shining eyes and straight nose were visible.
He played with the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, and the realm on his body was also unpredictable. Qin Tian could only feel a strong pressure from him, which was his intuition for the strong.
"Senior, we have no grievances, why do you want to take my sword?"
Qin Tian looked at the old man and knew in his heart that he was outmatched, but he wondered why a person of this level came to him? Not to mention drawing a sword to help when the road was rough, how could those foxes of the older generation be so idle!
"We have no grievances, but we are destined!" The old man looked at the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, touched his gray beard, and flicked his fingers.
"call out."
The Weeping Blood Sword suddenly fell in front of Qin Tian and penetrated the ground for a full three feet, which showed the old man's skill.
"Senior, if you have anything to do, it's okay to say it." Qin Tian hated to ramble on and on, so he simply asked bluntly.
"It's not a big deal. There's just a fortune teller who said that the person who can take over what I'm holding is in this quiet mountain. His surname is Qin." After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Qin Tian and said, "Your name is Qin Tian?"
Qin Tian: "..." Another fortune teller?
Even Qin Tian didn't know what happened. It was just that Fang Chengming's life and death calamity was calculated. Why was the old man in front of him so involved in his fate?
"No, my junior's surname is not Qin, my surname is Fang, my name is Chengming." Qin Tian really didn't want to have such troubles, so he made a serious face and lied without changing his expression.
Fang Chengming: "..."
"Hahaha, lying is not a good habit."
The old man looked at Qin Tian and burst into laughter. His crossed legs kept shaking, which was very unseemly. "But I am a good thing. If you take over, you will not only be able to reach the stage of a saint in this life."
"Senior is joking, junior is not from the Qin family."
Qin Tian was not moved at all when he heard this. If that thing was really that good, how could it be transferred to him by this old man? In this world, there is always a lot of strength and ambition, and Qin Tian thinks that he has not yet.
to such an extent.
"Is your surname really Fang? That's really strange."
The old man looked at Qin Tian for a while, and then appeared in front of Qin Tian with a hiss. Qin Tian was calm and motionless, but Fang Chengming next to him was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
"Indeed." Qin Tian continued to panic with a calm expression. Even Fang Chengming had to admire his boss's attitude. If it were him, he would have stuttered.
"Hahaha, you kid is really interesting. You have lost such a big benefit. If those people who are chasing after me and asking for it know about it, I am afraid you will lose even a trace of your soul."
The old man looked at Qin Tian and burst into laughter. There was a little sparkle in his eyes when he looked at Qin Tian.
If others heard that this thing had such an effect, they would have eagerly agreed. Even the eyes of the kid next to him would light up, but Qin Tian was indifferent.
"The junior knows how much he weighs now, and there is no way he is the person the senior is looking for."
Qin Tian slightly cupped his hands, he still respected the attackers. Although the old man in front of him did not show any aura, he could definitely crush them to death with one finger.
"You are the first one who is so neat to me. You can take this first. If you can use it one day, you will agree to my request."
After the old man raised his head and laughed a few times, he threw a strange stone with patterns to Qin Tian. When Qin Tian took it and raised his eyes, the old man seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, with no trace of his figure or breath left.
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Qin Tian rubbed the stone in his hand. Although he didn't know what the stone could be used for, it might be good to save his life at critical moments. Seeing the old man's behavior, there was no way he could lie to him.
"Boss, who is this person?" Fang Chengming stared at the spot for a long time, turned around in a shrinking manner, but did not find any figure. Then he suddenly realized how powerful the person just now was.
"I don't know either."
Qin Tian shook his head. Even in his previous life, he had never met someone who could suppress his own realm to such an extent. If he didn't look carefully, he would have thought he was a mortal. Qin Tian thought and looked at the person who was buried by the old man's finger.
I could only cry blood deep in the hilt of the sword, and sighed in my heart. I didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing to offend such a strong man.
"Rustling."
At this time, there was a noise in the grass. Fang Chengming immediately put on his crossbow and stared nervously at the grass. A golden animal eye slowly appeared, and then the little black dragon bit into one of his
The monster beast, whose body was countless times bigger, jumped out suddenly.
"The corpses are all here. Get the demon pill yourself." The little black dragon said, putting down the corpse and licking his paws.
"So easy?"
Fang Chengming looked at the corpses on the ground, and he was still a little unable to react. Since this trial they had ended in less than three days.
"We can hunt for demon elixirs. Some of the things about this demon beast are also quite useful."
Qin Tian took out his knife as he spoke, and neatly cut open the Jagged Poison Wolf's head, found the poison sac next to his mouth, turned around and threw it to Fang Chengming, "Your arrows are too weak. It will be better if you add poison."
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"Okay." Fang Chengming also feels the same way. If his arrow cannot penetrate other people's defense, then he will be completely passive, which will be very detrimental to him...
"Pack it up, let's go." Qin Tian had killed more monsters than people in his previous life, so his hands and feet were naturally nimble, and he collected all the useful things in a short while...