The square-faced man felt guilty.

Between life and death, he chose to let his companions die.

"With spiritual ginseng, I can refine my true energy and become a warrior. If there is a warrior in Fangjiazhuang, I will not have to suffer in the mountains in the future. I can move into the county town to live, and you can die as a matter of death."

The square-faced man practiced for twenty years but still failed to refine his true energy. He thought he would never become a warrior in his life, but he did not expect that God gave him a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He accidentally discovered the spiritual ginseng cultivated by Shan Po.

As long as he eats spiritual ginseng, he has the hope of becoming a true qi warrior and getting what he wants.

This opportunity cannot be missed no matter what.

There are so many tourists from Fangjiazhuang, but if the Lingzin is handed over, he will probably be hard to drink even a sip of ginseng soup in the end.

If a square-faced man wants to swallow the spiritual ginseng alone, he must not let other tourists go back alive.

"You must die a bad death!"

The slinger stared at him and cursed, and quickly took his last breath.

Just as the square-faced man was about to destroy the corpse, his ears suddenly moved and he heard footsteps behind him.

Looking back, I saw the little Taoist priest in the Taoist temple coming with his sword.

It happened to be that the square-faced man killed someone.

Isn't this a coincidence?

Chen Bafang scratched his head and said awkwardly: "I said I didn't see anything, you must not believe it."

The big man with square face showed a hideous smile and murderous look on his face.

Anyway, killing one is killing, and killing two is also killing.

He felt a little guilty when he killed Fangjiazhuang and released the mountain guests.

Killing the little Taoist priest is not a psychological burden at all.

It is not the first time that a square-faced man killed people. Sometimes when he encounters mountain people who kill mountain goods in the mountains, he doesn't mind acting as a robber and killing people for money.

His honesty is just a disguise.

"If you want to blame, you will blame you for knowing too much."

The square-faced man raised his butcher knife with a grim smile.

At this time, Chen Bafang suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked behind the man with square face, as if something was behind him.

"Look at the back."

"Haha, this kind of clumsy trick also wants to trick me."

Puchi.

As soon as the square-faced man finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

He looked down in disbelief and saw a palm piercing his chest from behind, and a beating heart was pinching on the palm.

It's a mountain lady.

He is not dead yet.

"Look, I didn't lie to you."

Chen Bafang slowly drew his sword, and the square-faced man was too careless and did not finish the attack on the mountain lady.

Pay the price of life.

On the importance of finishing off.

The square-faced man laughed silently, but he didn't expect that the end result would be like this.

Just as he fell down, he saw the little Taoist priest in the Taoist temple slashing out a sword at the mountain lady who was rushing towards him.

The moment the little Taoist priest set out his sword, the storm outside seemed to stop for a moment.

A sword shocked the wind and rain.
Chapter completed!