Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

There was a lot of noise from Qianqing, Lin Zichu listened attentively.

Just when he was about to approach him, he suddenly felt the hair on the side of his ear move slightly.Lin Zichu remained motionless, moved slightly to the side, and dodged the big knife that was slashing at him dangerously.

After dodging, Lin Zichu retreated again and again, and when dodging left and right, he avoided all the attacking moves.

Only someone gasped and said:

"First get rid of this weird little boy with a needle in his eye!"

The responders gathered, rushing towards Lin Zichu.

Lin Zichu looked sideways and estimated the situation.When Lin Zichu found that there was no particularly difficult danger here, not only did he not have the idea of ​​using the Hanshu Sword, but instead thrust the Hanshu Sword upside down behind him.

The strong men who saw Lin Zichu's actions were all stunned, but when they saw the cracked lines on Han Shujian's body, they laughed and mocked again, saying: "Brothers, this kid has surrendered..."

As soon as the words were spoken, Lin Zichu's eyes sharpened sharply, and he closed his right palm together in a knife pose.

Then, with lightning speed, he took a step forward and cut hard at the chin of the strong man who was laughing.

The lower jaw is densely distributed with key points of the human body, so masters and apprentices should learn from each other, one cannot hit the back of the head, and the other cannot hit the chin.These two places suffered too much force, and it is very likely that people will be directly beaten to death.

Fortunately, Lin Zichu was more measured in his strikes, as soon as he pushed and pushed, the strong man let out a muffled grunt, then threw his head back and passed out.

At the moment of lightning, the other monks beside him saw Lin Zichu started to strike, they didn't even realize that their companion had been knocked down, they raised their knives and stepped forward, slashing at Lin Zichu.

Lin Zichu raised his head brazenly, and six or seven huge knives had already greeted him. There was no trace of fear in his eyes, and his hands were folded in front of his chest, breaking apart at the touch of a touch.

When the two palms were closed, an astonishing chill emerged from his palm, and there was even a 'hissing' sound, and wisps of white smoke came out.

When the two palms are separated, the pads of the ten fingers are covered with a thin layer of ice. The ice is extremely thin, about as thick as rice paper, but the texture is hard and will not melt for a long time.

Lin Zichu flicked his sleeves, swung his arms forward, with thin ice on his fingers, and rushed towards the besieging strong men around him.

All of this is a long story, but it actually only took the blink of an eye.

The strong man lying on the knife only felt a sharp pain in his left and right shoulders, as if he had been stung by a wasp.

Soon, the stinging pain changed again, becoming a pain that I had never experienced before. Several strong men screamed and rubbed their shoulders vigorously at the same time, but it did not relieve the shoulder pain at all, and they were still trembling all over. It was unbearably cold.

It wasn't until this moment that they seemed to have realized that they all jumped up like monkeys with their butts burned, shouting in their mouths:

"——Friar!"

"—These two children are cultivators!"

Although monks from the four continents often come to practice in the frozen forest wasteland, the largest proportion are ordinary people who have been exiled.

The monk's spiritual power was imprisoned in the frozen forest wasteland, but his physique was much better than that of ordinary people.

A monk, with bare hands, can often deal with more than a dozen adult men.

It is not a problem to meet a monk with a strong cultivation base and deal with more than a hundred men at the same time.

The two teenagers standing in front of the strong man looked young.However, after fighting against the two of them just now, everyone knew in their hearts that the two of them were definitely masters among monks.

Therefore, with one call, everyone's fighting spirit was defeated, and they dropped their helmets and armor.

Many strong men retreated one after another, trying to stay away from these two people.

Only one man who seemed to be the leader raised his knife and raised his arms, shouting: "Don't retreat, don't panic!"

But amid all the noise, who would listen to him?

The leader was furious, he looked angrily at Qian Lin and the two, and after a shout, he raised his knife and slashed forward——

At this time, there was less than one stick of incense before midnight.

Qian Qing bent over and squatted on the ground, from top to bottom, looking at the leader of the strong man lying in front of her.

The strong man was panting, exhausted, and exhaled two balls of hot air from his nostrils, appearing very reluctant.

He stretched his hands and tried to get up. He tried twice, but couldn't do it.The strong man beat the floor angrily, lying on the ground discouraged, and said in his mouth:

"I'm not as skilled as others, so just admit defeat. Take the silver taels away. Don't let me touch you again next time!"

Qian Qing let out a 'ha' laugh, he raised his arms, closed his palms together, pressed the strong man's face with a little force with his palms.

Don't think that Qianqing's body is not as strong as the big guy in the restaurant, but in terms of single-round strength, no one here can beat him.

The strong man only felt that the left side of his face being held down by Qianqing was as if a wine jar had been smashed in front of him, and under the weight of gravity, the floor was crushed and creaked.

He couldn't help but yelled and asked, "What do you want?"

