This martial saint is too generous

Two people are writing IOUs.

Zhao Zhiqi's expression was calm, but the third-grade aura had already appeared vaguely, which was a kind of absolute confidence.

The disciples of the Huangyun Sect on the side were so envious that their eyes turned red.

As long as a warrior is strong, he can do whatever he wants. This way of making money is much faster than robbery.

The strong compete to conquer the world in one step.

"Young Master Zhao...give..."

Jia Fuxing wrote the IOU and was about to hand it to Zhao Zhiqi.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a noise at the city gate.

The helmsman of Helan Villa was just halfway through writing when he suddenly raised his head, and Wang Jixiang was the first to look at the city gate.

what happened?

Ganglong Village slaughtered the town, want to run away?

Wang Jixiang's heart dropped.

The others also turned their heads.

Zhao Zhiqi frowned. He also thought that Steel Dragon Village had massacred the town and was about to leave.

Damn it!

You are not ordinary bandits. What is the use of killing people? Only silver is useful.

A bunch of idiots, short-sighted!

Do you know how long I have been preparing to plot against the big fish Jia Fuxing?

…

The city gate slowly opened.

Everyone's expressions were gradually shocked, and everyone's faces were filled with disbelief.

In the center of the door were two young men in blood-clothed clothes.

They were riding tall horses, their faces were a little haggard, but their weapons were majestic.

It was Qin Jinyang and Zhao Siming, who were preparing to return to the villa immediately.

Behind them, the mayor and his party saw them off. Everyone was covered in blood. The moment the city gate opened, there seemed to be a surge of evil energy, and the birds in the sky did not dare to continue singing.

Wow!

From the towering city wall, a rope fell down.

The rope has dead knots, and each knot is tied to a bandit.

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

On both sides of the gate, more and more ropes hung down, and the heads of bandits with ferocious expressions looked like dark lanterns, forming a strange pattern that could only be found in hell.

The bright universe makes one's scalp numb, like falling into an ice cellar.

Perhaps, the world is hell.

Directly above the city gate, there is a long spear, and the white-haired head of the head of the family, Yin Yanyan, was penetrated by the spear.

It is customary to hang the head.

It is also a deterrent to gangsters.

The total annihilation of Ganglong Village was a shock of flash flood and tsunami levels, and soon Yan Fang would become famous in the town.

"Senior Brother Qin..."

Wang Jixiang screamed and ran towards the city wall like a mad dog.

The helmsman broke the pen in his hand and crushed the IOU into pieces, as if he was crushing shame.

"Shao Xia Zhao... we may have to cancel this deal!"

Jia Fuxing curled his fingers and turned back the IOU he had already handed over.

He saw Li Shuizhi in the crowd, many servants of Jiafu Restaurant, and his old friend Mayor Liu Keshan...

A false alarm.

The disciple of the Huangyun Sect stared at the heads on the city wall, his legs were weak and trembling. Facing this scene for the first time, he was so frightened that he collapsed.

Zhao Zhiqi's eyes focused on Yin Yanyan's head, and he squeezed it together with his fists.

Damn it!

Who killed Yin Yanyan.

Who destroyed my dark chess.

To cut off my wealth is to kill the enemy of my whole family.

It's definitely not Zhao Siming.

He didn't have the ability to kill Yin Yanyan.

Not to mention the loser Liu Keshan, he is even less capable.

Who is it!

Who is the murderer?

"Walk!"

Zhao Zhi turned around and left with a livid face.

There is no point in staying here.

…

Outside the city gate.

"Zhao Zhiqi, indeed...is related to him!"

When Zhao Siming heard Wang Jixiang tell about Zhao Zhiqi's blackmail, he was immediately laughed out of anger.

Unfortunately, this inference alone is not enough to form evidence, and it is not convenient for the elders to deal with him.

"Go back!"

Qin Jinyang looked at Zhao Zhiqi's back and remembered this person deeply.

Xu Longjie, I hope you can be successful and kill Zhao Zhiqi directly.

"Junior Brother Qin, you are the first to contribute to this catastrophe, and I will truthfully inform the Hall of Merit!"

Zhao Siming said.

…

When we returned to the villa, it was already late at night.

Qin Jinyang fell asleep.

In the early morning, he had left the villa and aimed at his wife's barren mountain.

You must go to the old nest of Ganglong Village as early as possible. A day later may lead to complications, not to mention the fact that it involves Zhao Zhiqi.

Fortunately, Zhao Siming went to the village owner overnight to explain the situation. Although the village owner had no reason to arrest him, he sent Ao Xuanyi to greet Zhao Zhiqi in advance.

