Suddenly, Chen Qian flashed out from the rock and fireball technique to the man.

The man knew that he was very accurate. Seeing that the fireball route was just passing by him, he did not dodge and walked straight forward quickly. Unexpectedly, when the fireball technique reached the outside of the man's left arm, he somehow turned a deviant and hit his left arm.

The man shouted and took two steps back. When he looked at his left arm, he found that it was already charred.

Chen Qian jumped on the rock again and grimaced at him and said, "Burning pig's trotters."

The man was extremely angry and didn't even think about why the fireball technique turned and why the fireball technique of a third-level monk could hurt him so much. He shouted angrily and rushed over.

Suddenly, the man stopped, and then looked at his chest with a strange expression, where a sword tip was coming out of his body.

He grabbed the tip of the sword with both hands, and made a "hoho" sound from his mouth.

The sword tip suddenly pulled back, and the man's fingers fell seven or eight. After the sword pulled out of the man's body, it wrapped around his neck. A blood line appeared on the man's neck, and then his head rolled down.

Until his head fell to the ground, the man looked like he was wide open and he couldn't believe it.

The yellow bone sword lost the divine consciousness and magic support of the man with a deep nose and cheeks, and fell to the ground with a "clang".

Old Taoist Ping took the white sword away and sat on the ground with a "thump" sound, constantly breathing. His magic power had almost been exhausted. If he had passed for a while, he would probably die under the Yellow Bone Sword.

After putting away the Red Star Sword, Chen Qian was staring at the body of the man with deep nose and cheeks. After hearing the sound, he looked at him and saw that Old Taoist Ping could no longer hold on, so he hurried over, applied medicine to bandage him and wanted to help him up.

Old Taoist Ping waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, but I've used my mana too much. Just let me rest for a while."

After a while, he said again: "Go and bring that man's storage bag and search for something on him."

Chen Qian ran to the corpse again. After searching for a while, he didn't find anything on the man. He took off the storage bag on his waist and walked back to Old Taoist Ping.

Old Master Ping didn't go to see what was in the storage bag, so he asked him to put away the storage bag and the yellow bone sword that fell to the ground.

Chen Qian was about to put this man's storage bag into his storage bag, but the old Taoist stopped him: "Don't put the storage bag in the storage bag anymore, otherwise the things in the two storage bags will be destroyed; and, living things should not be put in them, remember."

"I know Master." Chen Qian replied, then put the man's storage bag in his arms.

Old Master Ping only rested for a short while before standing up and said, "It's not safe here. The old man from the ninth level of Qi Refining may come here at any time. Let's leave here first."

Chen Qian naturally had no objection. In order to avoid leaving footprints and being tracked, the two did not walk on the ground, but jumped between the treetops. They passed four or five miles before jumping off the ground, then identified the direction and walked away.

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More than an hour later, the goatee returned to the carriage, carrying a storage bag in his hand, with the word "Lang" embroidered on it. It was obviously the property of the Pingfu Shanlang family. Now the storage bag has fallen into the hands of the goatee, and this person must be in danger.

Seeing that the goatee had not come back, the old goatee sat down and waited for another half an hour, but still no one came back. He felt something seemed wrong, so he got up and followed the direction of the old Taoist Ping running away.

Not long after, he arrived at the battle scene and saw the body of the man with deep nose and cheeks and the head that fell on the side.

The old goatee's face was in a state of uncertainty. After a while, he sighed, put away the man's body and left.

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Early the next morning, Chen Qian and the old master Chen Ping arrived at a village.

Old Taoist Ping was actually not very injured, and the sword marks were deep enough to see the bones. He said it was okay just to prevent Chen Qian from worrying. He forced himself to rush the night road for several hours, but he could no longer hold on at the entrance of the village and fainted on the ground. Chen Qian took him on his back and entered the village.

Chen Qian was eager to find a quiet place for the old Taoist to recover from his injuries, so he directly opened the gate of a farmer.

The farmer was awakened by a dream. He wanted to curse when he opened the door, but before he could speak, he saw a ingot of gold handed in front of him: "Clean up a clean room for us to live in, and this ingot of gold is our food and accommodation money."

The farmer was stunned for a moment, thinking that in his dream, he took the gold ingot after a while, bit it with his teeth, and immediately changed into a smiley face and let the two of them into the yard.

"Please ask for it here. I'll go clean the house now. The two Dao Masters will rest in my room first, and it'll be fine soon."

"I think this room is good, so we live here. If you clean up that room, you can live in it yourself, right?" Chen Qian glanced at the room and felt it was quite clean, so he said.

"No problem, no problem. Those two Taoist masters have a good rest, I'll go out first." The farmer nodded and said.

"Don't tell us what we live here, otherwise..." Chen Qian threw out a fireball and burned a tree in the yard to coke.

"No...I dare not say...I dare not say..." The farmer was so scared that he couldn't even explain clearly.

"Okay, you go out. As long as you serve us well, I will give you another ingot of gold when you leave." Chen Qian waved his hand and added, "Get some clean cloth and then make a basin of hot water."

"Yes, yes." The farmer hurriedly agreed.

"Also, after dawn, go buy some pork liver and red dates and other things to cook, and then if there is a doctor in the village, go buy some pairs of muscle-raising and bleeding-resisting medicines." Chen Qian took out a few taels of silver for him, "Don't use that ingot of gold first, don't cause trouble."

This family is clean, and this is the only bachelor farmer. This is why Chen Qian chose this family. Before he took a photo, he deliberately used his spiritual sense to scan several nearby farmers before choosing this family.

Now that Old Taoist Ping is covered in blood, he doesn't want to cause any trouble. Although he is not afraid of mortals, the trouble can be as little as possible. If someone comes from the government, can he still kill them? Besides, Old Taoist Ping also needs a quiet environment for cultivation.

After the farmer brought the hot water and cloth, Chen Qian took off the old Taoist shoes and socks, and cut the blood-stained Taoist robe with the Red Star Sword. After cleaning the wound, he bandaged it again with Jinchuang medicine and cloth, and then sat by the bed and looked at him.
Chapter completed!