"Haha, whoever joins me, Jing, to hunt this madman, if things are done, will be given a hundred gold coins again!"

The Great Hero Jing swung his arms in the air, and a torrent of water shaved a whirlpool in the air, with an extremely powerful momentum. He walked into the cannibal forest step by step, and the earth shook it.

"Hiss Jing, I'll come..."

"Swoosh..."

"ah……"

A man holding a nine-ring sword responded loudly. Before he could finish his words, a sharp arrow broke through the air roared out, followed by a shrill scream, and then a heavy sound of his body falling to the ground.

"Whoever enters the woods is my Zou's enemy. As long as Zou comes out alive, everyone present will receive a heavy reward. Moreover, those who are willing to follow me Zou can be under my Zou's command. The monthly salary is 100 gold coins. I Zou's words are all done, and I will do my best!"

Just after the body fell to the ground, a thick sound rang out from the woods, the sound was filled with the breath of Xiao Sha. People felt a chill on their backs, as if a cold wind was blowing through their backs.

However, Xiao Sha, which made people feel cold all over his body, did not attract people's attention. Almost everyone thought of a good job with a monthly salary of 100 gold coins.

It is not strange that people from the world are interested in wealthy families. Many people from the world are too lazy to sleep in the open and choose a wealthy family to settle down.

Zou Zichuan's words are undoubtedly equivalent to a bombshell, and people are not very concerned about heavy rewards. In fact, the characters in the martial arts world want to find a comfortable and stable job. The most important thing is that the people here have no doubts about Zou Zichuan's financial resources and commitments. After all, Zou Zichuan has spent tens of thousands of gold coins in the past few days, and it is no exaggeration to say that Zou Zichuan is rich and can rival the country.

The huge temptation thrown by Zou Zichuan made the person who was originally preparing to join the camp of Jing Daxia immediately stood up.

Of course, Zou Zichuan's magical archery technique is also the reason why some people are afraid of it. The two corpses lying on the ground are the lessons learned from the past.

Most people adopt a wait-and-see attitude. They are stubborn in the world, and no matter how stupid they are, they will not be stupid. People are not concerned about the promises of Daxia Jing. After all, this guy has a bad character and is not famous. Even if he wins, the promised one hundred gold coins may not be fulfilled.

It has to be said that Zou Zichuan's two-pronged approach to coercion and inducement is still very effective. Except for a group of best friends of Daxia Jing, no one followed Daxia Jing into the woods...

one!

Two!

Three!

Four!

...

Twenty-seven people!

Eleven archers, sixteen strong men holding various weapons in their hands.

Zou Zichuan, who was lurking in the woods, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly penetrated into the woods. At this time, Zou Zichuan was like a demon god, with vines from all directions jumping around his body with graceful dances, and the entire cannibal forest was filled with an indescribable joy...

"Two people in groups, keep a distance and start searching. Be careful not to get into the vine trap."

"Don't worry, Mr. Jing, just a clown. Brothers work harder and cut the guy's head, we hang out with a drink and party...haha..."

"Boy, you can't escape. The uncle can cut off your head as a urinal soon, haha..."

“…”

...

The sound of laughter was constantly heard in the woods, but the expression of King Jing was extremely solemn. The moment the young man entered the cannibal forest, he lost the trace of the young man, and his powerful martial arts could not be locked.

Soon, the twenty-seven people separated into a group of three, forming a large encirclement formation, and began to search.

These twenty-seven people were all experts who could be friends with Daxia Jing. Although Zou Zichuan started to warn them, it had no intimidation effect on them. After all, as a figure in the martial arts world, he lived a life of blood licking from a knife for a long time, and death was commonplace.

In addition to not being afraid, these twenty-seven people are different from hundreds of martial arts figures outside. They have worked with Jing Daxia for a long time and have formed a tacit understanding and trust. They believe that as long as Zou Zichuan is captured, they will definitely be able to share the spoils with Jing Daxia...

As time passed, the search range became larger and larger. Zou Zichuan's figure was not at all. Only the rustling sound of rattan swaying in the woods occasionally could be heard, so quiet that it was suffocating.

More than forty minutes have passed, and hundreds of martial arts people waiting under the city wall are a little anxious. Whether it is Zou Zichuan or Jing Daxia, they all seem to have disappeared into the cannibal forest, without any sound.

People began to whisper, and even some soldiers on the city walls started to discuss in a low voice, and some even quietly took the banker to place bets.

"Grandpa, will Mr. Zou have escaped?" asked a young man with beautiful eyes and eyes, and a young man with white hair and hair standing beside the boy with his hands behind his back. The old man had thick joints and thick eyebrows, which were very powerful.

"No." The old man said lightly.

"Why?" The boy seemed a little dissatisfied.

"If he wants to escape, there is no need to come." The old man's snow-white beard, Wufeng, was automatically.

"Then why there was no sound?" The young man nodded, a little dissatisfied with the old man's answer.

"There will be a fruit soon." The old man looked at the forest under the moonlight with his eyes faintly. The forest was like a huge beast lurking under the moonlight, making people feel extremely thirsty.

"Grandpa, how much is a hundred gold coins?" the young man asked again.

"This...I can't answer..." The old man hesitated for a moment, a little embarrassed, no longer had the calm expression at the beginning.

"Why can't you answer?" The boy seemed to break the batter and ask to the end.

"That... cough cough... grandpa has never seen more than two gold coins..." The old man's face turned red. Fortunately, he was under the moonlight and couldn't see clearly.

"Ah... Grandpa... No... You are the best master. You haven't seen more than two gold coins... Um..."

