Unremarkable grandfather

Old Li was taken aback for a moment, then laughed a few times, put the soup in front of the two of them, turned around and left again.

He has lived most of his life with a kind heart and a simple heart, which does not mean he is a fool, on the contrary, he is very shrewd, otherwise he would not be able to lead Dadi Village to barely survive in a difficult environment.

Zhao Xiaojie showed contempt in her eyes, raised her hand to pick up the soup bowl on the ground, and poured it all into her mouth.

A heat wave rolled in his body, and a faint aura swam through his meridians.

"Good thing, it's actually beast broth. These mortals are such a waste."

"Sister, don't say that. For ordinary people, food is very precious. It's very rare to be able to give me some." Zhao Chui couldn't help but said.

"What do you know? This big pot of soup can help me break through my current state. Even if those people chase after me, I don't have to be afraid." Zhao Xiaojie said lightly, and immediately sat up with her support, using exercises to refine the spiritual energy .

Zhao Chuan's heart sank, he knew this sister very well.

Although the talent is outstanding, he is the number one genius in the clan, but his heart is extremely cold.

He has also developed a willful and willful personality, ignoring everything around him. Even his elder brother is often ridiculed with cold eyes.

Once the younger sister regains mobility, these villagers will suffer.

Zhao Chuan was worried, but there was nothing he could do, he couldn't change his sister's mind.

Everything in Dadi Village has been under Lin Qin's control, and the two had caught his attention before they even entered the village.

"It's a pity!" A leisurely sigh sounded in his consciousness, but he didn't know what he was pitying.

The population of Dadi Village is close to [-], and only half of the people who come to receive soup are mostly children and young and middle-aged men.

Although there is a lot of soup in a big pot, each person can only get a small bowl.

Zhao Xiaojie opened her eyes and jumped up from the ground. When she saw the bottom of the cauldron, a murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

He grabbed a small palm-sized sword and raised his hand to strike it out.

The small sword radiated a radiance in mid-air, turned into a three-foot long sword, and slashed down towards the cauldron.

There was only a loud bang, the cauldron and the fire were split from it, and sparks flew everywhere.

If the villagers hadn't dispersed after receiving the broth, they would have died in one fell swoop.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Zhao Zui was startled, blocking Zhao Xiaojie's expression, and asked sharply.

Zhao Xiaojie snorted coldly, raised her hand to recall the flying sword, and hovered over her head.

"The opportunity to break through was ruined by these untouchables. What do you ask me for? Do you have the brains to watch them ruin things and not stop them?" Zhao Xiaojie was not polite, and the accident made her even more extreme.

The villagers were a little dazed, and some people's bowls fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

After recognizing that the two people in front of them were monks, they were a little panicked at first, but then they calmed down and did not run away, but watched with interest.

"Sister, you can't be ungrateful!" Zhao Zui tried to persuade her, but was interrupted directly.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to kill these untouchables." After being chased all the way here, Zhao Xiaojie had been simmering with anger for a long time, but it was completely aroused at this time, her eyes were blood red, and murderous aura almost burst out of her eyes.

"At such a young age, with such a murderous aura, I'm afraid he has killed many people."

"That's all, my character is not good. It's a pity! It's a pity!" Lin Qin sighed again and had to turn his attention to the boy.

"Sigh, the aptitude is too poor, barely reaching the threshold of cultivation. No wonder he is only sixteen or seventeen years old and only at the first level of Qi-inducing state. This aptitude is unique among monks."

"Sister..." Zhao Chuan wanted to persuade her again, but was kicked by Zhao Xiaojie and flew away, hitting the feet of several villagers.

Zhao Chui didn't take a sip of the two bowls of broth just now. He was already dizzy from hunger, and his throat was so dry that it was about to crack.

This kick was merciless, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.

Zhao Xiaojie didn't look at him, her eyes swept over the villagers, and landed on a pile of beast fur, then her eyes lit up, "Where's the meat? Where is the beast meat?"

"Hand it over, or... die..." Zhao Xiaojie's whole body was full of murderous aura, and the small sword suspended above her head also burst into a cold light.

However, to her surprise, the villagers all looked at her quietly without much reaction, which made her feel humiliated.

"Sure enough, I'm a pariah. I haven't seen much in the world, and I don't understand the horror of monks!"

"Today, this girl will show you the consequences of angering a monk!"

Zhao Xiaojie sternly shouted, raised her hand and struck out a formula, the little sword made a loud clang, and the breath spread around...

"Little girl, is this what you mean?"

The village head, Lao Litou, took out a piece of jerky from his arms, waved it in front of his eyes, and handed it to the children beside him.

"Thank you, grandpa, the village chief!" The child snatched it up, put a small piece in his mouth, and laughed contentedly while chewing.

"Untouchable, seek death!" Zhao Xiaojie was furious. In her opinion, Old Li's behavior was Hong Guoguo's provocation and could not be tolerated.

With a whoosh, the little sword transformed into a three-foot long sword again, flew out through the air, and slashed towards Old Li's head.

"Be careful! Get out of the way!" Zhao Chuan exclaimed, and then he could only close his eyes helplessly, with a painful expression on his face.

However, after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear any noise. When he opened his eyes, he was completely shocked by the sight in front of him.

The three-foot long sword hovered about three inches above Lao Li's head. At first he thought it was Zhao Xiaojie's mercy, but then he realized it was not.

Zhao Xiaojie also looked shocked, with an expression of disbelief in her eyes.

"You... are you a monk?"

"No, you don't have any aura fluctuations on your body."

The next moment, something that shocked the two of them even more happened.

The long sword seemed to be squeezed by a powerful force, making a teeth-stinging crackling sound, and cracks spread all over the sword at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, there was a light bang, like a burst of bubbles, and it exploded into a ball of powder, which drifted away with the wind...

"How is it possible?" The magic weapon was destroyed, and Zhao Xiaojie's heart was wounded, and she spurted out a mouthful of bloody arrows, causing more injuries.

Old Li put his hands behind his back, as if he was an expert outside the world, looked down at the girl, and said indifferently: "You can't live by doing your own crimes!"

Wow... the girl spat out a mouthful of blood again, and fell on her back.

"younger sister!"

Zhao Chuan didn't care about the shock in his heart, rushed forward, hugged the girl in his arms, stretched out his hand to feel the pulse, and then his face turned pale.

The girl was already seriously injured, so she forcibly activated the magic weapon after recovering a little.

Now that the magic weapon has been destroyed, making the injury worse, it is already great luck to be able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Lao Li shook his head, ignored the brothers and sisters, but called the villagers to clean up the square.

Soon, the crowd gradually dispersed, Zhao Chuan was still hugging his sister, kneeling on the ground, at a loss...