Elf Warlock

The thin man had been observing for most of the day. He just wanted to cause trouble for Yang Qiu.

He had been holding back his anger this morning, filling his heart with hatred for Yang Qiu.

But he knew that he had no background and no strength.

If you want revenge, you can only rely on Brother Dong.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he said, "I just heard that he brought private goods, a cart full of dead herbs, and actually sold a spiritual stone!"

Brother Dong’s eyes suddenly lit up.

"Isn't it possible? He is a newcomer, hasn't he been robbed?"

"Yes, a spiritual stone, it's incredible."

"Hmph! Don't forget, he is a newcomer. He might have a spiritual stone brought from home." The thin man sneered, his tone full of disdain and jealousy.

At this time, Brother Dong became jealous and said angrily: "When I first came in, I was robbed of goods and spiritual stones. How come he didn't do anything!"

He continued angrily: "I will deal with that boy tomorrow. As a newcomer, you should show respect to our older generation."

"Yes, yes, he doesn't know the rules, so we have to teach them kindly!" The thin man saw the opportunity.

"Yes, Brother Dong, we listen to you!" A group of people began to flatter him again.

"Brother Dong, it's cooked. Come and taste it first." The thin man was the most cunning, borrowing flowers to offer to the Buddha.

The smell of meat is so tangy that a group of people have been impatient for a long time.

Brother Dong took a bone, and the scattered minced meat on it was a delicacy in their eyes.

But just when he wanted to take a bite, Yang Qiu came, and he strode like lightning.

"It's that boy!" Everyone was surprised. After discussing for a long time, the rightful owner arrived.

This surprised them, and at the same time, their momentum lost a lot.

The thin man stood up in a flash, his face so gloomy that water dripped from his face.

He said sadly: "Boy, are you afraid now? What a pity. Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, it's too late!"

But before he finished speaking, Yang Qiu kicked the gravel on the ground with an expressionless expression.

"what!"

A lot of gravel splashed up, and sand and dust got into the thin man's eyes. Before he could close his eyes, Yang Qiu kicked him in the chest.

"broth!"

"No! My broth!"

The thin man stumbled back and knocked down the hanging iron pot. Suddenly, the iron pot filled with broth crashed directly to the ground.

Those people even picked it up with their hands and screamed when they were burned.

"Asshole!" For a moment, the crowd became excited, and they all stood up in anger and rushed towards Yang Qiu.

But the next moment, they were stunned.

Yang Qiu took out three spiritual stones from his arms and shook them there.

"hiss"

Everyone took a deep breath.

You know, this piece of spiritual stone is a month's living expenses for ordinary people!

Looking at the spirit stone dangling in Yang Qiu's hand, his eyes were full of greed.

Even the thin man who fell to the ground and rolled around stopped his screams and stared at the spirit stone in Yang Qiu's hand.

The wages of avarice is death!

"boom!"

Before they could react, Yang Qiu threw all the spirit stones at the thin man.

"Ouch!" The thin man couldn't dodge, and his eye sockets were bleeding.

For a moment, everyone's thoughts surged like a raging tide.

With greed in his eyes, he rushed towards the thin man.

Those on the periphery looked directly at Yang Qiu, as if saying, "Come hit me!"

"Damn it, this is mine, don't steal it!"

Stacking Arhats, stacking Arhats.

The thin man climbed out, and the servants outside saw the spirit stone in their hands and rushed forward.

Everyone's attention was on the spirit stone, and Yang Qiu and everything else were forgotten.

"Don't grab it!"

"Who dares to take the opportunity to kick me?" Brother Dong crawled out in disgrace.

But at this moment, a huge force came from behind.

He took a deep breath and reluctantly turned around, only to see that it was Yang Qiu who made the move.

For a moment, Brother Dong was filled with surprises and roared: "Boy, do you dare to kick me? Give the spirit stone"

"boom!"

Yang Qiu punched him directly.

Suddenly Dong Ge's nose was broken and blood was pouring out of his nostrils.

Strong dizziness hit, Dong Ge's eyes were filled with stars, and he sat down on the ground.

After all, Yang Qiu is also a member of the Situ family. He is born with supernatural powers, which is for ordinary people.

Brother Dong's screams made the others stunned for a moment, and then they woke up like a dream, raised their fists and rushed towards Yang Qiu.

"How dare you do it!"

"Fuck him!"

Yang Qiu's face was expressionless, and he punched out. The nearest slave flew to the side with a whoosh, and all the teeth in his mouth were broken.

Immediately afterwards, there was another leg-cutting kick.

"Ah!" The man covered his crotch and knelt directly on the ground, his face expressionless, but cold sweat kept breaking out.

These people are just mortals. Not to mention the divine power of Yang Qiu, even a thousand years of experience and methods are enough for them.

In the end, only the thin man was crushed to death and escaped the first step, but he was still shaking with fear.

He fell to his knees and begged loudly for mercy: "Brother, brother, don't hit me. It's all my fault. Don't care about me."

His head hit the ground, making a series of muffled sounds.

When he raised his head tremblingly, Yang Qiu didn't know where he was going.

The house slaves fell on the ground outside the tent, some were unconscious, and some were moaning.

Who would have thought that it was caused by a newcomer?

The commotion here immediately attracted the attention of many people.

This is exactly one of Yang Qiu's plans and what he wants to see.

Yang Qiu avoided the crowd and kept walking in. After guessing that the distance was right, he hid in a dark place where there was no one.

Although he later took out a few spiritual stones and threw them at himself!

Moreover, he took out the knife he had prepared and cut his clothes, leaving bloody cuts.

At this time, he rushed to the tent inside the caravan in a panic.

"help!"

Inside the tent, oil lamps were lit.

Situ Yuanxiang was holding a book and reading, frowning slightly, and said: "Xiaowen, did you hear it? Someone seems to be crying for help."

The maid Xiaowen's head was moving bit by bit, as if she was fishing. The lady was not asleep, so how could the maid sleep first?

At this time, she was also awakened. When she listened attentively, she shouted: "Miss, someone is really calling for help!"

"Why is it you again? It's so late at night, where are you going out?" Guard Situ Gaoyang had already walked out from the side and spotted Yang Qiu first.

Yang Qiu collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"Go, go, go!" Gao Yang shouted. He had a bad impression of Yang Qiu, but because he was a branch of the Situ family, he couldn't do anything.

"Uncle Gao Yang" At this time, Situ Yuanxiang and Xiaowen also walked out.

"Why is it you again?" Xiaowen also disliked Yang Qiu.

"Second Miss, please save me. It's all because of you that I am like this."

Yang Qiu knew that with Situ Yuanxiang's character, he could not bear to see others miserable and lonely.

He was covered in blood and wounds.

Just to win her sympathy.

Coupled with his words, if Situ Yuanxiang didn't ask, he would not be able to sleep well tonight.