Chapter 0044: Child or Devil 1

A bamboo forest jumped out along the path and across the mountains. The breeze swept by, the bamboo sea rippled like a living thing, and the unusually good smell of bamboo went straight to the lungs, and the heart was intoxicated. In the middle of the bamboo forest, there is a silvery waterfall, and there is a small mountain road in the front and back, winding and disappearing into the bamboo sea. Below the waterfall is a clear pool of water. The surface of the pool is calm, like a clear spring falling from the sky, without a trace of dust. The blue waves are rippling, clean and quiet. Not far from the lake, there are even a few small underground springs that are constantly spitting hot air. It emits a faint fog, setting off the whole bamboo sea like a dreamland.

The panda's eyes were bright, clumsily moved his small body, climbed a bamboo, looked hungry, and refused to come down. In desperation, the party had to stay by the pool.

Hong Sihai sighed slightly, but looked at the confident Haoren and shook his head gently without saying a word. The darts master is very fast. In just a few minutes, they cut down the bamboo within dozens of meters around the pool, set up bamboo fences that can be attacked and defended, and arranged good people to watch the night in dangerous places.

"No one can approach the carriage without my order." The bonfire was raging, Haoren burped, threw away the chicken bone in his hand, left a few words faintly, and swayed into the carriage. In a wonderful and unknown energy fluctuation, he flew to the top of the mountain as one with Mickey Mouse.

"MD, this world is wonderful. People can actually combine with soul pets and fight in the form of soul pets. Standing on a stone on the top of the mountain, Haoren smiled. There is no threat to leave the imperial capital. Since you don't have to be a grandson, why hide your nature?

On his shoulder, the thief Mickey Mouse cursed, "Lord, there is nothing that can't be done in this world, only unexpected."

Bah, a mouthful of saliva spewed out, and Haoren asked with a gloomy smile, "Can a man have a baby?"

Mickey Mouse was speechless and practiced with Haoren. It was a lantern in the toilet - looking for death, looking at the towering sharp brother. The latter was dressed in black, with his hands on his back, and quietly looked down.

Brother Sharp's own cultivation is good, which can break through life and death. After a thorough understanding, he practiced in Xumi space for a few months, and his spirit is completely restrained and not exposed at all. Just like this casually, people are integrated into the world and completely become a part of the darkness, making it impossible to peep at his existence.

"You are here to take action without my order." Haoren nodded with satisfaction, left a word, and flew back to the carriage as Mickey Mouse.

Haoren held a jar of wine in one hand and walked to the bonfire with a smile: "Come on, try the top hundred flower wine in the imperial capital. Bamboo forests, beautiful women, bonfires, such beautiful scenery, how can there be less wine?

Inhale, Hong Sihai took a breath of cold air. Hundred flowers brew a jar of three gold coins, equivalent to 30,000 yuan, enough for everyone in the darts bureau to live a month of rich life, but this child casually took out two jars...

Beauty, Hong Wanqing rolled his eyes. This ignorant guy finally knew that I was also a beautiful woman?

"Big boss, rich Lord." A hundred meters away, a mountain thief with a fleshy face glowed and whispered. The scar face beside him put his hand to his mouth and hissed, and his greedy eyes fell on the carriage. According to the subordinates who stepped on the point, the traces of the place where the carriage passed were very deep, obviously carrying heavy objects, not gold or silver.

The cottage that was ready to attack was poured into, and he did not find that on the top of the tree 20 meters behind him, there was a young man in black standing. Although his legs stood on the fragile branches, he was as stable as Mount Tai. It was Luo Rufeng who sent Luo Rushan, the deacon of Furong God to assassinate Haoren.

Hmm, if you dare to offend the saint, boy, you deserve it. Luo Rushan gestured gently, and 20 figures quietly scattered around, drifting away like ghosts, and secretly surrounded Haoren and mountain thieves in a circle.

The moon hangs high like a silver plate, sprinkling a quiet light, reflecting a picturesque bamboo forest. The breeze swept by, and the bright moon hid into the clouds. Pieces of bamboo leaves swayed in the wind in the hazy night, making a cling sound.

"Robbery!" Thirty clown-like mountain thieves held weapons and suddenly jumped out. They are all ragged, with dishes, and have a variety of weapons in their hands, including hoes, kitchen knives, and bricks...

Silence, there was silence in the field, and Haoren and others seemed to be stunned and looked at them in disbelief.

The proudness flashed by, and the mountain thief with a fleshy face waved the kitchen knife in his hand and said fiercely, "Raise your hands and don't resist, otherwise, the man will kill the female rape..."

"TMD, what I hate most is robbery, which has no technical content at all. Bah!" Hao people spit out with a mouthful of water.

"Are you not afraid of us?" The scar face felt a little bad, and his figure was stunned. He looked at Haoren carefully. He is dressed in ordinary clothes and slightly thin. Obviously, he is still a child, but this child is actually the head of this group of people.

"I'm afraid of your dry bird! Get out of here." Haoren hooked his finger at him, and his tone could not be refused. The latter couldn't help walking to him, but suddenly found that it was a little rude. He was furious and scolded: "Little boy..."

Before the words fell, the white light flashed in front of him, and his lower body was hit fiercely. The unparalleled impact force surged in. He seemed to be able to hear the root of life rubbing into powder and lost consciousness.

