Seeing that Jin Ping'er approaching in front of all the villagers, he chuckled again, and then said: "It's really funny, you fools, to kneel down to a locust tree spirit."

As soon as these words came out, the villagers suddenly became commotion.After a long time, an old voice sounded, he seemed to be the person in charge of the village, and he said: "We also know that this old pagoda tree is harmful to people. Human lives are scattered here, but unfortunately we are just ordinary people, there is no other way, we can only pray that it can spare us, and don't kill the village name again."

Jin Ping'er heard the words, and said: "Even if you worship every day and kneel every night, it's still useful. This locust tree spirit has sucked the blood of several people, how can it be human at all, and it needs human essence and blood to cultivate, how can you let it go?" you."

Just at this moment, a boy's voice sounded, it was the boy with tears on his face, he said: "Last night my father's life was killed by it again, I want to burn it with a fire today, But they stopped me."

Chen Feng looked at the young man, and thought to himself that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, how could this old locust tree spirit be burned to death so easily.However, his courage is greatly commended. [

Sure enough, the young man was embraced by the same "woman" with tears on his face, and she looked carefully at the old locust tree before saying to the young man, "Don't talk nonsense, your father has already gone, if you If you have another accident, tell me how to live."

Looking at the poor orphans and widows here, the villagers do not lament.

Suddenly, the old man looked at Jin Ping'er, then knelt down towards her, and said: "The girl is full of fairy air, she must be the legendary cultivator, the little old man begged the fairy to help me get rid of it on behalf of the whole village. I can’t thank you enough for this locust tree spirit.”

When the old man knelt down to her, Jin Ping'er subconsciously reached out to support her, but she seemed to recall something, and then withdrew her hand again.

"I'm not a fairy. According to those who claim to be righteous people, I'm a witch. How can you say that I, a witch from the Demon Cult, would do something that only righteous people do?" Jin Ping'er smiled lightly.

The old man was taken aback, he was just an ordinary villager, how could he know the righteous way or the evil way, in his opinion, anyone who practiced the way was a god.

Chen Feng was also slightly taken aback, he had noticed Jin Ping'er's subconscious action just now.So he thought that although Jin Ping'er was a member of the Demonic Way, his heart should not be bad. It was only because he was in the Demonic Cult since he was a child that he was influenced by his ears and eyes.

But at this time, he said so, which made him very puzzled.

At this time, the boy who was embraced by the woman suddenly broke free from his mother's arms and ran to Jin Ping'er.Kneeling down in front of her, a pair of dirty little hands even grabbed onto her beautiful clothes, immediately leaving a lot of dirt on it.

"Sister Fairy, please help us, I don't want other friends to lose their fathers like me, sister Fairy, please, please?" the boy cried.

Jin Ping'er trembled slightly.Looking at the crying boy, she remembered that many years ago, the same girl went around begging others for her parents who were seriously ill, but what she got was to stand on the sidelines. She can still clearly remember that kind of help.Later, her parents died of illness due to help from others, but she was taken in by a passing woman, who was naturally the current head of the Hehuan School, her master.

"I won't help you." Jin Ping'er put away her smile and said flatly.

However, under the despairing eyes of that young man.She squatted down, took out a clean handkerchief from her body, and gently wiped away the tears on the young man's face, saying: "It's useless to rely on others' pity in this world. No matter what you do, you can only succeed by relying on yourself, so I can't help you, because you need to eliminate the locust tree spirit yourself. You need to avenge your father's revenge, and you need to protect the village by yourself."

This remark made Chen Feng in the distance very surprised, he never thought that Jin Ping'er would say these words.In his opinion.Either Jin Ping'er doesn't care about these villagers, or because of the kindness in his heart, he helps the villagers kill the locust tree spirit.

The young man looked at Jin Ping'er in some perplexity, and said, "But...but I can't beat it."

