Cross-promoting martial arts: Obtain the dragon-elephant prajna skill at the beginning

Bang!

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand and pushed the door open suddenly.

What you can see is a mess, with broken food bowls scattered on the ground, and some dried blood.

Seeing this scene, Qin Zheng's eyes suddenly froze, and he rushed into the courtyard with a sprint.

With the sensor fully activated, he found that there was no one in the courtyard, and then scanned the courtyard.

He leaned down and picked up the food scattered on the ground.

It should have taken two days to make these meals.

In other words, the incident here occurred after the bandits attacked the city and the day after he left!

But the entire Black Wild Goose City knew that Qi Yan and others were protected by him!

After their fame spread, no one dared to harass them.

They had only left the city for a few days, and someone had already made a move on them!

Do you really think you will die in the process of suppressing bandits? !

Qin Zheng's eyes sank, and anger surged in his heart.

After confirming that there were no other clues in the courtyard, he immediately turned around and left, heading towards the west of the city.

I am alone, and it is indeed difficult to find so many people in the huge Black Wild Goose City.

But you can start by checking possible targets first!

So far, the only potential enemies Qin Zheng has set up in Black Wild Goose City are Caobang!

So before Qin Zheng left, he wanted to go to Caobang first to ask clearly!

Although Zhang Wei, the head of the Cao Gang, was very enthusiastic during the next few meetings and did not mention the events of that day at all.

But who can know that the other party is not a duplicitous person. After seeing him leaving in pursuit of Zhang Xiuwen, he still didn't return, thinking that he died under the knife of the bandits.

So he grabbed Qi Yan and others whom he had saved to vent his anger!

The more Qin Zheng thought about it, the more his heart sank.

Two days have passed now.

Just afraid.

Qi Yan and those beggars could no longer bear the torture and were no longer alive!

Thinking of this, Qin Zheng's anger became even more intense.

Although at the beginning, he only agreed to the old monk's request and took care of the safety of a few people.

But after living together for such a period of time, Qin Zheng is not a cold-blooded animal, and they have already had feelings for each other.

Now when I think of those young and sensible figures, they might be brutally executed after a period of torture.

Qin Zheng felt unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart.

There is also the figure who always stays by the stove, hurriedly preparing meat for himself, and reminds him to pay attention to his safety every time he leaves.

Qin Zheng's eyes gradually became as cold as ice, and his whole body exuded a majestic and ruthless aura that no one should approach.

His appearance immediately made people on the street look at him sideways, and at the same time they hurriedly avoided to avoid touching him.

"Amitabha!"

"This donor, you have such strong anger, it's really not good, it's really not good!"

At this moment, on the side of the street, a man wearing a white robe and a monk's robe stepped forward and came to Qin Zheng, blocking his way.

"The poor monk only needs a hundred taels of silver. If the donor chants Buddhist scriptures with the poor monk, he will be able to dispel the anger in his heart and calm down the murderous intention in his body."

He clasped his hands together, looked at Qin Zheng, and said with a smile on his face.

Qin Zheng looked at the monk opposite, walked around him, and continued walking to the west of the city.

But at this moment, the monk actually stretched out his hand and pinched Qin Zheng's shoulder.

At this moment, there was a hint of coldness in the smile on his face, and he emphasized again: "Donor, the poor monk only needs a hundred taels of silver!"

"roll!!"

Qin Zheng's eyes were filled with violence, and his shoulders shook, instantly shaking the opponent's hand off his shoulders.

The monk's expression changed and suddenly became fierce. He jumped up and immediately dug his hands towards Qin Zheng's eyes.

It's just that he chose the wrong person to bully.

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand, like a phantom, and slapped the monk on the heart.

boom!

In an instant, the monk flew backwards under the huge force, fell to the ground and rolled several times before suddenly spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Qin Zheng did not look at the other party. After slapping his palm, he turned around and continued walking toward the west of the city.

He did not use any force in this palm, so the monk was only slightly injured and did not die on the spot.

But Qin Zheng used some of the power of the Black Evil Palm, and in the next few days, the monk would suffer from severe heart pain.

Whether you can survive it or not is none of your business.

Qin Zheng's heart was full of violence at this moment, and his actions were more ruthless than usual.

As he walked, Qin Zheng unconsciously performed Qing Kung Fu, flying through the city like a phantom.

After a while, his figure came to the river bank west of the city.

First, he came to a dock, grabbed a Cao Gang disciple, and asked, "Where is your boss?!"

The Caobang disciple was shouting at the porters when he was suddenly lifted up by a strong force, and anger welled up in his heart.

But when he turned around and saw Qin Zheng's face full of violence, the officer was so frightened that he almost peed.

Isn't this the man who stabbed through Qunying Tower a few days ago? !

Has the boss provoked the other party again? !

There was a burst of fear in his heart, and he immediately said tremblingly: "Master Qin, the head of the family is recovering from his injuries in the hall. He is not here."

"Take me there!"

Qin Zheng let go of the other party and shouted coldly at the same time.

The young leader of the Caobang nodded immediately and led Qin Zheng to the entrance of the Caobang hall.

The situation here caused everyone on the dock to look over, and no one knew what was going on.

Under the leadership of this little leader, Qin Zheng quickly arrived at the entrance of Caobang.

"Comer."

The disciples guarding the gates on both sides of the hall originally saw Qin Zheng covered in coarse linen clothes from a distance, and they wanted to stop him.

But when they saw Qin Zheng's face, everyone suddenly stopped, and a flattering smile appeared on their cold faces.

However, Qin Zheng ignored these people and followed the little boss straight into the entrance of the Caobang Hall.

Along the road, seeing Qin Zheng's face full of violence and exuding strong murderous intent, all the Caobang disciples felt cold in their hearts.

Soon, Qin Zheng saw Zhang Wei, the leader of the Cao Gang.

He was now wrapped in bandages and sitting on a recliner, with two beauties waiting on him.

After seeing Qin Zheng, surprise appeared on his face, and then he waved his hand to repel the people around him.

"Brother Qin, are you back?"

The leader, Zhang Wei, stood up and said with a smile.

Just Qin Zheng stepped forward, shook his shoulders, and the ghost-headed sword fell into his hand.

When the long sword slashes, it seems to be able to explode the air.

The last sharp blade landed on the opponent's neck.

The movements were fast and fierce, leaving no delay, so that Zhang Wei, a long-time muscle-refining warrior, had no time to react.

In an instant, Zhang Wei had cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and a strong death crisis suddenly broke out in his heart!

Is he actually so strong? ! !

At this moment, Zhang Wei only felt crazy shock and deep fear in his heart.

"Chengnan Courtyard, where are the people I protected?!"

Qin Zheng looked at the other party and spoke concisely and coldly.

Brothers, tomorrow, Tuesday, is the day when Qidian will test the reading data and rank the recommendations. The fate of this book is in your hands. I implore you all to help the little author click on the latest chapter tomorrow and follow it up. I beg you. !