I just want to live well but I surpass the protagonist.

"Don't move." The other party's voice was emotionless, and Uncle Liu knew that he was meeting a professional.

"What did you do to them?" However, Uncle Liu was still worried about the villagers in the same village.

The killer didn't bother to answer the question of an old and weak warrior, and pushed Uncle Liu out of the house and onto the village road.

On the other side, Long Tian had to stop when he saw Uncle Liu being held hostage: "Don't mess around."

"Then it depends on whether you cooperate or not." The killer holding the dagger smiled and approached Long Tian, ​​and the crossbow killer in the distance was also aimed at him.

At this moment, Long Tian was like a turtle in an urn.

Uncle Liu was very anxious. He didn't want to know what trouble Long Tian had caused. He just wanted Long Tian to live well: "Leave me alone, Tian'er, run away!"

"Impossible!" Long Tian's tone was resolute, and at the same time he asked the old man Yuxian if there was any way to save Uncle Liu.

"I didn't expect you to kill Taoist Zhao. Sure enough, our guess was good. The intelligence error was very large. Fortunately, we didn't act rashly and let Taoist Zhao take the lead... It seems that your bounty will have to be doubled again. "The killer who held Uncle Liu hostage hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly felt something hit his sword hard. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the old guy leaned back hard and sought his own death.

The sword that was already pressed against his heart went directly through his chest from behind. The blood on the sword tip fell on the snow, so bright and dazzling.

"No!!!" Long Tian opened his eyes wide and his breathing stopped at that moment. He felt that something precious had been taken away from him.

Blood oozed from the corner of Uncle Liu's mouth. He looked at Long Tian and squeezed out a smile. His eyes were full of kindness. Unfortunately, he could not speak. Then he slowly closed his eyes and his breath quickly dissipated.

"This old man has quite a backbone." Seeing that Uncle Liu would rather commit suicide than become Long Tian's burden, the dagger assassin laughed loudly: "But even if there are no hostages, you can't escape death now."

Exploding as fast as he could, the dagger assassin prepared to kill Long Tian, ​​who was immersed in grief.

Long Tian roared, and he who was stuck on the first level of crystal actually broke through in his grief.

The powerful breakthrough energy prevented the assassin from getting close for the time being, and also shocked him: "What? Crystal level two? Isn't this guy an ordinary disciple? How can he have such cultivation at this age?"

The crossbowman in the distance fired directly. He had been settling on the second level of crystal for many years. Even if Long Tian broke through to the same realm, he was confident that his armor-piercing arrow could shoot Long Tian to the core.

"Dang!" Long Tian made a backhand and knocked the arrow away with a shovel. His eyes were red and he was on the verge of going crazy: "You all must die!!!"

The first one to rush towards was the swordsman who killed Uncle Liu.

The swordsman snorted coldly, thinking that Long Tian was overestimating his abilities. Let alone his other two companions, he was at the third level of crystallization. How would he be afraid of a kid who had just broken through and used a shovel as a weapon?

The swordsman planned to play with Long Tian, ​​a set of Xuan-level swordsmanship, Haitao Sword, the sword light was particularly dazzling under the winter sun.

If it was the usual Long Tian, ​​he would definitely avoid his edge and look for opportunities, but at this moment, he just wanted to avenge Uncle Liu, and no longer thought about his trump card or whether he could be injured.

Of course, being angry does not mean that Long Tian has completely lost his ability to think. On the contrary, he also uses his brain.

Facing two killers of the same level and one level above him, under their joint siege, the odds of winning were too low. It's better to take the opportunity to kill one of them first when they think that they are incapable of being furious, have little ability to fight back, and are careless.

No, seeing that Long Tian seemed to be going to a duel with the swordsman with the highest level of cultivation among them, the dagger assassin and the crossbow archer both chose to watch the show, wondering how many moves Long Tian could resist.

He used his shovel to resist the sword light of the Haitao Sword. Long Tian's clothes were torn several times by the aftermath, but he did not retreat and moved forward bravely.

The swordsman stepped back and threw out waves of sword light one after another, completely treating Long Tian as a training dummy.

These three killers, who used to be extremely vigilant and only wanted to quickly solve their targets, were unusually high-spirited and playful today. They had no idea what the consequences they were about to face.

————Ye family

Although immortal cultivators do not pay attention to festivals, on the first day of the new year, Ye Yong still went to pay New Year greetings to the elders who were not in retreat.

The first person to go was the uncle, Ye Mao’s biological father.

When the uncle saw Ye Yong, he immediately asked his servants to call Ye Mao over, pointed at Ye Mao and scolded him. You say Ye Yongduo is sensible. Let’s see what you look like. When you come back, you just stay in your room and practice. Are you just a short and half-way behind in practice? Will paying New Year greetings to your elders waste a lot of your time?

Ye Mao didn't expect that he was even practicing wrong now. He felt that if the two parties were exchanged and Ye Mao came to pay New Year greetings, and Ye Yong was still practicing, his grandfather would definitely say something else, like New Year greetings were a waste of time. In this free time, you might as well go practice or something.

However, Ye Mao was not stupid. He would definitely get scolded more if he refuted it, so he remained silent and accepted it humbly.

"Forget it." The uncle waved his hand. He didn't want to waste Ye Yong's time listening to him lecture his useless grandson, so he gave Ye Yong a storage bag: "In previous years of seclusion, I didn't seem to give you any lucky money, so I'll give you all these. ”

After taking it, Ye Yong looked into his consciousness and saw dozens of high-grade spiritual stones and several pills.

Note that it is a top-grade spiritual stone.

One high-grade piece is equal to one hundred medium-grade pieces, which is equal to ten thousand low-grade pieces. One low-grade spiritual stone is equal to a thousand general gold coins.

With any New Year's money given by this uncle, he could buy a bustling shopping street for mortals.

However, Ye Yong had never worried about money since he traveled through time, so he did not feel excited. He just thanked the old man respectfully, and then went to the next elder to pay New Year's greetings.

After Ye Yong left, the old man looked at his back with a smile, stroking his beard, and seemed to be in a good mood: "Yong'er is 19 this year, and he has grown up."

"Grandpa, what about me?" A cousin who was 2 years older than Ye Yong looked at the old man expectantly.

The old man retracted his gaze, glanced at Ye Mao, and then threw out a medium-grade spirit stone: "If you have nothing to do, go back to practice. No, follow Yong'er to pay New Year's greetings to other elders and learn what etiquette is."

Ye Mao looked at his grandfather who turned into the house, and then looked at the spirit stone in his hand. Although he didn't know how much his grandfather gave Ye Yong, it was definitely impossible to be a medium-grade spirit stone.

Also, he was obviously called here, and not only was he scolded for no reason, but now it seems that he deliberately came to ask for New Year's money.

But it must be said that New Year's money is indeed a good extra income. After all, Ye Mao also raised a wild wolf. He fed it with not cheap spirit meat, but it was quite expensive.

So Ye Mao followed Ye Yong and started collecting New Year's money.