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After Qin Mo said hello to the people around him, the smile on his face even deepened, and he waved the hand holding the scimitar.

He was as enthusiastic as a working man returning to his village to meet an acquaintance.

When all the villagers present saw Qin Mo and the figure in her hand, their eyes flickered.

They couldn't believe that Wan Xiang would be held in Qin Mo's hands.

Wan Xiang immediately reached out her hand the moment she saw the villagers.

She forcefully broke away the hair held by Qin Mo, and at that moment, Qin Mo had a bunch of hair in his hand.

Qin Mo looked at the woman running forward. She was not in a hurry, but immediately waved the knife in her hand when she was about to run to the villagers.

The knife cut through the void and pierced Wan Xiang's calf.

"what?"

Severe pain rang in the air, and even the villagers standing nearby felt scared when they saw Qin Mo's unhesitating movements.

They couldn't believe that Qin Mo could act like this so easily, as if he were treating an inanimate object.

Wan Xiang curled up because of the pain, but she did not dare to move too much. She could only hold her leg and look at Qin Mo with resentment in her eyes.

Qin Mo smiled at her and said in an innocent tone.

"So why are you running away, and why do you look at me so much and fall in love with me?"

Qin Mo's tone was light and innocent, even very nonsensical, especially with her hands holding her knees and looking at her shadow with an innocent face.

"I thought I treated you pretty well after you entered the village. Why do you treat me like this?"

Qin Moshi blinked after hearing her words.

"NO, No, No, don't talk, I still like your proud look.

And I will be angry if you think of us as fools.

This is not bad, but do you think we deserve to be deceived? "

After Qin Mo finished speaking slowly, the expression on his face became increasingly gloomy.

The villagers on the side couldn't bear to watch the scene in front of them, and immediately walked to Wan Xiang's side to help him up.

But when Qin Mo waved his hand, he saw that the black scimitar inserted in Wan Xiang's leg moved and slid up Wan Xiang's leg.

After just a simple movement, the scimitar followed her calf to Wan Xiang's leg and wrist.

At this time, the blood had stained the ground under Wan Xiang red.

Qin Mo said to the villagers next to him.

"Don't move, don't move! What can be done to save this man? Just stand there and don't move, otherwise I can't guarantee where this knife will appear~"

The villagers who were about to help Wan Xiang up had no choice but to retract their hands when they heard Qin Mo's words.

The people next to him looked at Qin Mo with cold eyes and said in a bad tone.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

At this time, Qin Mu walked to Wan Xiang's side in a few steps.

She raised one foot and stepped on the hilt of the knife inserted into Wan Xiang's leg. While dragging her chin, she looked at the Qianpu people staggering around in the stand with a smile in her eyes, and raised her eyebrows. .

"Let the person go."

"Are you talking about the Holy Lady?"

Wan Xing asked Qin Mo.

Qin Mo smiled "hehe" after hearing his words and spoke in an indifferent tone.

"The people I'm talking about include, of course, everyone on the stage."

"Do you think you can lead these people out of the village?"

After hearing what these villagers said, Qin Mo shook his leg on the pancake.

Wan Xiang's wails continued, but Qin Mo didn't care at all, she just said with a smile.

"You don't care if I can take him away and let him go. Let him go, or you might be next."

Qin Mo spoke extremely calmly, as if he was talking about casually crushing an ant.

The villagers subconsciously felt terrible when they heard Qin Mo's words.

After they looked at each other, they finally nodded.

"Your partner can give it to you, but you can't take away the saint in the village. She belongs to the village."

When Qin Mo heard this, she looked up at Wan Zhijin on the stage. She said to Wan Zhijin in a soft tone with a smile on her face.

"What did Miss Wan say?"

Wan Zhijin was sitting on the stage with a complicated face. This was the most embarrassing moment in her history.

She considers herself to be dedicated to the village, without any credit or hard work.

However, looking at it now, everything she did was just passing by, and people only regarded it as a joke.

She looked at Qin Mo's cold eyes, and finally smiled at her and spoke.

"Help me!"

Her tone was relaxed, but the sadness in her eyes was extremely obvious.

Wan Zhijin's voice fell, and Qin Mo said with a smile to the villagers on the side.

"You also heard that she asked me to save her."

