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Chapter 675 The original intention

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"Little devil, you're looking for death!"

"No!"

The woman who fell to the ground exclaimed when she saw the man holding a knife and slashed, and was scared to death.

The others were scared and didn't even dare to see the scene where blood was splattering all over the ground. When the man's knife was about to cut it down, a clanging sound came out, and the cut knife flew out.

This sudden scene shocked the people riding horses, and the person in the leader immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Who! Get out!" As soon as he finished speaking, he was blown away by a hidden force, and he flew more than ten meters away and fell heavily to the ground.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the man couldn't even get up, and he fainted. Without waiting for the dozen or so people immediately reacted, more than a dozen airflows knocked them to the ground. I don't know if they had touched the acupoints or what, but they could not move.

The old man and others were shocked and looked around, but saw nothing. At this moment, a slow voice came out of the forest.

"Kill them all!"

Chu Qiantang did not show up in the dark, nor did she take the lives of those people, but let the old man do it himself.

In a word, the old man figured it out. If they wanted to survive, they had to kill these people, otherwise they would keep staring at them after they recovered, and they would die.

Thinking of this, the old man glanced at the tribe behind him and walked forward, picked up the knife with determination in his eyes, held the knife in both hands, and in the man's horrified gaze, the tip of the knife stabbed down into his heart.

The sound of the sharp blade piercing into the body was extremely clear in the night. The He family covered the child's eyes and did not dare to look at it. They tried to calmly watch the men dying under the old man's knife.

These people killed their relatives, and now they saw them dying in front of them, their happy mind made them red their eyes.

When the old man killed the fainted man more than ten meters away, he walked back with a blood-dripping knife, and his eyes fell on the tall and thin man.

At this time, the tall and thin man suddenly reacted. Seeing the knife dripping with blood in the old man's hand, a look of horror appeared on his face and was about to run away, but he fell down because of his weak legs. When he got up in a mess, the knife was already on his neck.

"Uncle, uncle, don't kill me, don't kill me...ah!"

The man's begging for mercy ended with a scream. Looking at the falling man, the old man closed his eyes, threw down his knife and knelt down, and at the same time signaled that all the tribe members would kneel down and thank the people who did not show up in the woods.

"Thank you for your kindness to save my He family! Thank you for your kindness!"

The old man said, kowtowed three times gratefully and respectfully, and saw that there was no sign of people appearing around him, and no sound appeared. If it weren't for the corpses on the ground, they would have thought that would it be just an illusion they had in despair?

As for Chu Qiantang, he left after seeing the old man killing everyone and never showed up from beginning to end. This is the case in this world. The simple work of the strong can often lead to hope in despaired life.

She can walk freely between this world, do whatever she wants, and protect the person she wants to protect is the original intention of her cultivation...

(End of this chapter)
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