On the wilderness, several people from the world who had a vicious face and could have a look of the word "Bandit" were surrounding a young man.

The world is chaotic, and those who practice martial arts do nothing more than two things. It is ordinary to kill the strong and help the weak, or to use martial arts to perform evil, and kill people with robbery and rob the way. There is not so much nonsense. This group of people seems to have been working for a long time and have killed the unsponsored businessman, and they will go freely.

A man who seemed to be in charge slowly approached the boy with a ring knife, "Don't have many tongues in front of the King of Hell Palace, don't wander around the wasteland in the next life."

The young man was pretty and thin, with good facial features, but his eyebrows were always frowning together, and he looked a little sad. His long gown was clean and his black hair was hanging behind his head. At first glance, he felt alone and crisis was coming. But the young man seemed to have no idea that his death was approaching, and just asked softly, "Why don't you get money by working?"

The bandit leader smiled grimly, and he held the knife and slashed it. What's there to say to the dead? Looking at the knife that was slashed quickly, the sadness on the young man's face became heavier. He closed his eyes, as if he was closing his eyes and begging for death...

A gust of wind blew, and the bandit leader's knife stopped above the boy's head, and a finger was pointed at the tip of the knife. The boy opened his eyes and saw a wave of shadows in front of him. Several people who were robbed, together with the leader, were already unconscious and fell to the ground. Each of them was strangely distorted.

A little surprised, the boy looked at the only person standing in front of him. His light green clothes and snow-white hair, the man looked around and turned his head to look at him...

Liu Qingyi looked at the unlucky guy who was robbed. He could see clearly in the air that a group of bandits were just robbing money. Seeing that the people surrounded were still very young, they thought they were only sixteen or seventeen years old. Liu Qingyi turned away from the body of a demon to avoid scaring the child. But now, it seems that this is a waste of time, because the rescued person had no fear on his face, as if the line of life and death just now, it was just a cloud...

"Thank you." The young man whispered and bowed to thank him.

There are many weirdos in suffering, Liu Qingyi frowned. The young man's aura is very weak, but he is not afraid of life and death at all. He has seen too many strange people. It is rare to be so young and calm.

Liu Qingyi pointed behind him and said, "If you keep walking, you will have a village. The world is not good. If you don't have martial arts, don't go to such a wilderness to play. If you meet a bad person, you will just pay more money. Your life is heavier than money!"

With an urgent matter, Mr. Liu was not interested in studying the teenager's problems in distress. He pointed out a way, and it was time for him to set off...

"Thank you for your help, I will take care of myself." The young man was wearing a simple white cloth dress, and the smile on his face was bitter. This strange look had a bit of chicness. "It's not just about loving money and winning fate, but just being short of money."

Liu Qingyi nodded. The young man looked like he was not a rich man. This group of evil men were really hungry and took out the silver and handed it over to the young man without saying a word. "This area seems to be quite chaotic. Find a village and find someone to protect you and go home. Don't find those martial artists in the martial arts world, find a hunter, or a business trip, just give some money to follow."

The villagers are so simple that business travelers will not kill anyone for a little money. It is better to believe these people than to believe in the world.

There was not much silver, but he was just a little bit of heart. He saved someone himself, and he had just saved it to the end. The silver was only one meal. One meal was a life, and Liu Qingyi could still tell the difference between the weight of the rice. After saving his life, he left the money. Liu Qingyi turned around and wanted to leave, but heard the boy behind him whisper, "I should let the prince know the name of his benefactor."

"It's just a coincidence. It's so great that you say kindness is heavy. Let's go away quickly." Liu Qingyi said, flashing away, eager to find someone, and there is no time to play a role of being kind. Although the small fortune is small, it is always a property, and there will always be a little pain...

Hey, if this kid hadn't looked so chubby...

The boy watched Liu Qingyi leave, grabbed the pieces of broken silver in his hand and shook his head and sighed, "Don't give it back, but I always have to remember it..."

"I am also short of money, but I am willing to help me. I am a kind person."

While talking to himself, the boy came to a few bandits who were still unconscious, searched a few times, took out some money, and counted it down. The boy sighed again, "The good ones are short of money, but the evil ones are rich."

As he sighed, the boy suddenly coughed violently, and as he coughed, he actually coughed up blood. After a while, the pain on the boy's face subsided... He trembled and took out a dagger from the bandit's head. The boy looked at the big ring knife beside him and smiled bitterly, "You can practice it again if your martial arts is gone. If you practice it... Cough! Cough! If you practice it, you will harm others again... I can't let you harm others again."

In a quiet killing, Liu Qingyi hated the strong and bullied the weak, so he would not have done anything lightly. This group of bandits were so unconscious that they were unconscious. The young man made a knife in everyone's heart, and his expression never changed. Just like that, this group of people from the world who were robbed of the Tao quietly went to see the King of Hell.

After doing these things, the boy took a dagger, looked around, and walked towards a big tree not far away. While walking, he took out a small piece of wood from his sleeve.

