Seeing the two of them kneeling to the monster, Zhao Qiankun was also a little confused. Seeing that he was confronting the monster, the girl hurriedly stood up and persuaded: "Don't misunderstand this hero. That man is actually a flower picking thief. Just now, my father and I took advantage of the early morning to enter the mountain to pick the herbs stained with morning dew. We didn't want to be targeted by him and hurt my father. We wanted to be frivolous to me. Fortunately, this benefactor helped and caught the thief, otherwise the little girl's innocence would have..." As he said that, the girl started crying.

"Ah?!" Zhao Qiankun would look at the monster: "Are you a good monster who helps others?"

"What monster!" The monster was displeased and opened his bloody mouth and cursed. "I am a human, and I'm a monster. Is there anyone who says that about the flower girl?"

"Girl?" This person's appearance completely subverted Zhao Qiankun's understanding of the word "girl".

And at this moment, the flower-picking thief who was controlled by the monster... no, the girl suddenly rose up and used his bone-reducing skills to escape from control. With a swing of his hand, a stream of white powder spread out and enveloped several people!

This powder not only obscured the vision, but also seemed to have a paralysis function. After inhaling, the old man and the girl immediately fell to the ground and fainted. The monster girl reacted faster and immediately covered her mouth and nose, but also fell into the air.

Taking this opportunity, the flower-picking thief flew onto the tree and used his light skills to prepare to escape.

"Oh no!" The monster girl waved her mace to dispel the smoke. She saw the thief running away and raising her legs to chase her, but she was a little weak after being hit by the drug, but she was weak.

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a green light shot out, hitting the thief. With a scream, the thief fell down from the treetops and fell to the ground.

Seeing his unique skills, the monster girl glared at her eyes and said in surprise: "Picking Ye Feihua? Are you a master from the South China Sea?"

Zhao Qiankun was too lazy to explain to her. He took a step over in three or two and picked up the flower-picking thief. The guy was covering his thighs and screaming. Zhao Qiankun had just pinched a green leaf and passed through his legs, not only penetrated the flesh, but also cut off the thigh bones.

Thanks to Cheng Laosan's Bone Vein Tianyan, it turned out that Zhao Qiankun learned to pick Ye Feihua, but remembered the trick of throwing. Because there is no internal force, the best internal power of picking Ye Feihua can cut gold and jade, but he cannot understand it. Now, relying on the attack of the God of Martial Arts, he has comprehended the characteristics of internal force and modified the Bone Vein Tianyan into a mental method suitable for his use. He can introduce the infinite energy in the infinite spirit stone into the bones in a new way, becoming a Qigong master with endless internal force.

The method of picking leaves and flowers that I have remembered in my heart for a long time is naturally easy to grasp.

But when the monster girl saw him chasing him, she was shocked again: "Why are you still able to do the mountain and river steps of the Beggars' Sect?"

"It's all taught by an old beggar!" Zhao Qiankun laughed and threw the flower-picking thief to the ground and kicked him: "Hurry up, take out the antidote!"

The flower-picking thief dared not be disobedient, and took out the medicine tremblingly. In order to prevent him from using fraud, Zhao Qiankun first sniffed it himself and confirmed that it was fine before he woke up the father and daughter, and then he wanted to help the monster girl detoxify.

"I'm fine..." The monster girl moved her wrists as thick as an ordinary person's thigh: "I was so cold that I felt a little weak in my legs and feet. This will be relieved. This little medicine can't do anything to me!"

"It's indeed a monster!" Zhao Qiankun nodded and exclaimed.

"It's rude to say that!" The monster girl turned her mouth away: "I'm still an unmarried girl!"

"I will be surprised if you are out of the box!" Old Zhao was not merciless at all, but looking at the girl's open-minded attitude, I think I have been used to it a lot.

While talking, a team of people ran over there, led by a yellow-faced man, shouting from afar: "Miss, are you okay?"

The monster girl carried the mace on her shoulder: "What can I do!" As she said that, she kicked the flower-picking thief: "Come on, get the rope, tie this kid up, and send it to the government!"

"You are also a sect in the world, you are quite ruling!" Zhao Qiankun smiled and said, "Average routines, shouldn't you just rectify the Dharma when you encounter such a bastard who abuses good women?"

Unexpectedly, the monster girl glanced at him: "You figured out that we are gangs, not cults! My father said that everything must be followed by rules. Only if you abide by the law by yourself can the laws of the country protect you!"

"Your mental awareness is extraordinary, I like it!" As he said that, Zhao Qiankun stretched out his right hand to the ugly woman: "Zhao Qiankun!"

The ugly girl grinned and stretched out her big hand to hold him: "Xia Haishan!"

After hearing this name, Zhao Qiankun frowned. He had just chatted with the three disciples of Ziwei Pavilion, and it seemed that they had mentioned this name: "I just heard people talk about you, it seems to be from the Sea Shark Gang, and they even said you..."

"The ugly girl in the martial arts world, right?" Xia Haishan grinned, her sharp teeth and sharp teeth all over her mouth looked even more terrifying.

"You are quite calm!" Zhao Qiankun smiled: "It's rare to have such a good mentality!"

"What if it's not good?" Xia Haishan shrugged: "But you, you can still talk and laugh when you see me, and you have good courage!"

"Don't look at my life not long, I have seen many demons and monsters. You are all pretty!" Zhao Qiankun held his chin and looked at Xia Haishan's facial features carefully. After getting used to it, he was not that scary. Especially when he knew that this girl had a good personality and was fair, she became more and more pleasing to her eyes.

"There are indeed problems, but there is no room for salvation..." Zhao Qiankun nodded seriously and said, "Put on makeup, apply thicker foundation, turn on a beauty filter, or PS, and maybe you can become an internet celebrity..."

"Although I don't understand what you are saying..." Xia Haishan curled her lips: "Why do I think you are calling me ugly in different ways?"

"Where do you say!" Zhao Qiankun smiled and said, "I'm telling you that the skin is not good and there is still room for salvation. If your heart is broken, there will be no medicine to cure it!"

"It makes sense!" Xia Haishan smiled: "I haven't asked Brother Zhao which school it is? I just saw that my skills are great!"

"No door or sect!" Zhao Qiankun answered honestly: "By chance, I got the guidance of an expert, I know both skills. It is very superficial and not worth mentioning!"

"The more humble a person is, the more expert he is!" Xia Haishan said with a smile with a squinted eyes.

While speaking, the few people from the Haisha Gang had tied up the flower-picking thief. Xia Haishan looked at the father and daughter who woke up and said, "How are you? Do you want me to send you back to the city?"

The girl looked at the rising sun: "Then there will be a Laonen..."

Xia Haishan turned around and asked Zhao Qiankun: "You are here to attend the martial arts conference, are you? How about it, go into the city together?"

"I just came out of the city!" Zhao Qiankun waved his hand: "You guys go, I'll take a walk around nearby."

"Am I that ugly?" Xia Haishan curled her lips and said, "I don't want to walk with me?"
Chapter completed!