National People, Don't Panic, I Will Imitate A Golden Talent

Chapter 306

The people of the Blood Knife Gate knew that this senior was determined to kill them.

"Seniors spare their lives

!" "This is the first time I've slaughtered a village, I haven't killed anyone at all, it's the first time!" "

Senior, give me a chance, I will definitely be a new person in the future and accumulate virtue!"

Qin Wen was expressionless.

One hand to the sky, the other to the ground.

The Heaven Destroyer overtook this group of demon cultivators, and they didn't die at all.

Compared to the people who have been tortured and killed by them, it can be regarded as a bargain.

Qin Wen fell from the sky, and Dongma Huohuo was kneeling among the villagers at the moment, surrounded by the villagers in three layers and three layers outside.

East Malaysia is kneeling in circles.

"Big brother

, I was wrong!" "Uncle, I was

wrong!" "Fathers and fellow villagers, we are wrong with the Blood Knife Gate! I shouldn't have come to provoke

you!" "I beg you to do well, say a few kind words in front of this senior, and let him spare my life!" Looking

at the once invincible demon monk, kneeling in front of him and wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

The villagers will not show the slightest pity for him, they will only spit on him.

"Phew, you demon monks, you have done a lot of evil, you should have thought that there would be today

!" "I thought that the justice in this world was gone, today is really an eye-opener!" "

You deserve it! You are innocent of death! Think of those mortals who were brutally killed by you, they are not pitiful! Who intercedes for them

!" "My Diqiu Village was slaughtered by the Demon Dao last time, if it weren't for the great hero, the casualties would have been even worse!"

Even so, my wife and children were sacrificed by the blood of the Demon Cultivator, and I was also missing an arm!"

"

Kill!" "Kill!"

"Kill!"

Dongma Huohuo looked at the angry and hideous faces of the villagers, and he sat on the ground weakly, knowing that he was going to be finished.

After Qin Wen fell to the ground, Dongma Huohuo moved his knee in front of him, hugging Qin Wen's thigh and begging for mercy.

"Senior! I don't want to die! I have an eighty-year-old mother and a group of wives and children! I..."

Qin Wen didn't listen to a word he said.

Directly pinched his neck with one hand, lifted him up, and turned his body upside down.

Then the other hand slapped heavily on his dantian position.

This is his Dao Ji, which was ruined by Qin Wen.

The cultivation of the fire in East Malaysia is dissipating rapidly.

Qin Wen threw the Dongma Huohuo, which he had abolished and cultivated, to the crowd.

"He's yours. "

Needless to say, what happened to the fire in East Malaysia.

Naturally, it is as miserable as it is.

The villagers poured out their hatred for the demon monk on him.

Seeing this scene, Qin Wen profoundly realized that there is cause and effect in the world, and those who kill will always kill them.

Those who do many evils will be punished one day.

After helping the village escape, Qin Wen was about to leave.

But a voice stopped him, and the words of this voice made Qin Wen's footsteps stop instantly.

"Qin Yingying, are you Qin Yingying?"

Qin Wen turned around and looked at this old man with deep and shallow wrinkles like a ravine, obviously not young, but still sturdy, with the earthy yellow skin that was the signature of a crop man.

"Qin Yingying, are you talking about me?" The

old man looked at Qin Wen's face repeatedly with cloudy eyes, and his face gradually showed excitement and joy.

"Yes, it's really you, Qin Yingying, this farewell, it's been almost seven years, you still haven't changed at all, and now you are such a powerful monk!"

But Qin Wen had no impression of him at all.

Qin Wen said with a smile.

"Old man, did you recognize the wrong person? The

old man laughed.

"Qin Yingying still hasn't changed, he likes to joke. The

old man greeted.

"Come here, everyone, this person who helped us is a big hero of our village!" The

villagers who were punching and kicking and ravaging the fire in Dongma immediately gathered when they heard the old man say this.

They looked around Qin Wen as if they were admiring antiques.

"It's really a Qin

hero!" "Great hero, you saved our village again

!" "We thought you set foot on the immortal path and won't come back!" Qin

asked with a question mark on his face.

Could it be that he has encountered a face-bumping monster?

This old man is actually the head of Diqiu Village.

Seeing Qin Wen's dazed appearance, he had no choice but to pull him towards the center of the village.

In a field full of grain, Qin Wen saw a stone sculpture.

The sculpture vividly depicts a handsome young man, his fists clenched, his aura soaring, and at his feet, stepping on a demonic monk who has exaggerated like a devil.

"What's the situation?" Qin

Wen was a little confused.

The young man in this sculpture looks exactly like himself.

In the world, it is impossible to find a second man who looks so handsome!

"Qin Yingying, are you amnesia?"

a villager also said.

"Could it be that when I was cultivating immortals, I was injured in fighting with the Demon Dao cultivator and injured my head, so I lost my memory?"

Qin Wen looked at these simple and brave villagers.

They look at themselves as if they are looking at a loved one.

It doesn't feel like a fake.

It can't be fake.

It is impossible for a group of villagers to have actor-level acting skills.

What the hell is going on with that?"

Qin Yingying really didn't seem to remember.

"Let's help Qin Hero recall his memories!" The

villagers said a "story", the reason why it is a story is because to Qin Wen, he is like listening to someone else's affairs.

In the mouths of the villagers, eight years ago, a young man named Qin Wen walked into their village.

This is a man who can't find his hometown, so he lives in the village for the time being.

Qin Wen is a chivalrous young man who always has whimsical ideas and is very unaccustomed to the injustices in the world, and often fights in this area.

Seven years ago, a demon cultivator came to the village to catch people's blood sacrifices and cultivate.

Qin Wen actually used his mortal body to beat the demon cultivator to death!

This incident shocked ten miles and eight towns.

Qin Wen felt that he might be a natural powerhouse, and decided to go out and seek an opportunity to cultivate immortals.

In this way, he left the village, and until today, the villagers saw Qin Wen again.

These people didn't lie, because Qin Wen had already answered with the Heavenly Eye.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down.

Qin Wen's mind began to fly through his life.

From the age of one to twenty-two, he lived on Earth, an ordinary person, went to school, graduated, worked, worked as a programmer for less than a year, and crossed over.

At the age of twenty-three, on the parallel world Blue Star, which is highly similar to the Earth, because he is a black household, he has lived an aggrieved life for a year.

At the age of twenty-four, he crossed the immortal cultivation realm, and until he is thirty years old, he has been cultivating for seven years.

When have you ever been to this village?

No.

Qin Wen was a little confused.

Did you really encounter a face-bumping monster?