Qian Qing said: "That's the right question. You are a defeated general, you are not qualified to order me, you can only obey my orders obediently. Take the silver taels, go or not, what you say doesn't count, you have to listen to me. "

The big man's cheek was in pain, and Qian Qing's palm pressed him against the floor, his bones seemed to be split apart, and he was about to go mad with pain.

He swallowed his anger and said, "Okay, okay! Let go."

Qianqing's arms remained motionless, and she asked, "When the two of us first entered the city, I heard you say that the little lamb is back in the pen, and there is a good show to start. Tell me what kind of good show it is."

"This..." The big man rolled his eyes and said, "A good show means...means..."

Qianqing increased her strength, and shouted: "Hesitate, squeeze to death first!"

The big man's cheeks creaked, and he was scared out of his wits: "No! The little brother is merciful, I'll tell you."

Qian Qing smiled and said, "That sound is nice. You say it first, and I'll let go later."

The big man said: "I can't explain this matter just by talking about it. Please follow me to the backyard to have a look."

"Do you still dare to push three times and block four times?" Qian Qingfeng's eyes sharpened, her expression awe-inspiring.

The big man begged: "It's really not, I guarantee it with my life."

"Hmph," Qian Qing let go, pulled the big man up, thought for a while, and said, "I'm sorry you can't use tricks."

Qian Qing and Lin Zichu followed the big man and walked towards the backyard.

A thatched cottage was seen in the distance.

The thatched house occupies a large area, about ten rooms in size, but the doors and windows are broken and look a bit old.

The temperature in the frozen forest wasteland is extremely low at night. This thatched cottage is so dilapidated that it doesn't seem to have any effect as a windshield.

The big man held up the lantern and said, "The joke is about the things in the thatched cottage. There is a unique beast in the frozen forest wilderness, which is very popular. Every midnight, we will take out the caught beasts and sell them."

Qianqing asked: "What kind of beast?"

"Yes……"

With a light pinch, Qian Qing folded the big man's arm.

The big man cried out in pain, and hurriedly said: "It's a kind of beast that looks like... Oh, don't break it, my hand is going to be broken!" He hurriedly said, "It's a beast that looks like a human."

"Huh?" Qian Qing was startled, and when she was about to ask in detail, the three of them had already walked outside the thatched cottage.

The big man pushed open the door and said, "The smell in here is not good."

"Aren't you afraid that wild animals will come out if you don't lock the door?"

"Don't be afraid, they're all locked in an iron cage." The big man looked back at the moon, lamented, and said in his heart, "It's almost midnight, so it seems that we can't do business today. If we can kill these two little bastards, It can't be better, but it can't beat the two of them."

I really regret what I said in the restaurant in the evening.However, who would have thought that those gossips could provoke these two evil stars?If time and space can be reversed, the strong man would like to go back in time and slap his talkative self.

Just thinking about it, there was a pain in the face, and he was punched in the face.

It was Qianqing who hit him.

The big man was startled and angry, and asked, "What's wrong? Why did you hit me again?"

"You're so stupid, don't you know how to step forward and lead the way?"

"It's just a thatched house, what road is there!"

"Who knows if you have ambushed, don't talk nonsense, go ahead."

The big man was annoyed, it could be seen that Qian Qing was fierce, and she dared not resist even more.Holding the lamp, he walked into the cottage first.

The hut smelled foul of excrement, but it was not so unbearable because the temperature was too cold.

Lin Zichu covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, frowning forward.

Then he saw that there were more than [-] iron cages scattered here and there in the thatched house.

The iron cage is the same as what Qianqing saw on the side of the road.

The big man put the lantern aside, looked at it, opened one of them casually, reached out, and grabbed a skinny thing from it.

Qian Lin and the two looked over together.

In the palm of the big man, there is a very thin little boy.He looked like he was in his teens, but he was not as tall as a four- or five-year-old child. He only had a pair of surprisingly large eyes, with high browbones and deep-set eye sockets.

The big man fiddled with it, stretching the boy's legs, exposing his private parts, and showing off: "Look, this beast is almost the same as a normal person except for its height, even here."

The boy looked weak, his skin wrinkled, and he couldn't move.

Qianqing scolded angrily: "Damn it, what a beast, this is a human!"

There are bulging veins on the forehead.

At this moment, the moon hangs high in the sky, and it is midnight.

In the distance, an invisible beast exudes a terrifying aura, gradually waking up over time.The beast stepped out of the habitat with heavy steps.

Qianqing only felt a 'buzz—' in her head, and her consciousness was suddenly not so clear.

The big man said: "Where is there such a person? This kind of thing can't speak, and it can't move at night. I—"

Without saying a word, Lin Zichu raised his hand and cut the big man's wrist, taking the boy back from the big man's hand.

The big man screamed: "What are you going to do, you dare to grab my things, I will fight you desperately!"

As he spoke, he rushed towards Lin Zichu.

Lin Zichu dodged backwards and said, "Qianqing..."

Suddenly aware of something, Lin Zichu turned his head and asked in surprise: "You..."