The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

Slowly, with the appearance of the first brave person, it was like a chain reaction.

One after another, the second, the third, the fourth... Liuyun Township became lively again.

The night life began day after day.

Perhaps for local residents, this kind of thing has become commonplace in the well-connected Liuyun Township.

In other words, there have been more dangerous things, let alone just a mere monster?

Sometimes, life is so ordinary that they are not used to it.

"Brother, they're gone."

"Nonsense, do you think I'm blind?"

After Xiao Jianxin, Luo Qianqiu and others left.

Die Qianchou and Hu Ganglie, who was only wearing a blanket and had transformed into a human form, appeared on the street again.

In fact, Die Qianchou had been observing everything in the dark, and he was sure that Xiao Jianxin would not dare to catch up.

The reason is simple: a desperate dog will do anything.

Force him into a desperate situation, even if he dies, all the civilians here will die with him!

It happened that this was the situation Xiao Jianxin didn't want to see, so after Luo Qianqiu said "Don't chase a desperate enemy", Xiao Jianxin gave up the idea and did not continue to pester him.

"Luo Qianqiu..."

A strong resentment flashed in Die Qianchou's eyes. He clenched his fists, and his nails almost dug into his palms.

Even the scars on his face that had been specially sutured were a little sore.

Luo Qianqiu, these three words seemed to be branded in Die Qianchou's soul. Every time he recalled them, they could arouse the deepest hatred and pain in his heart.

Once upon a time, they were brothers who shared hardships.

They joined the Kuang Dao Sect together, experienced hardships together, and shared life and death together.

But the memory of betrayal was like a sharp dagger, piercing deep into his heart and making it difficult to let go.

To this day, Di Qianchou still clearly remembers every detail of that day.

I also remember how I trusted Luo Qianqiu,

At that time, Luo Qianqiu only needed to say a nice word or make a gesture.

He can surrender and accept the trial with peace of mind.

But Luo Qianqiu didn't...

Luo Qianqiu would rather choose to believe a vicious woman than him!!!

"Brother, you don't look very good."

Hu Ganglie said this, but his face was even paler than Di Qianchou's.

After all, he was the one who was injured.

Even though he had thick skin and flesh, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed after being hit by Xiao Jianxin's sword at close range.

"I'm fine." Die Qianchou shook his head and put all the unbearable things in the past behind him.

He sighed deeply, took out a small medicine bottle from his sleeve, and threw it to Hu Ganglie.

"It's to stop the bleeding. Let's wipe it off for now."

"Brother, that mission..."

After Hu Ganglie took the medicine bottle, he did not apply it to the wound immediately. Instead, he blamed himself.

For the first time, he showed off his proud strength and even transformed into a half-orc.

But in the end it ended in failure, and I had to trouble the boss for help. I feel so ashamed.

"No problem, there will be plenty of time in the future."

Die Qianchou waved his hand nonchalantly, then revealed a sinister and vicious expression:

"I just happened to have a new idea. You should take the time to recover and come with me to visit an old friend soon."

"Male or female?" Hu Ganglie suddenly asked.

"Damn it..."

It seems like something feels wrong.

Die Qianchou couldn't help but frown slightly, turned his head and looked at Hu Ganglie carefully from top to bottom.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

The old pig hasn't looked for a young sow for three hundred years. Could there be something wrong with him?

Or......

Die Qianchou was frightened by his own inner guess and quickly hugged himself with his hands.

He glared and cursed, "I'm telling you, if you dare to have any strange thoughts or actions, I'll send you to meet your distant cousins ​​right away!"

"What is it, brother?"

Hu Ganglie clutched the blanket tightly around him, muttering with a resentful look in his eyes, "Your friends are my friends. I, Old Pig, have lived for hundreds of years and I'm very self-disciplined!"

"If the other party is a female..." Hu Ganglie suddenly became coy, "Can I not go?"

"Uh..." Die Qianchou's cheek twitched, "I can't believe you're so pure and innocent."

wrong.

This is the most terrifying point that deserves careful consideration!

"Hehe, we male demon cubs should know how to protect ourselves when we go out."

Hu Ganglie scratched his head and grinned, saying naively, "A little spider told me."

Die Qianchou had no expression on his face. He simply turned his face away, out of sight, out of mind. He said, "There's no room for negotiation on this matter."

"Well, this thing doesn't hurt, does it?"

Hu Ganglie pulled out the cork and held the bottle to his dark nostrils. He sniffed it, his expression complicated. He said with disdain, "This smell is damn intoxicating!"

"Why are you so troublesome?"

Die Qianchou was getting a little impatient. "Just wipe it off when I told you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense? It doesn't hurt!"

"Okay, I'll try... Ugh!!!" Hu Ganglie screamed in pain like a pig being slaughtered.

A long, thick black pig suddenly appeared.

Hu Ganglie was so scared that he quickly covered his hands, fearing that someone would discover that he was a pig demon.

"Didn't you say it didn't hurt?!"

"You're a fucking pig!"

Die Qianchou cursed, "I told you to apply the powder to the wound, but you poured it all in, damaging the inside. How can it not hurt?"

"Why don't you just pull your intestines out and pour them in? That would be more enjoyable!"

"Really?"

"What the hell!"

Die Qianchou was so angry that he started swearing.

In the short time that he had been with Hu Ganglie, the usually serious deacon of the Blood Demon Hall had cursed more than he had cursed today.

The key point is that you called Hu Ganglie a "pig", and he seemed to agree with it.

Although it is true.

But that's exactly why.

Di Qianchou's anger could not be fully vented, and he could only blame himself for his bad luck.

I've got such a nasty thing going on...

"Where are we going now?"

"kill."

"Oh... huh?"

The Blood Evil Demonic Power in Die Qianchou's body is still running and needs to absorb fresh blood regularly to replenish it. Of course, he can also benefit from it.

But for the moment, it is just a drop in the bucket.

The advantages of magic skills become weaker as time goes on. Forcefully raising your skills is ultimately not as reliable as practicing them in a down-to-earth manner.

Die Qianchou can improve himself by killing monks in the "Ruling Realm" when he is in the "Tuoyuan Realm".

You can also use it for your own benefit when you are in the "Kaihai Realm" to forcefully suppress the cultivators in the "Tuoyuan Realm".

But he is now at the peak of the late Huaqiao realm.

Enter the ninth level of the spirit, expand the fifth level of the origin, and open the four realms of the sea.

The cultivators who can achieve the Kaihai Realm are either the geniuses of a sect who cannot be provoked, or the centenarians who are hiding their heads and showing their tails, not to mention the Huaqiao Realm who are at the same level.

The reason why the strong people who reach the "other shore" are called "great supernatural powers" is that they are called "people with great supernatural powers".

Its value is far beyond that of "Huaqiao Realm"!

Among ten thousand cultivators in the Huaqiao realm, perhaps only one can successfully ascend to the other side.

Or maybe...no.