Chapter 206

That is a very short boy.

The reason why he is a teenager, not a little boy, is that when he looks at his face, he knows that his age should be about seventeen.

However, his height is not one-third that of a normal person.

She is tall, only to her lower legs, but there is no problem with the proportion of her figure, as if he was born to be so tall.

The little boy was wearing very simple clothes, and there were several scars on his skin exposed to the air.

Some have scabbed, while others are still bleeding. It is obvious that old injuries and new injuries are intertwined.

But the most noticeable thing is that his skin is whiter than snow. Even his unkempt face can't hide his delicate face.

If it weren't for his figure, he must be an elegant and romantic young man.

Jun Mu's peach blossom eyes narrowed. She felt a different temperament in the little boy.

Similar to some kind of rose in the dark, it suddenly blooms, the thorns on the branches are dripping blood, and the dark tide is surging and sweeping.

Publicity, deep and incomparably contradictory.

And the young man stood before her, and his hair fell from his forehead and covered his right eye.

A pair of bright pupils stared at the disciples of lingfu sect.

Obviously, the appearance of the little boy surprised the disciples.

But soon, they put on a bored expression.

"What are you doing out here?" a disciple yelled, "did you pick a hundred barrels of water? You didn't finish picking the pestle. You want to fight here?"

Your admiration is shallow, your look is light, and your eyebrows and eyes don't move.

She looked at the little boy in front of her legs with her arms in her arms, and her eyes took some exploration.

When the little boy heard this, his pupils narrowed.

"What are you looking at? Go." a disciple stepped forward, pushed him and laughed mockingly, "you don't think you can become a fufu master, do you?"

As soon as he said this, a string of laughter burst out in the crowd.

The young man's face seemed to be red, but when he looked closely, there was nothing.

Jun Mu raised his eyebrows and smiled at the end of his eyes, which was a little interesting.

"You can't even draw a rune well. If you weren't strong enough to do some work, you would have been asked to pack your things." the elder martial brother who spoke earlier waved impatiently, "go away, don't you see we're busy?"

"Yes, go away!" the disciple then pushed him with disdain. "People don't dare to kill. Up to now, the number on your chest is still one. You are a waste of lingfu sect!"

"You hear me, punk?"

"You look like a dog, but you are so short. Are your parents dwarfs?"

"Ha ha ha ha -"

The little boy closed his lips and let the disciple push him.

But it's amazing that with his body, he hasn't been pushed.

Jun Mu's shallow eyelids lifted, and the details of his pupils were a little cold.

This scene is too similar.

There are too many such memories in her mind.

Abuse, ridicule, ridicule, scold

Jun Mu's eyes were cold, and there was an extremely violent killing intention in his chest, even the blue muscles and bones on his wrist were revealed.

This should not have been her emotion, but it was unbearable.

Just, she hooked her lips. She's in a good mood today. Then she'll play as a savior.

She's going to kill these people anyway.

However, the next thing was beyond Jun Muqian's expectation.

Because before she started, the foremost disciple suddenly leaned back and fell straight back.

"Dong -" made a loud noise and hit the back of the head on the ground.

In an instant, blood flowed all over the ground.

The next second, the disciple's head tilted, his eyes stared, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it in the end.

The breath was weak, but he fell dead directly!

“！”

This scene shocked other disciples.

Because they looked very carefully, the dwarf boy, who had always been regarded as waste by them, just gently pushed the disciple.

There is no fluctuation of any spiritual power, spiritual power or soul power!

"You, you..." the elder martial brother seemed to see some terrible monster, his face appeared with fear, his lips trembled and couldn't speak clearly.

Just a push can kill?

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it at all!

Where could anyone have such great strength?

However, the facts are in front of us.

The other disciples were also thrilled. For a moment, they looked at the little boy and immediately changed.

However, the little boy was still calm, and at this time, he finally turned around and looked up.

Two eyes, instantly on.

A pair of romantic and amorous, smiling wantonly.