Sitting quietly under the shade of the tree, the boy held a dagger and kept cutting and carving it. After a while, the small wood finally became a human.

"In this way, I won't forget my appearance..." The young man smiled again, still feeling sad...

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Liu Qingyi wanted to find someone, so he wanted to find a noodle seller. The noodle sold by the person was very expensive, and it cost a lot of money, but Liu Qingyi had no money.

If you don’t have money, you have to find money. There is no way. The money that comes quickly always has a fishy smell. In just two or three days, Liu Qingyi was anxious to find money, but accidentally created a good scene of peace and happiness, and not closing her door at night.

Don’t worry about what others said, I have collected enough silver to clear out a few dark places. After finally getting the news, Liu Qingyi finally found the news about the noodle seller. He brought the silver to the noodle seller in pain. Liu Qingyi knew that this time, the money he lost might not be just the money.

It was so dark that it was a bit cunning. On the side of the path, Liu Qingyi walked over and sat down, tapping the wooden cart with one hand...

"Welcome to the guest, what do you want to order?" The person who cut the face greeted him politely. Liu Qingyi frowned. Don't say the wrong code... "A bowl of cut noodles with a knife, a little red in the snow."

Chezai Mian shook her head, and her face under her hat clearly said sorry, "Sorry, the store has everything, but there is no knife cut noodles."

The unchanging joint code word for thousands of years is not new at all. Liu Qingyi cooperated when he heard this, "The knife cuts the head and the face of the head and face, and blood is hidden in the snow. Is there really nothing?"

"How many side dishes are cut and what wine are you drinking?" The person who came was a raw face, but when he met the code word, Chezai Noodle continued to ask.

"Cut a pair of heart and liver, and make three bowls of bone-decompressing wine!"

"Whose heart and liver? Whose bone?"

When Liu Qingyi heard this, she twitched in her sleeve. On the portrait, she clearly showed herself a demonized body. Chezai looked at the portrait for a while and frowned, "The ingredients for this bowl of noodles are cold and cold, the price is hard to say, and I don't know when I can find the ingredients."

"The price must be expensive, very expensive!" Liu Qingyi said as he said, "I'm sure I'm hungry!"

"The guest is a honest person, ha!" Chezai smiled and said, "But the small shop has the rules of small shops, and the price will only be judged by the quality of the face in the end."

"There is no problem with these." Liu Qingyi reached out and handed out a few silver notes, "This is a deposit."

"Oh?" Chezai took the silver note, "It seems that the guest officer really doesn't care about the money."

"I never tire of eating fine meat and fine meat. I have high requirements for food, including fabrics and ingredients, and even hands-on chefs." Liu Qingyi whispered, "I can afford the price at any time. What's important is whether your store is skillful enough to meet the requirements of picky customers?"

Chezai flipped the banknote in his hand with one hand and said to Liu Qingyi, "The guest official doesn't know anything, and those with skills are arrogant..."

Liu Qingyi waved her hand and interrupted without waiting for the slashing noodles, "I said, I'm very hungry!" The ink dragon swallowed the moon with one hand. Liu Qingyi said coldly, "Sharpen the noodles with a knife, I want to cut them thinner than the needle and thread. Those silver notes are just rewarded for you. This piano is the price!"

Che Zai took Mo Qin and saw that his eyes had seen many strange treasures. At first glance, he could see that the Mo Qin was extraordinary, exquisitely crafted, contained array technology barriers, and the selection of the Qin was also rare.

Chezai touched Mo Qin, pondered for a long time, and took advantage of it. It would be better not to offend anyone who possessed such a treasure. I just want to send the information out. Whether to do it or not is the person's business. "The chef has a bad temper. It's really hard to say. I will hand over the things. If the chef is unhappy to make it, the original item will be returned. The chefs in the small shop are all skilled. If the chef is really hungry, it's okay to change the taste!"

"You bring me a message to that person." Liu Qingyi finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just be willing to answer. "A good piano is naturally matched with a great song. It must be a song with a suitable tune, and it must be a song that will make the chef happy."

"Do you have any other requests for this small question?" Chezai asked politely.

Liu Qingyi stretched out her three fingers, "I'll only wait for three days."

"The guest official is very anxious."

"I'm so hungry that I want to eat people, what do you think?"

"no problem."

"Then say goodbye!"

"Cheer officer walks slowly..."

Leaving the small noodle stall, Liu Qingyi was thinking while walking, whether to follow him or not? The money was always made by himself. Although the origin was not right, it was still just.

But if you are discovered, you have to directly compete with the blood list. I am afraid that you are not afraid, but if you are entangled with it, it will waste time...

Forget it, ill-gotten wealth is like flowing water, and it comes and goes quickly. Don’t be greedy for this little money and ruin your big business.

What I do now is to recall the song carefully and wait for that person to come, and there should be an explanation. Liu Qingyi has the confidence that absolutely touches the person, because what he gives is definitely the most suitable person.
Chapter completed!