Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

After teasing Benben, Si Mo stopped smiling and got down to business.

"Look up and let me see!"

The bandit leader in front of him suddenly spoke, his eyes moving towards Si Mo.

Si Mo sneered: What a big tone.

The grass on the grave of the last person who spoke to him like this had been harvested several times.

He took a deep breath, raised his eyes with a hint of disdain, and met the fanatical gaze of the big, rough man in front of him.

The bandit leader's eyes lit up instantly. She was indeed a beauty from the Western Regions. She was more charming than the men from the Northern Di. Just looking at her was enough to make people's blood boil.

I couldn't help but sigh that this dangerous trip to rob the government goods was worth it.

Outside the house the sound of the wind was accompanied by shouting, and gusts of yellow earth blew into the main room, forming a whirlpool on the ground.

The bandit leader waved his hand at Si Mo and shouted, "Come here!"

Then he patted his leg, suggesting something meaningful.

If the beauty is sensible, the room next door will be their wedding room in the future. If she is disobedient, he doesn't mind using some tricks to make her obedient.

The room was not small, but the door was closed so one could not see what was inside. Four ochre-colored lanterns were hung on the wooden beams outside the door, with large, crooked characters written on them: Ya, Zhai, Fu, Ren.

Si Mo raised the corner of his mouth into a nice arc. It just so happened that he was in a good mood, so it was a good time to bully some scum for fun.

The young man took two steps forward, and the bells on his body rang crisply. The bandit leader looked at the beauty in front of him with obsession, and every step Si Mo took seemed to step on his heart.

"My little beauty, be my husband...Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the bandit leader's wrist, which he had impatiently stretched out to greet her, was grasped by Si Mo. He thought that it was the beauty who took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, but before he could enjoy it, he felt as if all the bones in his arm seemed to be broken.

He howled in agony and instantly broke out in a cold sweat. When he came to his senses, he met Si Mo's amber eyes. He was like a hunting beast king, calmly watching the struggling prey under his claws, leisurely examining the prey's movements caused by him, with an attitude of contempt and enjoyment.

The bandit leader then realized that he seemed to have underestimated this skinny boy. Even he himself might not have the strength to crush someone else's bones!

His eyes instantly turned sinister, and he raised his other free hand and swung it towards Si Mo, gasping in pain and shouting, "Someone, come quickly!"

The next second, Si Mo stepped back and easily avoided the punch, the whistling wind in his ears had not stopped yet, the bandit leader's shoulders were held down, both arms instantly lost strength, and he clearly felt the joints moved downward. His hands were crossed in front of him, and he didn't know what the boy in front of him did. His perspective suddenly turned, and he felt a dull pain in his skull. There was a fishy-sweet smell in the air, and a sticky liquid flowed behind his ears.

The people outside heard the noise, realized something was wrong, and threw down their cups and bowls and rushed in noisily.

A Zhuang, who had just escorted Si Mo in, rushed in first and saw the scene in the house. He was a little bit unbelievable. But he didn't have time to think, his eyes became fierce, and he quickly attacked Si Mo with his feet.

The person in front of him instantly moved behind him and turned into an invisible shadow. His hands were restrained by an invisible force and his feet were tripped. A Zhuang was caught off guard and fell forward heavily. He was about to fall on his face. He closed his eyes tightly and naturally did not see the long sword that was originally standing on the wall three meters away flying towards him at some point.

The blade was facing upwards, just right at his falling neck. With a dull sound, a bright red hot stream sprayed on the ground. A Zhuang's head fell to the ground and rolled to the feet of the bandit leader.

The rough man's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes turned towards Si Mo with endless astonishment and fear.

Who is this person? !

The fierce bandits behind them rushed over and saw that the leader and the second in command of the village were in such a miserable state. They looked at the calm young man beside them, and were in a trance for a moment. They gripped the forged knives in their hands tighter and tighter, but no one dared to step forward.

Si Mo was like a Rakshasa crawling out of hell, his eyes were deep, enchanting, yet icy cold, making people shudder.

He waved his hand at the crowd of hundreds of people in front of him and slowly approached.

……

The north wind blew open the wooden door, and the yellow earth was filled with a strong smell of blood. The remaining bandits, less than thirty in number, retreated one after another after witnessing the strength of the young man before them. However, their fate seemed to be determined, and it was obvious that Si Mo had no intention of letting them go.

He had stayed in Jiuqing Mountain for a long time, so he just came out to stretch his muscles and bones, and he felt much better.

At the same time, there was a sound of orderly footsteps coming from the foot of the mountain, and a team was rushing towards the mountain village.

Si Moling was the first to hear the noise from one side of his ear. He moved his fingertips and channeled his divine power. A bolt of lightning suddenly descended with a violent deafening sound and accurately struck the main room full of corpses. The wooden house collapsed instantly, and the ground was smashed into a charred mass as if a meteorite had fallen amidst the flying dust.

At the foot of the mountain, Xiao Su heard the noise, his sharp and handsome brows furrowed, and he looked up at the clear, cloudless sky.