A pair of gloomy, dim, hazy.

Jun Mu shallow smiled. She squatted down slowly, looked at the little man in front of her and asked, "did you really do it?"

He turned his back to her. She didn't see the process, but saw the result.

The boy pursed his lips, full of gloomy energy. Finally, he nodded gently.

He was a little puzzled. Why did the young man in purple not show his eyes of ridicule and disgust when he saw him, but his appreciation and attention?

"Don't be surprised." Jun Mu raised his eyes slightly and knew what he thought in his heart. His voice said lazily, "I have seen more people than you have eaten for so many years."

"Some are more special than you. They don't even have a head. Their facial features grow on their body."

However, the latter sentence was half true and half false.

She had never seen that day of the execution, whose head was cut off by Yellow Emperor. After all, that time was too far away.

Existence is truth. There is nothing that appears for no reason.

Moreover, the little boy reminded her of an ancient country long ago recorded in the daqianjing.

In this country, there are many short humans,

They are incredibly strong and beautiful.

With the changes of the times, this ancient country has been annihilated in the long river of history.

The race that can survive until now has withstood repeated disasters without being eliminated.

Even the dragon, Phoenix and Kirin, which are regarded as inborn races, have not escaped extinction.

There is also a land of all souls in the lingxuan world.

Jun Mu Qian once asked Mu Ying why the mainland is called "all souls". Mu Ying said that because there are many creatures and there are thousands of kinds, it is called "all souls".

Terrans are just one of tens of thousands of creatures.

Jun mu qianfang explored the young man's body with his spiritual power and found that he was not different, but very healthy.

This proved that he was not an alien, probably from a new race she had never seen.

Jun Mu was shallow and looked deep. At that time, she thought that when she became a strong man who could travel any plane, she must choose some lower planes for vacation.

After all, there are only a few places to go. There is nothing new.

As a result, now the idea came true, but it directly beat her back to the original time.

Now she can't even catch up with the weakest spiritual practice among the thousands.

This is the difference between the total plane and the lower plane. The power of the law is too strong.

Hearing Jun Mu Qian's words, the little boy's pupils suddenly lit up. He stretched out his hand and made a random gesture.

"Yes, I'm telling the truth." Jun Muqian looked at him quietly. "It's all life. It's no different."

Her eyes darkened a little. It seems that this little one can't speak. No wonder these disciples of lingfu sect abused him like that.

Jun Muqian probably knew why he suddenly ran out just now because he saw her kill a man.

Living in such an environment, a little hope can start a prairie fire.

She looked up at the disciples who were still in shock. Her voice was calm and said slowly, "do you want to kill these bullies?"

Hearing the speech, the little boy was obviously stunned.

After a while, he moved his lips and spit out a word silently.

Jun Mu smiled.

That word is - think.

**

Jiang Zhou knew nothing about things outside. He was immersed in his cultivation. His face turned red and was vaguely excited.

Just now, he suddenly realized something.

Jiang Zhou believed that as long as he was given a few days, he could break through again.

When he becomes a level 6 talisman, even the Seven Star Alliance will be trampled by his lingfu sect.

Just as Jiang Zhou then began to sink into the Dantian and gather the power of his soul, suddenly there was another "bang" sound.

The closed door was kicked open, mixed with a strong smell of blood and a little damp.

It has to be said that Jiang Zhou's luck was really bad. He was disturbed every time when he reached the most critical time of cultivation.

Moreover, because of Jiang Zhou's absolute authority in lingfu sect, generally no one will break in, so he didn't even set up a boundary.

Jiang Zhou's body trembled violently, his face turned pale quickly, and a big drop of sweat rolled down his forehead. Finally, he couldn't resist, "wow", and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

However, this is not the most important, because why not collect her online?

Alas o ((⊙ ⊙) O, it seems that my second son-in-law has been locked up in a small black house again. I'm guilty

Cavenka can't afford to hurt (~ Д ￣）┍