"Ah...! Boy, you are so cruel. I only cut off one of your arms, but you want to cut off both of my arms."

The man suddenly lowered his attitude again: "Young hero, now that I am a useless person, you should let me go now. As long as you are willing to let me go, I will give you all my belongings.

"

The man was already twitching in pain, looking at Song Xiaohu with a look on his face pleading for mercy, but only he knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"Haha, do you think I will let you go? If I let you go, won't I have to wait for you to come to me again to seek revenge?"

"No, no, it won't happen. With the senior who just protected you, you wouldn't even dare to lend me a hundred courages. Don't kill me...!"

Song Xiaohu didn't seem to hear anything he said and just raised the knife and dropped it.

A fountain of blood sprayed out, and the man's round head rolled to the ground!

"Brother Xiaohu, are you okay?"

No matter what, the Liu Feng brothers and sisters have grown up fighting and killing in the world of immortality since they were young. Naturally, these bloody scenes are nothing.

Liu Yunxi was just worried about Song Xiaohu at this moment. Looking at the blood sprayed all over his face, he couldn't help but take a few steps forward, his face full of distress.

Because Liu Yunxi could see that Song Xiaohu had a broken arm, and no one could accept it. The ferocity just now was just to vent his emotions. Even if he killed the enemy himself, the arm would never grow back.

Song Xiaohu wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve and shook his head subconsciously: "I'm fine!"

He threw the knife on the ground and looked at the other dozen people.

When they met Song Xiaohu's devilish eyes, those people couldn't help but shudder subconsciously, and their faces turned pale with fear.

"As for their life or death, it's up to you to decide."

After Song Xiaohu finished speaking, he turned around and walked aside, waiting quietly by himself.

The two brothers and sister are naturally not saintly-hearted. If someone kills me, I will kill someone. Naturally, they still understand.

Then there were screams one after another, and all the dozen or so people were killed by the brother and sister.

"Brother Xiaohu, these storage rings are for you."

The brother and sister cleaned up the mess and finally came to Song Xiaohu's side with smiles on their faces.

Song Xiaohu looked at the storage rings in Liu Yunxi's hand, and subconsciously thought of his parents at home.

Because in the past two years or so, Song Xiaohu has dealt with many immortal cultivators.

Naturally, I also learned a lot about immortal cultivators.

Later, he found out that the techniques practiced by the gentlemen in Dahe Village belonged to the realm of physical cultivation in the world of immortality. After practicing to a certain level, they were even more powerful than those who cultivated immortality.

And naturally, as your cultivation level increases, your lifespan will also increase.

In the past two years or so, he has personally proven all this. Every time he relies on his physical training to avoid danger, so whenever he has time, he practices more diligently.

Now he and his father Song Dafa have both practiced physical training.

At the same time, I also obtained various techniques used by some immortal cultivators, including other miscellaneous cultivation resources, etc.

I was thinking that when I return home, my mother, Ma Xiuyu, and the others will also try to see if they can have spiritual roots and become immortal cultivators.

He was not polite at all and took three storage rings, including the one in the transformation stage.

Now that his level of physical cultivation has long surpassed that of the second-rate scoundrels in the village, he can naturally use magic weapons such as storage items and stuff them all into the storage ring he originally wore on his hand.

"Okay, we can set off, come up."

Yang Donglai suddenly appeared on the cloud shuttle.

He could clearly see the scene where Song Xiaohu killed the god-transformation stage from the beginning to the end.

Naturally, I was also very satisfied with Song Xiaohu's approach. He had no womanly kindness and would kill when he should. He was very decisive.

"Brother Xiaohu, wuwu...! I will definitely go to find you, I will definitely go!"

Liu Yunxi felt that they were about to leave, so she immediately flew into Song Xiaohu's arms, hugged him tightly, and cried hard, reluctant to leave.

"Sister Yunxi, there is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever. I feel really happy during the time I spend with you."

Song Xiaohu's face turned red all of a sudden: "Sister Yunxi, don't be like this. Just like you said, if you have time in the future, go to Dahe Village to find me. It's not like we have no chance to meet."

Finally, under Liu Feng's tugging, Liu Yunxi finally let go of his hand, and Song Xiaohu quickly jumped onto the Cloud-Crossing Shuttle.

"Brother Xiaohu...you must wait for me, I will definitely come to find you...!"

As the Yunchuan Shuttle started to leave, Liu Yunxi was still crying and shouting.

Finally, the two brothers and sister also left the ancient battlefield of gods and demons in a flying magic spacecraft used by immortal cultivators.

The mountain behind Dahe Village.

Song Xiaohu was directly thrown off the Cloud Crossing Shuttle by Yang Donglai, and then disappeared.

Song Xiaohu's head was spinning in confusion, waves of nausea reached his throat, and he bent over and vomited non-stop.

It was actually because the speed of the shuttle through the clouds just now was too fast. Song Xiaohu's heart was throbbing all the way and he still hadn't reacted.

Yang Donglai has just entered the house.

The big yellow dog waggled its tail and ran over. He touched the dog's head and sat directly at the stone table in the yard. He poured a glass of water and drank it in a big gulp.

When I heard the hustle and bustle in the kitchen, it goes without saying that Daya must be preparing to make lunch.

Just about to open his mouth and shout.

(Congratulations to the owner, the task of finding Song Xiaohu has been completed. You have three opportunities to choose items at will, which can be used at any time.)

Yang Donglai subconsciously raised the corner of his mouth, feeling proud in his heart.

If you add in the previous selection times for unused items, there are a total of six selections at this time.

There is also Song Xiaobao's infertility, which is a serious health problem. There are so many magical herbs and prescriptions. If they are not bad, this task should be completed soon.

At that time, he would have seven opportunities to choose items at will. He really thought about what he needed most now.

"Hey, brother-in-law, you are back."

"Wow, daddy, when did you come back from the back mountain? We all miss you so much!"

"Yes, master, hehehe, I'm so happy to see you!"

As early as yesterday, the children in the college had already started going to school.

Erya Xiaowen, Li Linglong, and several other little guys walked in from outside.

As soon as they saw their father, whom they hadn't seen for a few days, the little guys all jumped up and down, laughing and flying towards him.

Beside them, Erya Xiaowen and Li Linglong also had smiles on their faces.

Although the speed of Feiyun shuttle is not slow, he wasted a lot of time in the battlefield of Shenmao Gu to find Song Xiaohu.

The positioning of the chanting mirror has positioned Song Xiaohu's position, but I know that it is just the approximate area of ​​the Shenmao Gulu battlefield.

Then, if there is no positioning mirror, if there is no positioning mirror, let alone a few days, I am afraid that in the end, he may not be able to find him for decades.

"Haha, Dad, I miss you too!"

Yang Donglai hugged his son lazily and put it on his legs. The little guy was also happy.

"Donglai, when did you come back, why didn't I hear the movement?"

After hearing the voice of Yang Dong's speech, Da Ya hurried out of the kitchen.

Naturally, she knew what Yang Donglai did, and her face was full of smiles. The big stone in her heart was a few days in her heart, and she finally fell steadily.

Besides, Song Xiaohu at this time.

Standing at the door of his home, every time he reached out to push the door, look down at the empty position of the right shoulder, and put down his left hand. I don't know how to face the father and mother.

At this moment.

From the alley over the Hutong, a young and beautiful woman, carrying a large rice box in her hand, is walking towards this side.

It is Ma Xiuyu, who came to Song Dafa's two sons to send me a meal.
Chapter completed!