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Walking on the road, Li Shaoqing felt physically and mentally exhausted.

When his foster father left, he rejected Yan'er.

Shaoqing's heart ached.

In the past, there had been times when Shaoqing hadn't thought much of it. She had only put her foster father first, but she had always ignored Yan'er's intentions. Haha, she likes me, so how could she not know?

The pale faced Shaoqing smiled bitterly.

Shaoqing was always thinking about this, thinking about that, and his mind was in a trance.

In the eyes of the Crown Prince, that road seemed very far away.

He accidentally tripped and fell on the ground. In addition, his injuries from that day were not enough to heal him. His heart ached, and he fainted.

Bewildered, he opened his eyes and found himself lying on a bed. He struggled to get up.

"Don't move." A tender child's voice sounded out, "Grandpa Medicine said that your injuries are very serious. Your body is murky and you need to rest properly for a few days, otherwise your injuries will recur."

Shaoqing acknowledged and lay back down.

Medical care.

It was all taken care of by this kid called Little Tong, so they got familiar with each other as they played around.

A few days later, this medicinal pill grandpa's medical skills were truly superb. Xiao Qing's body had already fully recovered.

During his interactions with the boy, Shaoqing learned that this was a small mountain village north of the Eastern City, where everyone lived and worked in peace. That day, when he was in a coma, the boy found him midway up the mountain and brought him back.

His own injury was healed by the child's grandfather, the village people said that the Divine Doctor's second reincarnation, the medicinal grandfather.

— —

As Shaoqing walked along the road and watched the children laugh, he couldn't help but think of his foster father.

Ever since he was young, he had been dependent on his foster father. Although his life was poor, when he was with his foster father, he was very stable and happy — just like these children.

After his foster father's death, Shaoqing had grown up. It was said that poor people took charge early on, and this was even more so for the Young Sovereign. Other than his age, he was no different from an adult.

Don't think about the sorrows.

"Grandfather Yao, the little kid and I have returned." Shaoqing cried out.

"Alright, alright, alright. Grandfather just cooked some food for you. Come and eat quickly." The old man walked out. Looking at his expression, he did not look like an old man at all. Although there was no spiritual energy radiating from him, the health of his body made the young man, Shaoqing, surprised.

"Wow, there's food, I can't wait." The greedy kitten didn't care about these things, it just put down the basket and rushed over.

Medicine Grandpa laughed with a face full of joy.

Looking at Shaoqing, Grandfather Yao's eyes seemed to reveal some sort of hope.

"Delicious! Eat slower, ah!" Just like a true grandfather, he was extremely considerate towards the Young Master.

"Grandfather." The little boy's mouth was full of spitting rice as he said, "You are not so good to others."

"Destiny is destiny, your big brother Shaoqing can help you in the future." The old man laughed.

"Grandfather, what can Shaoqing help me with?" I haven't even thought about my own matters! " The latter part of the sentence was obviously much softer.

The food was simple, but the food was delicious. It was the joy of a family.

Perhaps there was some mystery hidden in this conversation.

— —

He came gently, without disturbing the least bit of splendor; he went as before, without taking away the least bit of haste.

Yao Lao sighed. In the end, he still had to leave. It was time to train.

Sigh! Yao Lao sighed as he looked in the direction that Shaoqing had gone. He did not stop her and continued to watch her attentively.

He mumbled to himself, "Tong'er, he … maybe I can bring you back. Grandfather can't do it, he doesn't have this strength."

A few days passed in a flash.

"This calamity must have happened when I hit it." Not knowing where, not knowing where, he sighed, "It's a demon, it's a Buddha. It's here."

Both Shaoqing and Little Tong went up the mountain to gather herbs. However, Shaoqing always felt that something bad had happened, so he came back early. He caught a hare midway along the way.

However, when they arrived outside the village, the two of them could smell the scent of blood. A hint of worry flashed through the young man's heart. He quickly threw down the rabbit and told the boy not to run around, then sprinted towards the village.

However, to his surprise, what entered his eyes was a field of blood that splattered onto the wall. It was completely silent.

Shaoqing's mind went blank.

He quickly rushed to the small child's home to find his grandfather. There was no one around, and he kicked off the homes of the villagers one by one. However, there was no one around.

He was getting more and more agitated and agitated.

After another search, Shaoqing came to the door of Auntie Qin's house.

Just as he was about to rush over, he heard a series of wails and cries from within the room. Shaoqing hurriedly broke into the room.

On the bed, three burly men were pressing down on Auntie Qin's only daughter, Qin Yue, who was stripped naked.

Upon entering the house, the bandits heard the sound as well, and they brandished their weapons to attack the Young Master.

Upon seeing his extremely good sister Qin Yue being humiliated like this, something seemed to have surfaced in Shaoqing's heart. His demonic attribute erupted and a baleful aura appeared. In an instant, he had fallen into an explosive state of destruction.

