"Young master, I'll go find some firewood." Qian Biao said.

"Go." Su Tang nodded.

Qian Biao turned around and walked towards the forest. For a moment, he tiptoed to Su Tang's back with a wooden stick in his hand. Qian Biao's pupils contracted a little, blue veins collapsed on his forehead, and his hands holding the wooden stick were covered in cold sweat.

It is not because Su Tang is so powerful. Everyone in Kobaku knows that Young Master Su is not diligent in all four bodies and does not distinguish between grains. If he had not had a good family background, it would be a waste. Qian Biao's nervousness was because this stick would completely overturn the deep-rooted ethical common sense and completely overturn the foundation of his life for more than ten years. He was a servant of Kobaku and must be loyal to the Su family. Therefore, although Qian Biao was ready to take action, he still did not make up his mind.

Su Tang was unaware of anything and was still grilling leopard meat.

Qian Biao instinctively held his breath, and the wooden stick trembled slightly in his hands. Or not? Don’t do it... his life will not change any changes, he has to be a cow and horse for the rest of his life. Moreover, he is the elder of the Tie Family in Changshan County! If things go out, Xiaolin Castle will definitely face a catastrophe and he will not be able to escape. Do it... He can join the Tie Family, the old man has already said that even if he is the most unreliable, he can still become a guard in the same place. He will become the most powerful figure in a radius of hundreds of miles, and glorify his ancestors!

The distance between Qian Biao and Su Tang was gradually shrinking. He stayed for a moment and gritted his teeth suddenly. I remember the master said before, "No poison is not a husband!"

Qian Biao used all his strength, roared, and then threw the wooden stick at the back of Su Tang's head.

Su Tang's body suddenly fell to one side, letting Qian Biao's wooden stick roll over the ground, and as he rolled on the ground, he swept out his right leg against the ground, kicking Qian Biao's calf.

Qian Biao's stick fell to nothing, his body had lost balance, and he was swept his calves again, and he couldn't help but fall forward and was pounced on the bonfire.

Su Tang turned over and jumped up, and the pointed stick in his hand was struggling to stab it hard, which actually pierced Qian Biao's neck and nailed Qian Biao to the bonfire.

Qian Biao made an inhuman whimper, his limbs dancing wildly, but his efforts could only make the wound between his neck bigger and more blood flow. Su Tang held the pointed stick tightly with one hand and pressed the back of Qian Biao's head with the other hand, and his knees pressed on Qian Biao's back. No matter how Qian Biao struggled, his hands and knees were as tough as iron and unmoving.

"Good job! Hahaha..." The old man let out a night owl laugh again. He couldn't see the scene here, but could only hear some movement. He thought Qian Biao was moved and had already succeeded: "That man, don't worry, I can make a poisonous oath and will accept you as a closed disciple! Hahahaha..."

In just one minute, Qian Biao finally stopped moving. Su Tang breathed a sigh of relief and stood up slowly. His slightly confused eyes swept across the treetops and threw themselves into the blue sky. Although Qian Biao was responsible for his own fault, he should have been a little reluctant to disappear under his hands, but he felt a kind of pleasure and a kind of comfort.

This feeling seems to have been missing for a long time.

After a moment, Su Tang pulled out the pointed stick and walked slowly out.

Seeing Su Tang's figure, the old man's smile suddenly became stiff. He never expected that the young man who looked weak could survive!

Su Tang sat far away on the grass, slowly biting the roasted leopard meat. Although he never looked here, the old man knew that the other party was waiting for him to die!

A wave of despair came to my heart, and the old man coughed hoarsely. He was rampant in his life and was extremely glorious. If he died quietly, he would be unwilling to accept it.

However, all the bones of the limbs were broken, and more than a dozen wounds were left in the fierce battle and were always soaked in water. They could not heal, and they didn't know how much blood was shed. They were exhausted and could not do anything.

"Ahem... Little guy, I apologize to you..." The old man said, "If you continue to waste like this, it will be of no benefit to both of us. I Tie Canglan swore that everything that happened before can be forgiven. As long as you can take me ashore, you can take the Tie family's gold and silver sea. As long as I have it, as long as the Tie family has it, there will be no other words! How about it?"

Su Tang chewed the barbecue expressionlessly, as if he had heard nothing.

