Cultivation of Life Winner

"He Yuan, could it be that you have already taken this Zhu Guo by yourself?" Master Lei lowered his eyes and lowered his voice a little.It seemed that his complexion didn't change, but in fact, he revealed a trace of displeasure clearly.

Hearing this, the little girl raised her eyebrows and became unhappy, "Really? Whoever ate it, let him come out! The millennium vermilion fruit is already a good fairy treasure. I want to see, who in this broken village of yours has it?" qualified to eat."

Hearing the words, the young man with the knife in his hand had a look of displeasure flashing across his eyes.Although he was scolding Hezhuang Village, when the daughter of City Lord Lei first entered Dazhai Village, she also had a look of contempt on her face.Now scolding Hezhuang Village, I really look down on all the villages in my heart.

At this time, He Yuan's complexion was quite ugly. Master Lei and his party obviously believed that he had a thousand-year-old vermilion fruit hidden in Hezhuang Village. If he didn't reveal his ugly Yinmao today, he might not be able to step down.

"You guys are deceiving people too much!" He Hu was a violent man, seeing his father in a difficult situation, he took a step forward and said angrily.

Master Lei raised his eyelids lightly, and his tone was calm but full of sarcasm, "Too much deceit? Is it useful?"

The village elders who followed He Yuan shook their faces and said sharply, "He Hu, step back!"

Leicheng is a colossus to Hezhuang Village, far from being something that Hezhuang Village can pull their beards on.Besides, the ones who came today were the master and beloved daughter whom the city lord relied on the most. Neither of these two giant Buddhas could be touched by Hezhuang Village.

He Huqi's complexion was flushed red, and the veins on his forehead popped up one by one, and finally he had to grit his teeth and hold his breath to back down.

The atmosphere was a bit delicate, Huang Mao looked around in the crowd, but he squeezed out suddenly and said, "Don't embarrass the village chief grandpa, I ate it."

As soon as Huang Mao opened his mouth, everyone noticed this little guy.This little guy looked only six or seven years old. He was wearing finely crafted children's clothes, his black hair was tied behind his head, his white and tender face was raised high, and his dark eyes were full of aura.

Just now because of his small stature, he was mixed in the crowd and didn't see him.Now that he took the initiative to come out, he would easily find the difference between this child and other children in the village when he looked at him.

Just talking about the crystal clear jade, white and delicate skin, it is not something that a child in the village can have all the year round.

Seeing the child like this, Master Lei and the others believed that Zhu Guo was really eaten by him.Only after eating the vermilion fruit, washing the tendons and cutting the marrow, can one have this appearance.

"Damn little thief, you actually ate my vermilion fruit!" Seeing Huang Mao's appearance like this, the little girl thought it was the effect of the vermilion fruit, and was very displeased.

He Yuan hesitated to speak, but when he was about to speak, Huang Mao immediately said emphatically: "What is your vermilion fruit? It grew in my Hezhuang Village, so naturally it is from my Hezhuang Village! Your dignified daughter of the city lord speaks so domineeringly, It's really unreasonable!"

The little girl's face turned red, her lips trembled a few times, Liu Mei raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "You are a waste, dare to take Zhu Guo beyond your limits? Mingyu, hit him!"

The young man with the sword is obviously a dark horse cultivated by Dazhai Village. The village chief specially let him out today, on the one hand to attack Hezhuang Village, and on the other hand to show his face in front of Master Lei.

Although Mingyu has a cold temper, she is not really a cold-hearted and cold-blooded person.Under the guidance of the elders in the village and their sincere love and friendship, although Mingyu did not want to accompany this unruly young lady, she still reluctantly complied with this decision.

At this moment, listening to the other party's order so naturally, he immediately looked at the other party with cold eyes.

The little girl has been used to being arrogant since she was a child, and she hasn't suffered any blows, but now she is suddenly stared at by Mingyu's eyes, and she can't help being terrified.

"Miss, it's okay." Master Lei stroked the little girl's head, and his gentle voice quickly calmed the little girl's fear.But at the time of Miss Lei's family, the master narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes shot at Mingyu like two sharp knives.

Mingyu only felt a pain in her eyes, and then forced herself to turn her head back.

In the end, he is still too weak. Although the opponent is not a cultivator, but his martial arts has entered the realm of a master, and his energy and spirit are united. He is by no means comparable to him now!

"Mingyu." One of the big men in Dazhai Village gently pushed Mingyu, signaling him not to be stubborn.

Mingyu's face darkened, and she looked at Huang Mao coldly, "It's easy to deal with you!"

Mingyu glanced over and saw that the young man didn't have any internal energy in his body.Such a waste, apart from exchanging Zhu Guo for this good skin, he got nothing.If it's not trash, what is it! ?

He Yuan's heart skipped a beat.He Yuan knew Huang Mao's talent well.But before the talent of the evildoer is turned into strength, it is still a dish.