It was said to be a welcome, but it was also a kind of surveillance, warning him not to cause trouble on the territory of Helan Villa.

This is a good opportunity for Qin Jinyang.

Zhao Zhiqi may not know the specific location of his lair, but Tsuma Huangshan can definitely pinpoint it.

…

Zhao Zhiqi knew that Ao Xuanyi was coming, so he could only sneer.

He returned to the convoy escorting the personnel and waited obediently for Ao Xuanyuan to arrive.

"Where is the lair of these idiots from Ganglong Village!"

Along the way, Zhao Zhiqi looked sad.

The information he has is that Tsumubarang Mountain is so big and rugged with strange rocks. Who knows which cave is hidden in it.

Damn it, Ao Xuanyi came over and he didn’t have time to search.

…

Qin Jinyang used his black feet, which quickly turned into a bolt of lightning.

No wonder a first-grade warrior wants to go out to fight. After the battle at Yan Fang Town, his Dantian Bell was already full of cracks. According to common wisdom, he was already in the late stage of first-grade and was one step away from the Great Consummation.

After the Great Consummation, it is necessary to prepare the second-grade bell.

so fast.

Before I knew it, I was already a second-grade warrior!

It didn't take long for Qin Jinyang to successfully find the entrance... There were dense woods here, and the sun couldn't even reach the ground.

Sure enough, there was a maze. Qin Jinyang encountered a ghost hitting the wall. After turning around several times, he encountered the same tree every time and became confused.

He wandered around according to the formation diagram, and soon... he turned around and a cave appeared.

The cave is not big, and there are some daily necessities inside.

Qin Jinyang started rummaging through boxes and cabinets without stopping.

…

An hour later.

The total amount of messy belongings can be equivalent to 60,000 taels of silver!

A very huge fortune.

But when you think about it more carefully, it’s actually not much at all.

Because of this money, many people in Ganglong Village were killed indiscriminately.

How much is a living life worth?

How much are the joys and sorrows of the people worth!

Watching your children being killed, watching your mother being killed, watching your wife being killed, how much money can you pay back?

Qin Jinyang opened the package and took away all the money. In fact, it was all gold leaves.

Before leaving, he had a sudden idea and found a broken stone and carved a line of words on the stone:

"If you want to get treasure, kowtow three thousand times"

I hope someone with a destiny can come.

Qin Jinyang also learned a lot of tricks in the villa during this time, and hiding wealth was the top priority. He worked hard all day to save his money.

Steel Dragon Village was destroyed just now, so this money cannot be used for the time being, so it should be left for a while.

…

Back at the villa, it was late at night again.

Qin Jinyang fell asleep, exhausted both physically and mentally.

Early in the morning, Qin Jinyang was awakened by a knock on the door.

It was Wang Jixiang: "Senior Brother Qin, Senior Brother Qin..."

"Um?"

Qin Jinyang squinted and opened the door.

"I heard about it!"

"Sure enough, something happened to Fang Yongli. His second brother is seriously ill and is on the verge of death. Because there are other enemies in the town, the Fang family needs a second-grade person to take charge... Senior Brother Fang has been preparing for a breakthrough these days. Unfortunately, he is not strong enough and can only cut off the second-grade !”

"Alas, if you cut off the second level, this person's foundation will be damaged... I heard that Fang Yongli finally achieved the first level of perfection. If he follows the steps and waits for another year and a half, he can break through the second level normally!"

"Many people say that he is the most regrettable second-grade Duan! Although most people have no chance to break through to the third-grade, there is still a world of difference between the second-grade and the second-grade Duan. The Fang family's cultivation in recent years has been wasted. .”

Wang Jixiang remembered Qin Jinyang's explanation and quickly found out the whole story.

"So that's it!"

Qin Jinyang nodded and drank a lot of cold water.

No wonder Fang Yongli looked like a living dead, his eyes dull, like a walking corpse.

It's a pity that the first-grade pill is useless to break through the second-grade pill. This is the second-grade pill to break through the third grade. If you take the first-grade pill indiscriminately, you will die.

…

[Tip: A good friend is forced to go to a dead end. Are you willing to give a good fortune and make your friend angry? 】

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good fortune?

Not to mention the system prompts for tasks, even if there is no task, I still want to help my friend. He gave me the Boiling Demon Knife and treated me as a friend.

But I am just an ordinary little disciple, how can I be blessed by nature?

wrong!

I should be lucky.

Qin Jinyang stood up and looked towards the Hall of Merit.