"Puff!"
Xiao Yu raised the sword in his hand, and one of the rough man's arms was cut off instantly, and then he held the sword on the man's neck.
This cultivator was also in the middle stage of the spirit realm, and Xiao Yu would kill this person more easily than trampling an ant to death.
But something unexpected happened to him. The mad man was chopped off. According to reason, he should be afraid of death and begging for mercy, but the fact is that the mad man clenched his teeth, his eyes became more fierce. Up.
"Boy, kill me if you have a seed! Otherwise I will have your bones chopped off!"
"Snapped!"
Xiao Yu twirled his hand, and the sword was drawn over, and the rough man's face was immediately ripped apart, and he flew to the wall.
The movement here is so great, but the eyes of the people around are even colder, and they just look at this side without saying a word.
What is going on with these people? Their behavior, words and deeds, are almost indistinguishable from indifferent beasts.
Even the sword that I just put on that person's neck, in this case, there is still a beggar for death?
"Guest... hurry up, hurry up..."
Xiao Er in the underground shop turned pale, and said weakly.
Xiao Yu helped Xiao Er from the shop, and then left the inn and found another inn to live in.
The situation remained the same. After putting down the money, the shopkeeper also gave the house card indifferently, and Xiao Yu went to find the room by himself.
After placing the young man who was younger than himself, he intuitively told Xiao Yu that he should be able to ask anything.
Dian Xiaoer finally woke up. When he woke up, he posted that he was in bed, and quickly got up and said: "Where is this place? It's so miserable. If you don't go back, the shopkeeper won't pay you money!"
"You don't need to go back. The person you go back probably won't let you go." Xiao Yu said.
Xiao Er's face became even paler, and he was afraid and firm again and said: "No, in this case, my father's illness will not be cured."
"your dad?"
Xiao Yu seemed to understand. No wonder this young man exhaled so much. He turned out to be a filial son.
Xiao Yu asked: "You don't have to go, I will pay you the salary, and even I will help you treat your father's disease, but you have to tell me something."
"Really?" The boy turned from sadness to joy.
After all, he saw just now that this man who was not much older than himself cut off the man's hand with a single sword, maybe he was a powerful cultivator.
"Well, don't lie to you, what's your name?"
"Zhang Fan."
"Zhang Fan, you want to tell me, why do people in this town become like this?"
Zhang Fan sighed and said, "Actually, I don't know why they became like this. The people in this town used to be very kind, but I have changed a few years ago, and the people here have become very irritable. Indifferent, even cold-blooded and ruthless, and then many people in the town got the news for no reason."
"Did Xuefeng Mountain begin to change?" Xiao Yu frowned and asked.
Zhang Fan immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes! That's it. Also, my dad was seriously ill just because he went hunting in the mountains and then came back. My family ran out of savings..."
Speaking of the latter, Zhang Fan's eyes were dim, and he muttered to himself very puzzled: "I don't understand why they become like this. I think they are probably sick..."
Xiao Yu sneered in his heart, where is the illness? It is estimated that Xuefeng Mountain is weird, and there must be demons in abnormal things!
"Take me to your house and let me see your father."
