Ye Ming looked at the three traffickers who surrounded him, with a hint of disgust in his eyes. These people have no cultivation at all, and they are not worth devouring me. Swallowing was discovered by him when he was fighting fierce beasts in the secret realm of the South China Sea. He can use the power of swallowing others for his own use, but there are restrictions. The power in any monk's body is divided into five attributes: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. As for those spiritual roots, they have the most content among the five attributes, so there are also multiple spiritual roots, but for cultivation , a single spiritual root is the fastest, and the more spiritual roots, the slower. However, he has an ice-type spiritual root and can only absorb water-type power. The five attributes in ordinary people are very balanced, which is also different from monks, and the amount is very small, which is equivalent to none.
When the three traffickers saw that Ye Ming was alone and good-looking, he would definitely sell for a lot of money, and they became malicious for a while.
The leader of the traffickers was a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears, wearing an expensive brocade suit with gold lace on the cuffs, proclaiming his wealth. This dress should make people feel expensive, but wearing it In him, on the contrary, people feel deeply vulgar and rich, and they are disgusting. The other two young people were dressed much worse than the leader, only coarse linen clothes, obscene smiles on their faces, and greed in their eyes.
These three people are really annoying!
The two young people surrounded Ye Ming, blocked Ye Ming's way, rubbed their hands excitedly, and asked, "Little baby, where is your family? Are you lost? Don't be afraid, uncle will take you to find it." Your family." With such a good looks, you will definitely get a lot of money if you sell it. Recently, I have no money to go to Baihualou, so I really want to hug those beauties again...
Ye Ming lowered her head and kept silent, but she was thinking in her heart: They are human traffickers. I don’t know how many people they have abducted to sell. This kind of scum should be killed. Oh, this wilderness is the most suitable for killing people. …
Those two people thought that the little doll had acquiesced, and they were overjoyed. They secretly thought that the little doll was really deceitful. One of them stretched out his hand to take his hand, but unexpectedly, the moment he touched his hand, his eyes widened suddenly, and his head rolled down. on the ground.
The middle-aged man in the lead is separated from Ye Ming by a considerable distance. He was still immersed in the fantasy of how to spend the big money after he made a lot of money, but he found that the heads of the two subordinates were separated in the blink of an eye. There is no one else here except them, is that the little doll's hand? Yes, yes! The little baby was holding a long sword that was dripping blood at some point in his hand, he was not human! It's a devil! Demons... ah! He looked at me! He looked at me! Run away, yes, run away!
Ye Ming mockingly looked at the person who turned and ran away in horror, wanted to escape? You... can you escape? With a throw of the long sword in his hand, it accurately penetrated the heart of the fleeing man and nailed him to the ground. He walked over slowly, drew out the long sword, shook his hand, the blood on the sword was instantly frozen into ice, and fell to the ground with a splash, and the long sword returned to its original cleanliness.
"Hey, did you hear? Three people were killed in the suburbs."
"Those three people seem to be human traffickers, who specialize in abducting and selling children."
"Isn't it? Now that I'm dead, God really has eyes."
…
These words came to Ye Ming's ears verbatim, which made him a little complacent.
I did a good deed...
half year later,
"Immortal, how dare you bump into me?!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
"Didn't it be intentional? Then I didn't mean to hit you. Hit me and let her know that not everyone can hit you."
Ye Ming was shopping, and was attracted by the noise, and saw two people rolling up their sleeves and preparing to teach an old woman a lesson. The old woman looked at them in horror, although there was a circle of people around, no one came to help. As a three-good youth (?) in the 21st century, of course we cannot sit idly by.
With a flip of the hand, two small stones appeared out of thin air, aiming at their knees, flexing their fingers, and popping out. The whole movement was so smooth and so fast that almost no one noticed.
"what!"
"what!"
Two screams sounded, and the onlookers saw the two people who wanted to teach the old lady a "plop" and knelt on the ground. They were very puzzled by this scene and couldn't help whispering. And the middle-aged man who was dressed in fancy clothes and looked like the master of these two people also turned dark at this time, and roared: "What are you doing?!"
Ye Ming's eyes widened in surprise.
I only hit one of their legs, why did I kneel down
Looking in one direction, he saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with a face like a jade crown, long black shiny hair tied up casually behind his head, wearing a light blue robe, The whole body has a gentle momentum, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace. At this time, the man also looked over, smiled slightly, and a clear and sweet voice unique to teenagers sounded in his ears: "Friend Daoist, you see that we all have such a strong sense of justice, and people say, 'Birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together. Point', why don't we make friends?"
You are actually a monk like me, and you can also transmit sound? Sound transmission requires monks to have a precise grasp of spiritual power. Using spiritual power to attack the air makes it vibrate in different amplitudes, thus producing sound that is transmitted to the recipient's ears. It will make the air crackle, and what's more, it will be shocked by your own spiritual power. Those who can transmit sound must be no less than the Nascent Soul Stage.
Qin Huai didn't know why, when he looked at the pink and jade-carved child across the way, a wave of longing surged in his heart, as if he had known him for a long time, and he couldn't help but want to get close to him, get to know him, and only then did the previous sound transmission incident happen. But within a short while, I received a reply.
"it is good."
Inexplicable joy welled up in my heart, and I teleported excitedly to Ye Ming's side. Fortunately, everyone was paying attention to the old lady and the others, otherwise there would definitely be a burst of screams. After all, monks are an existence that ordinary people can't reach, and it will inevitably arouse their admiration.
Ye Ming looked at the person next to him speechlessly, he seemed to be a very indifferent person on the surface, why was he in such a hurry? Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the two people kneeling on the ground about to get up, and hurriedly covered them with invisible wire, making them unable to stand upright.
The two men found that they could not stand up, and a panic rose in their hearts.
"Master, we can't stand up!"
"waste!"