Horizontal draft: The Netherworld God’s Purposer!

"Thank you, but I don't believe in fate, I only believe in people to conquer nature." Ning Xi said hello and left politely.

"It's interesting!" A misty green light flashed in the pupils of the white-bearded old man.

Ning Xi turned around and looked for the little girl, thinking about helping her bury her father. After all, if she hadn't reminded her, she would have lost the treasure bag.

As soon as I arrived at that street, I saw the noisy in front of me.

"Diet girl, aren't you selling yourself to bury your father? I promised to bury this dead man for you," a strong man with a tiger back and a bear waist stepped on the corpse on the straw mat. "You don't want to do it anymore. Damn, are you teasing me?"

"No, I didn't, wuwu..." The little girl's face was as big as beans, falling down one by one like a broken pearl necklace.

"You dare to talk back!"

"Bang..."

The strong man slapped the little girl and fell to the ground, with blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

"Master Cheng Er, please let me go!" The little girl cried with the rain, lonely and helpless.

"I helped you bury your father, but you asked me to let you go. What do you mean? Do you look down on me?" The strong man Cheng Yaotian looked fierce, "It's your blessing for me to fall in love with you, and you should cherish your blessing."

But what he called burying his father was to let his two dog legs dig a hole in the middle of the street and bury it on the spot.

If I really did this, the little girl's father would be crushed by thousands of cars every day and trampled by thousands of people, and his soul would never be peaceful.

Cheng Yaotian is the son of the master of Longjiang Town and a famous bully in all corners of the countryside.

There are many people around, but no one dares to stop them.

The little girl's father's body was thrown into the pit in the middle of the street like garbage. The little girl cried and wanted to stop her, but was rudely grabbed by Cheng Yaotian and her hair was torn apart.

"Don't touch my father's body..." The little girl cried in grief, regardless of the pulling of her hair, and just wanted to protect her father's body.

At this moment, a figure flashed over and kicked Cheng Yaotian's two dog legs away with just one kick.

"Who are you? You are so brave. How dare you touch my person?" Cheng Yaotian stared at the person who took action coldly.
Chapter completed!