After being bound by the cute new system, I took the whole place flying

This man deliberately emphasized the words "immortal" and "human". The young disciples around him were all angry and insane when they heard this. Since Si Qing never spoke, they did not dare to act rashly.

For a moment, the scene was very quiet, but unexpectedly, when the cultivator saw that Si Qing and the others were silent, he said even more proudly:

"People who cultivate immortals are inherently cold-blooded. They are not of my race and their intentions will be punished. Can we expect them to concentrate on helping us?"

The volume of these words was a bit loud, so all the tables around him looked at him.

Si Qing was keenly aware that the table at the rear right was deeper.

[Host, there is a demon cultivator behind you to the right. I have just detected that this demon cultivator is in a very unstable mood. He must have been angered by what this man just said. ]

Si Qing slowly raised his lips, feeling better now.

The show is about to begin.

"This fellow Taoist, these words are so complacent. What do you mean by those who are not of my race, they must be punished? These eight words are really chilling."

Immortal cultivators also start from a mortal body, and are tempered step by step to become a semi-immortal body. The starting point is also a human being. In their mouth, such people can only bear the responsibility of killing those who are not of my race. These eight characters, Not to mention these demon cultivators.

These eight words are simply a prohibition in the world of demon cultivators. They are the reverse scales of a dragon. Anyone who touches them will die, and anyone who touches them will be destroyed.

Originally, he was just resting in this inn today and planned to leave this morning, but unexpectedly, he met such a person who couldn't speak here.

Being interrupted in vain, the man was also a little dissatisfied.

"What? Is this fellow Taoist dissatisfied with what I just said? But these eight words are the wise sayings passed down by the ancient saints from ancient times. From ancient times to the present, thousands of cases have also told us this The truth is that those who are not of my race will have their hearts punished. I think this sentence is very..."

Before the man could finish speaking, his mouth opened and closed, but no more words came out.

Si Qing raised his eyes and saw a chopstick inserted straight into the man's heart. Glancing at the tip of the chopstick that had penetrated, Si Qing lowered his eyes slightly.

Killed in one blow, no hope of saving.

This incident happened suddenly. When everyone reacted, ordinary people immediately ran away with their heads in their hands, and screams were heard all around. After all those people left, there were only four tables left in the store.

Among them, Si Qing's table was included.

"Uncle Sixth Master!"

The young disciples immediately stood up from their seats and gathered around Si Qing, holding their hands on the swords at their waists in a vigilant posture.

"Okay, it's nothing serious. Why are you so flustered? Go back to your seat and sit down. Breakfast is not over yet."

Si Qing glanced nonchalantly at the body lying on the ground.

"But Uncle Sixth Master..."

Futian wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Si Qing's look. After a moment, Futian sat in his seat. Seeing Futian like this, several other young disciples simply returned to their original positions.

Si Qing picked up the bamboo chopsticks.

"Chopsticks are good chopsticks, but it's a pity that good tools don't come with good things."

These words were full of sarcasm. Wasn't that man stabbed to death by bamboo chopsticks?

He also said that bamboo chopsticks are a good thing. Doesn't this mean that the person is not worthy of the chopsticks?

Poor, such a good person, he is not as light as these bamboo chopsticks in Si Qing's place. Everyone turned around, and the one on the right rear immediately laughed out loud.

"What this fellow Taoist said is true. It's really good stuff. It's so cheap."

Si Qing didn't look back at all, her eyes were fixed on the breakfast on her table.

Seeing that Si Qing ignored him, the man immediately came forward.

"My name is Xiuzhu. As you can see, I turned a bamboo into a spirit. I was taken in by an old Taoist priest and taught me some methods. Now I can barely be regarded as a demon cultivator. What the man just said was too unpleasant to listen to. We demon cultivators hate it the most. That’s eight words. Therefore, I acted a little impulsively. If I disturbed everyone, I will apologize to you here."

Si Qing then raised his eyes and glanced at him. Yes, he had clear eyebrows and a slender figure. He looked like a handsome young man.

"Bamboo becomes spirit? Your temperament is like that of pepper becoming spirit."

After listening to Si Qing's words, the man was not angry.

"You are not the first person to say that I have a bad temper. Who stipulates that bamboo must be elegant and light? That person's words are so unpleasant to listen to. If I don't fight back, it won't be worthy of my status as a demon cultivator when I go back. "

As he spoke, he looked at Si Qing. Such a figure, demeanor, and calm temperament in the face of danger are definitely not something ordinary mortals can display.

Moreover, the sharp fluctuations around Si Qing's body were very powerful, and even he did not dare to explore easily.

"I see that the spiritual power in your body is so strong. Is this a cultivator of immortality?"

Si Qing raised his eyebrows at him.

"Why are you so sure? Maybe I am a demon cultivator like you?"

Si Qing raised his eyes with a smile on his lips. Xiuzhu was dazzled by the smile for a moment and subconsciously looked away.

"Although I am a demon cultivator, I still have self-awareness. We demon cultivators don't have such a clear and wonderful person."

What he said sounded pleasant to me, but I didn't expect that this little demon cultivator had an open-minded temperament.

"Excuse me, this person is affecting my appetite. If I don't eat in the morning, I will feel uncomfortable all day long. For the sake of my quality of life today, since this person is the fault of you, please excuse me. Use your precious hands to deal with this person a little bit."

Si Qing lowered his eyes and didn't pay any attention to the man lying on the ground.

Xiuzhu curled his lips and smiled. He had originally planned to clean up this person. He was not like those annoying demon cultivators who just killed people and ran away. They required some professional ethics at least.

After the man left, Si Qing spent the morning looking around at the few people around him who were no longer in the mood to continue.

"If you don't want to eat, don't force it. Come upstairs to my room. I have something to explain."

So, Si Qing led the group back to the bedroom again.

"Uncle Sixth Master, that person just acted so ruthlessly, shouldn't we take care of him?"

Futian was the first to speak, which actually triggered some different comments.

"Senior Brother Futian, you also heard what that person said just now. He made it clear that he doesn't take us immortal cultivators seriously, and he also said that those who are not of my race will be punished. This sentence is really hurtful. Don’t we who are cultivators of immortality count as human beings?”

"That's right, that's right. Since this man regards us as aliens, there is no need for us to protect him. I think he deserves to die today."

Listening to the many brothers and sisters who made such remarks, Futian pursed his lips and lowered his head, not knowing what to say.