He fought a few bandits with his bare hands, but he fought a few with his spiritual sense, using weapons and physical qualities.

These bandits were generally at the second or third stage of the Spirit Awareness Realm. Even if they had weapons, how could they be a match for the Young Master?

Fierce, hmph!

Even if he snatched the white blade with his bare hands, he could do nothing about it. Even though he looked big and strong, he was still no match for Shaoqing.

As he furiously brandished his broadsword, Shaoqing quickly chopped the bandits into eight pieces.

The normally gentle and amiable Shaoqing had always been like this when he roared. He had forgotten about his foster father's teachings at this moment. He had been holding back too much.

In his heart, in his mind, that killing intent greatly increased.

Shaoqing hurriedly found a set of clothes and closed his eyes, letting Qin Yue wear it, "Sister Yue Er, don't cry. I will avenge you. Can you tell me where the others are? "

"These beasts, they." Qin Yue sobbed, "They brought people to the plaza. Uncle A'Long, Uncle He was killed by them."

"Then, what about Medicine Grandpa?" Shaoqing asked urgently.

"He doesn't know. The robber went looking for him when he arrived, but didn't find him. " Qin Yue cried as she said, "Little Qing, let Sister Yue Er go. My innocence is gone."

"No." Shaoqing roared as he hurriedly tried to stop Qin Yue.

However, he was still a step too slow. Qin Yue picked up her large saber and slit her throat with it.

"Ah, ah, Sister Qin Yue." Shaoqing let out a long howl, and her tears once again began to flow uncontrollably.

Strong, what do you mean strong?

I will avenge myself, robbers.

— —

In the village square, the head robber advisor began a torrent of "lecture": "Villagers, we want to win together with you. We, on the other hand, protect you. You have to give us a bit of compensation no matter what, it's not much, only seventy percent of your harvest. "

"Winning together huh? Now that you guys have paid too much, you'll get a lot in the future."

What, seventy percent, you guys want to kill us all? " a villager shouted.

"Haha, Guang Feng, we are bandits, why are you pretending to be big tailed wolves?" He saw a bandit with a strong body walk out. He was the leader of this bandit group, "Stop talking, just directly snatch him. "Ah San, kill this blabbermouth for me."

"Boss, we need a long term development." The advisor called Guang Feng said.

"Developing in the long run, what the f * * k!?" "Developing in the long run, what the f * ck!?" "If it's a long time, your father can become a captain of the city's defense army with just this bit of strength. If you have a bit of experience, then you'll be a vice captain of a large army." The sturdy man said with his mouth full of spittle, "Being a bandit is just about enjoying yourself and doing whatever you want. Don't tell this to your father, or else you can do something normal for me in the future, or else I will get rid of you, the Second Boss."

"Hmph, kill him and let these guys see."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few bandits went over and forced the villager to kneel down with their heads facing upwards.

He saw the bandit named Ah San raise his knife and strike down, and the villager immediately started bleeding profusely, and a bloody head fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the villagers all felt very sad. They wanted to rush over, but they were stopped by the weapons of the bandits in the end.

"Ah, a benevolent gift." The villagers instantly shed tears.

"Silence, silence. Since you guys aren't willing to cooperate like this, hmph." The chief robber said fiercely, "Brothers, there is murder. "Girl, bring me back to the mountain stronghold. Bring all the good things back as well!"

"Boss, you don't want the strong men?" Guang Feng said.

"Kill them all."

Ah — ah — ah, all the villagers wanted to escape, but how could they be faster than swords!

One by one, they died, or were chopped several times.

The old man had been cut several times and died unwillingly.

In his prime, a single saber strike had ended his life.

Girls, even if they didn't die, they were actually in an even worse situation.

When Shaoqing, who was rushing towards the square, witnessed this massacre, his demonic aura and his rage were gone. He held his shining saber and rushed towards the head of the bandits to kill him.

Unfortunately, the bandit chief was not weak and had the strength of an eighth level spiritual sense. The items he had in his hands were Xuan grade common weapons that he had specially gone to find a smithy to fight.

The saber was tyrannical. With a jingle, it shook Shaoqing until his face began to ache. However, the bandit leader was not easy to deal with, so he took three big steps back.

"Not bad, not bad." The head robber touched the blade in his hand, suddenly thinking of recruiting him.

It's not easy to be a bandit, you won't be eaten if you don't have more subordinates.

"Kid, you have the strength of the seventh or eighth stage, right? If you join us now, I will immediately become sworn brothers with you, and even let you be our Third Master. "Is that alright?"

He did not say anything. He stabbed again.

"What? Why aren't you giving me face?" The bandit leader was also furious. He slashed horizontally across the sky, and the Young Sovereign welcomed him in battle.

However, the quality of weapons were different. Shaoqing's blade was only a Yellow Rank Common Weapon. It was broken.

However, the bandit leader's blade had also opened up a small hole.

He was bare-handed and looked exceptionally dangerous.

