In the morning, when the golden sunshine sprinkled on the earth, Tianshui Town, which had been quiet for a night, resumed the heavy traffic of yesterday, and a black carriage drove slowly into the city. Dozens of strong men in black armour surrounded the carriage, carrying huge axes, knives and heavy hammers. Their steps were uniform. The ground vibrated in a muffled noise and sent out strong suffocating pressure at the same time.
Seeing this group of people, both the travelling merchants and the local residents of Tianshui town all gave way to each other. They stood on both sides of the road in fear, and even did not dare to look at their fierce eyes.
Mengjia! Even if they can't recognize the family badge on the carriage, they can recognize the origin of these people from the physique and black armor of these big men, which is one of the three great families of xiaojingtian.
Although the great aristocratic families of xiaojingtian have their own advantages in refining weapons, when it comes to cultivating martial arts, the Meng family, relying on the innate advantages of the demons, is worthy of being the best. Coupled with the bloodthirsty and murderous nature of the demons, even the other aristocratic families dare not easily become enemies with the Meng family.
Invisible, the Mongolian family has already become the first of the three families in xiaojingtian! The existence of terror that frightens ordinary people.
"Wow A vendor pushed a wooden cart to avoid the road, but because he was too nervous, he slipped his hand, and the cart overturned on the ground. The goods on the cart were scattered all over the ground, just blocking the front of the Meng family's carriage.
The peddler turned pale and trembled with fear. Xiaojingtian, who doesn't know the ferocity and cruelty of Meng family, dare to block their way. Is he impatient to die?
The peddler was sweating all over his body. When his legs were soft, he knelt down on the ground. However, because he was too flustered, he could not even say a word of begging for mercy.
"That's it. This guy is dead." All the people looked at the peddler sympathetically and were silent for him.
A big man with black armour looked cold and pressed his hand on the handle of the knife.
Everyone felt the strong sense of killing. Subconsciously, they retreated back again until their back was close to the wall, and they were still squeezing back, for fear of being affected by the pond fish.
"Forget it, the Xu family is still one of the three aristocratic families. Tianshui town is their ground. Let's save face for them for a few days." From the carriage came a majestic and indifferent voice.
"Yes, my Lord." The big man bowed down and took a cold look at the peddler. He kicked the wooden cart out of the place, and all the goods scattered on the ground were swept in all directions.
Under the protection of the black armored man, the carriage continued to move forward slowly, but the cold killing intention seemed to solidify for a long time.
It was not until all of the Meng family had gone away that the killing intention was quietly dispersed. The peddler woke up in extreme panic. His whole body was paralyzed and collapsed like mud. The ground under him was wet and cold sweat almost gathered into a spring.
"Lao Li, you are really lucky. The Meng family didn't kill you. Go home and burn some incense sticks. Thank God." Next to a middle-aged man also a long sigh of relief, said to the vendor.
"Yes, they didn't kill me. I went home to burn Burn incense. " After the disaster, the peddler has not completely recovered from the tension and fear just now, and his words are not very clear.
"Let's see if we can find something to come back to. Luck can buy some money." Another vendor reminded him.
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