"Second Grandpa, my Zhao family is no longer suitable for development in Fanyun Town. From today on, I will move to Dadi Village."
His voice was very loud, and everyone watching from afar heard it, with different expressions.
"It's the head of the family. I will take charge of this matter personally and will not let down the head of the family."
No one else makes sense for this matter.
After this time, Zhao Xiu was shameless to go back to the Zhao family.
The Zhao family will also become a joke in everyone's chat, and they are also shameless to stay in Fanyun Town.
It’s better to leave, without seeing or being upset.
...
Zhao Li carried Zhao Xiu, who was like a dead dog, walked out of everyone's sight.
puff……
Ahem...
Zhao Xiu, who had lost breath, suddenly coughed, gasped violently, and struggled to slide down from Zhao Li's back to the ground.
As soon as he got down, he was just a mouthful of dirty blood stuck in his throat. His breathing was so weak that he was carried on his shoulders and helped him.
"Head of the family, aren't you dead?" Zhao Li was overjoyed, but was slapped open.
"Do you care what I do? Do you want to laugh at me?" Zhao Xiu looked at him coldly and said lightly, looking very cold.
"Head of the family!" Zhao Li lowered his head, turned around and walked aside, and sat down silently.
Zhao Xiu snorted coldly, took out a cloth bag the size of a palm from his arms, took out a crystal the size of a quail egg from it, and held it in his palm to start healing.
A trace of spiritual energy escaped from the gaps between the fingers.
Feeling the changes in the spiritual energy around him, Zhao Li looked up and said, "It's a spirit stone, it's actually a spirit stone!"
His eyes naturally fell on the small cloth bag beside Zhao Xu, bulging, with at least four or five pieces, and a trace of heat flashed in his eyes.
Most low-level monks exchange objects for objects, and rarely see spirit stones.
Not to mention Fanyun Town, even the cultivation villages and towns within a radius of 200,000 kilometers, those who can afford to practice spirit stones are the heads of first- and second-grade families and important members.
Members of the Zhao family who are not qualified are rarely seen once every few years, let alone used.
"If I could get these spirit stones, my cultivation level would definitely improve by leaps and bounds, and my progress would not be worse than Zhao Tui!" Zhao Li clenched his fists and said in his heart.
Soon, he stood up and moved forward a few steps.
Zhao Xiu, who was healing, noticed the movement, opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at him.
Then, he let out a cold snort with disdain.
Zhao Li paused and began to give in.
However, the other party's cold snorting made the anger in his heart completely burst out.
"Old guy, you are already embarrassed enough and you look down on me, why?"
"I came here at the risk of offending the entire Zhao family. You actually looked at me like you were looking at trash."
"Today, I will let you know that I, Zhao Li, are not your servant who will be waving away."
The fierce look in Zhao Li's eyes flashed, and he pulled out the long sword from his waist and stabbed it with one sword.
Zhao Xiu was seriously injured and was a little slow.
When he realized it, the sword had already arrived in front of him.
"Looking for death!" Zhao Xiu's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of true energy, hitting the long sword.
With a clang, the sword vibrated slightly, and was slightly offset by the impact. It rubbed past the ear and cut off half of the ear on the left.
"Dog thing, I want to kill you!" Zhao Xiu's eyes were full of anger and raised his hand and slapped it out.
Seeing that the sneak attack failed, Zhao Li's expression on his face became even more ferocious, "Old guy, I'm not the useless person Zhao Chuan, I'm still kind to my enemies."
The sword in his hand shook again and cut it out.
Another clang sound, Zhao Xu slapped his palm on the sword.
The true energy exploded, and the violent thrust made him tilt backwards, and his head hit a hard little stone.
The severe pain and dizziness made him groan and blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth again.
The true energy in the body was like a wild horse that broke free from reins, running around, and in an instant, tearing several meridians apart, causing more injuries.
Zhao Li was also shocked and retreated, his sword buzzed and trembling, his whole arm was numb, he lost consciousness, and his eyes were horrified.
He didn't expect that the seventh-level monk in the Qi-Spiriting Realm was so terrifying that he could hardly bear it just by slapping it out casually.
Since he took action, he would not regret it. Almost at the same time, he raised his hand to take out a talisman from his arms.
Rub gently and throw it.
The talisman spontaneously ignited, and turned into a ball of fire in mid-air, with a diameter of two feet, smashing towards Zhao Xu like a meteorite.
"Crime!" Zhao Xiu was so painful that he was dizzy, tears and snot and blood flowed.
However, he was already at the end of his strength and could only watch the fireball fall unwillingly...
With a loud bang, Zhao Xiu was blown into pieces and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.
"Hahaha, old guy, you have today too!"
Zhao Li laughed happily, reached out to pick up the small cloth bag, and found the falling spirit stone and put it into the bag.
"Are you happy?" An old voice with a smile sounded from behind.
"Of course..." Before he could fully express his words, Zhao Li reacted and turned around suddenly.
Ten feet behind him, an old man with a vulgar appearance floated, with strands of black air wrapped around him, which was very strange.
"You...Who are you?" Zhao Li took a few steps back and quietly hid the small bag containing the spirit stone in his sleeve.
"Kill your person!" As he said that, the old ghost shook his body, turned into a wisp of blue smoke, and came closer in an instant.
"No...you can't kill me, I'm still useful."
"No, you're useless." The old man ghost said in a sinister way, and then his dark body merged into Zhao Li's body.
The latter body is quickly dried and stir-fried at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a moment, it exploded and turned into countless dust and drifted away with the wind.
The ghost old man condensed again, more solid than before.
His eyes were pitch black, like an abyss, scanning the surroundings.
Immediately, I showed a faint smile and raised my hand to grab it.
A black mist was grabbed by him and vaguely saw an old man's figure, Zhao Xiu's soul.
Just as he was about to stuff his soul into his mouth, Lin Qin's voice came.
"Don't swallow, his soul is entangled with bad luck. If you swallow it, it is very likely to be transferred to yourself."
Lin Qin was not sure that this would happen, so he reminded him.
The bad luck will last for a month. Although it will not cause death, it will suffer a lot. Just look at Zhao Xiu’s previous experience to understand.
The old man ghost shivered and thought for a while, but he still didn't dare to eat it.
With a light pinch of his palm, Zhao Xiu's soul was crushed and it disappeared.
"What a pity, what a good supplement!"
At the same time, I was very impressed by the adults' methods. I even blessed Zhao Xiu with a curse of misfortune without even noticed it.
"Sir, I really have the power of gods and ghosts!" The old ghost man looked at the sky with a pious face and sighed.
"Old man ghost, how did you do it?" Lin Qin's voice came again.
"What?" the old man ghost was stunned and asked back.
"I flattered myself and pretended that I couldn't hear it."
Chapter completed!