He didn't want Huang Maoming's talent to be strong, but to be compromised here today.If this was the case, not only would he die of grief, even Huang Jianqiu would not let Hezhuang Village go.

He Yuan clenched his crutches tightly, and pleaded, "Mao'er is still young, so I think this fight can be avoided. I would like to ask Master Lei for a few days for a thousand-year-old vermilion fruit. Send it to the City Lord's Mansion."

"Heh, isn't this vermilion fruit eaten by this boy? Do you have a second one in Hezhuang Village?" Master Lei said coolly.

"If you don't have a second one, just hit it! But after you hit it, the vermilion fruit matter will be over!?" Huang Mao raised his head, fixedly staring into Master Lei's eyes and said.

Master Lei hadn't spoken yet, but the little girl said, "It's really boring. I've made the decision. As long as you fight Mingyu, we won't pursue it whether it's life or death."

"Agreed?"

"It's a deal!" The little girl said firmly.

"Maoer..." He Yuan couldn't help shouting Huang Mao's serious posture.

"Grandpa Village Chief, don't worry." Huang Mao smiled at He Yuan, then turned to He Hu and said, "Uncle Hu, lend me your hunting knife."

He Hu frowned, not because he didn't want to, but because the knife was soaked in too much blood, the knife was stained with evil spirit.If children touch it, they will easily hurt themselves due to lack of blood.

"What are you talking about, hurry up." Miss Lei was upset and urged.

In the end, under Huang Mao's persuasion, although He Hu was a little worried, the hunting knife was still in Huang Mao's hands.

The field was naturally divided, and several big men in Dazhai Village looked at the children in the field with a bit of contempt as if they were lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

One knife, if Mingyu is willing to use the knife, one knife is enough to end the life of this little boy.It's a pity that Mingyu doesn't bother to use swords when dealing with weak people.These people thought silently.

I don't know what's wrong with the brains of the people in Hezhuang Village. They are really idiots to waste such a spiritual fruit on this kid!No wonder Hezhuang Village has been in such a downturn these years.If it weren't for He Yuan, a dead old man, Hezhuang Village would have been completely annexed by Dazhai Village long ago.

"I disdain to kill the weak with a knife, but since you are an enemy of my Dazhai village, you must die!" Mingyu said coldly with sharp eyes.

On the other side, the eldest lady of Leicheng's eyes moved, but for some reason she suddenly felt that Mingyu was a little special.Probably when she entered Dazhai Village, the young man was practicing sword skills.She still remembered that it was noon and the sun was high in the sky.

But within a zhang around the young man, it was extremely cold. Following the opponent's movements, a full moon rose behind him, which seemed like an illusion.

Although the young man was dressed simply, he was extremely dazzling at that moment.

At that time, Miss Lei secretly remembered the boy.The first impression was good, but who would have thought that in the following relationship, Mingyu ignored her in every possible way, and even showed a little impatience.This ignited Miss Lei's anger, and she simply opposed Mingyu in everything.

When Mingyu was asked to fight with this boy named Huang Mao just now, Miss Lei didn't care a bit about the death of the six or seven-year-old boy.She was happy because she made Mingyu angry on purpose, but Mingyu had no choice but to listen to her and fight someone.

Being watched by the crowd, neither of the two parties reacted at all.The other party's calm attitude at this point made Mingyu give him a slightly higher look, but it was limited to this.

Put your fingers together, hold your palms in front of your chest, condense your fingers into a knife, and a ray of knife energy is entwined around your fingers.

"Fingering into a knife, Mingyu's strength seems to have improved." The people in Dazhai Village laughed.

Master Lei also nodded slightly. The young man thought he was a small dragon when he saw him, but now it seems that he did not disappoint him.

Huang Mao has no inner breath, but relying on his natural aura to the sky, his strength is far greater than that of other children.As soon as he raised the hunting knife, the figure flew towards Mingyu like a bird.

The method of light work, because I was naughty and mischievous when I was a child, and because Huang Mao escaped unexpectedly, he also learned a little bit without a teacher.Didn't see last time, over the back wall of He Yuan's house.Although there was an accident when he landed, the high wall was not overturned by him.

"Good job!" Mingyu yelled lightly, but also flew up to greet her.

Immediately above the ground, one could see the sword aura flying like flying, while the gravel flew away, the hunting knife sliced ​​through the air, and the humming sound continued.

After a while, the people in Dazhai Village frowned.I thought that Mingyu would be able to completely deal with this little boy with one move, but now this little boy seems to be on par with Mingyu?

No, this boy must have tried his best by now, and Mingyu didn't even draw a knife, obviously trying to tease the people in Hezhuang Village.Several big men in Dazhai Village comforted themselves repeatedly.

"Good job, Xiao Maoer, beat him a son of a bitch!" He Hu, who had been on tenterhooks, howled when he saw Huang Mao's orderly beating, killing the prestige of Dazhai Village ruthlessly.