The Mightiest Little Peasant

Eleventh continent, south.

There is a city called Gaoling City, which is one of the famous big cities in the south.

A restaurant in the city is very lively at the moment.

"Eh! I tell you, this King Qin is so powerful, it is definitely a rare genius for a thousand years!"

A big man patted the table and shouted.

"Hi! Millennium? Are you insulting Qin King?"

Immediately afterwards, a man stood up and patted the table, shouting, "With the qualifications of King Qin, how can it be a thousand years, do you say it?"

"Yes! It's absolutely ten thousand years!"

Everyone responded one after another, nodding and saying yes.

The big man who had spoken before nodded and nodded. Then he said with emotion: "I heard that King Qin was in his twenties! Think about when I was in twenties, I just built the foundation and was chased by people. !"

"Hi! When I was in my twenties, I hadn't built a foundation yet, it was called miserable!"

"What are you guys? I'm in my twenties. I haven't started practicing yet. I am still grazing in mountain villages..."

Many people answered the speech, and the atmosphere immediately changed into a miserable meeting, one after another.

"No match! No match! People like Qin Wang, can we compare!"

"Well! Come, come and drink!"

After a while, the crowd started drinking again, and the atmosphere became cheerful and warm again.

For a while, everyone was discussing the King Qin and Kunlun.

Nowadays, this is the hottest topic, no matter where people are talking about it, it is no surprise here.

When they talked about King Qin, they were all in awe and respect, and when they talked about Kunlun, they showed their longing.

This Kunlun is now the world's first teaching. Masters are like clouds, and the background is deep. There are nearly ten pieces of the supreme treasure, and there are countless other treasures.

I heard that there are tens of thousands of treasures in Kunlun.

Other exercises, immortality, are also numerous. For them, it is simply a place like heaven, who does not want to squeeze in.

After talking for a long time, all the talents changed the subject and talked about their eleventh continent during this time.

"Have you heard, the killer seems to have arrived in our south!"

Suddenly, someone said.

Suddenly, the entire restaurant was quiet, and the atmosphere suddenly solidified.

Everyone's face changed, revealing a bit of fear.

"Mother! Why did the god of killing come here, but don't come here!" Many people were trembling and pale.

This killing god, but the most terrible guy in the eleventh continent, is not very young, only in his thirties, but the cultivation practice is already very powerful, and it is in the late stage of infanthood.

This man is extremely arrogant and cruel, and he is a bold and devilish character who does not blink.

Over the past few years, he has done a lot of sensational events on the 11 continents, killed countless people, killed many schools, and was chased and killed by the whole world.

However, no one can kill him so far.

"Hi! How could he come here, do you say yes!"

For a while, someone laughed and said aloud.

"Yeah! That's too coincident! Impossible!"

Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere became lively again.

But at this moment, a figure flashed at the door and walked in, wearing a black robe and a cloak, and taught people not to see clearly.

As soon as he walked in, he opened the cloak, revealing a fierce, scarred face.

"Are you talking about me?"

He looked around and smiled coldly.

Suddenly, the laughter in the restaurant came to an abrupt stop, and everyone froze there.

Then, bang bang bang!

That was the sound of the bowl falling.

"Mother! It's the killing god!"

"Run!"

Everyone was frightened and screamed.

They sprang up, did not go out the door, and fled after hitting the wall.

Almost everyone was running away, even the shopkeeper, Primary Two, ran away for the first time, but only one did not.

It was a young man, dressed in white, with a handsome face, and he sat there, drinking lightly, as if he hadn't noticed the turmoil around him.

"Hey! Brother, what are you doing sitting silly, run!"

Someone passed by from here, and when he saw him, he couldn't help but shouted.

"Hey! Whatever he does, look at him like that, he's stupid, and he doesn't even have to kill himself in order to pretend to be!

Another person scolded, passed by, broke through the wall, and ran away.

The man looked at the young man before and scolded: "Rely! It looks like a silly b!"

As long as it is a normal person, if you see everyone running, you must be running together, how can you still sit there still?

Moreover, this kid's expression is particularly calm, drinking leisurely.

Damn, it's too b!

He didn't care anymore and rushed out directly.

After the people in the restaurant rushed out, they stepped away and looked towards this side, and they noticed the kid.

The entire restaurant, just this kid did not move.

"Fuck! This kid is really kind!"

"Hi! What kind of thing, this is crazy, it's a neuropathy! In order to pretend to find excitement, I don't even need my life!"

Everyone started talking, and then there was a sneer.

Like this kind of stunned youth, they haven't seen it before, young people, like to be in the limelight and like to look for excitement.

But ah, this kind of kid often dies miserably.

"Oh! This kid is done! That's killing God! The devil that kills people without blinking, the people who died in his hands, at least there are forty or fifty thousand!"

"Hey! Look, that killing god has passed! That kid is over!"

The crowd shouted, and their expressions were somewhat excited.

Seeing this kind of idiot find themselves dead is really something they like to see.

In the restaurant, the Scar Man walked up to the young man.

He narrowed his eyes, looked at the man, and smiled with interest.

"You're not afraid!"

He pulled a chair and sat down.

He thinks this person is a little fun, may wish to play.

"so so!"

The young man took a sip of wine and smiled.

The scarred man was stunned, and said that this guy was really a bit brave.

"You... don't know who I am?"

He asked tentatively.

"know!"

The young man smiled.

"Oh?" The Scar Scared Man surprised. "It seems that you don't know enough. If you know enough, you dare not sit here!"

"is it?"

"Of course! Do you know how many people I have killed? Fifty thousand! Fully fifty thousand! Do you know what is the concept of fifty thousand?"

The Scar Man patted his chest proudly.

In his heart, he said: This time, this kid should be so scared that his ass is peeing!

However, to his surprise, the kid didn't shake his eyelids, but instead grinned, smiled at him, and said lightly: "Only fifty thousand? A little less!"

The scarred man was startled and stunned!