Jin Ping'er smiled slightly, and said: "Sister knows, so I will lend this to you." As she spoke, a purple light flashed in Jin Ping'er's hand, and a short dagger appeared in her palm. You can see that it is by no means ordinary.

Jin Ping'er handed the Zimang Blade to the young man, stroked his head and said, "You just need to 'insert' it into the trunk of that locust tree later."

The boy looked at Zimang Blade and then at Jin Ping'er, then nodded emphatically.

The villagers all showed joy when they saw this. Of course, the boy's mother was full of worry, but she didn't dare to speak out to stop him at this time. [

The villagers quickly stepped aside, Jin Ping'er patted the boy on the head, and said, "Go."

The young man was obviously still a little nervous, and walked slowly towards the old locust tree with three steps and three turns.

Jin Ping'er kept looking at the young man, but Chen Feng noticed that her hand was forming seals, and a light pink light was flowing in her hand.

Seeing this situation, he knew that Jin Ping'er didn't really let the young man face the locust tree spirit alone, but wanted to help secretly.But he shook his head secretly, this locust tree spirit has sucked the blood of several people, how could it be an ordinary millennium locust tree spirit, its hostility is so great, even if Jin Ping'er fights it with all his strength, he may not be his opponent.It seems that there is still a gap between Jin Ping'er today and Mr. Miao, one of the three sons of the Demon Sect ten years later. After all, she is still too young.

But at this moment, Chen Feng couldn't help feeling quite fond of her, he knew why Jin Ping'er did this.She should not only help the boy in this matter, but also help the boy build up strong confidence. Once this matter is successful, the boy will definitely achieve something in the future.Because when he was still young, someone planted the heart of a strong man in his heart.Those who rely on themselves are the real strong.

"In that case, let me help too." After saying that, Chen Feng just raised his hand and sealed the soul of the locust tree spirit.

It deserved that the locust tree spirit was unlucky enough to run into Chen Feng.Otherwise, with its thousands of years of practice and the hostility formed by sucking human essence and blood, unless it is an older generation of masters of cultivation, there are really few people who will be its opponents.

Chen Feng's move was quite concealed, and at this time he was standing with the villagers unknowingly, so Jin Ping'er didn't notice him at all.She was still making seals, ready to help the boy when he approached the locust tree.

The boy finally got close to the old locust tree, and looked back at Jin Ping'er again, who nodded at him.

As if he had received great encouragement, the young man raised his purple blade and stabbed at the old locust tree.At the same time, Jin Ping'er's long-lasting spell also instantly hit the old locust tree.

"puff!"

The Zimang Blade is worthy of the name of a magic weapon. The skin of the old locust tree, which is harder than gold and iron, can't stop it at all, and directly sinks into it.

Just hearing the old locust tree let out a sharp scream that made goosebumps unbearable, the faces of the villagers turned pale.

But to Chen Feng's surprise, although the boy was trembling with fear, he still held the Zimang Blade's handle tightly and slashed down hard.

In an instant, a crack appeared on the locust tree, and then a foul-smelling dark green liquid gushed out, and the whole old locust tree kept shaking, screaming endlessly, but there were no other movements.

Now Jin Ping'er finally felt "confuse", even though she didn't take this locust tree essence seriously, she also knew that it couldn't be dealt with so easily.According to her plan, the locust tree spirit should go berserk at this time, and then she will destroy it.But at this time, although the locust tree spirit was trembling, it did not attack at all, or could not attack at all.

I was startled, is there still an expert here? !

Immediately, her beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings, and she released her spiritual sense to sense, trying to find the person who secretly attacked the locust tree spirit.However, even though her divine sense scanned over and over again, she still didn't find anything abnormal.

"Could it be gone?" Jin Ping'er thought to himself.

At this time, the young man had already pulled out the purple mans blade, looking at the locust tree that was gushing dark green liquid with horror on his face, his whole body was shaking like a sieve, after all, he was just a child. (To be continued.)

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