The sight of the bloody wounds was shocking. However, Shaoqing was still fighting with his life on the line, roaring with rage due to the stubbornness in his heart. The small universe once again exploded into action, fighting to the death.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Seeing a bandit leader standing next to him and showing off his strength, the bandit leader did not care and immediately punched the bandit leader so hard that he vomited blood and gritted his teeth.

After snatching the knife, he stabbed again. The little boss was dead.

Shaoqing's kick was too fast. It was so fast that no one could react to it.

He wanted to use his saber to block the attack, but the bandit leader was just a step away. He was kicked back a step and vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

The bandit leader wanted to retaliate, but how could Shaoqing!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he rushed forward, breaking through the sharp edge and slashing with his blade — without the slightest hesitation.

Suddenly, the bandit chief's body fell to the ground with a loud thud, bleeding profusely.

Actually, to a bandit, compared to a farmer, it was like having the courage to kill someone, as well as the boss' tyrannical strength.

Generally speaking, due to the work of the peasants and the training of their physical strength, when they reached adulthood, they would be at the fourth level. If they worked hard and had innate strength, they might even be at the sixth level.

His spiritual sense was rarely at the peak of the Refinement Realm.

In fact, the overall fighting power of this group of people was much stronger than the bandits. However, because the farmers were honest and didn't dare to take any action, and because no one was leading, and because the bandit leader was of the eighth heaven's deterrence, they were bullied by the bandits.

However, Shaoqing had killed the bandit leader with a single move, leaving the bandit leader without a backbone.

It had also aroused the villagers' thirst for blood. A child could kill a bandit and not only that, his face did not change. How could adults like himself submit in front of a bandit?

A group of able-bodied adult men either picked up their swords or picked up the farm tools they used for farming. They picked up their hulks and rushed forward, risking their lives to fight the bandits.

Killing one wouldn't make any loss, but killing two would make a fortune. The bandits, however, were still stunned by the fact that their Boss had been killed by a single person.

In this situation, the battle began.

The reason why the villagers were a bit stronger was because they did not dare to fight. Now that their courage had been aroused, for the sake of their families, they began to fight and kill one by one.

The bandit group was already in a weaker position, but the Young Master was still resentful. He raised his sword and aimed it at where there were many people.

How could those bandits win against Shaoqing? Ordinary bandits would only have the strength of the Third Sky of Psionic Sense. Even if they were stronger, they would only have the strength of the Fifth or Sixth Sky of Psionic Sense.

It was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. One slash could kill one of them, and another in the air. A bandit's brain revealed a disgusting, mud-like substance.

Charge! Charge! Charge!

Letting out a furious roar, he slashed with his saber.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen bandits had died.

The weaker bandits had become even more ethereal.

He looked at the dashing villagers and the fearsome Shaoqing.

This … the robbers looked at each other. They were scared and retreated.

"Scram, scram! I will count to three. If you don't scram, scram!"

Kill, kill, kill! The sound of these words echoed throughout this world. What demonic qi!

The bandits were already weak, and with Shaoqing's righteous attitude, the bandits' morale was even lower.

The bandits were ruthless, but most of them were against others. Many of them valued their lives more than anyone else, and once they had the chance to escape, they were scared out of their wits and their hearts were filled with fear.

As for the Kobold Chieftain, it had already taken advantage of the chaos to run far away.

Looking at the hypocritical strategist, Shaoqing did not seem to be in a good mood. He shouted: "Come back, who let you go. You will be dealt with by the villagers. "

The Kobold Chieftain was shocked and did not dare to run anymore.

The villagers all laughed, as if they were trying to push back their enemies. However, most of them still laughed bitterly and sorrowfully.

But at least this time the village was not plagued by bandits.

— —

The little boy left. It was unknown who took him away.

He only left a note, "Li Shaoqing, walk your own path. I am in no danger."

Shaoqing had searched for a long time, but to no avail. He could only hope that this mysterious person would keep his word!

Late at night, the Shaoqing blew the cool breeze, his smile was so desolate.

Looking at the stars that filled the sky, how painful was it for Shaoqing to comprehend.

If others don't let me live a good life, I will make them suffer. I want to have my own strength. I want to be able to control my own destiny. I want to be able to protect my family.

If someone bullies me, I will make them a hundred million times more beautiful.

Become a demon, become a Buddha.

They forced me to do this. I don't have any other beliefs in my heart, nothing more!

All I need is to protect my friends and family. As for you, no matter who it is, as long as I don't have any power, you will bully me and my family and friends.

I won't do it. I will change. I will make all of you who bully the weak and fear the strong to be afraid.

The people of the Demon, Buddha, weren't all of the people of the city talking about this!

Then I will become a peerless kind of devil.

To control one's own destiny, to make the wicked afraid.

"Control your own destiny." Shaoqing mumbled to himself, but then continued howling at the sky like a maniac.

Target, advance towards it!