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"Who is it?" The bandit was on guard and tightened the steel knife in his hand.

As if he had never heard of him, he walked towards this side step by step, and his eyes grew more and more dignified. He felt a faint pressure on the visitors, which he had never felt before when he was facing the peak of his family.

As he approached, people saw his face clearly. He was as young as the judge, with sharp edges and corners on his face. At this time, he walked forward without expression and his eyes were closed. With his arrival, the temperature seemed to have dropped a lot.

The bandit Shangren was acutely aware that in this hot weather, the other party was dressed in black, and there was no sweat on his face. This obviously does not conform to the common sense. You should know that even if you use chakra to isolate the heat, you are all sweating.

Unconsciously, both the trapped villagers and dozens of bandits subconsciously focused on him.

"It's hot and I'm passing by occasionally, looking for water to drink?"

The visitor suddenly opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse. After a close look, he found that the corners of his mouth were dry and cracked, as if he had not drunk water for a long time.

"It turned out to be a blind man." One of the bandits holding a knife at Shangren's side breathed a long sigh of relief, and his face returned to calm. He looked at the other party with disdain. In the atmosphere just now, he thought that the master had come. It was really the hot weather that led to the illusion.

The bandit's voice did not fall, suddenly felt a cold killing around him. Before he could recover, he suddenly felt a cold neck. The whole person seemed to fly up suddenly. Subconsciously, he looked down and saw a headless corpse slamming to the ground.

"Is that my body?" This is the last thought in the bandit's mind.

Fast, too fast, no one can see what's going on. The talking bandit has turned into a corpse, and his head dropped to the ground with a bang, which made people wake up.

"Who do you say is blind?"

The calm voice sounded, and no joy or anger could be heard. However, the bandits were keenly aware that the air seemed to suddenly become cold. Even if the hot and dry sunlight was shining, it could not change the minute. It was murderous, just like the real murderous spirit.

"Where does the master come out?" The leader's forehead drips with cold sweat, and subconsciously takes a step back. Then he seems to realize that he can't show weakness and takes a firm step forward. At the same time, he winks at his many subordinates.

In fact, their real identity is not a bandit, but a ninja of a medium-sized family. They disguise themselves as bandits and come out to cut grain, so that they can be stored in the family as war reserves.

In fact, many small and medium-sized families do this. They pretend to be bandits in order to avoid being caught by other big families after robbery.

Just like the gangster who just died, he is actually a Zhongren.

The bandits who were close to each other looked at each other and rushed to him. As soon as their eyes were frozen, they took out a bitter nothingness with their backhand, and stabbed at the other party's key points with cold light. They were all ninjas.

The man in black still keeps the posture of closing his eyes. A vast chakra energy rushes up fiercely and is extremely cold. His hands are simply printed.

"Fire escape, Impatiens feet red!"

The sword in his hand was thrown out by him, and a flame burst out on it, and it whirled towards many bandits.

It's just a breath, bang, bang, bang, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.

"Asshole!" The leader, Shangren, gave a low angry, turned and ran away. He was just over 20 ninjas. Although most of them were lower forbearance, they were actually run away by him. This kind of strength is far beyond his own, so it's better to go first.

When he was trying to escape with instant skill, he found that the young man appeared in front of him.

A pain in his heart, he bowed his head and saw a painless stab in it, "was I bumping into it?"

The name was shocked in his heart, his limbs gradually fell to the ground, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

"Next life, remember not to talk nonsense."

It was the last sound he heard.

"This, this..."

The villagers looked at the fallen corpses and were speechless. In their eyes, the extremely powerful bandit was killed by the young man in front of him.

"Give me a bowl of water." The young man turned to the villagers.

The villagers looked at him dully, as if they were still in shock. At this time, luluzi, in the arms of the old field, suddenly got up and trotted back home. She took out her own white porcelain bowl, went to the well to get a bowl of water, and then ran back in a hurry. Her face showed a gentle smile and raised: "big brother, water."

"Luluzi!" The old field exclaimed, and his eyes showed a worried look. In their eyes, the young man who suddenly appeared was very suspicious. He killed dozens of bandits without changing his face. This is the proof of danger in itself.

Moreover, this young man is still a ninja. For ninja, ordinary people's attitude is at a distance, so are the villagers.

All the villagers watched the scene nervously, fearing that he would suddenly kill luluzi. Although this is groundless, they have seen more than one unwarranted murder by Ninja after living in this world for so many years."Thank you."

Unexpectedly, he took the porcelain bowl and drank it dry. He gave it back to the little girl and then smile at her. He touched her head and was ready to turn around and leave.

Just turned around, he found that his sleeve was pulled by the little girl. She glared and said, "big brother, thank you for saving us all. My name is luluzi. What's your name?"

“……”

It may be the first time that the young man did not know how to deal with the situation. He could easily break free of the girl's hands. He could feel the girl's eager eyes and could not leave for a moment.

"Luluzi, a nice name. My name is ban." A moment later, spot answers with a smile.

"Ah, Mr. Ban, you've just done such a good move. All the people fell down with a bang. Can you teach me?"

“……”

"Mr. Ban, where are you from and where are you going?"

“……”

"Mr. Ban, it's late. I'll live in the village tonight. My cooking is very delicious. My father likes to praise me."

“……”

In the face of a nagging little girl, spot is helpless to find that he can't insert a word.

PS: Chapter 2..

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