Chih!

A faint sound of flesh tearing suddenly sounded in Jiang Yan's ears.

The man in white fell quietly to the ground.

Hundreds of people around them all cut their heads, and none of them were spared.

Huh! Huh!

Jiang Yan's arms trembled slightly, and then slowly lowered them.

Tick! On his forehead, a string of sweat beads dripped.

"It feels so good to be alive!"

This is the closest he has to die. If he hadn't suddenly used a man in white to die, he would have really died just now.

In fact, Jiang Yan's previous actions were also a life-threatening move. If he cut other people's millet, Wei Wei still kept paying attention to him.

Jiang Yan didn't think he could survive either.

Buzz! A bloody sun floated in the sky, and at the same time, the entire pastoral space was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

Jiang Yan lowered his head and looked at it. The black and red collar between his neck had completely disappeared.

The temperature on his left hand also returned to normal.

Weirdly left.

He is temporarily safe.

"Is there any other rule for this weird killing?" Jiang Yan secretly guessed.

Such a powerful and weird thing has noticed him, and killing him is just a thought.

However, after Jiang Yan took the initiative to cut the millet, Wei Wei did not kill him casually.

Here, there should be some secrets that he cannot reach yet.

Jiang Yan took a deep breath and suppressed all kinds of thoughts in his heart. Now, it is not the time to consider these things.

Because, the strange third time of eating is coming.

Although I have found a way to avoid being cut, this way to avoid it is really ruthless.

Kill for oneself.

Rush rust...

The familiar footsteps came.

The third time I ate, it began.

Jiang Yan slowly lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly.

"If...if I can survive, I must..." he murmured.

"What are you going to do?"

Suddenly, an extremely abrupt sound exploded in his ears.

"What do you want to do?"

A man dressed in a scholar stood beside him, looking at Jiang Yan with a smile.

"You you!!?"

Jiang Yan suddenly opened his eyes wide, "You, can you speak?"

He was a little surprised and asked quickly, "Are you sober too?"

"Ha..." The scholar man did not answer his question, but glanced at Jiang Yan up and down, and then his eyebrows bent, "Little brother, how did you control the strange mind control?"

"Can you solve the problem?"

Da da da da da!

On the small path outside the village, figures slowly walked along the small path.

"Cough..." Jiang Yan swallowed his saliva, his body tensed, and his food was about to begin. He felt a little dry and nervous.

"Please look, yourselves."

Jiang Yan did not talk much, but raised his palm and stood a steel needle on his little finger.

"I'm just a pain to refresh my mind."

"Treat the symptoms but not the root cause."

"Well...a good way!"

The scholar's eyes lit up. He looked at Jiang Yan seriously and praised, "So perseverance."

Tat!

A figure approached Jiang Yan and the scholar man, and passed by him.

The scholarly man raised his eyebrows.

Bang!

He stretched out his hand and stopped the passing person, as if he wanted to rescue the man.

"That...sen, this is useless."

Jiang Yan hurriedly said, after a while, he finally realized.

The scholarly man in front of him is definitely a powerful warrior.

There is nothing else, this person's words and actions are too relaxed and confident.

This kind of self-confidence is immersed in the bones, and most people can't even act.

Maybe his vitality is in this person.

"I know." The scholar man turned to Jiang Yan and smiled, "I didn't think about awakening them, I just helped them get rid of them in advance."

As he spoke, a yellow light flashed in the scholar's palm.

The passing person stiffened his whole body, and then, like ordinary rocks, turned into powder.

"In this way, they don't have to die in the hands of weird people."

"At least, there can be a whole body outside."

Jiang Yan's body fell down. He looked at the scholar man, and a smile appeared on his face, without saying a word.

The scholar looked elegant in his movements, but when he just killed someone, he did not hesitate at all and was neat and neat.

He didn't even see what the yellow light was.

He is very stressed to stand with such a strong man who can threaten his life at any time.

"By the way, little brother, are you interested in joining the governing authority?"

The scholar touched his chin and said something.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Song Pingping."

The chief minister? This scholar is the official governor of the chief minister? Is he recruiting me?

Jiang Yan shook his head gently and smiled bitterly. He also wanted to join the official family, but he was a disciple of the Dahe Gang...

"Senior, I am a member of the Dahe Gang." Jiang Yan whispered.

"Dahe Gang? Shen Daoyong's disciple?"

Upon hearing this, Song Pingping's smile gradually dissipated. On weekdays, there were a lot of friction between the Dahe Gang and the governor.

“Born!”

Song Pingping shook his head and never mentioned recruitment again. He just saw that this young man had good perseverance and had a temporary idea on his whim.

But he didn't like Shen Daoyong's disciples.

boom!

Song Pingping turned around and suddenly punched, blasted towards the path, and shot straight towards the village.

A huge yellow fist shadow suddenly descended, like a earth dragon, rolling up countless smoke and dust, roaring, and rushing towards the village not far away.

Click!

The ground under Jiang Yan's feet shattered layer by layer. He looked at the huge fist shadow covering the sky above his head, and was shocked.

"Innate true qi!"

He had already guessed something just now, but when he saw Song Pingping take action with his own eyes, he was still shocked by this power instantly.

Just the oppression of the fighting spirit, he could no longer bear it.

Hula! Hula! Hula!

On the path, dense figures were directly shattered by fists.
To be continued...