The monster was very fast and trampled Hu Kangdo to death with one kick.
Then he kicked Wang Shoufu away, and Wang Shoufu hit the edge of the well in the backyard hard. He felt that all the bones in his body were broken at this moment.
Zhao Laosan looked at this scene with shock on his face.
He found that there was a woman wearing a black veil and a long black dress sitting on the monster's body.
The monster stopped at this time and made a huffing sound.
It was already a mess outside, with all kinds of violent noises going on.
The woman sitting on the monster saw Zhao Laosan tied up in the corner, and a trace of amusement flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Then, she raised her arm, stretched out her jade hand, and pointed at Zhao Laosan.
Zhao Laosan was surprised to find that the rope on his body was broken.
this……
What ability is this?
Without waiting for Zhao Laosan to thank him, the woman rode a monster and rushed past Wang Shou's house and disappeared from Zhao Laosan's sight.
Zhao Laosan untied the cloth wrapped around his face, and then stood up slowly.
His hands and feet were numb and trembling from being tied up for so long.
Seeing Hu Kangduo being trampled to pieces by the giant monster, Zhao Laosan felt his stomach churn and almost vomited.
The soup on the table was still steaming, and the fire below was burning brightly.
At the edge of the well, Wang Shoufu's mouth was full of blood. He stared at Zhao Laosan with wide eyes and made an inarticulate voice: "Help...save me..."
At this moment, he felt as if his body was not his own, and except for the pain, he could not move at all.
He wanted to use the secret technique, but he couldn't do it at all.
Only then did Zhao Laosan notice that Wang Shoufu was not dead yet.
He directly picked up the hot soup on the table and walked to Wang Shoufu.
Suddenly, Wang Shoufu's eyes were full of panic, and he said in a trembling voice: "Zhao Laosan, as long as you save me, I will give you my..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Laosan poured the entire pot of hot soup on his head.
"ah!"
A shrill scream sounded.
But now it's chaos outside, there are loud noises everywhere, and who can hear Wang Shoufu's screams?
Wang Shoufu's whole head was instantly burned and covered with blisters. The liquid in the blisters continued to seep out, making a sizzling sound, and white steam was still coming out.
Zhao Laosan showed no mercy at all, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
He clenched his fists and vowed silently in his heart that he would make Wang Shoufu, a greedy and cruel evil man, pay the price he deserved.
Then, Zhao Laosan picked up a stone by the well.
This stone seems ordinary, but for Zhao Laosan, it becomes a tool of revenge.
He raised the stone and hit Wang Shoufu on the head hard.
Every swing was mixed with the anger in his heart, and every time he hit it, he felt the relief in his heart.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Blood splattered everywhere and brains burst out!
Wang Shoufu's screams gradually disappeared, leaving only the sound of rocks hitting him.
Zhao Laosan did not stop until he was sure that Wang Shoufu could no longer hurt anyone, then he stopped, breathing heavily, and the stones in his hands were stained with blood.
Throwing the stones aside and looking at Wang Shoufu's mangled body, Zhao Laosan felt that the hatred in his heart had been vented.
Then, he turned around and left Wang Shoufu's home.
The attacks of the great demon continue.
The village was filled with cries and screams.
When Zhao Laosan hurried home, he found that the door of the house was open and the house was dark.
His heartbeat quickened, and an ominous premonition came over him.
Quickly crossing the threshold, he called out Xiaoqing, and was answered by dead silence.
Entering the main room, Zhao Laosan found that the ground was covered with blood, and strands of hair were looming in the pool of blood.
Despair surged in his heart, and the fear from deep inside spread throughout his body, stimulating his alert nerves.
He searched the entire house but couldn't find Wang Qing anywhere.
All kinds of bad images came to his mind, and he didn't want to think about it, but he couldn't control his thoughts.
Finally, Zhao Laosan knelt on the ground, held his head and cried.
His cries were full of despair and helplessness. He felt as if his destiny was being torn apart. He could not accept this reality.
Although he and Wang Qing were both adopted children by Tao Ziming, Tao Ziming told him to take good care of Wang Qing before leaving.
But now, Wang Qing's life and death are unknown.
Time passed by, and Zhao Laosan couldn't calm down.
His heart was full of pain, he was exhausted physically and mentally, as if everything had lost its meaning.
In the abyss of despair, a low roar sounded.
Zhao Laosan shivered and looked behind him.
In the main room, the monster with three horns on its head appeared again.
The woman in black dress sat on the monster and looked at Zhao Laosan with a smile on her face.
The monster uttered human words and asked the woman in black skirt on its back: "Why did you save him?"
"I saved him, do I need to explain to you?" The woman in black dress frowned slightly.
"I'm just curious." The monster's voice was a little lower.
"Because I didn't smell fear from him, I only smelled hatred." The woman in the black dress smiled and jumped off the monster, then walked to Zhao Laosan.
Zhao Laosan was actually scared to death, but when he thought that this woman and monster had just saved him, they probably wouldn't kill him.
If he were to be killed, he would be killed directly in the backyard of Wang Shou's wealthy family.
The woman in black skirt smiled at her and said, "Why do you still look unhappy after being saved?"
"Xiao Qing was killed by you...by the big demon." Zhao Laosan pointed to the blood and hair on the ground and said with a trembling voice.
The corners of the woman's mouth in the black dress turned up slightly: "Do you want to talk about you?"
"Aren't you a great demon?" Zhao Laosan's eyes flashed with doubts.
"Of course I'm not." He said, pointing to the triangular monster: "It's not a monster either, it's a legendary spiritual beast with four different shapes."
neither fish nor fowl?
Zhao Laosan didn't think much, but murmured: "What about Xiao Qing? Master asked me to protect Xiao Qing, but now Xiao Qing is gone."
"I saw her being taken away by a man from the demon clan. I don't know the rest." After the woman in the black skirt finished speaking, she rode on the monster, "Let's go!"
The monster stared at Zhao Laosan and said, "This human being is very interesting. I want to know his name."
Before the woman in black skirt could speak, Zhao Laosan said: "My name is Zhao Laosan. I used to be called Zhao Sheng, but I like this name better."
The monster nodded slightly, turned around and left with the woman in black dress, disappearing into the night.
Hearing the woman in black dress say that Wang Qing was not dead, Zhao Laosan felt a little relieved.
But whose blood and hair are in the living room?
…
…
Thoughts returned to reality.
Li Ergou, who was driving, asked curiously: "Is Wang Qing dead?"
Zhao Laosan, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, shook his head: "I don't know."
"I don't know? Didn't your master Sword Master Tao Ziming go to save her?" Li Ergou asked confused.
