The most powerful face-slapping system for local tyrants

Chapter 144 The Ancient Continent
In ancient times, the whole world focused on cultivating vitality, and it was located in the northernmost mountain forest of the Yuanqi Continent.

A man in 21st century clothes sleeps underground, no matter how the wind blows, he is indifferent.

"Grandma, look, there is a strangely dressed person sleeping on a rock?"

The child in common clothes pointed to the unconscious man sleeping on the rock.

Hearing the child's words, the old man took the child's hand and walked over, stretched out his finger and put it on the man's nose for a little while, and found that the man was still breathing, and picked up the man who was underground from the stone.

"Hey, grandma, what is this?" The child is playful by nature and loves to look around. When he sees a strange stone falling from the man's body, he picks it up curiously.

Hearing the child's words, the old man said: "This is my brother's stuff, don't mess around and lose my brother's stuff, okay?"

"Grandma, Yan'er knows, I won't lose my brother's things." The child was very obedient, put the purple stone in his pocket, and followed grandma back home.

"Grandma, there are so many people surrounding the village next door!"

"Don't make noise, just hide."

The old man carried the comatose man on his back and hid in a nearby stone. Although the child was still young, he was very obedient. The child would do whatever the old man told him to do.

A big tree that is at least more than 300 years old, the size of the tree alone cannot be hugged by ten people.

"All line up for me. If that one doesn't line up, it's the same as this person."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the head of a crying child was separated from the child's head and body.

Although the child died, no one dared to speak out, not even the child's biological parents dared to cry at this moment, because the group of people in front of them were simply a group of people who were not even as good as tigers and wolves.

"Listen to me, I received a message from above saying that there are treasures falling from the sky in your village."

"Whoever picks up the treasure, hand it over quickly. If you don't want to hand over the treasure, all of you are ready to be quartered."

Although the old man with the man on his back in the distance is far away from the big tree in the distance.

But the voice of the man under the big tree was so loud that it was difficult for the old man to hear him.

Hearing the words in the distance, the old man glanced at the man behind him.

At first, the old man also thought that there was a treasure falling from the sky.

Who knows, when I came here, I realized that what fell from the sky was not some mysterious treasure, but a person, a strangely dressed young man.

"Grandma, am I so scared?"

Although the child is small, his eyesight is very good. Although the distance is a bit far, he can still see the head that was chopped off in the distance.

"Don't open your mouth, or you will be next."

"No one is willing to hand over the treasure yet, right?"

Seeing that no one spoke at the scene, the man standing at the front drew out his saber and stabbed at the man standing at the front.

A mouthful of blood spewed out from the man's mouth, and the man fell to the ground with a bang, and the man died no matter what.

This group of people are just human beings. They are a group of lunatics who kill without blinking an eye. When they kill, they don't care whether you are human or not?

"Since no one is willing to hand over the treasure, then all of them are going to die?"

At this moment, the man became really angry. The city lord had told him that if he couldn't find the treasure, he should not come back, and be prepared to be quartered when he came back.

I would rather these people die than die myself.

Seeing that no one spoke at the scene, the man could no longer bear the anger in his heart, and those who stood beside him were immediately executed.

I don't know if the man lying on the old man is because of the smell of blood?
Waking up from the dream, in the dream, the man dreamed that he was a Pixiu, possessing the ability that no one else possessed, the ability to devour.

Everything in the world can be devoured.

This is the new ability in the dream, except for this one, the man doesn't remember anything!

The only thing he still remembers is the devouring ability he dreamed about in his dream, and how to use it.

"Hey, where is this?"

The man who woke up looked around slowly, and found that the surroundings were very strange. In the impression in his mind, he had never been here before.

The old man carrying the man felt the movement of the man on his back, and slowly lowered the man on his back.

"who are you?"

The man who was put down looked at the old man in front of him with a puzzled face.

Hearing what the man said, the old man asked the same question.

"who are you?"

The man's mind was blank, he had no memory, how could he remember who he was.

Hearing what the other person said, he touched his head and said, "I don't know who I am either?"

"What, you don't even know who you are?"

Hearing the man's words, the old man asked suspiciously.

"I really don't know who I am?"

"Then what's your name?" The child next to him heard the man saying that he didn't know who he was, and asked the man's name, and the man heard the child's words.

Touching his head, with an expression of who am I, he asked the child, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know who I am either?" the man said seriously.

Seeing that the man didn't even know who he was at the moment, the old man touched his head and looked into the village.

Under the big tree, more than a dozen people died, and the remaining people were not killed. If everyone in this village is killed.

After that, who will I ask for the protection fee?
The reason why the old man didn't come out was not because there was a comatose man on his back, the real reason was.

Going out, even if you hand over the man behind you, the final result will still be the same.

In this world of cultivation, the one with strength is the king, who can control the life and death of others.

"Since you don't know your name, let's call you Xiaoyu from now on?"

The rain falls from the sky, and men are like rain, falling from the sky, so it is named Xiaoyu.

Xiao Yu nodded when he heard the old man's words, and he didn't say he didn't like it, nor did he say he liked it. The memory in his mind was blank, and the only memory he had was the Devouring Technique that he dreamed about in his dream.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

The child grinned and ran towards grandpa. The old man called grandpa, seeing his granddaughter coming back, picked up the child with a smile on his face, walked around in a circle, and asked happily.

"My little baby, did you pick up a spirit stone today? How happy are you?"

In this primitive cultivation world, there is no such thing as money. The so-called money is the spiritual stone used in cultivation.

Spiritual stones can provide food and drink for villagers, and one spiritual stone can be exchanged for many cows and pigs.

Practitioners outside the small village will use the wild boars and cattle they hunted on the mountain to exchange spirit stones in the village, and as many spirit stones as they want, they will give you a cow.

The people outside these villages are all practitioners.

In the ancient world, all cultivators advanced by absorbing the vitality of the heavens and the earth, and most of the auras of the heavens and the earth were stored in the spirit stones.

(End of this chapter)