Long Yuntian eventually died at the hands of his only apprentice Tian Boguang. The cause of his death was because he was too rude. [Ran^Wen^Book Library][www].[774][buy].[com]. Visit:.

Such an extremely bizarre divine unfolding has completely exceeded the common sense of everyone present.

After Tian Boguang released Zhang Dadou and his little maid, he carried the axe and returned to the cellar with a deep look. When he came out again, he was covered in blood, as if he had just gotten off work from the slaughterhouse, but his aura looked much better.

"Oh, I think you don't have to tell us what's going on inside." Zhang Longdangtou considered that there was still a minor 'girl' under the age of sixteen, so he decided not to inquire about the specific process.

Tian Boguang nodded and rubbed his bloody palm against his equally bloody clothes, and it seemed that his face was heavier.

"Don't get me wrong. I actually like my master very much, so every time I see him feeling sad and helpless, I feel very heartbroken. Such an ending is also a kind of relief for him." Tian Boguang felt it was necessary to explain what he had done just now.

"Yes, I know that feeling. Sometimes you love someone so much that you want to kill him!" "Meat" and "Meat" nodded in agreement.

"Uh, what I want to kill is just a completely different concept!" The otaku couldn't help but correct it.

"Maybe one day, I will miss the bad story he has been telling." Tian Boguang seemed a little sad about this sudden separation and death.

"Well, can you ask a question?"

"Please." Tian Boguang was still polite when he put down the axe.

"I have always felt very confused before. Your master said that you and him have wanted to kill many foreigners like this. So have the people in the village not noticed anything? Those foreigners have never come out again when they enter your house. Over time, the villagers nearby should also become suspicious."

"Oh, you said this, we have long thought of this situation, so do you know there are three major legends in our village?" The little boy Tian Boguang talked.

"Ha?!What are the three legends?"

"The first legend is that there is a ghost immortal living in the 'chaotic' funeral at the east end of the village. He will come out to absorb the 'yin' energy in the middle of the night. The second legend tells the scarecrow in the wheat field. It is said that that kind of thing will come alive at some time every day, and some people will see them gathered together to play mahjong..."

"Damn it! This is all a mess!"

"As for the third legend," Tian Boguang paused and said with a serious expression, "It's called the teleportation door of the village chief's family. According to legend, there is a teleportation door in the cellar of the village chief's family. There are always some foreigners who come here to use it to rush, which can greatly shorten their itinerary."

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"Someone will believe this kind of thing!!!" Although I repeatedly told myself to be calm, after hearing this explanation, someone still couldn't resist the complaining mode of ten times the firepower, "Damn it! You really treat yourself as an NPC!!! You dare to "crazy" jokes like teleportation 'door'!!!"

"Anyway, that's it. Anyway, there are three legends to explain that our work has been going well in the past few months. When I was busy, I had to cut off several people a day, and my hands were sore. This kind of thing was very hard, and I had to listen to the bad stories of the village chief. It was simply a torture for my young heart." Tian Boguang was still a little unhappy when he mentioned the tragic story of Long Yuntian and him. "Damn, my master is really nagging. Since he chose to be a bad person, why do he want to hear other people's sympathy and comfort, even killing someone is so insulting. No wonder he was made like this today, right?"

"Uh, then do you have any plans after killing your master?"

"Of course there is. My master has been nagging me about how beautiful the outside world is and how powerful he was when he was young. After we took revenge, we went out to explore the world together. Unfortunately, now he is dead, so I naturally don't have to avenge him any revenge. Since that's the case, it's time for me to leave here and start a new life."

"Ha?! You wouldn't want to be a thief like your master, right?" Zhang Longbiaotou couldn't help but feel a ridiculous feeling of experiencing history personally.

"Huh? What is the thief of 'flower'?" Tian Boguang stared at his curious big eyes, "It sounds very interesting."

The otaku almost forgot that this guy is just a ten-year-old boy now, probably not having any knowledge of physical health, and his master probably hasn't had time to teach him his unique skills.

"Forget it, I don't know that kind of thing is better. No matter what aspect, I don't want you to follow your master's old path, or maybe one day I have to kill you myself." Although Zhang Longbiaotou doesn't like meddling in other people's business, he doesn't want to watch Tian Boguang take a evil path, and even fight in the future.

"No one can decide my life." Tian Boguang said lightly, his tone was calm but unquestionable, "My master cannot do it, nor can you. Even if I die at your hands one day, I will not regret my choice today."

His spirit was soaring at that moment that he didn't look like a little boy who was only ten years old. The otaku even had a premonition that this little boy would become as famous as in the book one day, but he didn't know whether the two sides were enemies or friends at that time.

The martial arts world in the future will definitely become more and more exciting.

Farewell to Tian Boguang, a strange little boy who was about to travel far to the world, Zhang Dadou and his little maid continued on their journey to find Cordyceps sinensis.

Long Yuntian had told him the location of the village of the Hunter Boy before, so things became much easier. Although the Cellar Shock seemed extremely dangerous, when I looked back, I didn’t seem to have any loss. I didn’t even lose a sweat hair, and I got the coordinates of the destination directly. I don’t know if someone’s great lucky star talent played a role, so I turned the risk into a barrage and became a blessing in disguise.

This also proves to a certain extent that it is true that no matter how high martial arts are, it is better to rely on your face!

Well, the above is nonsense. Practicing your skills is the king. It is impossible for people to settle everything with good luck every time. Zhang Dadangtou is still "super" in this regard. I wonder if this is related to his ugly appearance.

The Jiliguala Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, with lush vegetation on the mountain, and you can often see the footprints of wild animals. It is said that there are still many beasts in the depths, but fortunately, the Hound Village is not deep in the mountains.

Half an hour later, the otaku and the little maid arrived outside the big "gate" of the Hound Village.

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Chapter completed!