"Your surname is Su? Who is Su Xiang from Xiaolin Castle?" The old man wanted to get close to him, but when Su Tang still didn't respond, he had to turn his mind: "Young Master Su, why bother? Don't worry, what we practitioners fear most is that we have knots in our hearts. As long as you can help me once, I will never do anything to repay grudges and revenge..."

The old man kept talking nonstop, his expression becoming more and more sincere, but Su Tang was always like a stone. After a long time, the old man couldn't continue to speak and suddenly let out a sad cry: "What a hatred...I hate so much..." As soon as the cry fell, his body twitched violently a few times, and his head slowly sank into the water.

Su Tang smiled and murmured to himself: "This acting is really bad..."

After almost seven or eight minutes, the old man's head suddenly poked out of the water, coughing and spitting water, and then made a low roar, while his cold murderous intent stared at Su Tang's silhouette. He wanted to pretend to be dead and lure Su Tang over. Even if he couldn't survive, he would at least kill the little bastard, but Su Tang ignored him at all, leaving him helpless.

The roar was intermittent, and it took more than an hour to stop. It was a long and painful process. The old man was seriously injured and almost cut off his vitality. However, his physical strength was good enough and he could not die quickly for a while. Of course, he was not willing to give up.

When the old man became motionless again, Su Tang's gaze slowly turned: "This time it's quite real. Is it making rapid progress... I will practice for a few more years to win the Oscar."

After a long time, the sun had set westward. Su Tang slowly stood up, walked into the stream, came to the old man, and searched carefully. The old man was dead, and his purpose had been achieved. Of course, he had to clean the battlefield and confiscate the spoils.

Su Tang found a very finely crafted cloth bag, which contained a map that was blurred by water. He could only vaguely see the general outline and several marks. There were several gold and silver coins in the cloth bag. Su Tang only took out the coins and put the other things back on the old man.

Cutting off all the clues that trigger connections is the simplest common sense of crime. As for the broken sword, he must take it away with him, because his instinct is telling him that there are particularly important things waiting for him to comprehend.

Su Tang walked to the other side again, and as soon as he turned the body of the man in white, a pale yellow mask fell into the water. When he saw the mask, Su Tang's heart suddenly jumped, and a sense of bond that was stronger than the broken sword poured into his mind like a tide, almost suffocating him.

What does this feeling mean? Su Tang was dug for a long time, forget it, let’s deal with the matter here first.

Su Tang dug a hole in the forest. He lacked the right tools, so he could only use the big iron spear that nailed the old man. Fortunately, the soil in the forest was wet and soft, which saved him a lot of effort.

He threw the corpse of the old man, the man in white and Qian Biao into the pit, covered it with a few layers of soil, and carried Hu Niu's body over. He wanted to set up a different tomb for Hu Niu, but his current energy did not allow him to do so, so he had to make do.

The big iron spear was placed next to Hu Niu. He used both hands to push the dirt around the pit back, stepped on it as flat as possible, and moved the grass leaves and roots from other places. In the future, only a rain would be needed, and all traces would be covered.

This is an uninhabited primeval forest. Even if he does nothing, it is unlikely that a few corpses will be discovered by others. The problem is that something in the dark is forcing him to be so busy, as if he has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Professional qualities?!

Everything was done, Su Tang didn't even have the energy to take a shower in the water. He barely raised a bonfire and fell to the side. He knew that this was dangerous, but he really couldn't open his eyelids.

A night passed in a blink of an eye. In the early morning, Su Tang opened his sleepy eyes and jumped up from the ground as soon as he recovered his mind. He first looked around and figured out the environment he was in. Then he took a breath of air conditioning and began to check whether his body was traumatized. Then he slowly untied his pants and clothes. Sleeping in the primeval forest is not a joke. The wild beasts wandering around at night are scary, and they like warm snakes, scorpions and other poisonous insects are also scary.

Fortunately, nothing he was worried about happened, and even the traces of being bitten by mosquitoes could not be found. Su Tang raised a bonfire again, hung his clothes and pants aside to roast, then jumped into the stream, washed it well, and ate something to nourish his spirit. Walking out of the primeval forest alone is absolutely impossible for this body, but for Su Tang now, it is no problem at all.
Chapter completed!