binnovel Chapter 60: What a man does and what he doesn’t do
Chapter 60: What a man does and what he doesn’t do
Xu Zhian frowned and didn't respond.
Seeing this, the purple-robed girl apologized, "In fact, when Elder Li returned to Seven Heroes Mountain, all the disciples she recruited had already died."
The young man in black nodded, said thank you and walked out.
Xu Zhian walked out of the shop, feeling a little sad for a moment. The fat boy at that time was so dazzling, but he was just a country boy who would not live long.
Now, in such a short period of time, not only has his luck been restored, but he has also stepped into the world of immortal cultivation in the eyes of mortals. However, the talented young boy died young. One cannot help but sigh that the world is unpredictable.
Xu Zhian looked at the sporadic snowflakes in the sky and walked quickly towards the grain shop.
Walking on the street, the boy suddenly discovered that there were more foreign faces in the town, and even some demons.
Thinking of this, the young man suddenly remembered what Lin Jianyi said a few days ago. One of the two demon men died and the other was disabled. He didn't know whether they were still in the town.
Bang!
With a loud bang, a man with a ferocious scar on his face suddenly fell down at the stall next to Xu Zhian.
Suddenly the stall collapsed and most of the pork fell to the ground.
The streets were instantly filled with people watching the excitement.
Not far away, there was a young man in gorgeous clothes, wearing brocade and silk, holding a black folding fan in his hand, which looked a little strange in this cold winter.
"Now, am I still looking for death?"
The young man in fancy clothes looked at the scarred man who fell to the side with disdain on his face.
The scarred man gritted his teeth, picked up the meat cleaver that was scattered on the ground, and chopped at the young man in fancy clothes.
The old man at the side was about to take action when he was suddenly stopped by the young man in fancy clothes.
"Let me do it myself, just to deal with a peasant."
The young man in gorgeous clothes stepped out, put away his black fan, and instantly came to the back of the scarred man. He fanned down with the fan, and there was a crisp sound from the man's right arm holding the knife, followed by a scream.
The man covered his broken arm, his face twisted in pain.
"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"
The scarred man roared in pain.
The young man in fancy clothes smiled and said, "You are the first mortal who dares to speak to me like this. Don't you know that monks are not to be messed with?"
The scarred man spat, "Bah! You are worthy of being a crappy monk?"
The young man in fancy clothes looked calm, and then he kicked the scarred man away, knocking him onto the stone steps on the side of the road.
The hero was vomiting blood, and his already hideous scar looked even more unsightly.
"In your next life, keep your mouth clean!"
The young man in gorgeous clothes waved his folding fan, and a stream of energy flew out and rushed straight towards the man.
"This man is too domineering. He wants to kill someone." A passerby whispered.
"Who says it's not true? This kind of thing hasn't happened in this town for many years. This young man in fancy clothes doesn't look simple either."
Another passerby sighed.
At this time, someone nearby exclaimed, "No, isn't that scarred man a boatman who runs boats to and from Qimu City? How could he have offended this young master?"
As the onlookers talked about various things, the scarred man began to look hesitant, as if he was making a decision.
At this moment, the sound of a sword was heard, and the powerful force of the young man in gorgeous clothes was instantly dispersed.
The young man in fancy clothes smiled slightly and said in surprise: "It seems that there is another person who is not afraid of death."
Following the gaze of the young man in fancy clothes, I saw a young man in black holding a sword, standing in front of the man with the scar.
"You like killing people?"
The young man said calmly.
The young man in fancy clothes showed disdain: "It seems that you like to be a hero, but I don't know how strong you are?"
The young man said calmly: "I saved your life, and you still want to kill me?"
The young man in fancy clothes looked puzzled: "Save me? How shameless!"
After saying that, the young man in fancy clothes came in front of Xu Zhian in an instant, raised his hand and smashed down with a fan. Xu Zhian hurriedly closed the distance, then chopped at the young man in fancy clothes.
The two of them fought back and forth, and in just a few breaths, they had already exchanged no less than a dozen moves.
Xu Zhian stepped aside, looked at the young man in fancy clothes opposite him and said, "The third level of self-cultivation, the middle stage of the spirit bone realm, is nothing more than this!"
The young man in fancy clothes smiled and said, "You dare to say such a big thing when you are at the peak of the second realm? I am suddenly interested in your sword."
The young man in fancy clothes suddenly opened his fan, and dozens of sharp blades suddenly came out from the fan and instantly attacked the young man in black.
Xu Zhian's black sword kept turning, and then a five-star sword of light instantly slashed towards the young man in gorgeous clothes.
Just when he was one step away from the young man in fancy clothes, he was suddenly crushed by someone, which really scared Xu Zhian who was standing by.
The marks left on the sword cliff were clearly there, and were crushed by a person's hand, without even the person's sleeves fluttering. Xu Zhian was somewhat unable to understand how strong this person was.
"Young man, some people are not worth saving, and some people you cannot afford to offend."
The old man behind the young man in fancy clothes walked to the center of the field and spoke calmly to the young man in black in front of him.
Xu Zhian looked solemn. He glanced at the man behind him who was covering his broken arm. Uncertainty flashed in the boy's eyes.
However, the young man figured it out quickly. There are two possibilities for this conflict. One is that the young man in fancy clothes hurt people and started the trouble first, or it is possible that all the people in the field were used by someone with ulterior motives, but he didn't know who that person was.
"Little brother, you must help me. I was originally a boatman who traveled back and forth to Qimu City. On the way back to the town, I met this master and servant. After we boarded the boat and docked, they saw the pearls in my boat and took them out without permission and hid them. After I found out, I quarreled with him. He wanted to kill me to silence me when he saw that the matter was exposed. Little brother, you must help me!"
As the scarred man complained, the master and servant looked unhappy. The young man in fancy clothes blushed and said, "Do you know that I gave you a bead to give you face? Besides, didn't I pay you ten taels of silver more?"
The old man at the side looked at the young man in black and said calmly: "Young man, this matter has nothing to do with you. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise you will be in trouble!"
Xu Zhian shook his head solemnly without answering. He looked at the scarred man lying on the ground, then at a figure in the distance, and said firmly, "A real man has his own ways of doing things and his own ways of not doing things!"
The young man in fancy clothes beside him quickly sent a message: "Elder Zheng, his black sword is quite good. When my father celebrates his birthday in a few days, you can give it to him as a gift."
The old man frowned and said, "Young Master, this is inappropriate, isn't it?"
The young man in fancy clothes said seriously: "At worst, I can buy it. You can keep his black sword first!"
The old man was somewhat reluctant, but he still followed the words of his young master and said: "A real man should do what he should do and not what he should not do! But being a hero has its time and not everyone can do it!"
After saying that, he swung his palm down, and a white palm print appeared instantly.