Chapter 324 Encountering on the Road

Looking at the four people surrounding her one after another, Zhang Xiaohua seemed to be silent and still sat cross-legged on Sibuli's back.

The four of them looked at each other and pulled out the Pu Dao from their waists. Old Xu smiled grinned and said, "Young master, you have a tender skin and flesh. I won't torture you anymore. Hurry up and teach you all the silver notes. I'll give you a good time. Otherwise, the uncle will cut all the flesh on your body one by one."

Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "This hero, I heard that all the heroes in the Tao are robbing money and not harming their lives. If you give all the money on your body, can you keep your next life?"

The old Xu head had not spoken yet, and the evil man next to him laughed and said, "Is this guy a bad study? I have been here for many years and have never left any survivors. If you are just letting you go, and when the government comes to arrest me tomorrow, who will we ask for to reason?"

The two behind him also said, "A few days ago, there was a scholar who followed us to be kind, righteousness and morality, and advised us to turn back to justice. But when we cut off his fingers, he kept calling our grandpa and begging us to let him go. Boy, would you also be so ignorant?"

"Hurry, before the sky is dark, let me give you a good time with a knife, and you can find a place to bury you and have a place to settle down."

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua was still calm, the evil man said, "Xiao Jing, if you go and help this young master go on the road, we are still in a hurry. Most of his silver notes are placed on him, and you will find them later."

The person behind Zhang Xiaohua raised his knife and slashed it over, without hesitation.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua didn't see much movement. She just reached out to take out something from her arms. She couldn't see clearly in the darkness. Moreover, the object disappeared as soon as it was taken out. Then, she raised her knife to slash at Xiaojing, who was at Zhang Xiaohua, and fell to the ground with a "plop". Park Dao also "bang" and fell to the ground. The evil man and Lao Xu were on the other side, and they couldn't see clearly. The person next to Xiaojing clearly saw a black light flying from Zhang Xiaohua, just in Xiaojing's throat. Xiaojing immediately fell off the horse, and the black light flew towards him like an electric shock. The man was shocked and said, "What kind of magic is this?"

Before he finished speaking, the black light had already arrived in front of him. He had no time to hide, and the man immediately fell into the dust.

When they saw that both of them were both dismissed, the evil man and Lao Xu had no idea that they had encountered a tough point, so they immediately turned their heads around, and didn't care about each other, so they left.

Zhang Xiaohua smiled behind and said, "Since you are here, why do you have to leave?"

He pointed his finger and folded the black light and stabbed the evil man's throat. It was his small sword.

He used the flying sword of the immortal way to kill the robber, but it was really useless. The evil man had never resisted it and immediately turned over and fell off the horse. However, this delay made Old Xu run far away again.

The four-dimensional under him could not be signaled by Zhang Xiaohua. He had already shaken off the cow's hooves and chased them straight up. He was not slower than the fierce horse.

Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "You are anxious. Are you afraid that you will run away when dealing with such people? But by the way, just run away."

After hearing this, Huanhuan ran faster. Soon after, she had already chased forward. Zhang Xiaohua sat steadily on the back of Sibuli, and said slowly: "Old Xu, you have killed so many lives, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Old Xu did not dare to slow down his horse. He begged for mercy while running, "Young master, the little one has no eyes to recognize Mount Tai. You will let the little one live today. The little one immediately put down the butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately. Tomorrow, you will accumulate virtue and do good deeds and be a good person. Do you think it is good?"

Zhang Xiaohua said: "When you wait for the murder, have you ever thought about today? When you wait for the murder, have you ever thought about today? People are doing it, God is watching, it is not that you don't report it, but the time is not here. Once the time comes, you must report it!"

After saying that, Zhang Xiaohua slapped Sibu's head again, and Huanhuan became more rapid and had already passed Lao Xu's head and moved forward.

The old Xu head was overjoyed, immediately stopped the reins of the horse, walked slowly, distanced himself from Zhang Xiaohua, and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, hero, let me go back, I will open the warehouse and release grain tomorrow to help the poor."

He thought to himself: "This man is really strange. Do you think it's a horse racing? You'll chase him too much as soon as I stop."

But Zhang Xiaohua's words came from the previous one: "You guy, when did I say letting you go? If I let you go, what should I think of the scholar who was tortured to death by you the day before yesterday? What should I think of the people who have been killed by you over the years? I have said it long ago, it is not that I will not repay you, but the time has not come, and today is the time for you to give me the title!"

When Lao Xu heard this, he ignored the rest and turned his horse's head and ran back. He was about to turn around the foot of the mountain. He was gradually happy, but suddenly a black light was rushing towards his throat. Before he could react, he felt a chill and his eyes turned black and he immediately lost consciousness. Like the three people in front of him, he fell into dust, but he was even more miserable. His body fell, and his feet were still on the stirrups. The horse was still running until he approached the city gate and stopped his steps. The old Xu, who had no idea how many evil he had committed, was there a human form?