"Worry, you think they all laugh at grandpa..." The old man's arms were like lightning, covering the boy's mouth, and his leopard eyes were watching around with alertness. Fortunately, some people were chatting on their own, and no one paid attention to their grandparents and grandchildren.

"Oh... Then whisper..." said the young young man.

"Grandpa is different from the so-called Great Hero Jing. Grandpa has been practicing all his life and has no time to make money. Do you know?!"

"Oh...no wonder my grandfather is very poor. He wears common clothes and eats vegetables and carrots..." The boy looked clear.

"..." The old man felt ashamed and wanted to die of shame. For the first time, he was so shameless in front of his direct grandson. However, he was poor and had a short ambition, and had long hair. This time, he was a little shabby when wearing his grandson and grinding his grandson in the world. He only had a few broken silver. This time, he heard the wind saying that there was a lot of money here and rushed over and wanted to improve his life. After all, walking with his grandson and walking alone is different from walking with himself. He can sleep in the open air, but his delicate grandson doesn't like it.

"Why does that No. 3-ranked King Jing seem to be very rich, but you are No. 1 but you have no money?" the boy asked curiously.

"Oh... this grandpa can tell you that grandpa disdained to be with them. If grandpa had done all the things like them, grandpa would have been rich long ago." The old man said proudly.

"What is grandpa learning kung fu for?"

"Grandpa learns kung fu first to protect you, and then strengthen your body, hoping to live a better life..."

"But, grandpa, many people are in good health without practicing martial arts, and you are not doing well."

"Why not? I'm doing well. Grandpa, I'm firmly sitting in the position of the number one expert in the mainland. When grandpa kicks, the world will be shocked." The old man's face is full of confidence and pride.

"Grandpa, when you are at home, you always brag about how powerful you are, but I can't see how powerful you are. It seems that few people know you anymore. Also, people are rich in the third place, but you are very poor..."

"Ahem..."

The old man suddenly felt ashamed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

"Grandpa, I have an idea." The boy suddenly said with his head tilted.

"Well, let's talk, if it makes sense, grandpa can consider it."

"The person who used the purple core bow just now seemed very rich. You might as well be the first to join him. With your strength, after killing the third one, he will definitely reuse you. One month is a reward of 100 gold coins. If you work for a year, we will have enough generations. Moreover, I can also gang up with him, and maybe I can also get a few gold coins and flowers..." The boy said with a longing and intoxicated expression on his face.

"Hey... kid, how long you have been out, you have been polluted by this money society. In addition to money, there are many things in this society..." The old man sighed long and said with a righteous look on his face.

"Grandpa, aren't you just learning kung fu to live a better life? Now is a good opportunity. Let me tell you that the first one who surrenders will be taken seriously. Look, many people are considering it. When they surrender, you will lose your status..."

The young man whispered to the people around the rivers and lakes. The old man looked out his eyes and heard it. Sure enough, some people in the rivers and lakes were talking about the docking. A few young men with strong spirits were eager to try, hoping to enter the cannibal forest and help the young man kill the hero Jing.

"Grandpa, think about it quickly." The boy seemed a little impatient, and his head was completely occupied by the hundred gold coins.

"Okay OK, okay, if that person can come out alive, grandpa will consider it..." The old man spoiled and touched the boy's head.

"Hmph, I also said that I am the number one master, I am undecided and hesitant, and I am not a person who does big things. No wonder you have been poor all your life." The young man said with a contempt.

"I……"

The old man looked at the boy with a daze. His identity in the world was respectful. No one dared to talk to him like this. Even his son was afraid of him. The only person who dared to talk to him was this grandson who had been regarded as the pearl in his hand since he was a child. Unexpectedly, his grandson had only been out with him for less than three months to experience the world, and he actually saw him so thoroughly.

"Baoer, you are right. Grandpa actually wants to get richer than anyone else and wants to get to power. Otherwise, Grandpa would not have worked so hard to practice martial arts. Grandpa is too awesome. Grandpa has only the reputation of being the best master. He is not chivalrous and righteous, and does not cling to the powerful. Grandpa has wasted decades of youth. Today, Baoer's words will make his grandpa feel full of emotion..."

The old man looked at the endless starry sky with his muddy eyes, and suddenly raised his arms, his eyes suddenly became extremely clear, his eyes were like a blade, and he suddenly let out a long roar.

"Ao..."

The roar rushed straight into the sky, the wind and clouds rolled and thundered, and the momentum was terrifying. The surrounding people of the martial arts world were evading, with a hint of fear on their faces. No one expected that there was a peerless master hidden among this crowd.

The old man devoted himself to practicing at home. When he was walking in the world, he still had his beard and hair. This time he walked in the world, his beard and hair were all white, and no one knew him at all. After the old man's long roar, the people around him discovered the existence of the old man.

"He is the number one expert!"

"Yeah, he is the number one master, only he has such momentum..."

"I didn't expect that Mr. Tu lived in seclusion for several years and his martial arts became more powerful..."

...

Looking at the fearful and respectful gazes around him, the boy showed a hint of pride on his face.

"Grandpa, you should have revealed your identity long ago, otherwise we would not have been so many rolled eyes along the way..."

"It's all my fault. Today, my grandfather earns 100 gold coins to improve his life. Hehe, Baoer, you wait for my grandfather here first, and my grandfather will come later."

"Yeah, grandpa, go and go, kill that hero Jing. I don't like him very much."

"Why?" The old man was stunned.

"He actually dares to be on the same list with his grandfather, Humph! He has the identity of an insult to his grandfather. Although his grandfather is poor, Baoer admires his grandfather's noble character very much. He does not steal or rob, and is so poor that he is much better than that hero Jing!"

"Baoer is really sensible."

"Grandpa, kill him and rob him of all his money!"
To be continued...