Qin Mo's voice was always neither soft nor serious, neither urgent nor slow, but it was always inexplicably depressing.

It was obvious that her face was delicate and picturesque, with clear outlines, and her skin was as white as jade, crystal clear, and as radiant as the morning dew. She was an unparalleled beauty, but that face was terrifying.

"It seems that you still don't know the difference between our village and outsiders." Villager.

Qin Mo immediately raised his hand and shook his head at him.

"It's not unclear, but it's very clear, a bunch of garbage with devil's blood."

After saying this, Qin Mo paused, and then she spoke to Wan Zhijin on the stage.

"Of course Miss Wan, I'm not targeting you, I'm targeting all the villagers."

Wan Zhijin was silent...

"Don't go too far." The villagers immediately shouted angrily.

Qin Mo shook his head indifferently.

"This is not to bully others, I am just seeking truth from facts.

If you want to take action, I will accompany you until the end. "

The villager "I have seen brave people, but I have never seen anyone as brave as you. Just because you have awakened a little ability, you think of yourself as a god who can go to heaven and earth. Don't you think it's ridiculous?" "

Qin Mo bent down and reached out to pull out her scimitar from Wan Xiang's leg. She shook off the blood on it, touched her brow, and looked at the villagers.

He said in an indifferent tone.

"What god? I'm not a god. No god can be happy."

As she spoke, she gestured twice to the villagers with the hand holding the knife, and then said with a smile.

"Are you going to come one by one and tire me out? Or are you going to go together?"

[Master Host, if there are too many, I cannot guarantee your safety. The best solution is to take your other companions with you. 】

After hearing the system's reminder, Qin Mo just spoke softly to it.

[Why don’t you believe that your host is so big? Don’t worry, I’m sensible. Have you got this medicine? ] Seeing the host say this, the system was a little helpless and immediately answered Qin Mo's question.

[The host is very relieved, he is ready. 】

"Late night."

After Qin Mo saw that there was no figure of Feng Tingwan on the altar, she immediately thought of the possibility, and she shouted into the air.

The villagers looked at Qin Mo warily.

At this moment, Feng Tingwan slowly stood up behind the altar. He looked at Qin Mo on the other side of the crowd with complicated eyes.

He always couldn't figure out what Qin Mo was doing. Why would he put himself in danger for Wan Zhijin when it was so dangerous?

She has always been smart enough to know what she wants to do and will not put herself in danger, but now she saves him, Qian Pu, and several others time and time again.

Now we have to save Wan Zhijin again.

Should he say that she is kind-hearted, or that she is nosy?

Feng Tingwan didn't understand Qin Mo, but he still stood up when Qin Mo called him.

He could obviously leave while Qin Mo was confronting the villagers, but after hearing Qin Mo's voice, he still softened his heart.

Feng Tingwan and Qin Mo looked at each other, but Qin Mo just fumbled around in his pocket and waved to Feng Tingwan.

"Wanwan, this thing needs to be picked up."

After he finished speaking, Qin Mo stretched his hand back and swung it out with all his strength.

The medium-sized porcelain bottle flew towards Feng Tingwan.

Just when Feng Tingwan was about to catch it, one of the two strong men on the stage suddenly caught the fast-flying porcelain bottle.

The moment Feng Tingwan saw the porcelain bottle, he thought of what Qin Mo had given him in the previous factory after they were poisoned by illusions. He knew that that thing could definitely solve the problem of drug addiction in these people. .

Thinking of this, Feng Tingwan's face turned ugly. He straightened his clothes and said to Qin Mo in a somewhat annoyed tone.

"Why do you have to throw it away?"

Qin Mo smiled innocently at him.

Qian Pu, Qi Nuannuan and others were lying on the stage. When they saw the words of Feng Tingwan and Qin Mo, they felt that their eyes were completely dark.

Why do these two people feel like they are flirting in front of them?

But after a while, they still didn't say much.

Feng Tingwan supported the altar slightly and then turned over and walked to the altar. After looking at the two strong men, he felt like he was about to fight in the ring.

Feng Tingwan slowly rolled up his sleeves and said helplessly to the two strong men on the stage.

"Now that my Miss Qin has given the mission, please return the things in your hands to me."

After the two strong men saw Feng Tingwan's thin arms and legs, their eyes showed disdain and they snorted at him twice.

