my son is the king

Chapter 135 Brother, this grass is destined for me

Then Xia Chen saw a woman running towards the distance, his eyes widened, isn't this woman the one who cheated him before?
If it wasn't for the existence of the teacher at that time, I am afraid that his body would have sunk in the Huangpu River by now.

Xia Chen discovered that the other party's target was not her, or that the other party hadn't found herself at all.

Not far from Xia Chen, there is a young man in brocade clothes.

The young man was holding a long sword, and just luckily found a blood spirit grass.

He put the blood spirit grass into the package behind him, and was a little happy about his luck. He was about to move on when he heard someone calling for help.

"My lord, save me," I saw a disheveled woman running towards him.

Followed by three men in black shirts.

"They want to do something wrong to me, so please help me, my lord," Si Niang ran to the young man with a panicked expression.

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you," the young man smiled, his smile looked very gentle.

Si Niang relaxed, and was about to thank her, but suddenly felt a pain in her abdomen. She lowered her head slightly, and saw the young man stabbing her abdomen forcefully with a sharp long sword.

Afterwards, the young man kicked Si Niang away and smiled contemptuously.

"Hand over that woman," the three men in black shirts on the other side just shouted their lines when they saw that their accomplice had been killed.

"Si Niang," the three of them yelled at the same time, all eyes were full of jealousy, and their anger could not be revealed.

At the same time, they swung their knives and killed the young man. All three of them were between the seventh and eighth levels of Qi training.

And the realm of young people should be at the ninth level of Qi training, and they are also practicing some advanced fairy skills.

Therefore, even if it was a siege by three people, the young man could still handle it more than enough.

The light blue aura permeated the sword body, and every time the young man drew his sword, there was a rumbling sound.

It seems as if the waves have been washed away, and the long current is rushing, wave after wave, continuously.

Seeing the young man getting more and more courageous in the battle, the three men in black shirts on the opposite side were already struggling.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, I want to avenge Si Niang," the black-clothed man next to him roared, even breathing was a little difficult under the young man's sword light.

He didn't dodge or dodge, allowing the long sword to penetrate his body, and then saw him grabbing the long sword with both hands, preventing the young man from pulling it out.

The young man's complexion changed, seeing the attack of the other two men in black shirts coming, he hastily stepped back a few steps, and had no choice but to let go of the sword.

With a sound of "tearing", the back of the brocade robe the young man was wearing was directly punctured.

The two men in black shirts hugged their third brother and wept.

"Revenge for Si Niang...," the third brother said in a broken voice, and then fell silent.

The remaining two men in black shirts were completely enraged, they raised their long swords and killed the young man desperately.

The young man didn't have a sword, but he still practiced a certain boxing technique. The fiery red aura surged violently in his fists, and he opened and closed with every punch and kick.

However, the two black-clothed men were as determined as they were, neither dodging nor dodging, as if they were about to risk their lives.

Young people did not dare to head-on, they could only fight and retreat.

It took a long time before he finally ground the two black-clothed men to death, and he himself was also wounded several times.

Although not fatal, it was enough to hurt him.

Before the elder brother of the man in black shirt died, he looked up to the sky, through the layers of dense leaves, with a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth.

The blue sky and white clouds are as beautiful as a picture scroll, and the man in black shirt thinks of their brother and sister's past.

At that time they were just ordinary people in a small village, until one day robbers ransacked their village.

The four brothers and sisters survived by luck. They had witnessed the tragic death of family members and friends, and they had also experienced the kind of powerless weakness.

They are determined to practice martial arts, but they don't have amazing talents, nor do they have huge background and resources.

They are like worms struggling in the cracks, helpless and ridiculous.

So they began to learn from others and started killing people and robbing goods.

But now, after all, it has gone astray.

Who will God forgive?
He looked at the corpses of his brothers and sisters beside him, his vision gradually blurred, maybe this world has never been fair.

This is the tragedy of ordinary people like them without roots.

He slowly closed his eyes, with tears in the corners of his eyes, after all, his life ended in such a short time.

...............

The young man's face was a little pale, and he came to the four corpses, ready to pack up his spoils.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from the nearby tree.

I saw Xia Chen walking out from the side with a long sword on his back and a smile on his mouth.

The young man stood up quickly, held his long sword in his hand, and looked at Xia Chen with a vigilant expression.

"Friend, don't be nervous, I'm just passing by," Xia Chen waved his hand quickly and said.

"Under Lan Yuhang, a descendant of the Lan family in Black Rock City," the young man was the first to announce his name.

Black Rock City is located to the east of Baimang City, and the Lan family is considered a big family in Black Rock City.

"Oh, meeting is fate. I have a Beast Blood Pill here, do you need it, brother?" Xia Chen didn't intend to declare his name, but asked with a smile.

"No, thank you friend for your kindness," Lan Yuhang forced a smile.

"It seems that this brother doesn't understand what I mean." Xia Chen smiled and said, "Meeting is fate, I mean, the blood spirit grass that brother got just now is destined to me. "

"My friend was joking, the treasures of heaven and earth are all unowned, how can we say fate," Lan Yuhang also smiled and shook his head.

"It's really destined, do you want me to prove it to you," Xia Chen said seriously.

Then I saw him pull out his Changhong Sword, his body surged with aura, and the fairy skill of "Sword Explosion Thirteen Forms" exploded in the air.

"Fate has its own arrangements," Lan Yuhang quickly said with a smile on his face, "I also think there is fate. Maybe my friend had a fate with this blood spirit grass in his previous life."

Lan Yuhang said distressedly and threw the blood spirit grass he had just obtained to Xia Chen.

The growth conditions of this blood spirit grass are quite strict. It is said that only by watering it with the blood of monster beasts frequently can it be possible to grow a blood spirit grass.

Generally, the places where the blood spirit grass grows are places where there have been wars and blood flowed into rivers.

The role of blood spirit grass is to increase the blood energy in the human body, which can help monks lay a solid foundation.

This is also Xia Chen's purpose for wanting this blood spirit grass. He is now practicing Qi at the ninth level, and his realm is a bit vain after all.

After receiving the blood spirit grass, Xia Chen came to the four corpses and put all the supplies on the four of them into his pockets.

Including the Baisteel Sword that was snatched from him.

Right in front of Lan Yuhang, he acted aboveboard, as if the four were murdered by him.

"Brother, green mountains and green waters, we are destined to meet again," Xia Chen clasped his fists, and then quickly ran into the distance.

"Beast," Lan Yuhang was dumbfounded, feeling his heart was bleeding.

(End of this chapter)