At that time, Zhang Xiaohua naturally didn't know about this. She just sat steadily on Sibuli's back and muttered in a low voice: "This group of people is really hateful. They have no education and have to take action without saying a few words. I want them to take out the silver notes in their arms first!"

Well, Zhang Xiaohua is actually addicted to being a young master, and even the claim to be a "young master"!

The bodies of the four-person group were discovered the next day. When they saw four people killed with one sword, the officials knew it was a revenge in the world. After a little investigation, they found that the four ordinary people who were not exposed in Songning Town were actually the murderers of many murders. This caused a huge wave in Songning Town, strengthening the government's determination to "sweep the gang" and cleared several underground gang forces in Songning Town in one fell swoop. This was not a good result of Zhang Xiaohua.

Ji Xiaohua, who knew the truth about this matter, even treated this young man with the same name as her as a god-like worship in her heart.

Zhang Xiaohua walked along the road, and had just walked out of Songning Town. Where did the inn come from the roadside? After a long journey, Zhang Xiaohua felt Huanhuan's fatigue and had the idea of ​​rest. He knew his affairs and would definitely fall asleep at midnight. Huanhuan had just gotten rid of his life that did not belong to it, and her body was far from being adjusted. If he forced his way, he would definitely be fishing in a dry pond.

Seeing that there was a forest in front of him, Zhang Xiaohua made up his mind. This mountain was not high, but this tree was extremely lush. He saw that he swept his spiritual sense and had already chosen a tree with extremely strong crowns. He patted Huanhuan's head, sprang to the extreme high place, sat cross-legged, took out the Yuan stone, quietly used his skills to absorb the vitality, and Huanhuan let out a low roar, extremely dissatisfied, "You have rested yourself, take the long sword, and put it on my back, aren't you afraid of exhausting me?" Then, he held his back and the long sword fell to the ground.

Then, Huanhuan walked slowly in the mountains and forests, looking for food, and did not walk back until late at night. Often, Zhang Xiaohua, who was practicing quietly above the tree canopy, sniffed and lay under the tree.

A few days later, Zhang Xiaohua and Huanhuan stayed overnight and drank hungry and thirsty. Oh, I was wrong, only Huanhuan drinks thirsty. When Zhang Xiaohua saw inns, tea sheds, etc., he only asked his friends to serve Huanhuan well, and a cup of clear water was enough for him. Huanhuan seemed not very interested in food, but he had to force himself to eat it. Zhang Xiaohua saw it and remembered that he would only wait for something suitable for Huanhuan to come into later.

Huanhuan's back was very stable and not bumpy at all. It was really different from riding a horse before. Huanhuan even adjusted the speed according to the conditions of the main road, so she didn't have to worry about Zhang Xiaohua, so that later Zhang Xiaohua stopped caring about it and only gave some advice when there was a fork in the road. The rest of the time she took out two Yuan stones from her arms and tried her best to practice.

Zhang Xiaohua knew very well that there were too many unknowns in this world. The unknown things in the magma under the deserted island and the foundation building of his own cultivation direction were a great challenge to him. If he only focused on the world, his cultivation would definitely not be able to improve. Therefore, he had already raised his vision and seized any time to practice martial arts.

Since the situation above the teahouse, Zhang Xiaohua's bottleneck in the sixth level of Qi refining has been loosened. Although he has practiced hard over the past few days, although there has been no obvious progress, Zhang Xiaohua is very clear that his cultivation is slowly accumulating. When he has only reached a certain level, he will definitely become thin and thick, and he will reach the peak of the early stage of Qi refining in one fell swoop.

Zhang Xiaohua made more obvious progress in the formation and prohibition. To be honest, as early as the sea ship of the Xinrong Sect, Zhang Xiaohua could set up a defensive restriction. He himself thought that he had reached the extreme. If he made any progress, he would have to rely on deeper understanding. However, at the home of Songning Zhenji Xiaohua, his thoughts, when he thought of the records in the jade slip, he embed a miniature formation into the jade pendant on a whim. This method was not something he could do, but with the help of the slowly turning heart in his upper dantian, he actually made a jade pendant that could calm the gods and calm the breath. His spiritual sense and heart seemed to have made a little progress, so he seemed to find another direction to break through.

Although the refining alchemy heart in the green blood can temper the alchemy heart and strengthen the spiritual consciousness, it is dangerous after all. Only in extremely safe places can one practice. On weekdays, one is meditating on the miniature formations and practicing with some worn-out jade pieces. Although it has only been a few days to travel, it has made great progress.

It was getting late on this day, and it was another place where there was no village or shop in front of the village. Zhang Xiaohua was used to it and was preparing to find a proper place to rest.

Suddenly, a voice sounded from a slope ahead: "Where can the little thief from the Piaomiao School escape?!"
Chapter completed!