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Chapter 29 The Butcher's Terrorist Force

At this time, in the distance, Dazhuang took Xiaoling over and actually knelt down: "Thank you for your life-saving kindness."

scare!

Xia Lin was shocked at that time. This was the first time he enjoyed this kind of kneeling ceremony. He subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but soon he realized that it would be impolite if he did that.

Taking a deep breath, Xia Lin pretended to be a plain smile and helped Dazhuang and the others up: "I saw you stopping me so fiercely yesterday, probably because of the lives of us. You don't owe me anything."

"But, speaking of this, I said Dazhuang, you and Xiaoling..." Xia Lin said with some fun.

Xiaoling's face suddenly turned red, and Dazhuang patted her chest and said, "I used to be afraid that Xiaoling's father would not agree, so I didn't dare to say that. Now I'm not afraid anymore, so I'll go to propose marriage tonight!"

"kindness."

Xia Lin nodded secretly. It is often because he has lost it to know how to cherish it, but how many people have the opportunity to save it like Dazhuang?

Just as he was thinking about something, the village chief walked over and said to Xia Lin: "Young Master Xia, can you talk with me?"

Xia Lin nodded: "That's what you mean."

Then, the two of them arrived in the village chief's hut.

The village chief calmed down and calmed down his emotions before he said slowly: "I heard from the young master just now that he was from Heifeng Village. Is this trip also coming for the small mountain village?"

"Not bad." Xia Lin nodded, "The mission goal is here. It was not certain at first, but if there were only small mountain villages around here, they should be them."

"Yeah." The village chief nodded, but said with some concern: "How much does the young master know about the strength of the small mountain village?"

"I don't know very well."

Xia Lin shook his head. This was also the reason why he came over to talk to the village chief. The strength of the small mountain village was unknown, and it was too dangerous to rush up rashly. Only after understanding the strength in advance can we make a correct judgment.

"In this case, I would rather suggest that the young master asks for help from Heifeng Village." The village chief smiled bitterly, "In the small mountain village, the master is a guy who calls himself a butcher. He is huge in size, hateful in appearance, and extremely cruel. He has only seen him once when he first came. That time, countless casualties and injuries in the small mountain village."

"The butcher has two right-hand assistants, one is Du Yuan, the bandit you killed just now. The other is Qiu Yan, whose strength is still above Du Yun, and it is located at the eighth level of body forging."

When Xia Lin heard this, his mind moved. Du Yuan and Qiu Yan's strength was one of the seventh level of body-building and the other was the eighth level of body-building. So what about the butcher's own strength?

As if he noticed the doubts in Xia Lin's eyes, the village chief said slowly: "We don't understand the strength of the butcher, but according to the bandits' unintentional disclosure, the butcher... seemed to have come here after failing to hit the Cyclone Realm and had no hope of breaking through again."

Xia Lin's eyelids twitched wildly, and the impact cyclone failed?

Isn't that the peak of the ninth level of body-building? The peak of the entire body-building period! No wonder the butcher dares to be so arrogant and act recklessly. Who can do anything to such a small place, under the cyclone realm?

Even... Xia Lin is not good now!

"Damn it." Xia Lin's eyes flashed, not because of the butcher's strength, but because of... the assignment of this task!

Under normal circumstances, it is absolutely impossible to arrange such a task for him.

You should know that before going out, even Xia Cheng had just broken through the ninth level of body-forging. Facing a peak body-forging powerhouse who is qualified to impact the cyclone realm? One hundred Xia Chengs are not enough! Unless he devotes himself to practicing for one to two years and breaks through the cyclone realm, he can trample the butcher freely under his feet.

Then such a task is much more interesting to arrange for him.

"Yaya has been active frequently recently, and her father must have stared at him tightly. Any movement is enough to bring him to the abyss, so it is unlikely that Xiaya will come out to die at this time. But these tasks are so unreasonable, and they can be kept from their father's words, so it should be..."

When Xia Lin thought of this, his eyes flashed with a splendor, "That damn second elder!"

"Interestingly, Xia Cheng has always been the best talent among the Xia family disciples. It seems that over the years, the second elder has trained Xia Cheng as his direct line. At this time, I suddenly appeared. I guess the second elder is quite unhappy. After all, once I get the first place, the second elder's training over the years will be in vain."

"In addition to the relationship between Natsuno and the Second Elder... He must be the one who takes action."

In just a few breaths, Xia Lin had a lot of thoughts in his mind. Based on this little information, he analyzed who the master behind the scenes was.

Second Elder, I will settle the score with you when I go back!

"Young Master Xia?" The village chief couldn't help but ask softly when he saw Xia Lin lowering his head and looking thoughtful.

"kindness."

