Han Zhujing walked over, and Yu Qingyu crouched helplessly in place.
Han Zhujing touched his ears, but he didn't hide, there was no need for that.
"Cone, are you Huang Daxian?"
Yu Qingyu thought for a while without nodding or shaking his head, he just looked at Han Zhujing quietly, with stubborn and questioning eyes.
He killed so many of my family members, do you want to intercede for him
Han Zhujing seemed to understand his eyes, and silently touched his ears without speaking. He didn't know how to choose between his father who was going to kill him just now, and his playmate and confidant who he grew up with.
But because he didn't speak, it doesn't mean that those people didn't speak. The white-haired grandmother was the first to speak, "Great Immortal, please forgive me! Immortal, my son and daughter-in-law are dead, and my little grandson is also dead. Please let our family go. I only have one son left!"
"Daxian, if you want revenge, you should find Han Sanwazi. He set the fire, and we are all innocent!"
"Huang Daxian, we believe in you, you can't kill your followers!
When Han Si heard others say this, he was naturally not willing to be blamed on him, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't set the fire, Daxian, don't you want my little bastard? You can kill or shave if you want, please Don't kill me!"
As soon as Mother Han heard what Han Si said, she rushed over to bite and kick him, "Damn it, are you still a human being? Animals are stronger than you, that's your son!"
The scene was once again in chaos, and Yu Qingyu wanted to laugh a little. He looked at Han Zhujing's bleeding ear, silently took out the wound medicine and gauze and put them on the stone, and stared at him.
Han Zhujing's eyes were sore, his father could have dealt with him ruthlessly, but Yuan Jiao was thinking about his injury, afraid that he would hurt him.
What kind of father is this, why does he have such a father
At this moment, Han Zhujing's heart felt even more desolate. Now he really hoped that he was a monk who cut off the world of mortals, so he didn't have to be in such a difficult situation.
Yu Qingyu turned around and was about to leave. He didn't know whether to continue with the rest of the matter. He didn't want to hurt Qilin, but looking at the system around him, he didn't know what to do.
Completing the mission will hurt him, and the system will definitely not let him go if he fails to complete the mission, ah! Life is hard.
"Cone, don't go!"
The corners of Yu Qingyu's mouth twitched when he heard Han Zhujing's angry name. What kind of aesthetics did this poor kid have this time? His point resembled a cone, so he was so angry.
Yu Qingyu turned her head and bared her teeth at him, that's enough for you, what else do you want to do
When the villagers saw that Yu Qingyu was going to leave, they naturally refused to let them. Several people formed a human wall to try to trap Yu Qingyu, hoping that he would nod and spare them.
Yu Qingyu stood up, glanced at them, bared his teeth, and made a warning sound.
Step aside! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude.
"Do you think the Great Immortal is also afraid of us?" A small voice came from behind.
Everyone was startled suddenly, and the way they looked at Yu Qingyu also changed. Yu Qingyu's behavior at this time was interpreted as fear in their eyes, and their eyes gradually revealed a fierce light.
Where there is oppression, there is resistance, not to mention Yu Qingyu is going to kill them.
Yu Qingyu could tell what these people were thinking just by looking at their eyes, it was not surprising at all, did he dare to appear in front of so many people if he had no skills at all
A bunch of stupid no-brainers.
If they had something to do, they went to Huang Daxian and asked Huang Daxian to bless them, but when Huang Daxian endangered their lives, they all turned their faces and refused to recognize anyone.
(end of this chapter)