Hao's figure flashed, his lower knees were raised, and he aimed fiercely at the lower body of the scar face. His hand quickly brushed the whole body of the scar face, and the sound of making people's teeth sour and bones were endless. The body of the soft and paralyzed into a soft mud-like scar face was thrown high, and he saw that he could not survive. Haoren, who followed with the shadow, raised his leg again and hit the waist of the scar face fiercely in mid-air. The dull and chilling sound was made again. The latter's body was folded in half like a piece of paper, hit the ground and fell to the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky. Still in the air, Haoren's body turned unbelievable and fell heavily. One leg stepped on the head and the other step on the heart. Poof, the sound of watermelon being smashed by a stone again, two big holes were stepped out of the head and heart of the scar face, and the red and white things were shot everywhere...

"Who else?" Haoren asked faintly, in a calm tone, as if he was chatting with people and smiling. But this scene, in the eyes of everyone, is indeed like the devil's smile, which is horrible.

The voice is silent.

This child is not a human, but a demon. Obviously, the scar face has become a corpse in the first move, and the last two moves are too cruel... The muscles on Hong Sihai's face keep twitching and his eyes keep flashing.

The soul of the mountain thief who reacted was scattered, his face was pale, his legs trembled constantly, and the stench kept pouring out of his lower body, bursting like birds and beasts.

In the ghost cry, another shadow passed by. In the continuous sound of broken bones, the strong smell of blood spread, turning the beautiful bamboo forest into hell on earth. The remnants of Hao people are like the sickle of death. Wherever they go, screams, wails and calls for help are endless, and all the lives of dragons and tigers are hunted. In the sound of blood gurgling, the blood stream spread on the bamboo forest and penetrated into the pool and downstream. Before long, a long blood belt of death appeared in the river.

In just a few blinks, the bamboo forest returned to silence, just like before the mountain thief appeared.

The bloody Haoren's hands drooped, shrank into the robe, and stood quietly. The blood quietly flowed down the clothes, with a mountain-like momentum. He didn't say anything, as motionless as a stone that existed in ancient times. After the killing, the grievance that was suppressed by the force was finally vented. I only felt comfortable and refreshed all over my body, which was simply refreshing.

As for killing so many mountain thieves, he does not feel guilty at all and will not have any psychological burden. Mountain thieves, people who rob houses, every mountain thief's hands are covered with blood. Killing them is to walk for heaven and prevent more innocent people from being killed.

Is this still the child who is innocent, harmless, and often has a gentle smile on his face? No, he is definitely a demon, and he is a murderous demon. This man can't be messed with. Looking at the hellish bamboo forest, an idea came to the mind of a person who looked at Haoren, from the contempt when he first saw it to the admiration before the killing, to today's awe.

Although they are people who ask for life at the edge of the knife, and everyone doesn't know how many lives they have, they have never been so afraid of a person. It's not because of killing, not because of money, but because of cruelty, lifeless fierceness, the fierceness of killing at the cost of hurting oneself, and the ferocity of smashing the other party after killing.

Hong Wanqing's eyebrows were even more colorful, and she never expected that this child would be so fierce, young and rich, * deep, handsome and handsome... very masculine, really unatable.

Poutong, Haoren jumped into the pool, swam under the waterfall, and took a bath by himself. As soon as he disappeared into the water, he couldn't help grinning and crying secretly. I X, majestic and majestic, but my hands and feet are swollen like pig's feet. Damn silkworm clothes can only protect the body, why can't you protect your hands, feet, head and other places? No, I have to find a way to build a stronger cicada suit and protect my whole body. This guy thought shamelessly.

Under the service of Baby Hao, Hao was dressed in snow-white clothes and appeared leisurely, as if the killing just now was just a floating cloud, not worth mentioning. Of course, the pig's trotter hand still secretly shrinks under his sleeves and dares not be seen, so as not to lose the master demeanor. He sat down calmly and quietly looked into the depths of the bamboo forest.

Hong Sihai and others, who had already been reminded, grasped the handle of the knife and waited for tonight's master to appear.

Luo Rushan's pupils suddenly opened and his face kept changing. It's hard to wait for an opportunity to ambush, but I didn't expect that the intelligence was wrong. The weakest Haoren is actually a variable. Although the moves are still young, they are integrated, the rhythm is smooth, and the speed is so fast, and the killing is fierce, which is worrying. What's more, since Haoren is a variable, there should be a back move. In this way, he has to consider whether he is sure to complete Luo Rufeng's order, which may be completed, but it is also a tragic victory. Without Haoren, it would not be easy to deal with a fifth-order old man and ten third-order darts masters with his peak of the fifth-order and 20 third-order men. But now...

"Come out, I've been waiting for you for more than a month." Haoren's peaceful voice suddenly came from afar, a high popularity that I don't pay attention to you.

It's so ironic and uncomfortable to fall in my ears. It turns out that people don't pay attention to me at all. There is no difference between going out and looking for death. A trace of bitterness surged into his heart, and Luo Rushan finally made the decision to withdraw.

At this moment, the cold murderous atmosphere covered his whole body, and the death-like indifferent voice sounded in his ear: "Twenty-one, all go down, or die."