Chapter 26 The Smile Reveals the Breath of Poverty
If there is a hell in the world, then for Jin Xiong, it is now, here and now.
The pressure of the fifth level of Qi Condensation swept across inadvertently, and a look of despair appeared on his face.
The two cultivators who came from both sides of the alley did not hide their cultivation level at all. They were both masters who were a little higher than themselves.
Although the child was a fourth-level Qi Condensation cultivator like him and Yin Xiu, his strength was obviously much stronger than his.
At such an age, one can reach the fourth level of Qi Condensation, and is far stronger than ordinary fourth-level Qi Condensation practitioners. Such a genius can only be cultivated in a big force.
"We have no grievances, why do you treat us like this?" Jin Xiong had a horrific wound on his upper body, and his hanging wrist was dripping with red blood, making his desperate voice sound extremely dry.
The child took two steps forward. At this moment, the expression on his face was no longer as innocent as before, but instead showed the viciousness of an adult.
After crushing the medicinal powder scattered on the ground with his feet, the child sneered:
"Mortal's golden cure?"
After a pause, he spoke again:
"Qingyu Dew, Huitian Pills, how many spiritual stones do you need? You actually use Golden Sore Medicine?"
"What kind of truth do you think you are cultivating?"
He paused and his expression became more fierce.
"Cultivation is something that you poor people can't afford?"
"It's because you poor casual cultivators wander around the world every day looking for a sense of existence that mortals can have hope of cultivating truth! Do I need a reason to kill all of you maggot-like casual cultivators?"
"Who are you? This Qinghu Town follows the rules of cultivation." Yin Xiu's face turned pale, but she still managed to remain calm and asked,
"Rules?" At this moment, a cultivator behind the child had walked over. Hearing Yin Xiu's question, he smiled and said, "In Qinghu Bay, the young master of the Baihua Gang in front of you is the rule."
There was a proud smile on the child's face, extremely satisfied with his subordinate's flattery.
"Young Master of the Baihua Gang?" The two of them looked ashen.
In Qinghu Bay, no one knows the name of the Baihua Gang.
The entire industry in Qinghu Bay belongs to the Baihua Gang, and the largest restaurant is Baihua House.
The largest city is Baihuafang City.
The largest fishing ground is Baihua Fishing Ground.
Almost all industries are branded with the Baihua Gang, and it is said that the Baihua Gang has very close contacts with the nearby sect Qinghemen, and the young leader of the Baihua Gang is a rare cultivation genius, so he has been banned by Qinghemen.
Could it be that the elder took him under his wing and was the child in front of him?
The child sneered, and then ordered the people around him: "Old rules."
"Buzz!"
The sword light flashed, and a flying sword pierced Jin Xiong's chest as fast as lightning. The huge force drove him backwards, and with a "dang" sound, the flying sword penetrated straight into the wall, and actually pinned him to the wall.
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He was covered in blood, but he was still alive. He tilted his head and stared blankly at Yin Xiu, who was covering her mouth with tears streaming down her face.
The child just walked in front of the female cultivator, and the enemy would ask for it with skillful movements.
"Put your hand down, block it and cut it straight away!"
Yin Xiu slowly lowered his hands and closed his eyes tightly, his eyelids trembling uncontrollably.
The child looked at it carefully for a long time, shook his head and said.
"That's all casual cultivators do. You can just get rid of them after you finish playing with them."
"Thank you, Master!"
The two subordinates thanked the child together.
Looking at the two subordinates with evil eyes, the child stood aside like this, as if waiting for a big show.
At this time, a figure passed by at the entrance of the alley. He was slightly startled, seemed to feel something, and looked up.
At the other end of the alley, a young man dressed as a hunter was walking past.
"Oh, this kind of thing is also a cultivator?" The child whispered to himself, and then called to his two subordinates.
"Stop playing with this, I found another toy." He said and ran quickly towards the alley.
The two subordinates were burning with unknown fire. Although they were reluctant in their hearts, they did not dare to have any objections and exchanged a look.
"Buzz!" After the soft sound of the flying sword, the two of them followed the young master of the Baihua Gang closely, but did not look at Yin Xiu behind him, covering his throat and making a "gurgling" sound, leaning against the wall.
Slip slowly.
A huge blood hole appeared in her throat, and blood kept pouring out from between her fingers. Her pupils shivered and shrank. At the last moment, she just looked with all her strength, and finally met Jin Xiong's eyes without any vitality.
The happy gaze of the past is like a fleeting glimpse, and finally freezes.
This pair of cultivators, who longed to one day be able to achieve the realm of flying in the sky, wielding swords and staying in both places, died like this in an unknown alley.
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Jufu Tower in Qinghu Bay Nei Town.
The scale is only above average, but it is located on the bank of a tributary of Qinghu Bay, and the architectural layout is elegant, making its reputation no less than the largest Baihua Building in the town.
It was not a meal time at this time, and there were not many people dining in the building, which made several hard-to-get seats on the riverside side available.
A whole table of dishes was placed on one of the tables, but at this moment there were many empty plates, and Wang Chen was munching on them.
If you can rely on your ability to be a hunter all year round to live a life of survival in the wild, then in the deep end you can only rely on the colorless and tasteless storage ring that has been stored for hundreds of years.
After half a year of chewing Bigu Pills like wax, he simply thought that he had become a god who did not eat the fireworks of the world but was extremely nostalgic for the fireworks of the world.
So the third important thing when coming to Qinghu Bay is to eat.
Arowana head with chopped pepper, spicy black-bone chicken, deviled pepper barbecue leg, whatever is exciting.
Don't ask if it's slightly spicy, medium spicy or extra spicy, it's just abnormally spicy.
The purchasing power of a spiritual stone is astonishing, just like a sumptuous table of delicacies in front of you. Although the ingredients are ordinary, for Wang Chen who has lived under the deep cliff for more than half a year, the food is extremely delicious. In a short period of time,
This set meal, which was enough for four people to share, was completely eaten by Wang Chen.
"This flying sword costs a lot of spiritual stones, so it should be cherished." Wang Chen, who had refreshed his understanding of the purchasing power of spiritual stones, thought to himself.
For the first time, he had a flying sword made of cold iron. He was quite happy and wished he could reach the sixth level of Qi Condensation as soon as possible and fly the sword to the sky.
Remembering that he had become successful with some rusty swords, but now he finally had the first flying sword in his life, Wang Chen felt hot in his heart, and coupled with the satisfaction brought by the spicy food, his mood
Very good.
At this time, there seemed to be a brief noise at the gate of Jufu Tower. There was a vague spiritual consciousness sweeping over, and then it quickly fell silent. Wang Chen was gnawing on a chicken leg, and when he looked up, he saw only one person.
The child with red lips and white teeth was running towards him with a smile.
At first, he didn't pay attention. There were many empty tables around. It was normal for the child to look at which table and came over. However, he didn't expect that the child suddenly stopped when he came to him, and actually called out obediently.
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"Big brother."
"Eh? You actually called me?" Wang Chen was a little surprised when he looked at the well-behaved child in front of him with an innocent and pure smile, and was inexplicably stunned.
"What's wrong, little brother?" Wang Chen stopped chewing, swallowed the food in his mouth, and forced a loving smile, but the chili oil on his lips was a little reflective at the moment.
"Your smile smells of poverty, it stinks so much!" The child looked innocent, but said extremely hurtful words.
"The smile... smells of poverty? Who the hell taught you this adjective?"