Xia Lin responded, raised his head, and said to the village chief: "The support may not be reliable. After all, Heifeng Village is too far away from here! It took us nearly ten days to get here. If we send someone back and come over again, it will take twenty days to go. Can the small mountain village last for twenty days?"

The village chief spoke silently.

Twenty days, how could it last for twenty days? Du Yuan died here. I am afraid that the people from the small mountain village would come down within three days. They only have three days at most.

"The Peak of Body Forging..."

Xia Lin smiled bitterly, and after measuring the strength of both sides, he could only show a helpless look.

At present, the bloodline in his body is only 81%. He is still nine percent away from breaking through the ninth level of body-forging, and nine percent away from the peak of body-forging, with a significant gap. However, he is also the bloodline power of the ancient barbarians. His body has solid and thick power, and has strong explosive power, which is enough to make him comparable to the average ninth level of body-forging.

Coupled with the extraordinary first-grade martial arts Lingfeng Palm, a move of Lingfeng Palm, can make his strength explode again. On the surface, it seems that he can fight the butcher.

But only he knows it, he can't fight!

The ninth palm of Lingfeng Palm is indeed extraordinary, but the corresponding consumption is also very huge, especially for him who is still in the eighth level of body-building, the blood and energy in his body are not consumed enough.

If he can't get much palm, his blood and energy will be consumed and then he will be slaughtered.

"Let me do this, I'll think of another way."

Xia Lin pondered for a moment, and then said to the village chief: "If it doesn't work, I can only ask for help from Heifeng Village, and then the small mountain village will be temporarily moved out. After a month, it will not be too late to wait until Heifeng Village eradicates the small mountain village before returning."

"Well, thank you, young master." The village chief said gratefully.

Xia Lin nodded with a smile, saying that he didn't have to take it to heart.

After silently looking at the mountains in the distance, Xia Lin sighed in his heart, wouldn't he really care about it?

The village chief didn’t know, but he knew it himself, this was... a copycat trial!

Even if the task is too difficult because of the second elder, if you ask for help, everything will be defeated! Isn’t his efforts over the years just for the amazing moment?

If he asks for help, no matter how strong he is, he will become a joke in Heifeng Village.

Do so many copycat disciples give up on their expectations for him?

He was unwilling to give up, really unwilling to give up!

The peak of body-building... If you can't even handle the peak of body-building now, how can you face those who took away your mother in the future? Those who are likely to be powerful people in the supernatural power realm!

Suddenly, Xia Lin felt that he could not give up. At least he had to fight once. In this way, even if he lost, he would never regret it.

Thinking of this, Xia Lin stood up and said goodbye to the village chief.

"Missar, if there is nothing wrong, I will go down first. Let me discuss with my brothers. Maybe there is a good way, it is also good not to move."

"Yes." The village chief nodded gratefully, "Please wait a moment."

"kindness?"

Xia Lin's figure, who was about to leave, stopped and looked at him with some confusion.

The village chief sighed and silently took out a small white paper bag from a cabinet next to him, gently opened it in front of Xia Lin, revealing a large pile of white powder, and then gently closed it.

Xia Lin said in surprise: "Is this?"

"We call it My Dream Powder," said the village chief. "On the west side of our village, there is a small forest like this, with some strange plants planted inside, and small fruits are born every year. After these fruits are crushed into powder, they will have extremely strong psychedelic power! Just a little bit of it is enough to make people hallucinate."

"After discovering these things, I used them in a battle with the bandits, and the effect was very good. But... it was only that time. Since then, as long as the bandits see this thing, they flash far away, or directly hold their breath, and this thing becomes waste."

"oh?"

Xia Lin's eyes were full of light, and there was such a thing! As a doctor, he was very clear about these things! When he was activated, because he was too painful, he had looked for some medicine to reduce pain and numb his body, but unfortunately, there was no such thing here.

But unexpectedly, there will be such a plant directly produced here. It is indeed amazing.

"Dream Powder." Xia Lin looked at it tightly, and countless years flashed in his mind in an instant, and various endless uses emerged in his mind.

If he was really not wrong, some battles with the small mountain village may have been fought!

"Although it's useless in our hands, this is the only one in the small mountain village. Maybe it can bring you some help." The village chief said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, it will be very useful." Xia Lin said excitedly after taking a paper bag, then stood up to say goodbye.

This made the village chief quite strange. Isn’t it just a pack of Mimo Powder? As for being so happy?

When they walked into the village, the villagers had already started cleaning. The smell of blood everywhere did not cause panic to the villagers. Even when a few people saw the bodies of some bandits, they couldn't forget to step on them a few times. The disciples of Heifeng Village also went to help, and they were busy for a while.
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