Villains: The protagonist sells his kidneys just for the villains to squander

Ying Zheng didn't like it, and Lin Ming didn't like it even more.

However, Ying Zheng has too much pocket.

Mosquito meat is also meat.

He aimed at Lin Ming from the corner of his eyes, and there was a sly look in his eyes.

"Stop! Don't light the fire!"

Ying Zheng let out a roar, and came out to stop a strong man holding a torch.

All the villagers cast their eyes on the four people, all of whom were unfamiliar faces.

A senile old man is the head of this village.

"Who are you! How dare you sabotage the sacrifice and prevent us from worshiping Huang Daxian!"

Of course, it was Lin Ming who looked at him. After all, Ying Zheng was a child, so he was definitely Lin Ming's envoy!

Lin Ming looked down at Ying Zheng, he knew how to do this at a young age, but he can do it when he grows up.

Anyway, during Zhao Ji's pregnancy, food and maids were also considered.

Lin Ming's eyes glowed with golden light, and the villagers were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy, all of which were immortals' forgiveness.

The village head kowtowed to admit his mistake.

Lin Ming ignored all this, staring at the yellow skin hidden in the darkness, his cultivation was just a little demon in hardened form.

It can be seen from this that the level of this era is just a bit higher than that of modern society.

No wonder Wu Ming chose this time.

I am also afraid that if it is too early, it will be killed by the strong.

"Don't hide! A little monster dares to dominate here! This sacrificial offering, I have taken a fancy to!"

Huang Pizi is a spirit that is easy to cultivate to become a fairy. He has practiced here for many years, and the villagers will send delicious food and spirit stones, and it will make the weather in this place smooth.

Good thing for mutual benefit.

Someone actually snatched food!

A puff of black smoke appeared on the stage, and a yellow leather child wearing a Taoist robe swore an oath of sovereignty.

"Fellow Daoist, don't go too far! Pindao is the younger brother of the great-grandson of Qingniu under the seat of Taishang Laojun."

Lin Ming was speechless. Is there a legal land occupation?
It doesn't matter if you climb up to Taishang Laojun?

Regardless of whether it is true or not, just saying that it is majestic does not seem to be fooling people.

However, Lin Ming didn't take this kind of trick, Wu Ming dared to kill people everywhere, which meant that the god who sanctioned her here would definitely not make a move, or simply didn't.

"You have two choices now, either die or get out!"

Huang Pizi bared his teeth, angered by Lin Ming's arrogant appearance.

Suddenly his eyes rolled.

"Fellow Daoist, do you think I look like a human, or an immortal?"

"Like shit (want to die)!"

A golden light pierced the night sky, and the surrounding torches looked like fireflies.

Huang Pizi was caught by the dragon's claw in an instant.

Terrified, she frantically begged for mercy: "Great Immortal, I was wrong, please spare the little demon!"

How can there be such a cheap thing at this time!

Gently pinch, directly burst pulp.

All the villagers were stained red with blood.

Make them more frightened.

Ying Zheng looked at Lin Ming and expressed dissatisfaction in his heart. That Titan is called NB, and he can experience the joy of being crushed with just one finger.

However, no spirit stone. . .

Seeing this, the village chief quickly knelt down in front of Lin Ming.

"Great Immortal, please calm down, we are foolish and bewitched by monsters. Please don't dislike this sacrifice, and bless this place with good weather."

Lin Ming looked at these villagers with contempt, the poor people must have something to hate.

Sacrificing one's life in exchange for good weather?

What a parasite!
Don't think about how to rely on your own wisdom to change everything, but rely on the gods!

Stupid!

Only in your own hands can you be a useful person!

Lin Ming decided to teach these people that anyone who is not himself is unreliable!

"Hmph! I am enjoying the sacrifices, but I still have to do it for you? The weather is good? Who are you to be my son! I want this son to do it, one sacrifice, one method! Girl, I am alive, and the other sacrifices are all the same!" Cook it for me!"

The village head was a little embarrassed, in the past it was once a year.

Now it's shrinking!

"This... this village is too small, the Lingshi can only be exchanged for a piece in the big city, can you..."

"No! Come on, tell me what you want, I won't stop for you!"

The village chief was very unwilling, because a rain would not solve all the problems at all.

He raised his head, showing expectant eyes.

"Daxian, can the river be diverted? To the east, there is a river surrounded by strange rocks, which cannot be cultivated. Although the fertile fields outside the village are flat, they lack water."

When Lin Ming heard it, it was a trivial matter.

However, the village head is still a little clever.

"As you say!"

Not long after the ground shook, a golden dragon drew a deep ravine on the ground. Wherever it went, the ground was overturned, circled around the village, and continued to dig forward.

The following river water made the villagers cheer even more.

After all, ironware at this time can only be owned by the army. Ordinary people use copperware, and they can't dig out dense stones at all.

Lin Ming snapped his fingers.

"Old man, arrange a room for us. That woman will be my master's maid in the future, serving me and cooking all the tributes. My son's Ai Ji is hungry!"

The village head grinned from ear to ear. Although the weather is not going well, it will save a lot of trouble when the river comes.

He bowed his knees, nodded and bowed his head, and invited a few people to his house as guests. After all, the village chief lived in the best house.

Ying Zheng's expression was displeased, and his eyes were even sharper, wishing to replace him.