With his mouth wide open and his eyes dull, he looked at Xie Xinlian's headless body, which fell to the ground.
Because he hasn't died yet.
The headless body even twitched a few times involuntarily.
The hot blood spurted out like a pillar.
The scene was deathly silent.
It happened so fast that no one reacted.
One moment, Xie Xinlian was scolding Zhou Xingyu, and the next moment, she ran out of the crowd and hugged the arm of the handsome young man in black robe in front of her.
Then, before he even had time to breathe, the opponent raised his hand and slapped his head like a watermelon.
That's Xie Xinlian, a beauty known far and wide in Mengxing City.
Is this how he kills when he says to kill?
This young man who looks to be only in his early twenties, is his heart so impregnable that he is so unsympathetic?
In fact, it's not that Chu Xiu doesn't care about the fragrance and the jade.
It's not like he has changed his attitude, he really doesn't like killing people.
Generally speaking, as long as you don't actively provoke him and don't harm his interests, Chu Xiu is still very kind to other people!
Of course, if you provoke him.
Then I'm sorry.
In his eyes, there is no difference between men and women for those who dare to provoke Chu Xiu, only those who can kill and those who cannot.
Xie Xinlian was obviously classified by him as someone who could be killed.
She deserved to die. She had no choice but to look for someone to act as a shield, so she chose Old Mo Chu.
Thinking about it carefully, this matter happened to be encountered by a strong man like Chu Xiu.
If it had been anyone else, with the power of the Zhou family after Zhou Xingyu's death, wouldn't he have died so badly that not even a scum was left?
As for Xie Xinlian, she didn't think about it that much at all. She just wanted to get rid of Zhou Xingyu, a licking dog, and didn't care about Chu Xiu's life or death afterwards.
What else is she saying, she hugged Chu Xiu's arm and used him as a shield to gain advantage over Chu Xiu, and she also used the Divine Essence Stone to block Chu Xiu's mouth?
It's just a big joke.
With the character of Old Demon Chu, if this kind of person doesn't die, then he will be sorry for the evil reputation he has gained.
Chu Xiu had no expression on his face, shook off the blood beads on his hands, turned around and left.
At this moment, the people around him reacted——
————"Oh my god!! Xie Xinlian died like this?"
————“What a violent act!”
————“What a pity, what a pity!”
The melon-eaters shook their heads and sighed.
But he didn't mean to accuse Chu Xiu at all.
They were not stupid, of course they could see that Xie Xinlian, this woman, had previously wanted to find a shield to make Zhou Xingyu retreat. If he met a stupid young man who was not deeply involved in the world, he would probably become a scapegoat.
What a pity, she obviously met a ruthless person and was killed without saying a word.
Who can blame this?
If you want to blame her, blame her. This woman didn't know her tricks and provoked a vicious person. She deserved to die.
The people who eat melons do not blame Chu Xiu.
However, Zhou Xingyu, as Xie Xinlian's loyal licker, would naturally not let Chu Xiu go.
His face was extremely gloomy.
Recovering from the huge shock of Xie Xinlian's death.
Seeing Chu Xiu kill someone, he actually wanted to escape...
Whether it was for the sake of his beloved or to defend the dignity of the Zhou family, he would never let Chu Xiu go.
He gritted his teeth, looked ferocious and filled with hatred, and shouted: "Uncle Liu, stop him."
"Today, I will cut him into pieces and avenge my pity."
Get his orders.
: "Yes, young master——"
A hoarse old voice sounded.
A great saint and six lesser saints came out of the crowd and turned into seven afterimages. Their speed reached extremely high speed and instantly surrounded Chu Xiu.
The leading sage is an old man with white beard and white hair, and skin that is shriveled and blackened.
His name is Liu Changhong, a slave of the Zhou family, and a fifth-level cultivator of the Great Sage.
With this kind of cultivation, he would be considered a strong person anywhere.
If you go to a top big family like the Yao family, you will at least be a guest elder.
But he was willing to be a slave of the Zhou family.
Because, thirty years ago, Liu Changhong was hunted down by his enemies, and when his life was in danger, he was saved by Zhou Changxu.
Thinking of his kindness, Liu Changhong stayed in the Zhou family. From then on, he regarded himself as a domestic slave and swore allegiance to the Zhou family to the death.
Zhou Changxu also trusted him very much.
Therefore, he was given the important responsibility of protecting and educating his only son.
Now, after receiving the young master's order, he naturally had to stand up.
Having witnessed the whole process, even if he knew that the matter was not Chu Xiu's fault, he would still obey orders, keep Chu Xiu and let the young master vent his anger.
————"This young man is miserable."
——“But, being surrounded by a great saint and six lesser saints, this young man may not be able to escape even if he grows ten pairs of wings!”
————"It's his fault for being too impulsive. Just explain why he killed that woman and caused Zhou Xingyu to attack."
The melon-eaters who were watching shook their heads repeatedly, feeling unbearable, but there was nothing they could do.
There is a holy king in the Zhou family who is not easy to mess with.
Even if they wanted to help Chu Xiu, they wouldn't dare.
Chu Xiu stood there with a calm expression, squinting and scanning the seven people in front of him, his eyes fixed on Liu Changhong's old face with deep wrinkles that could trap mosquitoes.
: "You must think carefully, it is this woman who provokes me, not you."
: "I'm in a good mood today. I don't want to continue killing people. If I retreat quickly, I can still survive, otherwise~"
Speaking of this, Chu Xiu's eyes flashed with fierceness, and the overwhelming evil energy, centered on him, was like a sea of blood, overwhelmingly pouring out in all directions, it was extremely terrifying.
The people eating melon around them all changed their colors, they felt it was difficult to breathe, and their hearts stopped beating at this moment.
They opened their eyes wide and stared in horror at the handsome young man in black robe in the center of the field.
In their eyes, Chu Xiu at this time was like an ancient demon god standing on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, standing proudly and looking down upon the world.
Behind him, there seemed to be countless dead souls wailing, and the almost substantial murderous intent was chilling.
Horrible, too scary!!
Such murderous intent...
How many people did this man kill, and how many strong men died in his hands?
The onlookers were so horrified.
Not to mention Liu Changhong and the six little saints who were at the center of the murderous intention.
Their pupils were trembling, the hairs all over their bodies stood on end, they were dripping with cold sweat, and their eyes were full of terror.
I don't know, but today I hit a brick wall.
The person in front of them is definitely a terrifying existence that they cannot provoke.
The six little saints finally couldn't bear the pressure and fell to their knees, their faces extremely pale.
Liu Changhong withstood the huge pressure like a mountain, lowered his head, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, raised his hands to Chu Xiu, and said with difficulty: "Senior, it's our junior Meng Lang."
"Senior, please forgive me——"
Chu Xiu glanced at him lightly, turned his head, looked at Zhou Xingyu not far away, with a ferocious face, and said coldly: "What about you, what do you say?"