"It's definitely impossible to return it to you. Why don't you come and grab it yourself."

Feng Tingwan was not surprised by the answers of the two strong men. Of course, he knew that the people in front of him would not give up to him easily, so he had no choice but to smile at the two men.

"That would offend me a lot."

Qian Pu Qi Nuannuan looked at the two strong men and then at Feng Tingwan, with the same disbelief in their eyes.

Can Feng Tingwan have the ability to defeat these two guys?

In their impression, Feng Tingwan had always been protected by Qin Mo.

Qin Mo just said to Wan Zhijin on the stage when the villagers were preparing to take action.

"Miss Wan, what I'm saying is that after I help you, remember to bring me a few jars of the good wine in your village and take it away."

After Qian Pu and others on the stage heard Qin Mo's voice, they instantly understood why Qin Mo wanted to help Wan Zhijin.

But this reason is somewhat far-fetched, even ridiculous.

However, when they saw Qin Mo's serious eyes, they felt that Qin Mo was not lying. That's what she thought.

Wan Zhijin also looked at Qin Mo with some surprise. After thinking for a moment, she felt as if she had swallowed a fly and spoke to Qin Mo with some discomfort.

"Of course! Don't talk about good wine. I'll give you whatever you want."

After Qin Mo got Wan Zhijin's answer, she looked at Feng Tingwan who was standing aside and said.

"That's great. Don't bother with my Wanwan anymore."

"Have you had enough?"

At this time, the villagers who were standing aside and listening to the conversation between Qin Mo and others became a little impatient and directly interrupted Qin Mo and Wan Zhijin.

The tone was extremely disdainful.

And Feng Tingwan stood on the stage. The moment he heard Qin Mo's words, something surged in his heart. His hanging fingertips trembled slightly, but nothing changed on his face.

"Don't be nagging, just do it."

The villagers finally lost their patience. Someone among them shouted, and then the villagers moved quickly.

Qin Mo also silently clenched the scimitar in his hand.

Feng Tingwan clenched his fists while looking at the crowd Qin Mo was facing.

It seemed that he had to act quickly, otherwise it would be Qin Mo who suffered the loss.

After Feng Tingwan thought for a moment, he saw black energy lingering on his fingertips again.

The two big strong men looked at Feng Tingwan with malice in their eyes, and then rushed towards Feng Tingwan without hesitation.

Qi Nuannuan, Lan Xumian, Qian Pu, Meng Qian, and Duan Wenbo, who had not yet recovered their strength, looked nervously at the scene in front of them.

Feng Tingwan's figure really made them feel unsure.

But in the next second, their worried hearts suddenly turned into shock. The moment Feng Tingwan ran towards the two strong men, black energy lingered on his hands.

His hands seemed to turn into sharp blades, and blood streaks instantly appeared on the arms of the two strong men, leaving hideous and terrifying marks.

Feng Tingwan is also very agile and his methods are very ruthless.

The moment he took action, all his moves were aimed at the weak points of the two strong men.

And they seemed to see the black air wrapped around Feng Tingwan's hands. They didn't know what it was, but when the black air touched the skin of the two strong men, the two strong men's arms It was also stained with black marks.

The moment the mark touched the arm, it slowly climbed up, and soon the movements of the two strong men began to slow down.

In the end, Feng Tingwan even broke the neck of one of the strong men without any expression on his face.

But when the other strong man discovered what was going on and was about to turn around, his body was completely unable to move.

The moment he fell, Feng Tingwan wiped his bloody hands on his clothes, and then walked to the strong man.

He reached out and took out what he was holding in his palm, and then stepped on the strong man's neck.

I saw him calling slightly harder, and then a penetrating voice sounded in the air.

"Gaba!" With a sound, the strong man died at Feng Tingwan's feet.

Feng Tingwan didn't pay attention to the gazes around him, but just paid attention to Qin Mo, who was surrounded by villagers under the altar.

He threw the porcelain bottle aside to Qian Pu and said something to him.

"Distribute the medicine to everyone."

He said and quickly jumped off the altar.

Feng Tingwan's indifferent performance from beginning to end shocked everyone.

They never expected that Fengting Wan would have such skills, nor did they expect...

He is so cruel.