I, Unlimited Stream, European Emperor

"Heads, I can chop off a lot today."

"Try to save as much life as possible, we still need to find the leader of this bandit group."

"I will cut off the leader's head."

Feng Jiu laughed, waved the red cherry, and rushed into the enemy's formation. His three teammates shook their heads, but soon surrounded the temple in different directions. Su Mo didn't Staying, directly follow the steps of the main entrance, rushing towards the mountain.

The thieves who rushed out along the way swung their fists at will, and the impact alone was enough to knock all these miscellaneous fish into the air.

In just a few tens of minutes, the five rushed from the foot of the mountain to the main hall, and saw the leader of the bandit group, a sturdy villain nearly two meters tall, with a hideous and ugly appearance, completely villainous.

Holding a ring-shoudao that was nearly [-] centimeters high, he attacked Fengjiu in a straight line. Su Mo stood in the hall of the small temple, squinting his eyes slightly.

"Smoke bomb? Or, is the person not here at all?"

Although the burly villain is considered a strong man at the level of ordinary humans, his strength is no more than fifteen points at most. Compared with Feng Jiu, he is no different from joking.

This villain doesn't look like a tester, so... where is the real tester?

There are two answers now. The first is that the information is fundamentally wrong, and the information Tranquility got is itself false.

while the second is

The other party never intends to show up at will, and all the bandits here are just abandoned sons.

"It seems that there is nothing to gain."

Searched the entire temple using the method of freedom, but found no targets with extremely powerful existence. This bandit group is basically an abandoned child placed here.

"Bo Hai."

Drag the little monk to the mountain, let him watch the wailing bandits on the steps and many bandits whose heads had been cut off, "I'll give you a choice, whether you want to avenge the bandits, or..."

Su Mo chuckled, threw a golden "arrow" on the ground, and said calmly, "Gain strength and be loyal to me."

The little monk collapsed on the ground, staring at the thieves lying on both sides of the steps, his lips trembling, his face turned pale, "Master, everyone..."

"Bohai..."

One of the thieves stretched out his hand tremblingly, his pupils were full of begging expressions, "Help me, Bo Hai...I don't want to die."

"...the boss—"

"Boss!!"

Bo Hai shouted loudly, Su Mo picked out his ears, and then shouted, "Bo Hai, give me an answer, I have no interest in your lives, I need to use you to find someone, you should know it well Bright!"

strength……

If there is power...

The trembling movement of the little monk slowly stopped, he turned around slowly, lowered his head, picked up the golden "arrow" arrow with both hands, took a deep breath, coughed repeatedly, and then let out hysterical laughter .

"Hahahaha...then...the answer..."

ps: If you dare to break it, you will break your leg.jpg

ps2: There is one more update, good night first.

Chapter 468: The Little Monk's Substitute

"From the perspective of the victim, the perpetrator is always a negative image."

"But the world is never black and white, and the composition of a person has different plural luster."

"Even a thief, even a wicked person, has the benevolence and righteousness of a wicked person."

The proficiency of the little monk Bohai Greeting Monk's holster cannot be trained in a day or two, and the viciousness of being a thief must not be trained in a day or two.

He must have been a monk once, and he had also spent a considerable period of time as a thief or robber.

Then, a simple reasoning is formed, this bandit group must be a bandit group that was put together improvised, and there may be various criminals such as horse bandits and fugitives among them.

From the perspective of this era, those who do not want to be wolves will be regarded as sheep. In fact, people who have survived the troubled times have a wolf nature in their hearts.

Even ordinary villagers dared to fight with robbers and officers and soldiers with sharp knives. There were many peasant uprisings in this era. However, after the uprising, these people could only occupy the mountains as bandits at most, but they could not become a higher class.

The inherent class maintained from generation to generation cannot be broken by reckless people. The gentry are obstacles, and the villagers who are forced to rebel will eventually become a member of the perpetrators, just like a cycle of despair. .

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

When the golden "arrow" pierced into the lower abdomen, the little monk Bo Hai let out a painful neighing sound, Su Mo raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled slowly, "Bo Hai, if you fall here, the mountain of bandits will die!" It's worthless..."

"However, you have to survive and be their pillar."

"When you show your worth..."

"Crap!!"

The little monk snarled ferociously and interrupted Su Mo's calm laughter. His red pupils did not show any wavering or fear. His palms were covered with his own blood, and he breathed hard, "Shut up! Look at me! No matter what the test is! I will overcome it!"

"If it really has the so-called bullshit power... definitely! I will definitely be able to pull it out!"

"If you exist, give me... Get out!!"

He roared loudly, and suddenly embedded his right hand deeply into the lower abdomen pierced by the arrow, his expression was distorted by the pain, "Come out ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

This roar seemed to resonate with the will. In an instant, a bright golden light shone, and a cicada-like bug appeared above his head, making a low-pitched sound like chanting scriptures.